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

Dozens of patrol officers from the Southern Shen City Patrol Bureau had all perished in an operation last night! Only three patrol officers, who had stayed behind yesterday, fortuitously survived.


When Shu Guan heard the news, he stood frozen in place as if struck by Heavenly Thunder.


He had not learned what operation the Southern Shen City Patrol Bureau had carried out, nor the specifics of how those patrol officers had perished.


It seemed that even the senior patrol officers, who were currently outside the main entrance explaining to the families of the deceased, had no idea what exactly had happened last night.


He had guessed yesterday that the patrol officers from the Southern Shen City Patrol Bureau had set out in full force, likely to handle the matter of Lu Xiaoxiang's tungsten sand ore smuggling.


Chapter 105: It's good to be alive_3