Fox Tail Pen

Li Huowang found himself teetering on the edge of reality, ensnared in a perplexing quandary. Was he languishing in the sterile confines of a hospital room, or was he ensnared in a cultivation world where survival was a daily gamble? 
The lines between the tangible and the imagined blurred, with each realm asserting its authenticity while dismissing the other as mere figments of illusion.
Embark on an odyssey with Li Huowang as he navigates through this enigmatic existence. Delve into a universe where the arcane arts of cultivators intertwine with the unspeakable terrors that lurk in the shadows. In this world, existence itself is a precarious balance.
Original Synopsis:
The Bizarre Path to the Heavens, 'Dao', a narrative woven with the surreal tapestry of Deities and Immortals. But what is truth, and what is mere fantasy? Amidst the maelstrom of his own harrowing ailment, Li Huowang grapples with discerning the real from the unreal. Yet, it is not just the enigma of these otherworldly beings that clouds his judgment; it is the specter of his own affliction, a malady that threatens to unravel the very fabric of his being.
He is sick, very seriously ill......

Crossing back and forth: Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

Walking in the middle of the main road, Li Huowang clenched his teeth and desperately chased the redness around him.


In his pursuit, he felt that the distant "Eighteenth of the Twelfth Lunar Month" kept changing positions, sometimes turning into someone's red hat, sometimes into a signboard by the roadside.


But no matter how it changed, Li Huowang still clung tenaciously to its heels, not willing to give up so easily after finally seeing an opportunity. Whether or not he could obtain the "Eighteenth of the Twelfth Lunar Month's" eyes was related to whether he could break free from Master Danyang.


At this moment, he also noticed something strange about the "Eighteenth of the Twelfth Lunar Month"; it seemed to be a thing without eyelids, unable to even avert its gaze, it passively watched anything within its line of sight.


"How odd this thing is, what on earth does it look like in reality?" the running Li Huowang thought to himself.


Chapter 94 Confusion