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

Qiu Chibao clutched the child in her arms and swallowed nonstop, her eyes filled with longing as she looked at the red-robed Taoist munching on his dry food. Her voice was almost pleading as she said, "Please, have mercy, noble one, can you give me a little to eat? I haven't eaten in three days; I'm so hungry."


Seeing the pitiful woman beside him, Li Huowang reached into his bosom again and pulled out a mantou. But when he saw the mantou was completely soaked through with blood, turning it into a blood mantou, he nonchalantly threw it aside.


Qiu Chibao's eyes lit up instantly, and like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, she lunged forward, trying to pick up the blood mantou and stuff it into her own mouth.


But it was all to no avail; the blood mantou on the ground kept slipping through her hands, over and over, impossible to pick up.


Chapter 538 Pouring Mouth