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

It was a horrifyingly powerful suction.


As that terrifying suction reached out, Shu Guan instinctively tried to withdraw. His response was incredibly sharp and quick, consistent with his experience as a seasoned hunter.


Regrettably, he failed to get his hand off the "Celadon Moon-hugging" Vase. Not even his current strength was enough.


Succeeding that, Shu Guan's vision went black. He felt as though he had been sucked into an enormous vortex, his body spinning endlessly as he was pulled towards some unknown and mysterious place.


This sensation lasted seemingly two to three seconds, then Shu Guan felt his body go slack and fall onto solid ground.


Upon opening his eyes, Shu Guan found himself in a place resembling a garden. It was a garden he was highly familiar with.


Chapter 28: The Yellow Moon