"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...
Dodging was out of the question, there was no space to stand on, and flight was impossible with the spatial distortion of this place. So as the claws of the beast were coming at me, all I could do was kick at it with both feet to separate ourselves even a few feet apart.
Thanks to the quick reaction, I was able to push us away from the creature who fell far faster and heavier than us in a crescendo of screams and wails that one could only hear in nightmares.
"NOW WHAT!" Old Fu shouted.
I guess he was waiting for my plan.