I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

"Like you trust Jingyang?" Xiaodi suddenly asked.

"Oh, not really," Jingyang said.

The two sat side by side.

In almost a year, Jingyang progressed rapidly from 0 years old to twelve or thirteen, a remarkable achievement that once saw him almost catch up with 15-year-old Xiaodi. However, Xiaodi, who was genuinely over 15 and almost 16, was in the rapid development stage of puberty, and her height had unknowingly surpassed Xiaodi's...

"Little Di, don't you feel like you can see things more clearly and farther away?"

"seems like it……"

"Could this be the true function of the word 'god'?"

"seems like it."

"Tell me about Old Wei, he's a perfectly normal person, why does he have to keep leaving riddles for people to guess? Isn't he annoying?"

As Jingyang muttered to himself, he dragged Kurapika and Shizuku away.

The little gray rock finch flew down to the ground, hopping around a few times, tilting its head to examine the characters for "god" on the ground. On its gray wings, the faint phantom of an eight-armed, jet-black creature could be seen.

"Jiji!"

The rock sparrow pawed at the ground, shoveling away all the "god" characters, then flapped its wings and took flight, catching up with the three people who had left the park.

……

Kurapika opened his eyes groggily. This time, it wasn't the hospital ceiling, and there were no beeping medical instruments in his ears.

"You're awake." But the same voice came through, "The surgery went smoothly. We changed some things for you. If you have any questions, you can call this number."

"..." Kurapika stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, speechless. This must be a hotel or inn. "The same joke doesn't get funny the second time."

Jing Yang exclaimed in surprise, "This isn't the same joke either, it's a sequel!"

Kurapika sat up, rubbed his head, and thought, "Shizuku really went all out, and quite hard."

Someone as intelligent as him would naturally realize why Xiao Di would knock him unconscious when he was excited.

"But, if Little Drop knocks me out, doesn't that count as attacking a companion?"

Xiao Di just happened to push the door open and come in.

Jingyang asked, "What was the second rule again?"

Kurapika said, "Among comrades, we should help each other, not interfere with each other, and not betray each other..."

"You see, so she's helping you, not attacking you," Jingyang said with a smile. "Feeling better?"

“No.” Kurapika looked at Shizuku, who was sitting quietly to the side of Jingyang as if nothing had happened. “I still want to know about Meteor City. Many people say that the Phantom Troupe comes from Meteor City.”

Xiao Di said, "That's what I heard too."

Kurapika didn't quite understand.

Jing Yang added, "Although Meteor City is called a street, don't really think of it as just a small street. It should actually be called the 'Meteor City Autonomous Country.' Do you think that just because a gang of thieves comes from a small country, all the residents of that country will necessarily know a lot about them?"

“I understand what you mean…” Kurapika sighed. “I’m sorry.”

Jing Yang said, "Don't lose your rhythm. Right now, your priority should be Red Eyes, improving your strength is secondary, and revenge is the least important."

Kurapika nodded.

"If you've figured it out, why don't you get out of bed and continue your cultivation?" Jing Yang said. "There's still about a week left until the gangster wedding, and at least two pairs of Red Eyes are waiting for you to retrieve them. You don't want to miss this hard-won opportunity because you're not strong enough, do you?"

"I understand." Kurapika threw back the covers and got out of bed.

“Your direct combat ability is still somewhat weak, and I would like to ask your clever little brain to help me devise a new ability that I want to develop.” Jing Yang clenched his fist, and a ball of Nen shot out from his palm, hovering stably half a meter above. “How can I exchange positions with Nen released outside my body? Ideally, it would be the kind that allows me to exchange positions with Nen a kilometer away…”

After all, Kurapika is currently the only one among them who has the experience of time travel.

Although Kurapika was the one who was forcibly teleported...

……

A city, a building.

Inside and outside the building, in every corner of every corridor, people in black suits were patrolling and standing guard.

A group of new men in black suits approached from around the corner, led by a middle-aged man with slicked-back gray hair. His face was grim as he led the group towards the room at the end of the corridor. The sound of their black leather shoes walking together gave the impression of an army, despite there being only about ten people.

"Sharp Sheep, you take the others outside. Purple Ape, you come in with me." After the middle-aged man with gray slicked-back hair finished speaking, the others dispersed into two lines.

Seeing that the old man didn't push the door open, "Jing Ziyuan" realized what was happening and went forward to help push the door open—the room seemed a bit dark.

