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?

    As soon as Muxiao finished speaking, Feng Yan hit him hard with a whip.


    Feng Yan lashed at Muxiao again and scolded, "Daoist Ancestor had a compassionate heart, enlightening all beings. Even though you are savage, Daoist Ancestor also harbors mercy, educating you, how could he kill you? How would he disgrace you?


    "You are a barbarian who knows no enlightenment, unaware of Daoist Ancestor's benevolent heart. This is all for your own good!"


    Li Xuan watched Feng Yan lecturing Muxiao and couldn't help but sigh; Feng Yan had learned quite a bit from Shi'er.


    Several others, including Xu Yan, had peculiar expressions on their faces.


    They couldn't help but glance at Red Cat.


    Red Cat rolled his eyes; he had disciplined that bastard Shi'er quite a bit, and had long since avenged the beatings he got from him!


    Muxiao was a bit perplexed at this moment. Was Daoist Ancestor really doing this for his own good?


Chapter 533: Xu Yan's Understanding of Teaching, the Opportunity Bestowed by the Taoist Ancestor