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

The voice of Xiaoyi, thrilled, came into his head.


Shu Guan was silent for a moment, as what had just happened was akin to an artificial intelligence controlling a mechanical arm to complete a perfect replication with top industrial precision.


His silence wasn't due to any displeasure at Xiaoyi achieving something he couldn't; in a way, Xiaoyi was now a part of him.


There was no difference between Xiaoyi succeeding and himself succeeding.


Just now, Shu Guan was only a bit sentimental, finding such an easy cultivation rather boring.


With Xiaoyi around, he feared he might be able to draw any talismans he wanted.


At that moment, Xiaoyi softly said in his head.


"Brother, I really want to have a body of my own!"


So, Shu Guan was once again silent for a bit.


It seemed that the experience of fully controlling his body just now had sparked some desire in her.


"Okay, brother will figure out a way for you."


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