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...
No One Saw That Coming
Two men walked through the vast expanse, literally walking through space, folding it under their legs as if they were folding paper with every step.
The first of the two looked far more relaxed as he was moving while the second didn't seem to be lagging behind but had a single drop of sweat coming down his forehead.
"You've been rather lax in your training," the older man said.
"Master Rain, I'm far under you in cultivation level, I also find it pretty hard for anyone to be able to keep up with you in terms of spatial laws," the attendant said as he followed after.
"Don't make excuses work hard, also that blasted little bastard apparently is also decent in spatial laws, so stop whinging and work harder," Master Rain said as he continued walking through space.
"That's the first time I've ever heard you compliment someone, he must be really good," the attendant said.