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

Although Feng Xue knew there were ambushers nearby, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any flaws. It was partly because he didn't dare get too close, but no matter what, those hiding around him were certainly not to be taken lightly—


At least they were not of the same caliber as those who had used ATMs as bait before.


Feng Xue frowned slightly and after pondering for a moment, he ultimately did not dare to enter directly.


The tuxedo allowed him to blend into the environment, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be attacked. As an escapee, it was perfectly normal for him to appear at the exit, but no matter how normal, that wouldn't stop a prison guard from shooting.


Nevertheless, not entering didn't mean he couldn't probe. He chose an appropriate angle, pantomimed the pre-casting motion of grabbing his cloak, ready to vanish and reappear at any moment, and then he activated his skill.


Chapter 95: Just as They Said, They Smashed a Big Bag