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?

"I have no interest in low-handed deeds like attacking people in secret."


He responded coldly, continuing to watch the blue-green Jiao tree.


The attack just now, like a flash of sword's light, was extremely fast, vanishing in a flash.


The young master of the Jade Spirit Sect looked grimly towards another pathfinder Martial Artist, ordering, "Go, dig up the blue-green Jiao tree."


The Martial Artist was trembling in fear, alert, prepared to deal with an attack at any moment.


The young master of the Jade Spirit Sect's eyes were locked on Xu Yan.


They suspected it was Xu Yan who had taken action.


The Martial Artist arrived at the base of the blue-green Jiao tree, glanced sideways at Xu Yan who seemed not to move, sighed with relief, but still dared not let his guard down, carefully prepared to dig the blue-green Jiao tree.


Chapter 226 - We are battling, yet you are digging for Spiritual Medicine_2