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...
Strategic Retreat
Looking through the screen, I was mildly depressed. Not because of anything serious really, it was simply the fact that the firepower that a Sun is showcasing is so absurdly enormous that all the preparations I had readied up looked like child play against that.
I mean, the dude is literally summoning a personified god and using it to destroy droves upon droves of enemies. Not to mention the Darkest Sun's endless materialization of weapons and arms that were constantly eradicating the enemy.
I mean, for fuck sake how did Solarous even lose if they had a Sun stage cultivator?
"I know what you're thinking," Tao Yang said.
I looked at her and didn't say anything waiting for her to reply.