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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 310 Trifling Skills, Nothing More

In front of the mountain gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, the battle of prodigies was ignited once more, and the martial artists were bubbling with excitement, about to witness history again.

"Elderly as I am, I thought the arrogance and pomposity of the Blood Demon from the past were excessive, but luckily I have lived to see today and realize that there are always others out there. Xu Yan is far more arrogant than the Blood Demon,"

a senior sighed with emotion.

Xu Yan was the first to block the way at the entrance of the Transcendent Spirit Sect, issuing a challenge.

"I'm so excited!"

Cui Huayu, half of her body sticking out from the palace gates, held a handful of spiritual beans, tossing them into her mouth one by one, eagerly watching the battle that was about to erupt.

On the arena platform, Xu Yan leaped into the air, and so did the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall; after all, if they fought on the platform, it would collapse instantly under the strain.