"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...
Y's speed helped us reach the stratosphere extremely fast.
I was a bit hesitant about this because the higher I get the less oxygen I'll be getting. But all my worries were unfounded. Apparently, the moment you become a cultivator, you transcend physic laws.
Something like suffocating from being in outer space is not a possibility as long as you have Qi in you. Breathing is nothing but a habitual motion I was doing right now because I realized that I could easily not breathe and still remain fully functional.
"Y, how far can your detection range get to?" I asked.
"I can reach a few hundred miles," Y replied.
"Can you be reverse detected?" I asked.
"I'm meant to use Saint Qi, not regular Qi, so it is not guaranteed, that I won't be detected if I'm trying to spy on an ascendant cultivator, anything below it however will hardly be able to notice me, especially in the chaos of war."