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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......

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443 Chs

Chapter 262 Changes

Hearing that his youngest son, after being suspended for so long, had uttered such heretical words, Top Scholar Lv was instantly so furious that smoke might as well have been billowing from his seven orifices.

"You—!" Just as Top Scholar Lv raised the rattan to lash it across his face, Li Huowang grabbed it with one hand as he walked over.

Li Huowang had recognized the young Scholar Lv for quite some time and had come to understand him somewhat.

As far as he knew, this youngster had always been weak in character and would never say such things, there must be something wrong.

Li Huowang stepped forward, scrutinizing the upside-down Scholar Lv, his round, bulging eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent, looking exactly like a wounded wild animal.

Having been through so much, Li Huowang could be considered as having seen it all, and such a gaze could definitely not have been shown by an inarticulate young man.