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

He was a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing a light blue robe. Although the robe followed the traditional Da Huan style, the fabric was of outstanding quality. The man had his hair combed cleanly with a neat center parting, and had handsome, fair skin and a touch of pride in his refined demeanor.


In the high-end venues of Shen City, one could find many such elegant, middle-aged men.


After opening the door, the middle-aged man stood on the steps and deferentially bowed to the members of the Seven Immortals Alliance, saying with a warm smile:


"I am Fan Chengze from the Fan Family, I have the honor of meeting Grandmaster Qingfeng, Grandmaster Daoji, and Mr. Zou."


It turned out that this middle-aged man was Fan Wuyi's eldest son, Fan Chengze.


Chapter 27: Green Dress_2