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

Then she pushed open the door and walked out. Outside the washing room was not a bedroom, but a room similar to a study, with a low table, tatami mats, bookcases, brush and ink. The furnishings were simple, but they gave Sangsang a warm and familiar feeling, as if she had returned to her true hometown.


This room, full of Xuri Empire style and resembling a study, was empty.


Following the procedure she had memorized countless times, Sangsang came to the bookshelf, moved a thick book from the third row and second slot, revealing a button on the wall behind it.


She then put the book back on the shelf, came to the low table, knelt on the tatami mat, and began to wait.


She didn't have to wait long; about ten minutes later, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside.


The man in the kimono was in his forties, with a lean face, hooked nose, and cold eyes, showing that he had a strong will and ruthless means.


Chapter 24: Chasing the Dragon (Part 2)