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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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Meeting Old friends

Still, I had to wait, because some asshole was blatantly using their divine sense to spy on me.

"Keep using your divine sense and I'll make sure to break your legs once I find you," I said with all the coolness of ice.

And almost immediately, the divine sense disappeared.

Annoyed by the sudden intrusion, I pulled a brush and paper and began writing inscriptions. Though many know I lost my cultivation, they know that inscription can be done without the need of a cultivation base, all I needed was good ink, good paper, and spirit stones to supplement the formations and I had those in abundance.

I wrote a few inscriptions on the talismans and threw them to stick on the interior of the manor, creating a powerful inscription that could jumble Divine Sense entirely, and make anyone that tried to spy feel like they entered the worst Acid Trip of their life.