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

I used to think that I knew the extent of Nan Fei's strength. Although he was hailed as the strongest cultivator in Jing City's Initial Recognition Realm, he was still far from the Fetal Movement Realm powerhouses.


But today, I realized that Nan Fei had always been hiding his true power. Perhaps his sister, Nan Mei, was even more formidable than we had imagined.


If Nan Fei's display of strength today was surprising to Gao Yue, seeing his own brother, Gao Zhuo, pinned down by a Seven Immortals Alliance disciple with a dagger-like sharp blade against his throat, not daring to move, filled Gao Yue with an even greater sense of shock, elevating it by countless levels.


At this time, the fat man who had been sent flying by Gao Zhuo just moments before was getting up off the ground.


Chapter 139 Bull Ear Dagger_3