Hunter x Hunter: The Zoldyck Family's Legendary Item Master

A surge of energy emanated from him, spreading outwards in all directions, with large veins twisting and turning like writhing dragons.

Noticing this, Joyce Mattei's gaze sharpened, and he spoke, a rare occurrence: "A clone that seems to be a materialization technique, a shadow binding technique that seems to be a manipulation technique, and now it's starting to unleash its power like an enhancement technique."

Mr. Horse Pee glanced at Sean's Sharingan and suddenly realized, "It seems you must be one of the Seven Beauties, the Kurta Clan."

“Perfect!” Joyce Mattei unbuttoned his shirt, took off his suit jacket, tossed it aside, and chuckled in a low, suppressed voice, “His Highness has long been interested in your red eyes. Today, we’ll use your eyes to offset the unfulfilled quota!”

Special Ability – Scarlet Eyes: With Scarlet Eyes activated, he can utilize abilities from the other five elements. This explains why the boy before him can use Conjuration, Manipulation, and even Enhancement abilities.

However, "Your imagination is quite vivid. Unfortunately, as a dog, you're just like your master, Celidone—a mere egg!"

Sean's black hair flew wildly upside down as he stretched his neck, and his joints cracked like popping beans, a truly breathtaking sight!

Thinking about the Red-Eyed Prince? Upon hearing Joyce's address of "Your Highness," Sean immediately understood that the so-called kidnapping was nothing more than satisfying the perverted fetish of that vile fourth prince!

"You know His Highness?"

Joyce was startled, frowned and stared at Sean, saying in a sinister tone, "Since you know His Highness's name and still insult him so recklessly, then it's only reasonable for me to send you to your death, isn't it?"

"Oh~" Sean chuckled coldly, "Getting impatient already?"

"I don't think I'm wrong. An egg in a pot, an egg in a pot, whether it's Celidonich or Benjamin, aren't they all eggs?"

With a heavy stomp of his feet, "Boom!" the ground shattered in a spiderweb pattern. Before he could finish speaking, Sean struck first, appearing beside Joyce in a flash. With a move called "Snake Life," which was wrapped in surging psychic power, he grabbed Joyce by the neck and slashed her neck!

The serpent flicked its tongue, slithering out, its hand blade gleaming with a chilling light. Joyce Matt was startled; he hadn't expected Sean's speed to reach near the double limit after that strange burst of energy! Truly unexpected!

With a beautiful bridge jump, Mr. Horse lowered his center of gravity and effortlessly avoided the slash!

"Heh heh. What a pity. If it were a little faster, it would be perfect." In the cabin behind the mountain, Netero saw it clearly. It was the first time he had ever seen Sean open the Eight Gates. He glanced at Jag and said, "This must be the secret that Sean was able to snatch the bell from Silva."

Jag smiled and nodded: "The Eight Gates Formation combined with the Shadow Imitation Technique caught Silva off guard, giving Sean an opportunity."

"What do you mean by 'a momentary lapse in attention,' Jag? Don't defend him." Maha curled his lip. "In the end, isn't it just that Silva himself is useless?"

"You can't blame anyone else."

"Oh ho ho ho~" Netero laughed mischievously, "You can't say that. Looking across the entire continent, only you, old man, dare to talk about Silva like that."

“Yes, Father.” Jag gave Maha a speechless look: “The child is grown up, we should give him some face.”

"Hmph~" Maha snorted coldly, rubbed the temple of his glasses, turned his gaze to the battlefield, and stopped talking.

Despite his initial attempt to kill Joyce with snakes failing, Sean was not discouraged. He then kicked Joyce Matte with equal speed. Given that Joyce Matte was a confidant of Celidonich and was specifically sent to Meteor Street to do some shady things for him, he was not jealous!

He retaliated with a whip kick, aiming for Sean!

"Boom!"

"Sizzle~" The two legs collided, and the energies rubbed together, producing a grating, ear-piercing sound that made one's teeth ache.

