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

"Got smarter?" Feng Xue walked out of the cave again, holding a few iron lumps he had dug up and tossed them onto the roadside.


These items weren't the treasures he'd found in the mine; in fact, if he did find something valuable, he generally melted it on the spot. These iron lumps served merely as bait to attract some fools.


After all, constantly entering caves without bringing anything out was bound to arouse suspicion.


However, it soon proved that the "hyenas" living nearby weren't that foolish.


Brushing off his hands casually, Feng Xue adjusted his clothes and disappeared again by the roadside, heading deeper into the garbage mountain.


According to the map, this garbage mountain covered an area close to 150 square kilometers. For those who didn't understand these figures, this was slightly larger than the area of Huashan.


Chapter 120: Ominous Intelligence