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

"Can you still make them?" a stiff Chinese translation emerged from Jeston's phone, and a fatigued Feng Xue immediately shook her head before raising a finger and speaking in an unintelligible Yan Country dialect thick with accent, which even Google couldn't recognize.


Feng Xue was not incapable of speaking Mandarin—in fact, her Mandarin was much more standard than her dialect—but she was well aware that the more difficult she made it to communicate, the more at ease Jeston would feel.


This was just like the fact that she had never mentioned wanting to learn Victoria's language from the beginning.


Seeing Feng Xue shaking her head so vigorously, Jeston felt a sense of urgency. It was like having a hen that laid golden eggs which excited him greatly, but not knowing when it would lay again made him unavoidably nervous.


Chapter 78: Chicken Tonight