"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...
Deep in the region where the Poison God's Heritage Trial was happening several thousand cultivators were running in every direction, panic clear in their faces as they were informed of a distraught piece of news that would make anyone's hair turn white.
"RUN!" one random cultivator said as he used every ounce of his Qi and power to move in a random direction away from the trial area.
"What's going on in here," said a cultivator of a brown skin tone, he was accompanied by several other cultivators. A man wearing a full set of Blue Robes, another man in a full set of white robes, and a scholar's hat. And two female cultivators, these were the companions and friends of Shen Bao.
One cultivator of the several hundreds stopped near them, "Are you all insane, why are you still here, have you not heard the news?!" he asked.
"What news?" Meng Hao asked, confused and interested.