Xuanhuan: My Master Is a Hidden Expert

Su Ming transmigrated into a fantasy world and became the sixth disciple of the headmaster of the Taixu Immortal Sect.

In this world, there were demons, monsters, immortals, and all manner of ghosts and spirits.

"A single painting lets his disciple comprehend an astonishing saber art."

"A few words let his disciple comprehend the ultimate truth."

"A game of chess lets his disciple comprehend an unparalleled movement art."

The System would refine what his disciples comprehended and make it his own.

"While out training, this disciple heard someone daring to slander Master. Furious, I meant to teach him a lesson, but my skills weren't up to par, and he gravely wounded me instead..."

"I'll go settle the score for you."

"Master once said that wherever you fall, you must get back up there. How could I trouble you to intervene personally?"

"Then why aren't you staying put and resting?"

"I came here because I hoped Master would give me that painting on the wall..."

Su Ming stared blankly at his disciple. He'd been beaten so badly that even his own father wouldn't...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.