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

On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, Shu Guan enjoyed a long-awaited dinner full of Taoyuan Village flavors. Especially the chicken soup stewed with ferns from the village, which left him craving for more.


His endless craving was not just for the chicken soup but also for the person who served it to him.


During dinner, Zhang Yadan sat by his side the whole time.


After three months, she had grown more beautiful and charming. Although still dressed plainly compared to the women Shu Guan had seen in the streets of Jing City, her appearance couldn't hide her stunning looks.


After three months of recovery, the sadness and fatigue on Zhang Yadan's face when she left Taoyuan Village had faded. Her skin was smooth and tender, her figure more alluring, and her overall beauty was breathtaking.


Chapter 45: Searching for Meng Hui Bao