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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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907 Chs

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I managed to get as close as possible to one of the ships and then teleported into its vicinity.

I had a fear of being teleport blocked but nothing of the sort happened. Several cultivators wearing completely different clothes were moving about, checking cargo and repairing the damage of the ship, there didn't seem to be anything going awry for now.

I continued teleporting until I was at the ship's deck and began moving about as casually as possible. Listening in on the cultivator's talk.

A few of them talked about random things and some seemed to be more interested in an oversized space creature that they had met a few months ago. It seems hard to understand from the context of what they were speaking about. Especially since I didn't wish to stay too long not to expose myself.

"The Advent will dock soon! Brace yourselves!" a domineering voice spoke up.