Half a clear breeze

Li Xuan found himself in a predicament after transmigrating without the luxury of a system or plug-ins. To evade notice, he took refuge in a small mountain village. However, one day, he was mistaken for a reclusive expert, he was forcefully adopted as a master by an eager disciple who refused to take no for an answer.

Struggling with his moral compass, Li Xuan initially rejected the disciple's proposal due to his commitment to honesty. Yet, faced with persistent insistence and tempting offers, he reluctantly crafted fictional cultivation techniques. Much to his astonishment, the disciple not only embraced these fabricated teachings but successfully cultivated with remarkable prowess.

Witnessing his disciple's thunderous muscles, resilient bones, and potent vital force, Li Xuan couldn't fathom the inexplicable success. Bewildered, he exclaimed, "I fabricated it all! How did you manage to cultivate so successfully? What kind of monster are you?"

To add to the perplexity, a mysterious Golden Finger manifested: "Your disciple mastered the technique you invented from scratch. Your flawless completion of the technique has enhanced your strength a hundredfold compared to others at the same level!"

I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

A middle-aged man's face was paler than usual, with a short stubble on his face.


The man in the black robe said in a deep voice, "Knowing too much will do you no good!"


"Huh, I've killed your men, why would I be afraid to know more? Are you going to tell me or not?"


The Golden Giant Dragon started to retract, the pair of eyes on the dragon head shine brightly, exuding overwhelming pressure.


"Even if you kill me, I have nothing to say!"


The man in the black robe remained resolute.


Xu Yan knitted his eyebrows, considering whether or not to use some method to torture the other party into spilling secrets.


However, the man in the black robe coldly said, "Don't even think about getting any information out of me. You know Su Lingxiu, don't you? Hand her over, and we can talk. Otherwise..."


Xu Yan had a smile on his face, "Su Lingxiu? Are you talking about this girl?"


Chapter 129: Kill with One Palm, Qinglin City's Deposited Item_2