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 took the jade order golden book out of the black jade box, opened it, and then picked up the brush with rainbow-colored bristles, beginning to write on the jade order golden book.


Originally, he had been unable to leave any mark on the golden pages because he did not know the method to use this book.


For this, Shu Guan had felt immense regret.


However, the last time the eldest disciple brother visited, when Shu Guan remembered that this object was said to be from the Heavenly Court, he showed it to his brother.


At that time, upon seeing the jade order golden book, the eldest disciple brother's eyes became distant for a moment, as though recalling a distant memory.


Chapter 105: It's Good to Be Alive