Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

This was indeed a somewhat mysterious valley.


Located at the junction of Chu Province and Xiang Province, the Shennongjia Mountain Range was a primeval forest in Da Hua, abounding in mysterious legends.


The most famous of these was the legend of the Shennongjia Wildman. To this day, the villagers living on the edge of the Shennongjia Mountain Range still firmly believe that there is a terrifying wildman hidden deep in the primeval forest.


But the middle-aged man who was now walking towards her was definitely not a wildman and didn't look frightening.


With his dark face, sturdy build, calloused hands from years of labor, and simple gaze, he looked no different from the ordinary villagers living in the remote countryside near the Shennongjia Mountains. The only difference might be the clothes on his body.


Even the most remote mountain villagers no longer wore such an old-fashioned, straight-cut gown that was actually quite inconvenient for labor activities.


Chapter 21 A Photo