I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Xiao Di, with her eyes activated by 'Concentration', clearly saw the increased proportion of energy in Jing Yang's hand. She slowly extended her hand, using the technique of 'Flow' to channel more energy into her palm, blocking Jing Yang's fist. "80%?" she asked after catching it.

“85%, wrong.” Jing Yang laughed. “So if this were a real fight, you would at least have injured your hand by now.”

Little Di stuck out her tongue.

She is a materialization type, while Jingyang is a manipulation type. Both of them are at the same distance from enhancement types, so there is no difference in effectiveness or disadvantage in close combat.

“Again,” Jingyang said. “You come and hit me.”

"Okay." Xiao Di slowly raised her leg, and about 70% of her spiritual energy flowed and gathered on her smooth, bare feet.

Jingyang saw through it with his "condensation" and raised his foot to gather 70% of his energy, which he then passed to Xiaodi, where their bare feet touched.

The girl's feet felt a little cold.

……

January 23, 9 p.m., City Park.

As night deepened, fewer and fewer people strolled in the park. Jingyang and Xiaodi enjoyed the cool night breeze, feeding the rock sparrows and two crows while discussing their experiences of cultivation.

……

January 25th, 8:1 AM, Room 2020 of the hotel.

Jingyang flicked his wrist and threw out a small ball of air. It landed on the carpet in an arc, rolled a few times, hit Xiaodi who was meditating cross-legged, and disappeared with a pop.

He plucked a strand of hair, infused it into a ball of energy, and pondered, "If only I could combine the projectile-type psychic projectiles with the manipulative-type star markers... Throw out a ball of energy, and it will mark the enemy directly upon impact. Wouldn't that make me invincible?"

……

May 26, 4:41 pm.

Exhausted and sprawled on the ground, Jingyang started playing on his phone to take a break.

A short while later, the sound of Xiao Di collapsing to the ground in exhaustion came from the side. "So fast?" Jing Yang glanced at the timer in surprise. "135 minutes exactly, 8100 units of energy."

He laughed and said, "Little Di, it seems I'll be able to surpass you soon."

Little Drop stuck out her tongue and said, "You're improving too fast. I'll be surpassed by you sooner or later."

……

On January 28th, at 5 PM, Jingyang and Xiaodi finished their daily practice early, changed their clothes, and went out together.

"What did you buy?" Xiao Di asked curiously, touching her half-dried hair.

Jingyang pressed his phone, "I haven't bought it yet. This thing I want has to be custom-made."

"What is it?" Little Drop asked, even more curious.

"You'll know when we get there," Jing Yang said with a smile.

Following the shop address found on their phones, the two quickly arrived at the bustling commercial street, chatting as they walked. Aside from the overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity and alienation due to the language and writing system, the city in the Hunter world felt remarkably similar to Jingyang's previous life on Earth, giving him a real sense of walking through the streets of a foreign country.

Jingyang led Xiaodi through several bustling streets and quickly found a large shopping mall building, then went inside.

Once inside the elevator, Xiao Di saw Jing Yang casually press the button for the 10th floor.

The elevator gradually increased in speed, and the number on the display screen jumped from 1 to 10 before coming to a steady stop.

"Ding……"

The elevator doors slowly opened, and stepping out, you would see a dazzling boutique with a prominent Batra Group logo.

"Welcome." The clerk greeted them with a perfectly timed smile, but couldn't help being surprised when she noticed the unusually young man and woman who approached the counter. Were these some wealthy young masters? Their attire didn't seem to suggest it…

“I made an appointment on your branch's website.” Jing Yang waved his phone. “I want to have a ring custom-made.”

"So it's a ring." Xiao Di finally cleared up her doubts along the way. "Is it for me? Jing Yang, you asked me what I liked before."

Jingyang said, "Of course it's for you."

Perhaps the young man was putting on a brave face... The counter clerk maintained her smile and was about to ask further when Jingyang added, "I'll give one to myself too. Um, there are 8 people left."

The saleswoman was instantly astonished. Eight more? These must be young masters from some wealthy family!

Xiao Di immediately understood: Jing Yang wanted to have a ring custom-made for each of the ten prospective members of the Xiao organization, the "Ten Heavenly Stems"...

After half a day of work, Jingyang chose a mixed metal ring design, made some modifications, and sketched a few lines. He requested that some text and patterns be added to both the inside and outside of the ring.

The inner surface features a uniform crescent-shaped pattern;

On the top and bottom of the outer surface, the bottom is engraved with the Chinese characters "甲、乙、丙、丁、戊、己、庚、辛、壬、癸" given by Jing Yang; on the top surface of the other side, the "甲" ring and the "乙" ring are engraved with their exclusive codes, while the "丙" to "癸" rings are left blank for the time being, since the members are not yet known, and the codes will be added later.

"Is that all the requirements?" The staff member noted down Jingyang's requirements one by one. "It is estimated that it will take 3 days to produce, so the earliest we can get the finished product is the 1st of next month..."

