I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Ous described the appearance of the patriarch to the black mist lion.

The black mist lion's eyes flashed, and it sneered, "I don't know any humans! Any human who dares to trespass on our territory will only become our meal!"

"Look at us now, who's more likely to end up in the other's belly?" Jingyang grinned at it. "You won't answer this question, and you won't answer that question either. What use are you then?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Di raised her hand to summon the bulging-eyed fish and take out all the cooking utensils... but Jing Yang quickly stopped her with a look.

I really want to eat it!

To be fair, this thing can actually speak. Jingyang isn't at Vegeta's level of loving meat, so he simply couldn't bring himself to eat it.

“Ou Si, turn your head and look away,” Jing Yang said.

Ousi was somewhat surprised, but still turned around and walked away a distance.

Jingyang rubbed his fingers together, and a flying star bubble flew out from between his fingers.

The Black Mist Lion was pinned under Jing Yang's foot, its head twisted to the side with its face pressed against the ground, unable to see what this strange human was going to do to it... But soon, the hateful human's foot that was pressing on it suddenly moved away. Without thinking, the Black Mist Lion, despite the excruciating pain all over its body, leaped up from the ground and, with a ferocity it had never shown before, aimed at the human boy's neck and viciously bit down.

Jing Yang stood still, not intending to dodge, and simply said, "Lie down."

The black mist lion's attack and biting momentum came to an abrupt halt, as if it had completely submitted to Jing Yang's command, and it plopped down on the ground.

Ok? !

The black-mist lion was stunned. It struggled desperately, but its body was like a dead body, completely unresponsive to its own commands. Like a lump of dead flesh, it lay obediently on the ground, refusing to move.

"Stand still."

Then it heard the human say this.

Then it was horrified to discover that its body had obediently gotten up from the ground and stood properly in front of the human boy... Was this my body or his body?!

Ousi had already turned back. He was surprised to see such a scene and understood why Zhen Yuanzi had asked him to turn away earlier.

This is clearly a Manipulation-type Nen ability.

Ou Si was even somewhat relieved that he hadn't witnessed Zhen Yuanzi using this unknown manipulation-type Nen ability... We weren't very familiar with each other, and if I had accidentally seen such an important ability of yours, I would have felt like I had taken advantage of you for nothing, and I would have felt guilty.

“If you won’t talk, someone else will,” Jing Yang said to the black mist lion standing at attention in front of him. “I now order you to go home, pretend nothing happened, kill seven of your own kind, and then capture seven more to bring to me.” He stroked his chin. “If you won’t talk, surely someone among them will?”

The black-mist lion was stunned on the spot, its mane standing on end in anger, and it roared, "You! Despicable human! You are shameless!!"

Despite its frantic outbursts, it turned around without hesitation and headed towards the direction where its clan lived.

"Despicable! Shameless! Hateful humans! I'll talk! I'll talk, please let me stop!!!"

Chapter 166 What Return Scroll?

Beneath the tree, the Black Mist Lion was not bound, but it was unable to move under the control and restraint of the Star Mark.

It struggled in vain, glanced at its companion with its severed arm lying in a pool of blood, and answered the humans' questions with suppressed anger.

"Stop making that face, acting like you're the victim." Jing Yang tossed a pebble into the black mist lion's head, making a loud thud—it sounded like a good hit. "You haven't forgotten, have you? You were the ones who inexplicably pounced on us first, have you?"

The Black Mist Lion retorted, "Nonsense! It was clearly you who trespassed into our territory first!"

"What the hell is this 'your territory'? Who approved this land for you?" Jing Yang threw another stone at him, raising his chin as he asked, "The official government of the Minbo Republic? How many years did they approve it for? Who signed the document? Where does the border go? I don't see any boundary markers. Show me the property certificate!"

“This guy is a professional hunter from the Hunter Association. Ever heard of a professional hunter?” Jing Yang pointed at Ao Si. “With V5 special permission, he can act first and ask for permission later. With a hunter’s license in hand, he can travel freely, not just in this small, desolate mountain, but even in the world’s largest countries!”

