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

From his eyes surged many emotions: anger, disappointment, and pain, followed by some wisps of black.


The blackness quickly filled Li Zhixia's eyes.


His palm then dropped onto Shu Guan's head, touched it gently, and finally uttered four words softly.


Shu Guan unexpectedly raised his head and saw the last wisp of darkness disappearing from Li Zhixia's eyes.


Li Zhixia spoke and walked out of the wooden tower with his hands behind his back.


When Shu Guan stepped outside, Li Zhixia was already standing at the edge of the cliff, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.


Shu Guan silently stood behind him, speechless.


He didn't expect that this matter would pass so easily.


Shu Guan originally thought that given his master's character he might not really kill him, but a stern scolding would be inevitable, and perhaps some other punishment as well.


Only a casual word: no more exceptions.


Chapter 55 Dead End