Life Weaving Society took on demon hunting contracts to raise me, I unleash my ultimate on the organization, Kun Lan is often called Little Beria, forgetful people keep babbling!
My fate is determined by me, not the heavens, earning a million monthly. Breakfast coffee with ox whip, Heart Garden driving one mad!
Of course, Kun Lan is quite serious, the above seven-character quatrain was inspired by Chuan Che while waiting to join Uborio and Su Yizhana for their trip to Mulong Palace, still best to follow Brother Li for the big bucks.
But it doesn’t mean Kun Lan and Chuan Che are not of the same kind, the society is always reminiscing old teachings, sweetening bitterness, preparing for the worst, turning people into madmen.
And a mission once assigned to him by the organization made him doubt the logic of the world’s operation.
Demon Hunters deal with creatures not prowled by adventurers, which are relatively rarer, like demons, evil spirits, demon beasts, all within the range, but these demons have intelligence, often more cunning and wicked than humans.
It was an influential Earl with a fief, Kun Lan tasked to purge the evil spirits in the castle.
The Earl, for confidentiality, sought out the ancient organization best at hunting demons, Life Weaving Society.
After Kun Lan’s investigation, he suspected the demon hidden in the castle was a Corpse Baby.
This cursed being, arising from abandoned infants or improperly handled stillbirths, only attacks pregnant women, eroding their life force until the victim nears death.
But Kun Lan is the highest rank of demon hunters in the organization, and deemed it likely; based on all signs, it seemed to be a Corpse Baby. Yet the one in the Earl’s castle was abnormal, not only attacking pregnant women, with intense grievances, but also indiscriminately attacking gardeners and servants in the castle.
More than a dozen lives were already lost.
Throughout Kun Lan’s investigation, the Earl seemed to be hiding something, but without tracing the source of a Corpse Baby, there’s no complete resolution.
However, possessing excellent professional skills, Kun Lan traced the problem to its origin after his own visits and verifications.
To the west of the Narrow Sea, bordering a small nation near Ji Weng, exists extreme superstitions: mating with pregnant women allows one’s bad luck to transfer to the fetus.
Even though this small nation practices a feudal lordship system, a Lord’s private conduct is still subject to scrutiny.
The Earl spent lavishly to invite these women to the castle, murdering them to prevent rumors, burying them uniformly in the estate’s ornamental flower garden, for over a decade.
Even Kun Lan had some trouble dealing with that aggregate Corpse Baby.
This was Kun Lan’s first breach of the organization’s code, the evil spirit surely needed purging, yet the Earl could also not remain. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel fire.net
Because the Earl was a political figure, Kun Lan’s actions risked exposing the Life Weaving Society to public view and negative impacts arose. Although not dismissed, he was given a long leave.
Life Weaving Society acts against fate, the so-called weaving destiny, correcting trajectories, but in truth is just a group of interests.
Moreover, Kun Lan discovered Life Weaving Society’s secret histories, this organization fragmented from an even more ancient entity, splitting over two thousand years ago.
Similar to the Holy Principle Church, later becoming the Divine Mother Sect, after a century of scourging plagues, it splintered, with one part returning to its original doctrine back to the Axiom Church, while the other part formed today’s Western Continent’s most infamous Miracle of Suffering, madmen among madmen.
Life Weaving Society also had a similar past, breaking away from that once-existing organization nine hundred years ago before historical discontinuity.
Kun Lan couldn’t find more information on that mysterious organization, but only confirmed one thing, it still exists to this day.
That is the true Fate Spinning Wheel, allegedly each member does one thing in their lifetime, making it a historical nail,
all things were illusions, collapsing Kun Lan’s worldview.
Only to mix day by day until weary.
In summary, Life Weaving Society is not a place one can leave casually, Kun Lan severed several former colleagues.
Due to his white hair and golden eyes rumored to have the bloodline of extraterrestrial demons, Kun Lan has never been welcomed in the Western Continent, thus he arrived at Heaven Port in loyal Doringger, mixing through good days for so many years, reminiscing hardships uselessly, I directly unleash gun like a dragon, shaking the world, laying down a great hero, Zofitelodiga, First Generation Sevenday...
"Now comes contestant number 619 from the East Sea, Kun Lan, against contestant number 279, the heroic-level adventurer known as the Scarlet Moon Traveler, Preta. Hall-level is indeed hard to achieve, requiring not only great power but also opportunities. Yet in today’s peace times, where to get so many commissions?"
It’s clear the female host’s broadcast added personal content, indeed Hall-level needs some lucky encounters, strength alone is insufficient, needing praiseworthy deeds for guilds to promote.
But the female host subtly supports Aran, absurd "peaceful times," regardless of other places, the Green Oasis Country Wadina, early year’s new jewel in Aran, the Mulong Duchy, and right above the Narrow Sea at the East-West border, all sorts of forces are clashing, sparks are likely flying.
Aran may genuinely be peaceful locally, but it’s unsettling.
This truly led visiting foreign noble guests with keen minds for the tournament to internally complain.
But it’s okay; the bet takes precedence.
Kun Lan’s odds are 2.07, right down to the decimal, showing an evenly matched, engaging battle.
"Both sides, please choose your weapons, the match officially starts in one minute."
The beauty-faced host, though having personal content, casually improvising while not paying attention, gained favor from some "pleased" Royal Court officials, allowing her to become one of the first-round hosts.
And allegedly the Scarlet Moon Traveler Preta and the Living Dead Magnus are two of a kind, holding a title still at the Heroic Level, yet true power is beyond that, possibly exceeding to varying extents, while some people remain average, some rise above the skies.
Kun Lan, while choosing weapons, recalled some past events, really bizarre, a lantern carousel?
This is the Continent Martial Arts Competition, not like the previous preliminary eliminations, cannot underestimate, Kun Lan also fitted the basic leather armor, choosing a dual-handed great sword.
While Preta acted showy, flaming red hair, pretty handsome, only picked a short sword, a rope whip, without armor, flexing his neck, bones crackling like fried beans.
In the Continent Martial Arts, techniques are bizarre and specific, not limited to martial artists, magicians, demon swordsmen, qi refining masters, odd weapons, and equipment beyond imagining.
In summary, it’s flamboyant.
With a short horn blow, the match officially began.
"Come on, bastard big brother!"
The vice-captain cheered for Kun Lan, being a rather traditional Aran, had discrimination against Kun Lan’s white hair and golden eyes.
Galen was speechless, rising to the top, carrying his crew, the entire Wind Radiance Adventure Team got incorporated into Black Sail’s ranks, the vice-captain among them, previously working in Duguli, well, those Eastern Sea pirates, tattooed dragons and painted tigers, were all abstract, turning the vice-captain into such a bloke.
The vice-captain and Galen grew up playing in mud together, Galen earned a tenth of the commission; the vice-captain definitely shared the benefit.
Though Gren didn’t cover her eyes, she was biting her nail.
The edge audience area basically watched for fun, needing projection aid, while central positions saw more clearly, but could not discern appearances, just rough outlines, gestures were clearer.
"Surrender, you’re not my match."
Kun Lan saw through this dual-wielding magic knight’s every intent at a glance, not on the same level.