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

Shu Guan cried out and then said humbly:


"Eldest senior brother, I think that guy's strength is quite significant, seems to be similar to mine."


"How is that possible? A just awakened half-demon, with a low-level demon frog lineage, could only have a small chance of surpassing you, who has bathed in dragon blood! Moreover, his demon blood lineage is already extremely weak, but you bathed directly in the blood of an entire dragon."


Eldest senior brother shook his monkey head.


Shu Guan suddenly froze, his heart pounding.


"Eldest senior brother, what did you just say? I bathed in dragon blood?"


After a while, Shu Guan forced a smile and asked with a trembling voice.


"I said you bathed in dragon blood. Don't you know?"


Eldest senior brother looked at him curiously, then brought his nose close to Shu Guan and took a deep sniff.


"That's right, it's definitely dragon blood. I'm very familiar with the smell of those guys' blood."


Shu Guan's heart beat even more violently.


Chapter 57: Daoist Skill Specifically for Fighting (Large Chapter)_3