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 battle of the prodigies once again started in front of the Thousand Martial Hall's gate. All martial artists were excited, witnessing history again.


"I initially thought the Blood Demon of previous years was already audacious and arrogant enough. It's fortunate that I've lived until now to realize that there's always someone better. Xu Yan is crazier than the Blood Demon!"


Xu Yan was the first to challenge at the gate of the Transcendent Spirit Sect's mountain.


Cui Huayu leaned halfway out of the palace entrance, a handful of spirit beans in her hand. She threw them into her mouth one by one, eagerly watching the battle about to erupt.


On the fighting platform, Xu Yan sprang up into the air, as did the genius of the Thousand Martial Hall. After all, if they were to fight on the platform, the stage would crumble instantly due to inability to endure the fight.


Chapter 310 - Just a Little Skill, Nothing More Than This _1