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...
Training ARC
I decided against staying in the sect, it was not a good choice at least for now. Because of a few reasons…
First thing was, that the treatment of the Outer Disciples was horrible. They got nothing, not even food, and were required to get it themselves, and were basically a working force tasked to bring in logs and fill massive water vats. Though this is acceptable and normal for most sects to build the Outer Sect Disciple's bodies and muscles with hard work, I didn't really need that.
Since, I was actually exempted from it, after all, I'm the son of the Sect Master's best friend. Or former best friend since Ling Cao's father passed away long ago.
So there was no point in me staying here for now.
The second big factor was the few disciples laying on the ground in front of me, groaning in pain.