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

A few patrol officers, escorting an anxious Mr. Yang and Xiaolan, stepped out of the gate of number 8 on Jingfu Road.


Rong Miao stood in front of the white mansion's gate, watching the scene with a somber expression.


Mr. Yang and Xiaolan had just confessed in front of the patrol officers; indeed, they had stolen the little Snowball under the orders of Rong Manli.


When the patrolmen, Uncle Chen, and Xiaolan disappeared beyond the iron gate, Rong Miao turned around and walked back into the white mansion, entering the smaller drawing-room beside the hall.


Shu Guan was standing by the window of the drawing-room, hands behind his back, watching solemnly. From his angle, he could still see the departing patrolmen and Rong Miao's former servants.


Rong Manli was dead, Uncle Chen and Xiaolan had been arrested, and this matter seemed to come to a temporary close.


Chapter 89: Shu Immortal and Shu Official