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

Mu Yao and Shu Guan continued walking up the mountain cliff one after the other.


That divination technique was truly amazing.


It seemed like merely a trifling matter, but one must look at the essence, not the appearance of things, right? So what was the essence of it?


It was that Zichun could predict the future through divination!


And to be able to predict the future, whether it's a major or a minor event, would be an absolutely game-changing skill.


Shu Guan wondered if there was a gambling industry in this world... and his thoughts began to wander.


As if guessing Shu Guan's thoughts, Mu Yao looked back and grinned at him:


"Junior Brother Shu, the art of divination is not as simple as you think. It has many limitations, and not everything can be predicted. Once you begin your real cultivation, you will know that everyone has different talents and abilities, and the system of Daoist skills they can practice will also be different."


Chapter 9: My Fellow Disciples (Part 2)