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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 224: What, You're Not Convinced?_3

Translator: 549690339

Thinking of this possibility, Dai Jun hastily shut up.

Xu Yan smiled blandly. He knew his advantages - youth and massive strength. These people couldn't find out his Loose Cultivator identity so quickly.

They would naturally suspect that he came from a great power, because at this time, one needed to be dominant and wild!

"Hand over the storage bag!"

Xu Yan said, directing this to Shen Haizhou.

This was the pride of a powerful family, undoubtedly very wealthy.

"Brother, this storage bag…I… alright brother, here you go!"

Shen Haizhou, with an indecisive face, saw Xu Yan's expression darken. He hastily handed over the storage bag.

"What, don't tell me you're not convinced?"

Xu Yan took the storage bag and slipped it into his sleeve casually. With raised eyebrows, he remarked at Shen Haizhou, who wore an extremely indecisive look.

"I am, I am, don't misunderstand brother!"

Shen Haizhou put on a hasty smile, not daring to delay any longer. He scrambled away from the boulder.