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

After Lu Duangyang burst into laughter and said "Good" three times, he looked at Sang Liren with approving eyes and said:


"If you can maintain the attitude you just had for the next three months, and work a little harder, it won't be too difficult to break through the sixth stage."


Sang Liren did not retort to Lu Duangyang again, but his facial expression seemed to directly spell out "I don't believe you".


Breaking through the sixth stage within three months?


Doesn't that mean all my previous training was for nothing?


The changes on Sang Liren's face were all caught by Lu Duangyang, and the admiration in his eyes grew stronger.


With a slight smile on his face, Lu Duangyang prepared to encourage this young disciple he thought highly of once again.


As for how to motivate him, he certainly knew that better than anyone else.


Chapter 11: The Hidden Arrow Spirit