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

"Do you think it looks more like a dragon or a snake right now?"


Another morning, it was the eighteenth day since they left Jing City.


Shu Guan and Han Biao were discussing the four-footed snake, which was resting on the shore at the moment.


Of course, their attitude was very serious, even somewhat solemn.


By the sixteenth day after leaving Jing City, the four-footed snake's body had grown to almost nine meters long.


The swimming method taught by the senior brother was tiring, but the cultivation effect was also very obvious.


Every morning when the four-footed snake climbed up from the river exhausted, its body would be noticeably longer and thicker.


The four-footed snake now lay on the shore, its nearly nine-meter-long body fully stretched out. Aside from its belly being white, everywhere else was covered with fist-sized, black and hard scales. The bump on its head had become even larger, as if something was about to emerge from it.


Chapter 2: Seeking Title