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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...

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Flight

Several hours went by, as I was finishing up the vehicle that was going to move us through the Dark Garden.

And soon, I was done and had both hands behind my back as I was looking at this makeshift creation.

It was the size of a small room, with four walls and several windows. Basically, a flying square. 

However, the windows had several slots where the miniguns are planted and solidified on.

"I suppose you're done," said Old Fu.

"Yes, I'm done," I said.

"Then can you explain to me what is this?" he asked.

"Oh, this is a flying fortress. Although we'll only be moving just above ground level, I don't want to fly in the dark and basically blind since we can't use Divine Sense." I said

"You mean, this thing can fly? Not even us cultivators can," One of the soldiers said.

The captain immediately gave him an aggressively stern look to shut him down.