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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 · Fantasi Timur
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429 Chs

Chapter 341 The Great Dragon

The other's words caught Li Huowang off guard. He stared at the fat man in front of him, who was wearing a thick gold chain, almost thinking he had misheard. "Watching me? What's so interesting about me?"

Fearfully looking at the bloodstained glass shards, the fat man stammered, "I don't know, it was a distant cousin of mine who asked me to watch you, saying he'd give me 2500 a month."

"I thought to myself, watching a madman for 2500 a month, slacking off without the boss nagging, and still able to play games, is much better than working in an electronics factory, so I took the job."

Li Huowang reached out to tug at his gold necklace and immediately sensed something was off. He had handled gold that was much heavier than this; this was fake.

Eighty percent of what this fat man was saying was probably true; he was just someone else's pawn sent to shadow him.