Foxtail 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......

Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

"Oh, oh, oh~~!" With the crowing of the rooster, the once-asleep Niuxin Village gradually woke up.


After washing up, it was time for breakfast, which ordinary folks usually couldn't afford except during the autumn harvest when they ate three meals a day to ensure energy for harvesting. On normal days, they just had two meals a day.


But in Niuxin Village, this wasn't the case. Everyone had breakfast, which was one of the reasons why so many were so grateful to Bai Lingmiao.


To be fed well, given books to read, and even to get a share of the grains harvested from the fields—where else could you find such a generous boss?


"Hurry up! Rise and shine, make the porridge thicker at the beginning, and even eating you're not brisk! What on earth could you ever do briskly in your lifetime!" Top Scholar Lv kept slapping his eldest son's door with his hand.


Chapter 452 Acquaintance