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

Xu Chuxiang was slightly taken aback by the answer from the honest rustic man, and she couldn't help but fall back into her memories of the first afternoon she met Professor Holter.


"A mysterious valley? Professor, you're not planning to go to Shennongjia to find the Wildman, are you?"


Xu Chuxiang sat on a mahogany seat with a velvet cushion, sipping an authentic Xileng Red Tea specially purchased from Shen City. This was a habit she had developed while studying in the Kingdom of Mist.


She then smiled and spoke to the gentleman sitting opposite her.


If Professor Holter really intended to search for the Shennongjia Wildman, she would try her best to persuade him to abandon the idea.


Chapter 22 Extraordinary Place