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

Before Han Biao became a corpse puppet, he was a martial arts master. Although he was most adept at using a flying knife, it didn't mean he couldn't use other weapons.


From the several knife moves he demonstrated just now, it was evident that Han Biao was not only proficient in using a knife but also highly skilled in it.


Then, Han Biao sheathed the knife again, expressing his satisfaction to Shu Guan with a nod.


With this Life-Returning Knife, Han Biao's fighting prowess had undoubtedly improved significantly, making him on par with a genuine cultivator in the Fetal Movement Realm.


"Uncle Han, please go to Jinling City and safely escort Professor Tang there."


Although the divination indicated that Tang Jinan would have no danger on his journey, Shu Guan still decided to let Han Biao accompany him.


After all, the art of divination was not 100% accurate, and Shu Guan had experienced this just last night.


Chapter 69: The 2nd Trade Fair_2