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...
Fungal Greed's Torment
Once we entered the inn, I ordered several courses of food, for some reason I was famished beyond humanly possible, and I ate and ate, tearing through meat, fish and whatever was presented to me.
The group with me looked at me as if I was a monster, but I didn't care, I bit through pork thighs with gravy dripping down my mouth as I gulped wine like water, and continued eating.
"Brother Shen Bao, you should chew, otherwise you'll have stomach troubles," Xiao Lang said grinning.
After chewing a couple of times, not thanks to his advice but in preparation for a retort I said, "I'm so hungry I think that I'll be wasting time chewing. Want a bite?" I said as I handed Xiao Lang the pig's thigh, but he shook his head and raised both his hands, "I'm sorry, still no stomach to eat. Especially after that display earlier."
I shrugged, "More for me then," and I continued eating.
"A satiety pill should help you calm your hunger wouldn't it?" Wu Di asked.