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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 85: Descend the Mountain

"Fetch something?" Hearing Master Jingxin's words, Li Huowang's mind raced with thoughts.

Seeing Li Huowang looking somewhat grave, Jingxin began to explain.

"Don't think I'm using this as an excuse to get rid of your master. That item is key. Without it, no matter who comes, they can't separate your master from you. He's stuck too close to you, way too close. I can even smell his scent on you now."

Her words made Li Huowang's mood even heavier. After thinking for a moment, he spoke again, "Master Jingxin, this should be the last condition, right?"

Seeing her nod in affirmation, Li Huowang took a deep breath and said, "Okay! It's a deal. What is the item you want?"

He wasn't afraid of her setting terms; he was afraid she wouldn't keep her word. As long as there were terms, it was still within the realm of trade.

At least, from what he could see so far, the dying Li Zhi hadn't lied; the nuns of An Ci Nunnery could indeed be considered good people in some sense.