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Poison God's Heritage

"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...

Biako · Eastern
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909 Chs

A Moment Worth A Thousand Years.

Just as I finished my words, I pulled out Creeping Demise. A sword that I haven't used in a long while.

And then I slowly pierced through the old servant's heart with the tip of the sword.

For everyone in the room, I must have been an idiot.

And the first to point that out was Old Beast.

"Why did you kill him? shouldn't you have tortured him the same as he did to you? Or did you feel mercy for that man?" he asked.

I stood up and wiped the blood on my sword saying, "Mercy? Nah, he didn't go that easy believe me," I said.

"You're pretty cruel, Shen Bao," spoke Master Rain as he moved forward, "But that's what those who should cross you must suffer," he added.

It was obvious from everyone in the room's reaction that they were missing something. Cruel? How they must have thought.

Since I repaid five years of agony with a sword thrust to the heart, a death that was far too swift and 'Merciful' for a man who crossed me.