I Like Cultivating in My Dreams

[Eastern Cosmic Horror] Whatever I tell you, don't freak out. Lately, every night when I go to sleep, I end up in a strange world of immortal cultivation. There are bizarre cultivators who swallow insect eggs and call them immortal pills. A bone Buddha sits atop a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, yet claims it's a lotus throne. Evil scholars read the books of the sages, all the while wanting to slaughter countless living beings. The owner of a brothel even has goat horns, and claims to be the ruler of the Western World. Let me say this again: I'm not joking, and I haven't made any of this up. What are you doing with that medicine...? I asked you, what are you doing with a syringe? I'm not sick, believe me, what I'm saying is true! I'm not sick! This is all real!