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

Ultimately, Shu Guan did not provide the young master with a Forgetfulness Talisman, as the matter had long passed and using one now would have little meaning.


However, the young master was indeed a person who knew how to maintain a delicate balance, particularly with the handling of today's matter, saving them quite a bit of trouble.


Thus, Shu Guan sincerely thanked the young master upon leaving, scaring him so much that he was frozen on the spot for a while before snapping out of it.


For the Five Disciples of the Seventh Immortal League, the incident at Jinfu Restaurant was merely a minor episode in their search mission.


In fact, they had encountered more than just this one minor incident along the way.


For instance, once they came across a family funeral procession where the deceased suddenly transformed into a ghoul. If not for their timely arrival, the entire family would have been wiped out.


Chapter 95: The Hidden Place