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

Ever since the times of the Dahua Heavenly Dynasty, the management of Xuanwu Lake had been highly valued, and after many years of effort, an extremely well-structured flood control system had been established. After becoming the capital of the Republic of Da Hua, even more emphasis was placed on the management of Xuanwu Lake.


Hence, Xuanwu Lake was essentially free from the possibility of flooding – or at least not a major disaster as depicted in the news where houses on the shore of the lake were submerged within a ten-mile radius.


Nevertheless, that flood did happen, and according to the reports, apart from the ground shaking a few minutes before the flood, the residents living near Xuanwu Lake didn't notice any other unusual signs.


In the eyes of ordinary people, the flood in Xuanwu Lake may have been a one-time event, but through Shu Guan's eyes, even after reading about this incident that happened more than a month ago in the newspaper, he could still sense a strange aura.


Chapter 23: Chasing the Dragon (Part 2)