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

The game was still going on in the room. Although some people had left halfway through, either because they had lost all their chips or because they were too tired and chose to rest.


But those who remained at the table seemed more and more spirited.


These were true gambling lovers. It didn't matter if it was late, or they were tired, or even if they had lost all their chips - they could always buy more.


In this luxurious private room, there were still seven people at the gambling table.


Shu Guan was still here, as was Gao Zhuo the host, and the fat man. But the two cultivators had left early. They were just here for a few casual games.


Actually, there were very few cultivators who would be obsessed with gambling. This has to do with the Dao heart of most cultivators. Gambling is too easy to damage the Dao heart and increase the risk of going astray.


Chapter 136 The Real Betting Game Begins