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

Inside the secret chamber, besides these night pearls, there was only one chair.


It was a throne, identical to the one outside on the high platform, only slightly smaller.


No one was sitting on the throne, but a crown lay upon it.


Seeing the crown, Shu Guan's heart skipped a beat.


Because this crown was identical to the one on the golden-haired monkey depicted on the back of the parchment scroll that Jiang Yun had shown him.


At that moment, Shu Guan quickly walked towards it.


The crown was quietly placed on the stone chair.


It was a somewhat peculiar crown, entirely black, seemingly cast of iron. There were no extravagant decorations on it, just some wave-like mountain-shaped reliefs at the front.


You couldn't even be sure if this was actually a crown or just a headband.


It was just that because it was in such a temple and placed on a throne, subconsciously, it made one think it must be a crown.


Chapter 151: Rock Paintings, Crown, and Senior Brother_2