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

Just now in the hospital, Li Huowang hadn't felt anything, but as he walked outside, he suddenly realized with great joy, the kind of happiness that spread from within his heart.


He was free, no longer mentally ill, and he could return to school to study again! Living a normal person's life!


"Come on, get in the car and go home. Your dad drove his broken taxi over, just to pick you up and take you home."


Sitting in the car, the first thing Li Huowang did was to take out Sun Xiaoqin's phone from her purse and log into his own WeChat account.


Clutching the cracked screen phone in his hand, Li Huowang looked hesitant, pondering something.


In the end, he opened the familiar rabbit avatar, starting to write three sentences, deleting two.


He wrote intermittently for half an hour, staring at the few hundred words on the phone screen, his thumb hovered over the send button for a long time, but then he gritted his teeth and deleted it all.


Chapter 647: Coming Back