Ou Si remained calm on the surface, but was speechless inside. This kid was using other people's identities to scare people; he really didn't know his place.

The Black Mist Lion was seething with anger, but all it could do was fume. Its body felt paralyzed, completely out of its control. It said impatiently, "Despicable humans, I can't argue with you. Ask me what you want to ask!"

Jingyang said, "Xiaodi, drag that away, somewhere far away, let's ask together."

"Oh." Little Drop nodded, walked over as if carrying a garbage bag, dragged the other black mist lion with one hand, and picked up its severed arm with the other and left.

Ou Si glanced at Jing Yang and Xiao Di, who had left for another place.

Ignoring the fury in the eyes of the black mist lion before him, Jing Yang tossed the pebble in his hand and asked, "First, the first question—what's your name? And what was the name of the one who was just dragged away?"

“Ryan,” the black-furnace lion said through gritted teeth, his breath hot from its nostrils, “his name is Rand.”

Snapped!

A stone hit him.

“I’m telling the truth!” the Black Mist Lion Ryan roared.

“Oh, it just happened to be there,” Jingyang said. By observing the moon mark on his finger and the progress of Xiaodi’s interrogation, the testimonies were consistent, confirming that the two black mist lions did indeed have that name.

“Let’s assume you’re telling the truth, Rand.” Jing Yang bent down, picked up a stone, and casually crushed it into many small pieces.

"I am Ryan!"

"What's that hanging around your neck?" Jingyang picked up one of the pebbles.

“I don’t know,” Ryan said.

Jingyang pressed down on the pebble with his finger and aimed at the black mist lion in front of him.

“I really don’t know what this thing is called!” Ryan exclaimed.

"You call us despicable, but you're quite cunning yourself." Jing Yang flicked a pebble, "You know what I'm asking about: what exactly is this thing's power? Does every one of you Black Mist Lions wear it? And where did it come from? Who gave it to you? Don't tell me this thing is something you Black Mist Lions excreted from your stomach during your once-in-a-lifetime Core Formation..."

Ryan the black mist lion was stunned. He couldn't turn his head, but out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the pebble that the human had just flicked had grazed his face and blasted a hole in the tree trunk behind his head with a "bang".

Wood chips flew everywhere...

Ryan composed himself and said, "Yes, every member of our clan has one. As for how we got it, I really don't know!"

Is this a standard item for the Black Mist Lion clan?

So luxurious?

"What is a temple?" Jing Yang picked up another pebble, this time aiming it at the head of the black mist lion.

Ryan broke out in a cold sweat.

How could he know about the temple!

Could it have been that bastard Rand who spilled the beans? But Rand was taken to another place, how could this human know immediately? Do they have some kind of long-distance communication method?

Even Ou Si was surprised, let alone him.

"Perhaps this is the same method that allows Zhen Yuanzi to locate Kurapika from a distance!" Ou Si pondered to himself. "Zhen Yuanzi and his companions have a special way of communicating."

Ryan knew he couldn't hide anything from this cunning, despicable, shameless, and hateful human boy, so he could only say helplessly, "Since it's called a temple, it's obviously a place where gods are worshipped! The only function of our pendant is that it allows us to return to the temple at any time in case of danger; it's really useless! As for where it came from..."

After a pause, Ryan continued, "Whenever a member of the tribe reaches adulthood and completes the hunting test, they receive this pendant as a gift from the Great Elder, signifying that they have become a warrior capable of standing alone. As for how the Great Elder made the pendant, I truly have no idea! It's true! If you don't believe me, just ask Rand!"

"...If you don't believe me, just ask Ryan!" another black mist lion shouted at Little Drop.

What return scroll?!

Jing Yang's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he was furious, thinking, "Aren't these too many elements?"

Ous then asked, "Since you say that this pendant was a gift from your Grand Elder after you passed the test upon reaching adulthood, then... why would humans have it?"

