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

At five in the afternoon, Yang Jianqing led several academy students into the Shihua House.


Around eight o'clock, a slender, handsome man, who looked like a young nobleman, walked into the Shihua House. He was extravagant, throwing a hundred-yuan silver note at the door, asking for the top lady, Cuiping, for the whole night.


The madam, with a delighted face, led him into Cuiping's room.


Ten minutes later, the young man was carried out like a dead dog by Yang Jianqing, quietly leaving through the back door of the Shihua House and returning to the Yue Lan Academy.


At nine o'clock in the evening, all the students, including Dean Su Jie of the Yue Lan Academy, surged out and headed straight for the Yinle Entertainment Club.


At nine fifteen, the people from the Yue Lan Academy arrived at the entrance of Liujing Street.


Dean Su Jie stood alone at the street head.


The elegant and clean old man looked solemn.


Chapter 145: Xiaolan