Misty Rain in the Jiangnan Region

Wei Yuan originally had no grand aspirations, but in the torrents of the times, he had no choice but to embark on the path of conquering the four corners and expanding territories, treading through mountain passes without ever growing old.
Irreverent Introduction One: Even Immortals fear industrialization! This is a story about an industrial revolution in a fantasy world.

Dragon Treasure: Let's launch industrial revolution in the fantasy world!

Welcoming Zhao Fusheng was a torrent of Flying Swords, He let out a roar of rage as he swung his mighty axe, releasing an invisible surge of axe energy that flowed upstream, destroying countless Flying Swords in its path until it finally exhausted just as it was about to reach the opponent.


However, the attack of the Flying Swords was relentless. After several axe strikes, Zhao Fusheng grew impatient and directly released his Protective Golden Light, shouldering through the Flying Sword flood. Attacks as annoying as mosquito bites could only wear down a little of his Mana, serving only to slow his advance and nothing more.


But then came another thunderous boom as a massive bullet fired, throwing Zhao Fusheng back several feet and noticeably dimming his Protective Golden Light.


Enraged, Zhao Fusheng charged forward at full speed, only to be blasted back by Wei Yuan's gunfire.


Chapter 400: Fellow Daoist, Please Stay (Thanks to Mr. Dong of the Gold Alliance)