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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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The incoming horde of beasts couldn't have come at a perfect time even if it wanted.

This was obviously the idea of Du Shen to completely irradicate the stragglers and the unwanted cultivators, the weak-willed and those who have awful stamina. But why? I wondered.

Why is he willing to kill these many cultivators with this much oppressiveness?

Is he looking for something? I questioned as I looked around.

There didn't seem to be anything worthy of note here, most cultivators if not all were incredibly exhausted from the agony of having been dipped in a pool full of poison. Though I haven't had the slightest issue with that, besides reliving some sort of trauma. Which was frankly nothing new.

"You, the man with the plan, you figured anything out?" Dao Shen asked.

"Nothing but to kill every beast in sight, shit is not looking too good though," I said as I pulled a couple of miniguns.

"What are those?" Dao Shen asked, intrigued.