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

Thus, several small cultivators from the countryside burrowed into the dazzling world of Shen City, not knowing the height of its heavens or the depth of its seas. They believed it was the same world as their home, just bigger and with more wealthy people; yet, they viewed these rich as mere money bags ready to be plundered at will.


Therefore, after casually inquiring who the richest person here was, they started to move into action.


Being cultivators, they were able to track Rong Duanpu's whereabouts and felt that tonight presented a good opportunity.


It was said that many wealthy people would come to Shen City today; if they were quick enough, they might be able to extort a few more.


Unexpectedly, on their first attempt in Shen City, they encountered such a terrifying young man and were captured by him.


Are there so many cultivators in Shen City?


Otherwise, how could they casually encounter one?


Chapter 91: The Cultivator from the Countryside_3