"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...
It took me some time to get to the front of the Poison Sect. I walked up the stairs and all the way to the Merit Hall with everyone there looking at me with annoyed and very jealous eyes.
After all, I gave the entire hall here the slip when I took my first mission.
"You're back," spoke the elder who was seeming without any people standing in a queue.
"Yes," I replied.
"Do you know that there is a penalty for failing a mission? Since you're back this early, you must have failed a couple. Tsk Tsk, young kids know no patience, if only you took note of all of…"
Before the elder could finish his words, I placed all the spiritual herbs I was required to grab, the Blood Dawn Flower, and even the Thunder Mold. Six requests, and six completed missions all placed in front of the elder.
The elder's mouth kept opening and closing.