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...
Underground
"That's an interesting domain you have there," I spoke all casually and felt far better than before.
"You seem too relaxed for someone about to die!"
"Well, that's because I'm not going to die, not here at least," I grinned.
"You know not of the fear that many cultivators had suffered under the Forsaken Poison Abyss! You shall know despair, you shall forsake all hope: and you shall die a death full of agony and despair," he said.
"Well, that might have been the case if not for two reasons," I said.
My words gave the man who was currently shaped as a world-devouring snake pause.
"The first," I said as I pointed down, "This is fake, I've seen the real one, you're just a hack," I said.
"You speak lies! Words to increase your lifespan nothing less nothing more!" he said.
"You can think about it like that," I shrugged, "Du Shen's domain was far more… convincing," I said.
The giant snake stopped at the mention of the Poison God.