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

"That's right, you see, no harm has come to you at home, I haven't hurt you at all!"


Shu Guan continued to smile, his smile was gentle, giving no impression of any malicious intent.


As a result, Jin Ziang's emotions gradually calmed down a bit, but he still hid in the corner of the bed, clutching the quilt.


It seemed as if the thin silk quilt on the bed could provide him with a slight sense of security.


Then he asked, staring warily at Shu Guan.


"I want to ask, have you always been this lucky since you were a child?"


Jin Ziang then let out an "ah" sound, looking somewhat baffled at Shu Guan.


He came to his house early in the morning and almost scared his own heart disease out of him, just to ask this little question?


At this moment, however, he had no choice but to answer, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the question itself.


Chapter 11: Fushi Soul_2