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...
Clue
Xuan Fei's eyes widened in alarm as he stared at the portal that opened in front of him, a seamless gateway leading into the vast, white space of the Lord of Lords Pagoda. Its infinite expanse held a faint glow, one that seemed to emanate from every corner of the strange world inside. His surprise quickly turned into something colder, almost resentful.
"What… what is that?" he asked, his voice a mixture of suspicion and disbelief.
I scuffed, barely sparing him a glance. "None of your business," I replied, letting the words fall with an intentional bite. I turned to Master Tonfa. "I'll be resuming my research inside. I'd appreciate a detailed report on your progress thus far to avoid duplicating our efforts."