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

Over half a month had passed, and it was the night of the Secret Cultivation Association's monthly gathering again, so Shu Guan prepared to head out.


Shu Guan took the Association's membership badge, left Zouma Hall, and went to Yang Ruijun's house before going to Beiming ship at the dock to ask if she wanted to go with him.


Yang Ruijun said her mother had a severe cold, so she wanted to stay home to accompany her mother, this time she would not go.


Shu Guan thought for a moment and taught Yang Ruijun the method of transferring his spiritual power into others to help mortals heal and strengthen. Though such a method couldn't cure all diseases, it could easily eliminate minor illnesses such as colds and flu.


At 8:50 PM, Shu Guan appeared at the North Bund Dock.


The silver-white steel ship was already quietly docked at the shore.


A faint white mist enveloped the Beiming's hull.


Chapter 69: The 2nd Trade Fair_3