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Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

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......

Fox Tail Pen · Eastern
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426 Chs

Chapter 134: At the Foot of the Mountain

At the foot of Henghua Mountain, Li Huowang led a line of people forward, with Mantou seemingly seeing so many people for the first time and sticking very close to Li Huowang's leg.

The journey by boat and carriage had been exhausting, and everyone was in need of a good rest to recover.

Although the An Ci Nunnery was just ahead, Li Huowang was no longer in as much of a hurry as he had been before.

With the oppressive feeling that Master Danyang could replace him at any moment now gone, he finally allowed himself to slow down a bit.

Li Huowang surveyed his surroundings with weary eyes.

The small town below the mountain still looked the same as before, perhaps a transportation hub. Even though it wasn't a market day, the streets were bustling with people coming and going.

If there was one difference, it was that the number of beggars crouched in the corners of walls had increased.

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