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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

Hunted

I soon left the Lord of Lords small world and was back to the tunnel within the Palace of the Deeps. Looking at the trio laying on the ground, I pulled a vial of strong-smelling salts and placed it under the nose of Wu Di.

"Cough, Cough! Bloody hell, it's like I had my nose stuck in a donkey's ass." Wu Di said as he almost gagged.

"That's rather inappropriate," I said to the usually calm collected, and very polite Wu Di.

"Did you ever smell that stuff?"

"Oh, I smelled worse, but this is the only way I know how to wake you up from whatever world you were in," I said as I pointed at the two others who were also on the ground next to Wu Di.

"What happened?" Wu Di asked.

"You've been attacked by a half-Pixie, I told you to be more careful," I said as I went to the other two and woke them up.

Their reaction was pretty similar to Wu Di minus the cursing.

"That smelled really bad…" Huang commented as he rubbed his nose.