Neonkilz

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He sees all and knows all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while all other choices lead to doom. The seer's words are absolute.
How might you recognize him you ask...?
There have been rumors of this man who wears all black. He wears from a Black Hermit Hat to black robes draped with thin black silk. And his eyes shine a clean crimson glare when provoked. He also carries a Demonic Black Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young.

Murim Is Cringe

"Why do you have such a thing if you don't mind me asking?" Yuan asked.

The three stood in front of a giant boulder with mysterious writings on it glowing green in reaction to the pendant that Meng Que held.

"Of course not, it's my grandfather's inheritance. Our clan talks about the scripts of the old and the sagas of the romance of the Jade Emperor... oh wait... I forgot the magic word that opens it. Shit, you need a key and the magic word... oh god, I'm so stupid." The pink-haired chick fell to her knees and started banging her head against the ground.

"Oh wait, I remember." She jumped back onto her two feet. "Opening season!" she yelled, holding up the triangular jade pendant. And nothing happened.

>Don't tell me it's "open sesame." What a coincidence. < Ling Yue pondered as Zeon complained.

|| It's... "open sesame," dumbass. Gosh, I hate being the commentator whose words don't reach farther than a singular person. ||

Floating Inheritance