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

Shu Guan nodded and then prepared to ask about the last thing he wanted to know for today.


Shu Guan took out the test tube containing the light purple liquid and asked:


"I would like to ask if there is anyone in Shen City who can refine this kind of elixir."


Lady Number Three let out a soft exclamation, and then continued:


"Most of the information we possess in the Secret Cultivation Association comes from our members. However, the cultivators of the Western Continent in Shen City have little contact with the Great China cultivators, so we know less about the situation of the Western Continent cultivators in Shen City."


"But I do have a piece of news that may be useful to you. It's worth two thousand silver coins. Would you like to buy it?"


Shu Guan's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded.


"In the Western Continent cultivators in Shen City, there is an alchemist from the Western Continent named Alberto Malaesani. You might want to ask him."


Chapter 73: The Secret Cultivation Association is a Black Shop_3