How Can You Be a Demon Hunter Without Money?

In this steam age where science and the supernatural intertwine, Li Ang transmigrated here penniless.

The locals saw him as an outsider, the city constables viewed him as an illegal immigrant, and unable to find work, Li Ang could only scrape by using a demon hunter's ID card he'd picked up.

Fortunately, his left eye possessed a unique, uncanny vision. He alone could see the hidden hints attached to all things!

When the Church's clergy combed through ancient texts in search of information, hoping to deduce a demon's weaknesses,

Li Ang only had to take a few more looks.

[Pierce the target's kidney.]

When other demon hunters slew demons, they still had to hold their breath and concentrate, afraid that the slightest mistake would destroy a precious "magic organ."

One glance was all it took for Li Ang to get a helpful pointer.

[Cut along the dotted line!]

At the auction house, old nobles, clergy, demon hunters, and financial magnates were still arguing heatedly over an "artificial magic tool," while Li Ang had already made a fortune by following the hints and snapping up bargains.

When he looked back again, the outsider and illegal immigrant of the past had become renowned as the Legendary Demon Hunter, Enemy of Heaven, Friend of Witches, and, according to widespread rumor, the Demon King's gestational father!

Until that day, at the rift where the demon realm and human world met, the branches of the Kabbalah Tree of Life appeared from the chaotic void.

Li Ang alone stepped forward. As all manifestations fell silent and perished, he reached out and plucked the fruit symbolizing wisdom.

"As above, so below."