"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...
The number of contestants was suddenly once again strange to make a proper tournament. With Six remaining.
Yet, as I was thinking of ways how this tourney would progress, the three remaining competitors climbed up the stage.
And then, I noticed that one of them, a man with six swords, three on each of his sides, looked at the Zither user and snorted, then walked up the stage.
It was as if there was a beef between the two that they didn't wish to discuss or share with the audience.