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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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Night Terror

I moved fast and pulled the man who felt the burn on his skin back, only for a gigantic wind cutter swung right in front of us.

The wind blow was merely the aftermath of a gigantic claw that swung from the shadows. Looking at the owner of the dark-clawed arm, a vile and creepy snickering sound echoed from between the shades of the trees.

The arm slowly and creepily retreated, after having fully exposed itself, it just casually withdrew.

I snapped my fingers summoning a small flame and threw it forward, only to reveal the face of a beast of nightmares looking at us.

It looked like a rat at first, with the snout of one too. Yet it had ears that looked like that of a rabbit, loosely drooping around its patchy fur head. Blood and viscera were leaking from between the creature's jaws as it snickered and giggled like a kid would.

Was it mimicking sound?