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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 247: Showing Off (Extra for the leader of Running Meat Mantou!)

The child, Yang, opened his eyes in his sleep and chuckled as he gazed at the cowhide tent above him, his face breaking into a smile without any particular reason.

A stinky foot next to him kicked over, "Are you looking for death? Getting up so late and lying in bed laughing foolishly, what's that about?"

Yang sat up, his eyes excitedly fixed on Gouwa beside him, who was rubbing the sleep from his eyes with his eyes still closed.

"Brother Cao Cao, we don't have to do any work now, and we get meat to eat every day, shouldn't that make us laugh?"

It was real meat, indeed, the first time in his life he had eaten enough meat to feel full, and maybe even the Emperor lived life like this.

"Look at you, so easily pleased. Just a few meals of meat and you are this happy. Kids will be kids."

He was different, he had higher pursuits.

Gouwa sat up, casually touched himself, then climbed out of bed and patted Gao Zhijian, who was still snoring away, on the leg.