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I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

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!"

Half a clear breeze · Eastern
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571 Chs

Chapter 150: Kill the Great Grandmaster Again, Enter the Spiritual Medicine Treasure Land_1

Translator: 549690339

Sky Hammer Mountain, the original dense forest almost completely disappeared, the large tree in front of the stone cave, though severed halfway, stood tall, like a great pillar.

The place where it was cut off had been leveled, and a man in

a black robe sat cross-legged on top of it.

On either side of the stone cave beneath the tree, six men

in black robes stood with a relaxed demeanor, showing no signs of

vigilance, as if they were exchanging messages amongst themselves.

With a Great Grandmaster present, it wasn't necessary for these grandmaster martial artists to stand guard.

The Great Grandmaster seated cross-legged on the tree was a mid-level Great Grandmaster, a strong existence among Great Grandmasters.

Even if he couldn't defeat a fully accomplished Grandmaster, if he wanted to retreat, he could still manage it.