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

The warehouse owner was also quite reasonable, knowing that Jin Ziang couldn't afford the storage fee. He said it would be fine as long as Jin Ziang took these fans away, and he wouldn't charge any money.


So, after taking care of a stranger for two months, Jin Ziang ended up with several large boxes of moth-eaten paper fans, not knowing what to do with them.


When he moved those boxes of paper fans out of the warehouse, the workers who had worked with him before all laughed at him for being a fool and an unlucky one at that.


Jin Ziang took those boxes of paper fans back home.


He thought of picking out the fans that hadn't been eaten by insects and selling them cheaply for some money. As for the others that were rotten, they could only be burned as firewood.


But when he sorted through the paper fans that night, he found secret compartments in the boxes. On top of the compartments were paper fans, but inside were stacks of silver notes!


Chapter 3: Three Extraordinary People (Part 2)