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

What was contained in this bamboo box were all the birthday gifts given to him by the old cripple.


Shu Guan lay in a pile of children's toys, his body violently trembling, his face turning bright red, as if there was a raging fire burning within him.


"Shu Guan, Shu Guan, what's wrong with you?"


Xiaoyi kept calling him in his mind, her voice filled with extreme anxiety.


But at this time, it was challenging for Shu Guan to even respond because he was enduring a tremendous amount of pain.


Shu Guan's cultivation had finally run into a significant problem.


This problem's hidden danger had been planted all along during the crises when Xiaoyi had been helping him prevent going astray in cultivation in this past year.


That is, practicing the Nine Reversions Pure Yang Cultivation Skill required harmony between Yin and Yang. Otherwise, why would Grandmaster Lu Duangyang have purposely left behind the secretive yin-yang union skill?


Chapter 171: The Gift for the Ninth Birthday_2