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

Han Biao politely bowed his hands towards the young man.


"Oh, so you're looking for my Second Senior Brother... Hmm, you do have a bit of his Daoist energy."


The young man looked Han Biao up and down again, then focused his gaze on Han Biao's left arm.


Han Biao had a thought and quickly rolled up his left sleeve, revealing the leaf tattoo.


"Not bad, this is Second Senior Brother's Wood Leaf Talisman. Since he was willing to leave this talisman on you, you can come in."


The young man nodded and then opened the wooden door.


Han Biao and Shu Guan finally saw the young man's full appearance.


He was wearing a moon-white Daoist robe, tall and straight, and with his handsome, fair face, his elegance was beyond description and he hardly seemed like a mortal.


While thanking Han Biao, Shu Guan followed him. He looked up and was speechless at the sight.


Chapter 53: The Young Daoist and the Young Man Daoist