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

Lighting the incense, Qingqing made her way to the round table and poured a glass of wine each for Shu Guan and Han Biao. She then poured one for herself, and raising her glass to them, she coquettishly grinned:


"Come, since the two gentlemen do not disdain Qingqing for her old age and faded beauty, let Qingqing accompany you both for a few drinks. Here, I will drink this first glass."


With that, the madam tilted her head back and drained her glass in one go. She then drew a silk handkerchief from the generous expanse of her exposed chest, wiping the wine stains from the corner of her mouth in a tantalizing manner.


Her gaze swept over the faces of Shu Guan and Han Biao. When her eyes landed on Shu Guan, they seemed to brighten slightly, her smile grew flirtatious.


Chapter 6: Three Extraordinary People (Part 3)_3