Even though Ziva Nian had left the battlefield, he still had to use his internal energy to protect his eardrums.

They stared intently at the battle, not daring to blink.

Chapter 65: The bewildered Silva X The speeding Sean

"Bang~ Bang~ Bang."

Fists and kicks clashed violently between the two dark figures. The speed was so fast that even surveillance glasses couldn't capture it!

One is someone who has opened all eight gates and is unparalleled in the double realm; the other is a genuine double realm.

In the blink of an eye, Sean was locked in a head-on confrontation with Joyce Matte, and they had clashed no less than a hundred times!

Both men sustained numerous injuries, and after exchanging a punch, they created distance between themselves!

“Impressive. It would be a shame to kill you.” Slightly panting, Joyce Mattei rubbed his swollen hand and squinted at Sean, saying, “Young man, state your name. After you die, I won’t mind erecting a monument for you.”

"Huff...huff..." Sean braced himself on his knees, panting heavily. He was expending far more energy than Joyce Matte, which was why Joyce Matte was so certain that he would die.

"I, the Zoldyck, never change my name or surname. Remember, my name is Illumi Zoldyck!" Taking advantage of these precious few seconds, Sean rested for a moment, straightened his back, and gave himself a thumbs up.

Joyce Mattei was taken aback and blurted out, "You're not from the Kurta tribe? You're one of the Zoldyck?"

“Are there any other Zoldycks in the world?” Sean sneered. “Please be serious, Mr. Horsepiss.”

"Don't let my appearance fool you. Without using Nen abilities, killing me with just your bare hands and feet would be quite difficult."

"Do you think I don't want to use it?" Joyce Matte gave Sean a deep look. Just now, when he learned his "real name," his expression was unpredictable, as changeable as the weather in June.

He suddenly dispersed his thoughts, picked up his suit jacket from the ground, shook it, and said with a gloomy expression, "Let's not fight anymore, young man. I'll pretend that nothing happened today."

Sean paused, giving Joyce Matte a strange look. He hadn't expected the Zoldyck family's reputation to be so effective, and for some reason, he felt a little amused. He figured even the old men hiding behind the curtain hadn't anticipated this.

Sean glanced at Ziponian, seemingly able to see the astonished expressions on the old men's faces, and continued to maintain his Eight Gates stance, not truly relaxing. He could leave, and Ziponian could leave, but taking those poor girls with him would be difficult.

Sure enough, before Sean could speak, Joyce Mattey gave him a cold glance and said, "Don't even think about taking my shipment, or else..."

Even at the risk of offending the Zoldyck family, I will get serious and kill you right here!

"Ouch, that's terrifying," Sean picked at his ear. "Ziponian, what do you suggest we do?"

With one arm in a sling, Ziponian glanced at Joyce Mattei, then used his free hand to bow to Sean, saying, "I'll do as you say, young master."

"Oh~" Sean nodded without surprise: "Then I'll trouble you. Let's go."

"What?! Is this kid really just going to leave those little girls alone?"

In the small cabin on the back mountain, Netero frowned as he watched Sean dispel the Eight Gates Formation, leap onto the motorcycle that Zibo Nian had transformed into, and not even glance back. How cold-blooded!

"Hey~ what's wrong?" Maha rolled his eyes at Netero: "You can't beat them, so why are you rushing in to your death?"

"Do you think the old man's grandson is like your stupid son, lacking a bit of common sense?"

“He still has the strength left.” Netero raised an eyebrow, a hint of anger in his voice. Whether it was because of Sean or his son being scolded, he glared at Maha and said, “Besides, Silva is here too, so we shouldn’t give up so early!”

"You're talking complete nonsense!" Anyone can see from God's perspective. Maha tapped the armrest: "The problem is, the brat was completely clueless. No one notified him, and no one told him in advance. How did he know Silva was there?"

“Father is right.” Jag, unusually, sided with Mah, glanced at Netero and said, “Aro, Sean was unaware of the situation and chose to save his life, which is understandable. It’s just a bit of a pity that we didn’t see his other trump cards.”

