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

In the process of taking control of Shen City, conflicts would inevitably arise with many people and many forces. Shu Guan was not willing nor was it feasible for him to handle everything personally, let alone making enemies with all the cultivators.


He needed some cultivators on his side who could help him out with some matters.


This pair of master and disciple was quite capable; one at the peak of the Fetal Movement Realm, the other at the stage eight of Initial Recognition Realm. Moreover, they looked like they possessed quite a few extraordinary immortal skills, just like the young monk Duzhu who may have appeared dominated by him just now.


There was no point comparing others to him.


Chapter 48: Assassination Outside the Bailemen Gate_2