A huge oval conference table was set up with exactly ten chairs.

However, when "Jing Ziyuan" followed the middle-aged man with gray hair into the room and took his seat, there was still one empty chair.

These guys... are they the so-called "Ten Old Men"?

"Jing Ziyuan" casually glanced at the conference table. The other eight chairs were occupied by middle-aged or elderly men who looked to be around the same age, and behind each of them stood a burly man with surging spiritual energy. These were probably the members of the Ten Yin Beasts, the standard entourage of the Ten Elders—just like the "Ziyuan" he was currently possessing.

The names of the Yin Beasts are all related to animals.

The memorable monsters like porcupines and earthworms from the comic book story don't seem to have appeared.

Recalling that before entering the room, the leader of the Purple Apes had left another so-called "Sharp Sheep" outside... it seems that each of these ten elders has more than just one Nen user among their subordinates, the Yin Beast.

The title "Shadow Beast" is more like the strongest Nen user within the Ten Elders' gang. Otherwise, it would be ridiculous for a top-tier underworld gang leader to only have one Nen user under his command... In contrast, the underworld families of the Kakin Kingdom practically have all sorts of strange Nen users running around.

"You're late," said eight other middle-aged or elderly men who looked to be around the same age, their displeasure evident.

“There are others who will arrive later, what’s the rush?” The middle-aged man with slicked-back gray hair who brought Jing Yang in glanced at the last empty seat, checked his watch, and said, “I’ll only wait 10 minutes. If he comes, we’ll talk. If he doesn’t come, or doesn’t bring his things, then I think the last vacancy for the Ten Elders isn’t necessarily his only option. What do you all think?”

“We’ve been waiting for you for more than 10 minutes!” one of the ten old men complained.

Just then, the door was pushed open again, and a spirited middle-aged man in sunglasses walked in. "Were you all waiting for me? It's just to be an old man, you don't need to make such a big fuss..."

"Boss, wait a minute." Suddenly, the Yin Beast that had followed him in grabbed him.

"Yu Xiang, what's wrong?" The tenth old man, a middle-aged man in sunglasses, indeed stopped at the door.

The Yin Beast known as the Prison Elephant looked warily into the room, its gaze sweeping over the nine old men and the nine Yin Beasts at the conference table. It lingered on "Jing Zi Yuan" for a moment, its eyes filled with doubt.

Chapter 177 Everyone else, just die!

The words of the Yin Beast Prison Elephant made the already tense atmosphere in the meeting room even more strained.

The other nine old men and the Nine Yin Beast all looked towards the two people who had entered through the door.

"Jing Ziyuan" saw that the Yin beast called Yuxiang whispered something in the ear of the tenth old man. The latter nodded slightly, then smiled at everyone and said, "Hehe, sorry, his little trick suddenly failed, so he was a bit nervous and overreacted. Let's continue."

He strode to the last empty seat at the oval conference table and sat down. Yu Xiang stood behind him with a stern face, but his eyes remained wary, suspiciously observing the nine old men seated and the nine Yin Beasts standing.

“As you all know, these Yin Beasts, just like those hunters, possess some peculiar abilities.” The tenth old man took out a cigar, lit it, crossed his legs, and chuckled. “I don’t know much about these professional matters either. Do you know why he’s nervous?” He exhaled a puff of smoke and sharply scanned the other nine Yin Beasts.

"Your own men have problems, and you come to us for advice?"

"Don't be too arrogant, Claudi. You haven't even warmed your seat in the Ten Elders' position yet, and you're already showing off. You might not end up well."

Among the other nine old men, some made sarcastic remarks.

Claudi removed his sunglasses, pointed a cigar at one of the old men who had just made the sarcastic remark, and said, "Excuse me, have I seen this short, sinister beast behind you before? He looks a bit unfamiliar!"

The other party was a tall, thin, bald old man. Upon hearing this, he narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Kid, how many times have you seen the Ten Yin Beasts? The Ten Yin Beasts have come and gone, changed countless times, and how many have you actually seen? What's the name of the one behind you that you brought out from your gang again, Prison Elephant? Hehehe, so impatient that you've already renamed your bodyguard after the Ten Yin Beasts?"

"Jing Ziyuan" looked at the so-called Yin Beast behind the tall, thin, bald old man.

She was indeed short. She wore a purple knitted hat and sunglasses. Judging from her profile and figure, she was unsurprisingly a woman.

