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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

Madness

Author littel note, "Pepega moment here, been naming Liang Yu as Huang Yu, i apologize i fixed it now i'll go back to the other chaps and rename it back."

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In the Northern Domain, a large compass capable of carrying several people on top of it manifested right in front of the Wind Palace.

Several Heavenly Wind Guards rushed up to intercept the compass, but seeing the person on it caused them to pause.

He was holding a pot, a pot with an incense burner, this pot didn't belong to the Wind Realm and was an item that was despised throughout the Vast Expanse. The man who held it as if he was holding a toddler looked as if he had aged a thousand years. His eyes were sunk in, his face was riddled with scars and his usually white robes had not a single spot that was not red anymore.

"Senior brother Han!" one of the guards hurried towards the man and grabbed him before he fell unconscious.