Thanks for asking. I'm in the cultivation world, and I was just hunted down by the “righteous path” until my soul was destroyed.
In my previous life, I, Lin Shu'an, had a poison meridian from birth and was the “Poison Immortal” whom everyone in the cultivation world wanted dead.
I used poison to save an entire city, and they called me a demoness seeking fame. I used a rare toxin to cripple the leader of the demonic path, and they said I was just a thief robbing thieves. In the end, the sect I trusted most and my lover betrayed me together, grinding my bones to ash in the name of “purging a demon.”
They didn't know that not one innocent person had ever been harmed by the poison I spent my life cultivating.
I lived again, back on the day I joined the sect.
I looked at the innocent-faced junior sister, a white lotus who would one day plunge a poison-coated dagger into my heart with her own hands. I looked at the “radiant and righteous” senior brother who would one day use “the greater good” to coerce me and steal my cultivation.
Lin Shu'an was tired. This time, all I wanted was to find a poisonous marsh in some scenic wilderness, grow flowers, raise scorpions, and coast through life.
But heaven had other plans.
In a secret realm, the righteous path's young prodigies were trapped by an ancient poison, on the verge of death.
Lin Shu'an passed by while studying a new mushroom. “Oh, this one? The recipe is three qian of heartbreak grass, five fen of crane's crown red, and a little seven-step snake venom. The antidote is...”
Everyone: “???” How do you know all that so well?
The demonic path launched an attack, laying down an antidote-proof poison formation. Everyone was at a loss.
Lin Shu'an yawned. “This formation is so outdated. It's full of holes. I could come up with at least eighteen nastier ways to arrange it...”
Everyone: “!!!” Master, please, just do something already!
Lin Shu'an had only one rule: poison,
