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

Hearing Top Scholar Lv's superstitious statement, Li Huowang immediately breathed a huge sigh of relief, heavily sitting down on the chair. "The disappeared sun has returned, anyhow, this natural disaster has finally passed."


Only when the taut string in his heart had completely relaxed did Li Huowang suddenly lose consciousness while sitting on the chair.


When he woke up again, it was the thick and slick taste of soup in his mouth that startled him awake.


The softness at the back of his head, as well as the familiar delicate fragrance before his nose, made Li Huowang realize he was lying in someone's arms. "Miaomiao."


Bai Lingmiao didn't answer anything, just quietly continued to feed Li Huowang the chicken soup.


"I'm not disabled, just a bit tired," Li Huowang said with effort, sitting up and drinking deeply from the bowl.


Apart from being blind, Li Huowang's body had not sustained much injury, but what made him feel so exhausted was his spirit.


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