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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
Classificações insuficientes
909 Chs

Infiltration

"You really find awkward times to ask awkward moments, I don't need to confirm my identity to you, either way, you've already seemed to be set in your mind to think of me as who I am not, so I won't humor this childish behavior," I said.

"Me? You're calling me childish, you're barely at the nascent soul stage, you haven't lived half of my own lifetime, and you call me childish," she asked.

"Because if wisdom comes with age, but yours seemed to have skipped you, now drop this stupid weapon, and let's focus on how to escape from here, in case you didn't notice my Heart Flame is already working, so don't disturb me," I berated.

Mei Ling backed away, annoyed, and sat down without speaking another word.

I sighed as I resumed my work, the idea was simple, I needed pills, a lot of them, sadly with this limited supply I cannot make a full arsenal comparable to what I own, but I can still make enough pills to help us navigate through the Poison Mist Valley.