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

Ten minutes later, Shu Guan appeared in front of Xu Pingxi once again.


Looking deeply at the young man who now carried an extra bow on his back, the middle-aged man, whose true identity was the Governor-General of the Republic of Da Hua's Chu and Xiang provinces, said two words in a deep voice.


"What, didn't you consider that I might break my promise and not come back?"


Shu Guan raised his eyebrows and asked.


When he had revealed himself just now, Xu Pingxi had not shown much ecstatic excitement, which meant that Xu Pingxi had always believed that he would come back.


"I told you, I'm very accurate in judging people."


...That's because you hadn't seen me with a face full of pimples before, or else I wouldn't believe that you could tell anything.


Shu Guan muttered in his stomach and took the bow off his back.


The ox horn bow that the old lame man had made for him.


Over the past ten minutes, Shu Guan had done two things.


Chapter 103: Battle of the Breakout