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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!"

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Chapter 144 Xu Yan: Watch me Blow Up the Great Grandmaster with One Palm_2

"Hold on!"

Just as Yin Hong was about to strike, Xu Yan spoke.

"Kid, it's too late for you to back out now!"

Yin Hong laughed menacingly.

"Who says I'm backing out?"

Xu Yan cast a contemptuous glance at him, "Tell me, do you carry Spirit Bills with you?"

Everyone was shocked. They were about to duel to the death and he was asking about Spirit Bills? What's his angle?

Yin Hong was somewhat taken aback and frowned, "Of course, I have Spirit Bills!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yan was delighted. "Quick, hand them over. I fear that when the battle begins, if I hit you too hard, I might destroy your Spirit Bills. That would be a great loss!"

Everyone: ...

Yin Hong's face turned red with rage, "Impudent fool, how dare you insult me!"

He unfurled the folding fan in his hand, ready to strike.