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

The other party's action frightened Bai Lingmiao into taking a step back, and she shrank behind Li Huowang. "I... I am married."


Watching his burly servant behind him, Li Huowang had been ready to make a move, but the other's response was unexpected.


"Oh, then I apologize for disturbing the lady. I hope you won't take offense." Hearing these words, a hint of disappointment flashed in the young man's eyes as he courteously performed a bow towards Bai Lingmiao and then turned to walk ahead.


Passing a group of beggars, he carelessly scattered a handful of silver fragments among them, and with a turn, he began to bow to another young girl.


Such frivolity naturally did not receive a favorable response, but he was not annoyed by others' rejections, and continued to greet other girls.


Watching his retreating figure, Li Huowang thought for a moment and then called out a warning, "The cat in your arms is fake, made of three pieces of jade cobbled together."


Chapter 470: Serious Business