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

Shu Guan stood outside the "Jiuliang Grocery Store."


This shabby little grocery store was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the Tianji Divination, with the reflection of the neon lights from the Yinle Entertainment Club across the street on the window glass, and the angle of the setting sun shining on the door of the small store, Shu Guan felt a stirring in his heart.


That "swallow" should have come to this grocery store at this time of the day to buy some paper.


Because the Tianji Divination revealed the paper used for folding the paper swallows had just been bought from this grocery store at that moment.


Then Shu Guan stepped into the grocery store. The owner was a man in his fifties, thin and slightly hunchbacked. When he saw Shu Guan entering, he enthusiastically greeted him with a smile, asking what Shu Guan wanted to buy. When he smiled, he revealed a yellowed, broken set of teeth, and there was a strong smell of alcohol on him.


Chapter 130: Cultivator's Gathering