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

Facing the command of the Da Liang National Master, even those who received Ji Lin's Imperial Edict dared not act rashly.


"Yes, I obey," in an instant, everyone scattered, and none dared to stay.


Seeing such majesty in front of these people, Li Huowang couldn't help but feel nervous, calculating what he should do if the State Preceptor suddenly decided to make things difficult for him.


If it really came to that, he feared he would have to rely on the cultivation skills of Zhuge Yuan to fight back.


As Li Huowang was mulling over this, Huangfu Tiangang slid his Constellation Sword into his sleeve and walked empty-handed toward Li Huowang.


"If you're waiting for the head of the Astronomical Bureau, I'm afraid you've waited long enough already. He's been ensnared by some trifles. How about this—I'll take care of Touzi for you, and the illusion shall be mine."


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