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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 · Ost
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Chapter 258 Play

"We don't have any wheat flour, but would you like some sorghum or corn flour?"

Squatting on a large square stone, the gaunt old man holding a large porcelain bowl said to Top Scholar Lv, who was inquiring about buying grain.

"Aren't the fields full of grain? How come there's no wheat flour? We are paying, not robbing you," Top Scholar Lv seemed a bit discontented.

Although coarse grains were edible, they were not as tasty as fine grains. Besides, it wasn't coming out of his own pocket, so there was no need to be thrifty.

The gaunt old man shook his head like a rattle-drum. "That won't do, all the wheat flour has to be kept to pay the grain tax to the officials. If we can't deliver the grain tax, they will take my son to work as corvée labor."

"Little Taoist Master, look at this..."

Top Scholar Lv turned his head and cast an inquiring glance at Li Huowang, who was stroking the head of the mantou dog with his hand.