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 stared intently at Jiang Yun's chubby face for a good five or six minutes.


It was only when Jiang Yun felt somewhat embarrassed by the staring that Shu Guan shifted his gaze away.


However, on Jiang Yun's oily and greasy face, he indeed did not see any signs of lying.


Shu Guan believed that Jiang Yun wouldn't dare to deceive him.


That's because Jiang Yun had seen his true strength. Unless he was a fool, he wouldn't offend another strong cultivator at the Fetal Movement Realm while being chased by one.


Still, Shu Guan cautiously confirmed the matter. Since he was prepared to help, he had to ensure first that he wasn't being fooled.


Shu Guan then lifted his left wrist and looked at the Tiansuo watch worth 200 silver coins, made in Ruishi Country. He quickly calculated with the fingers of his right hand.


He was using the One Palm Scripture to determine his fortune for the day.


Only the final Gua made Shu Guan's eyebrows furrow again.


Chapter 157: A Dragon Sandwiched Between Left and Right Aids