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

A cultivator's corpse is completely different from that of an ordinary person.


Not to mention strong ones in the Fetal Movement Realm, whose corpses would not decay easily even after several decades.


A cultivator that has just recently died still contains residual spiritual energy in their body and is easily distinguishable from an ordinary person's.


As for a freshly dead Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, the dense spiritual energy surrounding the corpse clearly tells Shu Guan how powerful the deceased had been before death.


Furthermore, Shu Guan had recently killed a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator himself, which made it even easier for him to discern the strength of the corpse in front of him.


There was actually another Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in the Black Dragon Association here!


Chapter 231: I Want Longevity and You