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?

The faint breeze turned into Sword Intent, mountains and rivers emerged, and a golden dragon was coiling inside the mountains and rivers.


"Junior brother, the three of them are on you!"


Xu Yan looked at the other three men in black robes and said.


"Senior brother, rest assured, I'll cut them down immediately!"


Meng Chong gave a sinister grin, dismissing Guardian Bai and attacked the other three.


After executing the Martial Arts secret technique, the energy of the Great Grandmaster had weakened, killing him would only take a slash or two.


The color on Guardian Bai's face changed slightly, but he didn't dare to move and stood alert, watching Xu Yan closely without any negligence.


The threat was growing stronger, and the breath of death seemed to seep into his chest.


This was a feeling he had never experienced since he became a Peak Grandmaster.


Chapter 171 - Three Swords Annihilate the Peak Great Grandmaster_2