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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 · Oriental
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909 Chs

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Once we arrived at the treasury, which didn't seem to be well hidden for some reason. It was a room behind a large door that was right behind the chair of the Sect Master.

There didn't seem to be any traps or any mechanisms to stop any thieves who would find it interesting to have a few hands in this jar of honey.

However, Elder Wong's words soon explained the situation.

"The same question that runs and ran through everyone who ever got to see the treasury is clearly painted on your face," he said.

"And what is that question?" I replied back.

"Simple, you're questioning why is the sect's treasures are placed in such an obvious place. To answer that, it's the sect master, of all the sects currently here there is none stronger than the Ancient Sect. So who in their right mind will dare come and steal something," Elder Wong said pridefully.

However, his prideful look soon switched to a frown when he saw the 'Are you serious' look on my face.