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

"You think I can still be the master of the temple now?"


"You are the successor personally chosen by Grandmaster Lu; perhaps there is still room for compromise in this matter."


Mu Yao pondered for a moment, then made such a remark.


Shu Guan noncommittally shook his head, knowing all along that he was not the chosen successor by Grandmaster Lu.


The most important thing was, he no longer wished to return.


"No, I will not return. From this day forth, I, Shu Guan, am no longer a disciple of Shanyi Temple, nor a member of the Seven Immortals Alliance!"


About this matter, he had already thought it through very clearly. After the sword strike under the Snake Mountain a few days before, Shu Guan had made this decision.


Mu Yao looked at him. There wasn't much surprise in his eyes, as though he had long guessed Shu Guan's decision.


He then asked this question, a touch of passion in his voice.


Chapter 338: Not Going Back Anymore_2