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?

Once the three great grandmasters made their move, they set off a power to destroy heaven and earth. The battlefield was interwoven with the light of blades and blood, and at the center of everything was the figure of a young man.


Even peak grandmasters like Wushuang have become solemn.


They reasoned to themselves that facing the siege of three major powerhouses, facing such terrifying offensive, even if they did not die, they would be severely injured and would find it difficult to escape.


Hu Hai's face was serious, he stood up, the black-scabbarded longsword by his side trembled as if it was ready to be drawn out at any moment.


A dragon roar resounded, a golden dragon roared and rushed into the swirling blade light.


All the powerhouses felt a moment of dizziness, as though they saw mountains and rivers appearing over the battlefield, the golden dragon flying around with overwhelming might.


Chapter 175: The Sword Falls like a Divine Punishment (Please vote for monthly tickets)_1