Chapter 167 (1/2)

Vivian knew about The Plane of Dreams. When Hao Ren returned from seeing Raven 12345, he had told her about the origin of unusual creatures. So, they had their minds on The Plane of Dreams when they heard about The Day of Return.

Even though there was still no concrete evidence pointing to the shadow of The Plane of Dreams behind The Day of Return, as the hometown of all unusual creatures on Earth, it certainly had a defining influence over the creatures worldwide. If the unusual creatures were regaining their power once lost a thousand years ago, then the probability of paranormal activities occurring in The Plane of Dreams would be very high.

If all this was not enough to trigger their concern, then the siren’s prophecy delivered by Bluphlei should have been conclusive proof of evidence. To those in the know, there was nothing like the world of strange species and supernatural powers that would befit the ancient ‘Glorious Imperium’ name.

“Actually, I wanted to ask…” Hao Ren looked at Vivian curiously. “…in theory, you’re supposedly one of the oldest unusual creatures still existing on Earth. Are you sure you don’t remember anything about The Plane of Dreams?”

“Not a thing.” Vivian forced a smile as she shook her head. She was helpless when it came to her early memories. “The earliest memory I have is of a long and chaotic dream—a condition where every one in the Blood Clan would experience after a long period of sleep. And it seems I slept for a very long time. I woke up inside a cave on a mountain range, wearing a very strange and old piece of garment. Then, I saw a primitive tribe having a bizarre ritual just outside of the cave as if they saw me as their god of protection… That’s all I can recall. But, it’s obvious that I’ve been living for a long time on Earth even before that moment at the cave and been in contact with other unusual creatures. The garment on me was way ahead of its time. Humans were still clad in leaves and animal skins while I was clad in an attire made by a half-sheep, half-human tailor.”

Then Vivian sighed. “Don’t count on me. My memory’s worse than Lily’s.”

Nangong Sanba and Nangong Wuyue had a lot to say to each other as if they had not seen each other for a long time. While at times, the siren maiden was violent towards her brother, their relationship was in fact not as bad. She nagged him, reminding him to take care while being out there; it was out of love and concern more than anything else. Lily, still gnawing on a frozen bone, overheard the two’s conversation. She shoved a plate of food towards Nangong Sanba. “Eat, eat…”

“I’ll reheat the food,” said Vivian before she wheeled and walked towards the table. “I’m still hungry.”

It was a bumpy lunch. It was some time past one in the afternoon. Everyone gathered around the table. Hao Ren placed his hand on the cold tail of the little mermaid, trying to quicken the defrosting process. Nangong Sanba took out pieces of paper under his coat. “Actually, the main purpose I came here today is to pass you these. You may need them.”

Hao Ren took them. They were information and photos of people.

“This is…”

Nangong Sanba smiled. “North China is where demon hunters usually reside. The assigned region of each person, their cyclical patrol patterns, rendezvous points, the combat styles of some whom I have frequent contact with and their likes and dislikes are all in there. Although it’s not comprehensive—it doesn’t include their movements as humans and it’s only limited to the veteran demon hunters because anything related to the lower ranks was too scattered and too difficult to collect—it might be useful.”

“My god!” Hao Ren immediately kept the information. “This is damn good intel.”

“Aren’t you feeling a bit of guilt, selling out your ‘teammates’?” Vivian gazed at Nangong Sanba in disbelief. “You’re still a demon hunter after all.”

“I doubt they’ll treat me as their teammate if they know who I really am.” Nangong Sanba was unperturbed. “I know all too well their spirit of extremism; compared to other barbaric but more compassionate creatures, demon hunters are more dangerous. I have to protect my sister from them. And I’m used to collecting intel on the local demon hunter and passing it to her. I’d be happy to give it to you too. I don’t care about them. All I care about is my sister’s safety.”

This guy was a control freak, Hao Ren thought. But, he did not say anything. After all, it was none of his business. As he nodded his head, a question came to mind. “Do you have any information about their major movement?”

“What do you mean by major movement?”