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I was just making up techniques... how did all of you become Emperors?

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Chu Feng transmigrates to the vast and mysterious Xuantian Continent, a world where strength determines everything. But unlike others, he can’t cultivate at all. Just when it seems like he’s destined to remain weak and irrelevant, he suddenly awakens a strange system—one that allows him to grow stronger by accepting disciples. Lacking any real knowledge of cultivation techniques, Chu Feng does the only thing he can: he bluffs. He starts recruiting disciples using made-up martial arts and nonsense teachings, hoping to trick the system into making him stronger. What he never expected was that his disciples would take his nonsense seriously—and actually master the techniques he invented. Not just that, they go on to become terrifyingly powerful, shaking the world with their strength. A hundred years later, as his disciples stand at the peak of the cultivation world, one by one becoming legendary Emperors, Chu Feng can only look on in disbelief and mutter: “I made up those techniques… how did you all become Emperors?” ================================================================ Why You Should Read This: The main character doesn’t become overpowered overnight. This isn’t one of those stories where the protagonist takes in one disciple and instantly starts dominating everyone. Chu Feng has to build his strength gradually, and his progress feels earned. It avoids the usual face-slapping, power-trip routine. In the early chapters, you won’t find constant revenge arcs or exaggerated drama. The story takes its time and lets the world—and characters—develop naturally. There’s a subtle layer of humor. The contrast between Chu Feng’s nonsense teachings and the dead-serious disciples who actually succeed with them adds a light, clever touch that keeps the story fun without turning into full comedy. It plays with familiar cultivation tropes while adding a twist. If you’re used to reading xianxia or progression fantasy, you’ll recognize the structure—but this novel bends the formula in some refreshing ways.
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