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

In the pitch-black cave, only a faint light was cast from above. A girl named Vera stood in front of Feng Xue's bloodied corpse, holding a bloody pipe in her hand.


"What the hell, I thought you had some special ability..." Vera looked at Feng Xue, who seemed really dead, with a weird expression on her face, and in the end, she could only shake her head and say,


"Thanks to you, though, I think I finally understand what killing intent is. Teacher Feng Xue, I will remember your name."


After Vera left, something within Feng Xue's corpse began to pulse slowly.


The garbage pile started to tremble, and the cracks in Feng Xue's body, whether small or obvious, began to heal quickly.


Suddenly, just like in a classic scene from countless zombie horror movies, the garbage heap serving as the tomb collapsed abruptly. Feng Xue instinctively took up a defensive posture before he opened his eyes, slightly dazed, and after a moment of silence, he finally came to—


Chapter 129: The Resurrection Scam