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

"Alright, alright, I'll stop laughing, head of the household, don't go." Pulled by Luo Juanhua, Lv Elevated Man finally sat down in the armchair.


The armchair was a bit cramped for two people to lie on, but neither of them cared.


"Head of the household, to tell the truth, now that I've married you, I have no regrets. You may be a coward, but you have a good heart."


Lv Elevated Man just lay there, listening as his wife opened her heart to him.


"If someone else struck it rich, they'd definitely go find a mistress, but you wouldn't."


"When Xiu'er was born, seeing she was a girl made your father's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot, yet you were as happy as a monkey."


At this point, Luo Juanhua suddenly recalled something, lifting her head with a sly expression on her face.


"Hey, did your father mention, after he dies, that he would definitely leave this opera garden to you? Maybe some kind of deed or something?"


Chapter 649 The Stage