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

Dressed in human skin, Li Sui sat on the Bai Family Courtyard steps overgrown with green moss, knees together.


She gazed at the lard candy in the child's hand, with pure curiosity filling her large eyes. "Is this thing tasty?"


The little boy, about seven or eight years old, dressed in a tiger head hat and shoes, whose child from the village remained unknown, couldn't take his eyes off Li Sui's exquisite face.


After waiting quite a while, as if snapping back to reality, he nodded vigorously, grabbed Li Sui's hand, and hurried towards his home.


He dragged Li Sui into his home's kitchen and, imitating his mother, used chopsticks to lift a big chunk of solidified lard out of the oil jar and tossed it into the sugar pot.


Once the large chunk of lard had rolled around inside, picking up a thick layer of red granulated sugar, a piece of lard candy was ready.


The child, his ponytail sticking straight up, carefully presented the lard candy to Li Sui.


Chapter 618: Gathering