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

"Yeah, I heard from Old Hao that his shop used to be on Xiu Shui Street."


Shu Guan laughed and then walked out of the shop.


Not far away was a tea house. Shu Guan went in, found a seat by the window, and from here, he could clearly see the counter of the sesame oil shop and the little black cat on it.


Shu Guan ordered a cup of tea and some newspapers. He leisurely spent the day in the tea house drinking tea and reading the papers, and the tea house's dim sum was quite delicious.


As for the sesame oil shop across the street, business was indeed booming, with customers coming and going. The shopkeeper and an attendant were busy with their work, and the little black cat spent most of its time basking in the sun on the counter. Occasionally, it would jump down and walk around the shop, but it never stepped outside.


Chapter 79: The Adventures of Little Black Cat _3