The small Shadow Beast didn't react much to Claudi calling out its name.

The tall, thin, bald old man's eyes twitched slightly. Suddenly, he clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the table. "Alright, if it's useless, save it. I flew all the way from several continents here, not to waste my time on these trivial matters. Claudi, you said you had clues about that thing, which is why we spoke up for you and gave you the opportunity to fill the vacancy of the Ten Elders. That's how you rose to the top. You haven't forgotten, have you?"

Claudi smiled slightly. "It's not a clue, it's something I've already found. And now, it's in my hands."

The bald, expert old man trembled, bloodshot veins appearing at the corners of his eyes. He said urgently, "Then hurry up and take it out!"

What is it that's causing such a rush?

Jing Ziyuan was puzzled. The Ten Elders who stood at the pinnacle of the underground world, were they really like this?

During this week, Jingyang and the other two practiced diligently and made progress.

Of the three, Kyou's Nen level increased the slowest, followed by Kojima's. Kurapika's base Nen level was the lowest, so he experienced the greatest increase.

Jingyang's current total Qi is approximately 24,000.

The droplet barely reached 2 energy.

Kurapika has been training for about half a year now. He is already quite talented. Even while taking into account the complex Nen ability of the Dolphin Bookshelf, he has still managed to hone his total Nen to about 1 Ki. This is only his Nen in his normal state. Once he enters the Scarlet Eyes rage mode, depending on the intensity of his emotional fluctuations, his Nen will double directly, increasing to between 2 and 3 Ki.

In other words, in a state of extreme anger, Kurapika's total Nen will directly surpass that of Keiya.

It has to be said, the advantage of bloodline is truly amazing.

Just like those even more unreasonable chimeric ants, their innate mental capacity far exceeds the average level. Ants with tens of thousands of mental capacity are running all over the place. The three guards are estimated to each have tens of thousands to millions of mental capacity. The ant king has never cultivated for a day. He was born invincible. His total mental capacity is at least two million, if not three million...

As for Jingyang himself, his Nen power growth slowed down, and the "Flying Thunder God Nen Ball" technique he wanted to develop was stuck in a bottleneck. He could not find the inspiration to switch positions with the Nen Ball.

Perhaps this is the normal way to develop Nen abilities.

Previously, the Nen abilities that Jingyang developed were either derivatives of his already proficient Manipulation system or simply pure Nen attacks. The only one with a slightly special mechanism was "Huabei Ball Throw and Catch," and this mechanism was not even in the same league as the concept of "space exchange."

Although many Nen abilities have the effect of "I think," even if it's a ridiculous ability, as long as you firmly believe in it, it might actually work. The problem is that Jingyang doesn't seem to be able to think, "I think space swapping is just... what's so difficult about that?" and so he gets stuck here.

Bored and restless, Jingyang remembered the time when he had asked Ziyuan to keep an eye out for the meeting of the Ten Elders, so he logged in at the exact time to take a stroll and check on the situation.

If I'm not mistaken, the last person to enter, the one who supposedly filled the vacancy of the tenth old man, is Claudi, the same mob boss who sent the wedding invitation to the wealthy man, Marco Met, whom Melody had been following. However, the one getting married isn't this Claudi, but rather the young master of his gang. The one with the human organ collection and the fiery eyes is probably that young master, not the Claudi in front of me.

The prison scene that followed Claudi in...

Why did he immediately sense something was wrong as soon as he entered the room?

Jingyang, being the one who felt something was wrong, couldn't help but be suspicious.

Since the other ten elders also said that Claudi, who had just arrived and become one of the ten elders, had not seen all of the Ten Yin Beasts, then there's no reason why the prison elephant following Claudi would notice something amiss just because it saw that the people present looked different from the Ten Yin Beasts it had seen before...

Jing Ziyuan's eyes narrowed as he quietly observed the group as they chatted and joked amongst themselves.

The ten old men were just ordinary old men, each with a sparse and ordinary aura, and a wisp of aura emanating from their heads like thin white smoke.

The Ten Yin Beasts probably had nothing to hide, so they made no attempt to conceal their abilities. The aura above their heads was concentrated and did not dissipate, and the size of the aura on their bodies exceeded that of ordinary people. It was clear that they did not maintain the "professionalism" of "Entanglement" at all times, but the aura on their bodies was not particularly loose, demonstrating their considerable theoretical strength among "amateur hunters".