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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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Master Rain

The whole room seemed to be in an uproar as what just happened was pretty much not what anyone would have expected. Even I never expected to be forced out of my Possession and then faced up with someone I held a pretty damn deep grudge against.

"Oh…we're so fucking dead…" someone muttered as he saw what just happened.

"YOU BLASTED BASTARD!" another cultivator a purple robed cultivator spoke up.

I didn't know who this guy was but he seemed to be pretty enraged. Also slightly afraid.

But what he did next caused me to be on my toes, he rushed towards me with a clawed hand in an attempt to crush me to bits.

However, the man whose hand was still firmly stuck to his nose slowly grabbed my hand and looked at the incoming person causing him to freeze in place.

"Little twerp, you dare hit me?!" Master Rain said.

"Yes, because you're a thief, and an asshole, if it wasn't for you, my pla- everyone would still be alive," I said.