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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...

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Into the Poison Valley

I inspected the flute as much as I could, besides the small grooves of jade and beautiful designs, there was nothing inside it that would explain why it could influence other animals. No inscriptions and no source of power or energy. This thing was strange.

I kept the flute on my person as I went to check up on the kid and the two girls with him.

"Any injuries?" I asked as I looked at the abashed group of kids.

"A few scratches and some bruises, Han'Er has  a broken rib though, she can't continue forward, I think we'll stay near the exit of the Lord's Tomb until she heals." The kid said, but worry was clear on his face.

"Here you go kid," I said as I threw him a pill bottle.

"Damn, old man, the last pill you gave me brought with it some trouble, now a whole bottle, heck If this wasn't healing pills I say you are tempting fate to kill me." The kid said smilingly, though I understood that he meant it as a joke I failed to understand the meaning.