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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 315: Shocking the Ling Domain, Pursuit of the Thousand Martial Hall_2

The elder did not reply, but furrowed his brows instead.

The Cold Absolute Blade was not on Xu Yan, could he have thrown it away?

But how could that be possible? It was a Divine Artifact after all!

Had he hidden it somewhere?

"Declare the whereabouts of the Cold Absolute Blade, and I will grant you a swift end!"

The elder spoke coldly.

Xu Yan smirked. With a wave of his hand, he drew out the Cold Absolute Blade.

"If you think you're capable, come and snatch back this useless blade."

At once, he stowed the Cold Absolute Blade back into the Storage Ring.

The elder was utterly astonished.

Wasn't that a Storage Bag that could hold Divine Artifacts?

"Die now!"

The elder growled, his white hair dancing wildly, and a red flush spread across his old face.

An aura intertwining both cold and death-like energy burst forth, and he sent forth a fierce punch towards Xu Yan.

Xu Yan countered with a sword strike that felt like it encompassed the entire landscape.

Boom!