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

"Oh, what can it be? Just need your help with a small favor, that's all."


Listening to the chubby street vendor before him, Li Huowang couldn't help but laugh at himself sardonically. "You flatter me. If you can't handle it, what use could I possibly be?"


The chubby man didn't immediately reply to Li Huowang's remark. Instead, he clumsily served the customers, and only after most had left did he pull two small wooden stools out from underneath the stall, sat on one, and tossed one to Li Huowang.


"Come, take a seat. Don't just stand there talking. This matter... Well, it really is something only you can do. I'm no good; I'd be detected by the Dragon Vein right away."


Li Huowang looked at the man's fat head and large ears, his question laden with a hint of mockery, "Just a while ago, we completely and utterly offended the Astrological Bureau. Aren't you satisfied yet?"


To all appearances, Li Huowang seemed indifferent, yet his mind was already on high alert.


Chapter 493: Touzi