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...
Bound by Responsibility
The meeting ended abruptly, leaving an unsettling silence that clung to the room like the last remnants of a storm. I let out a deep, tired sigh, slumping back into my chair, feeling the weight of responsibilities pressing down on me. My fingers idly drummed against the armrest, but the motion did little to distract me from the ever-growing concerns that lingered in my mind.
It wasn't just the meeting. The room itself seemed to echo with the unspoken tension, the way unresolved matters always do. My thoughts spun in circles, trying to grasp some semblance of control over the chaos we had just discussed.