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

Bai Lingmiao reached out to touch that bundle of something's face, and gradually everything around him began to coalesce, forming into that familiar visage.


Seeing this scene, a smile immediately appeared on her face, it seemed that she still needed to get used to this ability.


"Miaomiao, can you see now? Can you really see?!" Li Huowang stared into her eyes and asked excitedly.


"I don't know if this counts as seeing, but... at least I can do the same things as before, and at least now I'm not a burden anymore," Bai Lingmiao stood up, walking in circles inside the room, feeling the wonder of it all.


She could not only see the outside, but even the insides of some things, especially moving objects, with great clarity.


For example, she could clearly "see" the insects and ants on the dwarf tree outside the courtyard.


Gradually, Bai Lingmiao grew fond of this sensation, which was far better than the complete darkness where she could see nothing at all.


Chapter 484: Arrival