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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 · Fantasi Timur
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771 Chs

On The Chopping Block

I continued working using the other White Rakshasas I captured. Since I had plenty of them, I could do more testing.

Cruel? Inhumane? Even outright evil, one might think. But to not do so against these things without a soul in them is true evil.

They rob the world of its riches by simply existing, they consume and destroy. And they do not wish to see anything exist but themselves. A mass of heartless murderers that only seek the destruction of everything else but themselves.

Quite a nasty tempered existence if I may say. And if their goal is to destroy all life, then all life's goal must be to kill them.

The testing continued with far better results than I expected.

I needed to make the Underworld Morning Flower poison volatile and airborne, and I was able to do so by mixing it with another Yin-based poison.

But to get there, about ten more white Rakshasas had to be fully drained out of their blood.