"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...
Several voices filled with shock and surprise resounded,
"It's too damn hot in here…!"
"How's this an underwater cave? Shouldn't it feel cold & wet underwater?"
"Where are we, where is the water!?"
"Why are rocks on fire…!"
Asking the same question that I had in mind. The voices echoed dully, but no answer came.
Looking around, we seemed to be on a solid rock surface… Strange rocks with a weird glow, and some even stranger-looking crystals all over the place. But for some reason, it feels like we'd arrived at our destination.
One of the guys who seemed familiar with this spoke – confirming my thoughts, "We're in Dalou. We've arrived at our destination"
I looked at him, realizing that he was one of the members of the Black Tower.