Neonkilz

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees 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 for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. 
The seer's words are absolute.
How might you recognize him you ask...?
There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young.

P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

Murim Is Cringe

"I… have a solution," the Seer declared, rising from his seat, his arm thrown outward, palm aimed at the heavens, exuding an aura of authority.

A ripple of awe coursed through the crowd.

"Haaa! It's him! The wisest of the Nine—he… he has a solution!"

"Yes! I wonder what the solution is…"

"It must be a grand solution, one that will change all our fates—and the fate of the very province itself!"

The murmurs reached fever pitch, each word laced with reverence.

"Look! The strongest of the Nine is also rising! This moment—it's so legendary!"

"Enough," Cao Tang growled, following the Seer's lead as he stood up, his presence as commanding as a raging tempest.

"The strongest of the Nine… HE SAID HE'S HAD ENOUGH! OOOO!"

"This is a moment I never thought I'd witness!"

"He's had enough of this province's miserable destiny. Long live Xianghu!"

The Dao Conference