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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

Worst Case Scenario

All five of us immediately jumped back, everyone ready and alert, weapons in hand and Qi circulating to the maximum.

However, the creature didn't move. It couldn't move.

It remained still, and soon, began crumbling into bits and pieces until nothing but dust remained.

"What the fuck was that?" Law asked.

"It's one of those creatures… But, I guess it was dead," I replied as I approached its remains and began inspecting them.

The dust it left on the floor was finer than flour, and it smelled like sulfur.

I grabbed a bunch of it and kept it inside my holding bag.

Among the remains was a small crystal, I took it and realized that it had energy flowing through it. It felt murky, and unclean for some reason.

"Corrupted Saint Qi," Zhang Tian said.