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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

Only Man

"DIE, DIE, DIE!" Qin Bai shouted at the top of his lungs as the hundreds of staff were coming at me. Only for them all to slam into something that felt harder than Godsteel.

From his surprised point of view, he saw me, only tens of thousands of times bigger, easily blocking away the staffs with my body, not even caring enough to block, and had them strike helplessly against the body of a titan.

Before his expression could even change from surprise to that of a person feeling the looming presence of death, I had already extended my hand and grabbed him in the process.

He groaned and groaned from being griped, it was like a helpless chick in the hand of an unknowing toddler.

"Release me this instant!" he shouted.

"Do you think I would?" I tilted my head.