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 swung his sword in a single strike, slicing through the chains binding Ao Hong's dragon body, shattering them with ease. Ao Hong was overwhelmed with excitement, letting out a jubilant dragon roar and ascended into the air, transforming into a robust middle-aged man with a handsome appearance, adorned with a pair of small dragon horns upon his head.


"Thank you for the rescue, Ao Hong," he exclaimed gratefully.


"It's no big deal," Xu Yan replied with a wave of his hand.


"Ao Hong, how did you end up trapped here?" Qing Yu asked, puzzled.


Ao Hong sighed, a touch of helplessness and melancholy in his expression.


"Back during the great battle, I was nearly severed in half, and it was Brother Taicang who sent me off the battlefield, allowing me to escape..."


Chapter 572: Slaying with a Single Sword, My Master Taoist Ancestor_2