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

"Mom, are you doing okay over here?" Li Huowang swallowed the silky-smooth egg custard and said to Sun Xiaoqin by the bed.


"Everything's fine, as long as you're okay, Mom is okay with everything," Sun Xiaoqin deliberately piled on a smile and told Li Huowang.


Although she said this, Li Huowang could still detect a trace of abnormality from some details on her face.


His mother's smile was feigned; she did it so he wouldn't worry.


"Mom, don't worry, the electrotherapy at this psychiatric hospital is effective for me, it just takes some time to recover. Just give me a little more time."


"Oh, Mom isn't worried, really not worried at all; our boy will definitely get better," Sun Xiaoqin said with a smile, shaking her head repeatedly in denial.


Li Huowang let out a quiet sigh internally, realizing that the path of Cultivation of Truth was far more difficult than he had imagined. To extricate himself from his current predicament would probably take a lot of time.


Chapter 465: Happy