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

So even if the Seven Immortals Alliance was really looking for him, they should only be "casually" looking, at most perhaps sending an old grandmaster to search.


It's not like they would dispatch an immortal like Grandmaster Lu to track down an insignificant disciple like him, right?


Moreover, if there were any real problems, he could still ask his senior brother for help.


This was Shu Guan's judgment regarding this matter.


Perhaps it was because, deep down, Shu Guan still saw himself as a member of the Seven Immortals Alliance and didn't feel that he had irreconcilable conflicts with them.


He thought he should be cautious, avoiding face-to-face encounters with members of the Seven Immortals Alliance, but there was no need to be constantly vigilant, living a life of hiding and escaping.


What needed to be done still had to be done.


For example, Shu Guan was now wholly focused on the soon-to-open fortune-telling hall.


Chapter 6: The Alliance of Seven Immortals in Shen City_2