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

Behind the screen, there were more than a dozen guests, both men and women, seated around a large round table.


The person sitting in the central seat was a middle-aged man with a square face and large ears, dressed in a suit, quite dignified. From the way other people at the table looked at him, one could easily tell that this middle-aged man held the highest status among the guests.


Two other middle-aged men sat to his left and right, one dressed in a long gown and the other in a high-ranking patrol officer's uniform.


There were also some young people, including four young women who were dressed like government office workers, all with pretty and attractive appearances. They kept raising their glasses to toast the middle-aged men, their smiles restrained yet suggestive.


Chapter 94: When the uncle is being kept