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

"Yes, Xu Pingxi knows some of our affairs."


After listening to Shu Guan's account of what happened this morning, Li Zhixia nodded in agreement.


Regarding Shu Guan's solo killing of a Fetal Movement Realm powerhouse, Li Zhixia was somewhat surprised, but not too astonished, as he knew that Shu Guan had been practicing a certain secret technique with his senior brother for some time.


As for that mysterious senior brother who had lived in Shanyi Temple for four thousand years, everyone knew his strength was unfathomable, and they all once wished he could guide them in their cultivation. Li Zhixia also had such aspirations when he was young. Unfortunately, in four thousand years, the senior brother never seemed to have any particular preference for any disciple, and Shu Guan was the first.


Chapter 106: The Toys of Our Childhood