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

Seeing Lian Zhibei's injuries, Li Huowang spoke, "I'm sorry. There were some mishaps, and the fault is mine. Don't move, I'll heal you. After that, I'll compensate you with extra Yangshou Pills."


As he said this, Li Huowang helped Lian Zhibei to sit on the meditation chair, then turned around to fetch the "Fire Coat Canon."


"No, no, no, I can't handle it," Lian Zhibei, pressing a talisman against the hilt of Li Huowang's sword, slowly drew the longsword out.


"We had an agreement. Since the fault is yours, just give me that jade token quickly, and we'll be even," Lian Zhibei said through gritted teeth, enduring the pain from her wounds, but her concern for the Yangshou was greater.


When Li Huowang handed her the jade token that could be exchanged for unblemished Yangshou, despite the pain she still felt, Lian Zhibei's face broke into a beaming smile.


Caring about nothing else, she gave Bai Lingmiao a glance, covered her wound, and stumbled out unsteadily.


Chapter 486: The Past