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 stood up from his chair with a mild sense of surprise in his heart.


What sort of difficult matter had this important figure from the Mortal World encountered that he could not resolve, and why had he reached the point where he needed to seek out a fortune-teller?


As for the reason he had now risen from his chair, it was not because of Zhang Haotian's identity.


In the Mortal World, Zhang Haotian was indeed a very important person, but as a cultivator who stood above the common dust of the world, Shu Guan could look down upon any such important mortal.


The only reason he had stood up was that this old man named Zhang Haotian was a person worthy of respect.


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This Zhang Haotian was a rare true hero and a gentleman that came once in a thousand years.


Therefore, after Du Wenqiang had introduced this elder as Zhang Haotian, Shu Guan immediately stood up from his chair.


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