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

Shu Guan sat by the riverbank, waiting for the four-footed snake to finish its journey for the day and arrive here.


Ever since they crossed the Zhanlong Bridge, another ten days had passed.


Now they had arrived at the border between Jiang Province and Wu Province. After a short rest when the four-footed snake arrived, they would walk for another two hours and should enter Wu Province.


Han Biao was still practicing walking and boxing in the river without stopping, but this time, Shu Guan was not cultivating but instead carefully reading several newspapers in hand.


The newspapers were bought in a small town they passed by not long ago, which was so small that it was only a bit bigger than a large village.


Therefore, these newspapers Shu Guan bought were not even the latest, but from several days ago or even half a month ago, but he still purchased them.


Chapter 23: Chasing the Dragon (Part 1)