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 rose from his chair with a hint of surprise in his heart.


What kind of insurmountable difficulty had a major figure in the Mortal World encountered that he needed to seek the assistance of a fortune-teller?


The reason he rose from his chair, however, was not due to the status of Zhang Haotian.


In the Mortal World, Zhang Haotian was indeed an important figure, but as a cultivator who stood above the mundane world, Shu Guan could look down upon any significant mortal figure.


The sole reason he stood up was that the old man named Zhang Zetian was a person worthy of respect.


It could even be said that without this old man, the Dahua Republic Government might not exist, or at least its emergence would have been delayed by many years.


It was this old man who fired the first shot that led to the fall of the Dahua Heavenly Dynasty.


This was why Shu Guan knew who the old man was as soon as Du Wenqiang introduced him by name.


Chapter 80: The Bizarre Dream That Entangles a Lifetime (6000-word Chapter)