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

Everyone's eyes were dazzled. Even at the grand market, it was rare to come across such exotic items, but here, they were everywhere.


Er Gou bought a delicately crafted red-faced pellet drum from a stall, swayed it a few times, and immediately burst into a hearty laugh.


"You're such an adult, still playing with that. Aren't you ashamed?" Scholar Lv, with his arms crossed, scorned with disdain.


"Mind your own business. At least I'm not like you, almost having my soul hooked away by those women in the brothels, drooling all over without even knowing to wipe it off." Er Gou stuffed the pellet drum into his chest and retorted.


Scholar Lv wanted to say more, but Top Scholar Lv spoke up, "Since we are here, let's find a place to stay first."


Top Scholar Lv felt he hadn't done much; just looking around, he found that two hours had passed.


Chapter 522: Capital City