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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

Qi Reactor

The moment the pill settled in my stomach, I could feel my stomach convulse. Pain assaulted my stomach as black veins began rippling through my whole body. Shuddering at the painful experience, I almost fainted, but if I were to faint I'll probably end up dying.

What cultivators do in these scenarios is bite at the tip of their tongues, but I'm not that crazy? I pulled a small bottle of powerful smelling salts and took a strong whiff, the jolt shook me up and immediately removed the feeling of feeling faint.

I continued circulating my poison Qi, not to suppress the Demonic Nether Pill, but to help it course through my whole body, no matter how painful. Any Devil cultivator would usually use their own Devilish energy to suppress the Demonic Nether Pill and then will slowly allow it to nourish his body. This process would usually take years for the pill to fully melt and fuse with the cultivator.