"So stop arguing. You said yourself that with Silva there, he definitely won't let anything happen to those girls."

"That makes sense. My dear father, son, I've been beaten up like this, and you're still sneaking around watching? That's a bit much, isn't it?" Slamming on the gas, Sean glanced southwest. His words trailed off—

Netero, Jag, Maha: "."

Qi Qi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched his old face. Damn it, he really got slapped by this brat from a distance!

"How could old man Feng forget this?" Maha exclaimed. "Wherever there's wind, there's Sean's little spy repair shop. It can't hide anything from that brat!"

"I reckon he already knew Silva was lying in ambush there from the very beginning!"

The saying "old people become wiser" is no exaggeration. In the southwest corner of the abandoned repair shop, Silva, with his white hair, was lying quietly when he was suddenly called out.

He paused for a moment, then, meeting Sean's gaze, emerged from behind a small pile of discarded parts.

Upon seeing him, Joyce Matte turned tail and ran, abandoning his "goods" without hesitation!

Unfortunately, a psychic bullet, launched after him, arrived much faster than he could run, instantly catching up to him and tearing a hole in his right Achilles tendon!

“My son said you beat him badly, and you’re in such a hurry to leave without even a word of apology. Isn’t that a bit much?”

"Silva Zoldyck! Do you intend to become an enemy of the Kingdom of Kakin?" Tough enough! Joyce Mattei, enduring excruciating pain, glared at Silva.

Silva grunted, "I wouldn't dare."

"But my old man dares to."

Suddenly, he accelerated, drew his hand, and with a swift chop, severed Joyce Matt's head in a shocking "snake-like" motion!

"Sss!" Blood spurted out, splashing at Sean's feet. A six-pointed star flashed in the boy's right pupil, and he grinned, giving Silva a thumbs-up: "As expected of you, Daddy!"

In his heart, he had already secretly instructed the sage to assess him while Silva was making his move.

[Instructions: Sample data collection complete]

[Target: Silva Zoldyck]

[Current Nen ability level: Unknown.]

As expected! Being able to defeat Ma Niu in two moves means that Dosan's Nen ability is at least at the triple limit!

Even—fourfold!

Sean's eyes flickered. As he drew closer, he saw that Silva, carrying Joyce's severed head, was already in front of him in an instant. He looked at him strangely and asked, "How did you find me?"

To avoid being discovered by Joyce, he had concealed his aura using [Absolute] from the start, but even so, he couldn't escape Sean's senses. "You brat, you've made your father feel like a failure!"

Silva stared intently at Sean, released the clutch, stepped on the gas, and sped off on his motorcycle.

"Haha~ Do you think I'd be stupid enough to tell you, Do-san?"

"After all, we are future rivals!"

Three years will pass quickly.

Chapter 66 Farewell to Spider X Humanity's Supreme Longing

"Three years. I'll be waiting for you."

Silva watched Sean leave, then grinned as well: "I hope you can give me a truly exhilarating battle!"

With a slight sway, the current head of the Zoldyck family stumbled and disappeared from the spot.

The world fell silent instantly, with only the roar of the motorcycles fading into the distance.

"Om~"

Riding his motorcycle through Meteor City, amidst the envious gazes of the "Abandoned People," Sean headed straight for the ferry to catch his airship.

Having been a monk for two days, Sean dared not forget his promise to the old man at four in the morning. Of course, more importantly—

We need to catch up on the comic's progress as soon as possible!

After all, whether it's body tempering, unlocking the "wind" trait, or refining Nen abilities, he needs a lot of reader feedback points, so there's no extra time for him to waste.

"Young Master, aren't you going to say goodbye?"

Noticing that this was not the direction to the church, Ziponian's eyes, which had turned into headlights, blinked as he glanced back.

Sean bent over, letting the strong wind blow his hair back, and said expressionlessly, "No time."

Snakes have their paths, rats have their ways. Whether it's Kuroro, Uvogin, or even Salazar, "I'm ultimately not familiar with them."