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

Otherwise, for those who attend the trade fair and use masks to hide their identity, wearing masks would be meaningless.


Shu Guan stared at Wang Runling with extreme curiosity.


Wang Runling stretched lazily, and under her loose little bear pajamas, the exquisite curves of her body were undeniably revealed.


She casually pointed to her nose and said:


"Our sense of smell as alchemists is particularly sensitive because controlling scents is very important, whether it's for distinguishing various medicinal herbs or controlling the fire during the alchemy process."


"And my talent in this area... well, it's quite impressive."


"For many medicinal herbs, I just need to smell them to know their age, origin, and even the time they were picked, and I can also remember the scents of hundreds of different herbs."


Chapter 93: The Troublesome Young Brother-in-law (Part 2)