Zhai Nan

Kaidan (Kaidan refers to eerie tales of strange, mysterious, rare, or bewitching ghosts and monsters from Japanese folklore.) feed on cognition, wield information as weapons, and use information as currency, existing between the peculiarities of neither life nor death.
They exist in human rumors and dwell in the shadows of the world.
"Does this mean I will become a Kaidan?"
In ancient times, they were worshipped as deities, empowered by faith.
"Then I am a deity!"
In more recent ancient times, they were regarded as demons and fed on fear.
"I will become the master of Kaidan!"
However, as the tides of time washed over, they gradually vanished, leaving behind only texts considered to be delusions.
"To restore the glory of Kaidan is an undeniable duty of ours."
But you are not yet a Kaidan, hmm, nor a person.
"Well, becoming a Kaidan counts as success."

Master of Kaidan

Excluding the years too young to remember, Xiyao was absolutely certain that this was her first time in her life having to silence her footsteps wherever she went, and what made her more despairing was that such days might continue for an unknown amount of time.


Water trickled through the forest, and although Xiyao was no possessor of "super hearing," at this moment, in this eerily silent forest that set her heart racing, she could distinctly hear Feng Xue's breathing not far away.


Having quickly taken care of her personal needs, Xiyao glanced at the leaves beside her but couldn't muster the resolve to use them, resorting instead to taking a napkin from her pocket. She carefully pulled one out and even considered tearing it in half to use.


This was the first time in Xiyao's life that she considered conserving toilet paper, but the thought of having to use leaves or even sticks after running out sent shivers down her spine.


Chapter 39: Fetching Water