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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...

Biako · Eastern
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759 Chs

Table Talks

"Well, I don't know what happened, but it seems like it all worked out well," I said.

I then looked at the guards in front of the tower and approached them. 

"So, what caused all this crap?"

"Well, seems like a few of so proclaimed acquaintances of yours obtained the golden insignia that we have given you," the guard said through divine sense. He then looked around and added, "Might as well get inside, I'll have one of the administrators explain everything in detail."

"Right that would be best," I said and walked inside.

The rest of the cultivators waited outside, as most of them were still waiting for their tokens, the ones that can calculate their kill count against the incoming invasion.

Once I was inside, I had to get into an elevator that took me up along with the guard all the way to one of the top floors of the Black Tower.

The elevator stopped and opened into a wide room that had a wide table with several chairs.