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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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562 Chs

Chapter 150: Kill the Great Grandmaster Again, Enter the Spiritual Medicine Treasure Land_2

Translator: 549690339

One black-robed man falls!

"Not good!"

The remaining black-robed men immediately turned pale with fright.

This is too terrifying! One cut and he kills one of their own. They only have a few guys left, how could they withstand a few more cuts from him?

They wanted to escape, but it was already too late.

Meng Chong kept cutting down one after another. With six slashes, six Grandmaster Martial Artists were slaughtered.

After killing the people, Meng Chong excitedly looted the bodies and emptied their money pouches, then his blazing Sword Intent rolled out, reducing the bodies to ashes.

"Impudent!"

An angry roar came from the sky.

The Great Grandmaster was horrified. Their six Grandmasters, like cabbages, were all slaughtered one by one by that bald brute!

Not even a bit of resistance!

These were Grandmaster Martial Artists for god's sake, training just one costs a lot of resources, and those who could become Grandmasters, would surely have high talent!