"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...
"Indeed, what a marvelous child and you two have been hiding him away from me?" smiled the Red Sun as he drank from his mug.
"We weren't hiding anything, it was us who brought him here, and it is us who shall guide him to his destiny, but we're mere guides we cannot interfere with his fate. That's why we stopped you," said the Lord of Lords.
"But you stopped me, and I was about to make contact with him, was it not his fate? I understand that you may have feared for the boy, after all, I'm the Laughing Slaughterer, but I wouldn't just kill things that intrigue me," the Red Sun said.
"That was because of my mistake, my belonging which I had given the child when he was but a core cultivator not even a couple hundred years ago has signaled you have it not?"
"Yes, it was your pagoda, I felt its presence in my territory and came to investigate. So you were willing to part with that treasure for this child, impressive," the Red Sun said.