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

However, the introduction of this force maintains the consistent style of the booklet, being incredibly concise, with only two or three sentences.


The only information given was that this was an extremely evil cultivation sect, with around a hundred members, and the sect leader was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm.


As Shu Guan read this, he pondered for a moment, then pointed at the Blood Evil Sect's name and asked the mysterious woman whose face was hidden behind a light mist:


"Miss Number Three, how much should I pay if I want to know all the detailed information about a force?"


Shu Guan felt that he should learn more about the second-tier forces. Otherwise, knowing their names alone wouldn't be very meaningful.


Miss Number Three turned her head, apparently glancing at the place where Shu Guan was pointing, and then muffled sound came out from behind the mist.


Chapter 71: Shen City's Realm of Cultivation (Part 1)_3