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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 216: Slapping the Celestial Being to Death_2

Translator: 549690339

It was because of this that Xie Tianheng was so arrogant, with no regard for the people of this world.

After all, he had carved a path in the Sword Dao unlike any seen before!

It was only after their journey to Canglan Island that they realized their insignificance.

He had not even stepped foot onto the path of the Sword Dao!

Xie Tianheng pulled out a pink jade bracelet, gazing at it silently as memories flashed through his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he muttered, "I, Xie Tianheng, bow to no one in this life. If I said I would come to find you, then I will!"

He put away the bracelet, turned to look at where Xie Lingfeng was, eyes filled with affection.

Although his son was not as accomplished as him, he was still a top-tier prodigy in the Sword Dao.

"A clear understanding of the sword's heart, Sword Intent, I must comprehend it!"

Xie Tianheng's gaze was firm. If his son figured it out and he did not, wouldn't he be embarrassed?