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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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Chapter 171 Three Swords Annihilate the Peak Great Grandmaster_2

The gentle breeze transformed into Sword Intent, and the mountains and rivers manifested, with a Golden Dragon weaving through them.

"Junior Brother, those three are yours to handle!"

Xu Yan turned to the other three figures in black robes.

"Senior Brother, rest assured, I'm going to cut them down now!"

Meng Chong sneered viciously, disregarding Guardian Bai outright and going straight for the other three.

After executing the Martial Arts secret technique, the combat prowess of that Great Grandmaster who had reached Great Achievement had weakened significantly. Killing him would be a matter of one or two sword strikes at most.

As for the other two, they were equally just one or two strikes away from death.

Guardian Bai's expression shifted slightly, but he dared not move an inch. Instead, he stood as if facing a formidable enemy, watching Xu Yan without letting his guard down in the slightest.

The crisis intensified, and the scent of death seemed to flood into his chest.