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

The door was gently pushed open, and a handsome middle-aged man wearing a light blue long gown, with a graceful demeanor, slowly walked in.


Fan Chengze's gaze swept around the room and eventually landed on the bed, frowning slightly as he looked at the person sleeping soundly with their head covered.


As a cultivator family that has been rooted in Shen City for nearly two hundred years, their Fan Family's hidden power in Shen City is quite formidable.


Therefore, Fan Chengze easily learned what his son did last night and what happened in Du Wenqiang's mansion.


So, he came to this fortune-telling hall called Zouma Hall.


Although Fan Chengze didn't like his son, Fan Lei, at all, and even felt ashamed for having a son who couldn't cultivate and only knew how to indulge in pleasures, he couldn't help it since it was his own father who loved Fan Lei the most.


Chapter 29: Accidents and Unexpected Events