"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...
Amidst all the chaos and turmoil that surrounded him, Shen Bao had been diligently cultivating, his mind focused on the immense task ahead. The looming threat of the Rakshasa hung like a dark cloud over him, constantly reminding him of the fragility of his stability. Gaining enough strength to both protect and preserve his territory had become his primary goal, a goal that felt increasingly urgent with each passing day. With his relatively low cultivation base, Shen Bao knew he was bound to hit a wall if he ever faced a truly powerful opponent. The thought of being unprepared gnawed at him, pushing him to train harder, to push his limits further.