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

After a long time, Du Wenqiang turned his head and said to Shu Guan:


"That servant woman, she was my mother."


Shu Guan, of course, had already guessed this.


When he first saw Du Wenqiang yesterday, he had noticed that this man had a strange fate, with black-purple aura surrounding him, belonging to the deadly destiny of the sky and stars.


It was because of this man's fate that he came from such a geomantic land.


"My father died when I was four, and when I was six, my mother also died. Before her death, she told me about that geomantic land... Of course, at that time I was too young and didn't understand these things nor my mother's intentions... Later, I was adopted by a distant cousin, but within two years, his whole family was killed in a fire. I happened to be outside, so I survived."


Chapter 11: Feng Shui (Part 2)