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

"There is a problem, indeed someone has tampered with it."


Regarding this, he had already noticed it before he even reached the top of the mountain.


According to Du Wenqiang, he had invited many famous geomancers to inspect the place, but they hadn't found any issues.


However, those mortal geomancy inspectors might have learned some Geomancy Inspection Skills, but without cultivation, they cannot perceive aura and therefore can't truly understand geomancy!


When Shu Guan reached the peak earlier, he had already discovered that this mountain peak was wrapped and ensnared by two strands of dark purple air, the same type as the aura of the fate chart on Du Wenqiang's body, only much more intense.


Chapter 12: Feng Shui (Part 3)_2