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 fact, even if the hook-nosed, thin-eyed kimono-dressed man hadn't shouted "stop," the battle on the second floor of Runling Hall would have quickly ended.


Li Lin, the man dressed in black, was cornered by two kimono-wearing, sword-wielding men. Below him were several smashed flower pots, their shattered pieces and trampled flowers scattered all over the floor.


Li Lin was a cultivator at the Initial Recognition Stage 7, but his two opponents were not much weaker than him. One was at the Initial Recognition Stage 6, the other at the Initial Recognition Stage 8.


Li Lin had managed to hold on for nearly a minute against these two adversaries, which showed his impressive combat prowess.


As the leader of this small four-person team, Li Lin was the best fighter among them. Otherwise, when they were ambushed the previous night, only he would have sustained minor injuries, while the other three teammates had two killed and one injured.


Chapter 66: I'm still here (Part 1)