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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 · Ost
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Za Warldo

My confidence in beating a Body Cultivator in hand-to-hand combat is close to nil. But a wounded one, especially with enough kinetic energy to match a nuclear explosion, I doubt he'll be in any shape or form to fight back. And I can't allow such an opportunity to pass me by.

I arrived to the area of the explosion finding nothing but dematerialized bricks and dust.

The body cultivator, however, instead of finding a fully wounded, bloodied and half-alive person, was perfectly and completely fine.

"What the fuck?!" the words came out of my mouth without even me realizing it.

"Surprised I suppose? Do you honestly think that something like that can even wound me?" the body cultivator smiled as he approached me.

I would honestly, think that something of that caliber will and would definitely at least harm him, something isn't right.

And there and then, when he took another step I noticed it, his right foot didn't step too 'hard' on the ground.