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...
Another Cave
I hurried down along Meng Hao, running down the stairs as fast as we could. The twists and turns weren't much to deter us from reaching the area where the kids and other cultivators were being held.
"You do know, that if we don't find anything, the whole Black Tower Sect will blacklist us, and we'll be unable to do purchases in any of its branches on the whole planet do you?" Meng Hao said, though even if his words were mortifying his tone was that of someone who didn't really care if that actually happened.
"I do know, and that's why I'm sure we'll find them, also you should make sure to be alive to be black listed, because we're basically inside their own treasury," I said as we stopped in front of a single door that had several dozen high-level inscriptions.
"Why would the Black Tower hide the kidnapped people in this place?" asked Meng Hao "I find it hard that they'll have use of cultivators of the core cultivation stage."