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, who now understood this point, had become extremely clear about it.


Normally, after the death of an ordinary person, the soul would be attracted by the Heavenly Dao rule and automatically go to the underworld.


Even for cultivators, if they haven't reached the Nascent Soul Realm, they can't avoid this fate either.


But if a person's fixation is deep enough before death, there's a chance they would become a ghost creature lingering in the mortal world.


Just like the white-robed female ghost in Jing City back then, her fixation was due to her reluctance to leave her lover, so she lingered in the mortal world for decades and even became as powerful as a cultivator at the Fetal Movement Realm.


Then what about the young girl in his own attic?


Her fixation was probably due to her hatred for the person who hurt her!


Chapter 6: The Alliance of Seven Immortals in Shen City