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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

"Huff... huff..." Qiu Chibao lay on the ground, puffing her cheeks, carefully blowing air into the kindling beneath the broken bowl.


"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle" Hearing the growling of her own stomach, Qiu Chibao grabbed the drawstring of her pants and tightened it a bit more.


Although her name was Chibao, which means 'Eat Well', Qiu Chibao rarely had the chance to eat her fill.


It was so when she was with her parents, and even more so after getting married.


After tending the fire for a while and seeing that it was getting weaker, Qiu Chibao felt a sudden surge of anxiety.


Looking around her, she quickly picked up some human bones from beside the campfire and threw them into the fire to burn.


Seeing that the fire under the broken bowl was revitalized, Qiu Chibao finally took a breath of relief.


She carefully removed the tile covering the broken bowl, revealing the three stones boiling and tumbling with the water inside.


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