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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 · 東方
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1085 Chs

Chapter 289: Wu Tianan, the Dean of the Wanxing Institute, and the Secret of the Divine Bridge_2

Wu Tianan, holding the Measuring Scale in his right hand, gently patted his own left hand; the sound of it reverberating amidst the clouds. From the face of Thousand Martial Lord and Lord Lei Yun, the most formidable contenders, he showed no fear.

His gaze became distant, as if he was reminiscing the past.

"I was born in a small village in the Inner Domain, in the county of Tianan; without any martial arts cultivation techniques, never even encountering the martial path. Orphaned at an early age, I was alone and destitute."

"People in the village used to call me Little Wild Dog; I didn't even have a name."

"Until I was eight, a celestial-looking elder sister arrived; she was heavily injured, pursued and sought after, seeking sanctuary in our village. I hid her in the cellar."

"I cleared away the residual traces of her presence, deceived her pursuers, and they left…"

Wu Tianan was reminiscing about his childhood, speaking in a leisurely manner.