He described the cult leader's appearance again, "I have no mistake. His pendant is exactly the same as the one you are wearing around your necks. Not only does it look exactly the same, but even the scene of activating the power at the end is exactly the same. That bastard took our friend away, and we came here to find him and rescue our friend."

“I hope you will answer honestly.” Ousi stared intently at the black mist lion Ryan, his aura fluctuating as his emotions surged.

Ryan remained silent for an even longer time this time. Just as he was about to answer, Jing Yang suddenly realized, "Oh, so he's a human raised by you lions. After all that, he's just a wolf child!"

How could that bastard Rand explain himself so readily?!

How come you're faster than me?

Ryan was practically spitting blood. He wished he could go back ten or twenty minutes and sincerely advise this human boy to stop torturing him and just take that idiot Rand away and ask him anything. He would confess everything without any trouble.

“Ryan, take them to see the Grand Elder.”

Just then, Rand walked over from the other side.

Ryan looked over and froze. Both of Rand's arms were perfectly fine; hadn't one been cut off by that woman?!

“I think he’s right.” Jingyang extended his hand to Ryan. “We’re here to rescue people; we’re good people. What do you think?”

Ryan hesitated for a moment, glancing at the carefree Rand and then at the human hand reaching out to him. Suddenly, he realized that he could feel his body again and move on his own.

With a slap, Ryan slapped Jingyang's hand away and stood up on his own.

"Come with me." He left first, and as he passed Rand, he punched him away.

Rand rolled over and got up, yelling, "Why did you hit me? Stop!"

"Let's go." Jing Yang waved his hand, hooked the backpack on the ground with his toe, and led Xiao Di to follow the two lion-headed, human-bodied monsters that were fighting and arguing with each other.

Despite his words, Jing Yang hadn't removed the stars from their bodies yet. After all, he was going with them to the territory of the magical beasts, so it was best to be careful.

As for the star mark on the other monster, it was naturally added by Jing Yang after he possessed Xiao Di.

Since there's no intention to kill the other party, and we'll be scouting their territory later, it's better to do a good deed, mark them with a star, heal their severed arm, and gain another "hostage"—a win-win situation.

Oushi looked left and right, feeling rather superfluous, but since he had already followed along, he couldn't rest easy without seeing Kurapika, so he followed after him.

It was completely dark.

……

Deep in the Kamwal Mountains, a house was built halfway up the mountain. Several lion-headed, human-bodied monsters came and went, some yawning at the distant starry night sky, others preparing their prey.

The two black mist lions leading the way ignored their fellow creatures and continued forward with Jingyang and the other two.

"Isn't it them?" Little Drop asked in confusion.

Jingyang also looked towards the mountainside. The black mist lions in front of the houses, which looked much the same to him, had already noticed them passing by and were looking at them with some doubt and vigilance.

They also wore similar small jade Buddha pendants around their necks.

Jing Yang and the professional hunter Ou Si looked at each other in bewilderment.

The small jade Buddha artifact with special teleportation capabilities is actually mass-produced and distributed... Although the complexity of the underlying principles is still unclear, it's hard to say whether even the Hunter Association could pull off something like this, given that Oushi is an association member. Of course, it might also be due to his lack of seniority, limited access to the association's core circle, and limited experience.

Ryan and Rand pounded their chests with their fists, and the black mist lions halfway up the mountain did the same, nodding to each other.

Ryan said, "Do you humans all live in the same house and on the same street? This entire mountain range is my tribe's territory. Of course, the people are scattered and can choose where to live. They can live wherever they want. Who would meddle?"

“Didn’t the Grand Elder say that we should change things and learn from humans, and try to live together as much as possible?” Rand said from the side. “That would make it easier for him to count the population, otherwise he might miss the little ones who should receive the pendants.”

"Would you die if you didn't talk?" Ryan cursed, really wanting to tear this idiot's mouth off with his claws.