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

Top Scholar Lv had noticed the deep ruts made by the wheels and knew the carriages must be carrying something heavy, but he didn't realize they were all silver!


"How much silver is this, if you just give me a little, I could open several theaters, right??"


While Top Scholar Lv stared with wide eyes, the flap of a door stirred up by the wind dropped back down.


The nuns clearly noticed the odd looks from the people around, but they couldn't be bothered to care and continued to sit on the ground like weights from a scale, eating.


"Stop looking, everyone, eat, eat quickly, once we're full, we'll hurry on our way. With so much silver here, I'm afraid trouble's coming."


Circling two carriages into a semi-circle, Lv's Troupe continued their meal.


Of course, Zhao Wu, as the esteemed guest, didn't miss out, he got all the wheat mantou and duck eggs he could handle.


Even if Zhao Wu said he didn't want them, it was no use.


Chapter 114: Cavalry