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?

Xu Yan's figure flashed, teleporting before the giant dragon as if he had anticipated the Mystic Serpent's move. Thus, when the enraged Mystic Serpent struck, its colossal tail, ablaze with white flames, cleaved down like a bolt of thunder.


However, to its astonishment, Xu Yan suddenly teleported away again.


The Mystic Serpent tried to withdraw its attack, but it was too late—the massive tail still struck atop the dragon.


The tomb chamber shook violently, and the coiled dragon was shattered by the blow.


In that instant of shattering, a divine soul fluctuation rippled out.


At this moment, the young elites of the Divine Sect, including Meng Chong, all paled in shock.


The shattered dragon's head revealed an entrance; ripples emanated from within, and the roar seemed to originate there.


A moonlight stone from the ceiling of the tomb chamber fell amidst the tremors, plunging toward the entrance like a falling star.


Chapter 227 The Transformation of the Azure Sky Flood Dragon