Jingyang said, "No problem."

"Well then, Mr. Tiandao, Ms. Doraemon, this is the deposit that needs to be paid first. Please take a look..."

After leaving the 10th floor, Xiao Di asked in the elevator with a puzzled look, "Why is my code name 'Doraemon'?"

"Why don't you ask me why I am 'the Way of Heaven'?" Jingyang asked, puzzled.

"Why is your code name 'Heavenly Path'?" Little Drop asked curiously, tilting her head.

“Because…” Jing Yang reached out and pressed the button for the first floor. He opened his palm and pointed it at the slowly closing elevator door, “How many floors do I have to carry a bag of rice up… Damn, that’s a bit awkward.” The elevator door closed tightly, and his last words quickly faded.

"Ding……"

The elevator doors opened on the first floor, and Jingyang stepped out, smiling at Xiaodi, and said, "Because you are 'Doraemon.' 'Doraemon,' doesn't that sound nice?"

"What is Doraemon...?"

"Doraemon, what was the first rule of our organization again?"

"Listen to the boss."

"So, that's the end of the topic."

"Okay."

"what's for dinner?"

"I saw a restaurant on the way here..."

It was rare for Xiao Di to find a restaurant that left a lasting impression, so Jing Yang followed her straight there. The neon lights on the commercial street after nightfall seemed even more dazzling than during the day.

Before entering the restaurant, Xiao Di suddenly said, "Someone is following us."

“I know.” Jingyang didn’t stop. “Let’s order first.”

Across the street behind them, a tall, thin figure wearing a hood and with his hands in his pockets watched Jingyang and Xiaodi enter the restaurant through the main entrance, disappearing from sight across the passing vehicles and crowds.

Above the tall, thin figure wearing a hood, a black crow perched on the traffic light stand, tilting its head as it observed him.

Chapter 54 Spider

Jingyang and Xiaodi chose a seat by the window and were eating when someone suddenly sat down in the empty seat next to them.

Xiao Di continued eating, but at the same time looked over curiously. If nothing unexpected happened, this was the person who had been following her and Jing Yang earlier. She didn't expect him to come up to her directly.

The tall, thin man raised his hand and lifted his hood, revealing a face that looked extremely malnourished, withered, sallow, and gaunt. He had heavy dark circles under his eyes, which were sunken in their sockets, and his pupils seemed to lack any vitality. Although he was sitting right next to Jing Yang and the others, he seemed to be looking somewhere else.

“My name is Ruiwan,” the tall, thin man said.

"...Brother, what are you talking about? Who are you?" Jing Yang had observed this person through the eyes of the crows outside, but he hadn't seen his face clearly under the hood. Now, turning his head to take a closer look, he immediately said, "This... Wan? You look terrible, like you're about to kill someone."

“Is that so… I knew it,” the tall, thin, sallow-faced man named Ruiwan said, his eyes darting around in his deep-set sockets as he looked at Jingyang. “People like you have very sharp intuition.”

Jing Yang examined the aura surrounding this person; it was clearly not of ordinary strength, and the aura naturally emanating from the top of the head was also much less than that of an ordinary person—this proved that the person had trained in 'Entanglement'. This was a Nen user.

Ruiwan stared intently at Jingyang and Xiaodi and said, "I recognized people like you at a glance... Why? Why do you allow those bastards who should have gone to hell to continue living when there are such capable people like you in this world?"

Xiao Di didn't react to what he said. Jing Yang continued listening.

"The Phantom Troupe took everything from me... They killed my family, my friends, even my neighbors..." Bloodshot veins appeared in Ruiwan's deep-set eyes. "Those heinous murderers have been at large for so many years... Why? Since there have always been experts like you in the world, why not eliminate them? As long as they live, there will always be people like me who suddenly lose everything..."

Looking at the man muttering to himself, Jing Yang thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about others, but I definitely can't beat them right now."

“I’m not willing to die,” he said.

"Don't you want to kill these villains?" Rui Wan stared with bloodshot eyes, as if questioning Jing Yang, or perhaps muttering to himself, "I must kill them... I must kill them..."

"Look at my lips." Jing Yang pointed to his mouth and said clearly, "I can't beat him."

"Why...why..." The distraught man was probably too deaf to listen to anything of value.

Jingyang shook his head, got up with Xiaodi, ordered a meal and had the waiter bring it to the table they had just been at. After paying the bill, he and Xiaodi left the restaurant.

……

On the way back, Shizuku suddenly said, "The people I wanted to find after leaving Meteor City are the Phantom Troupe."

"Hmm?" Jing Yang was using the three birds outside to observe whether the slightly delusional guy from before had continued to follow them. Only after confirming that he hadn't did he release the control. Hearing Xiao Di say this, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Oh, I know."

Xiao Di was very surprised and curious, "How did Jing Yang know?"

Jing Yang said, "The only thing that could make you so curious, wanting to travel the world to see the real person and find out the truth, is the Phantom Troupe, the superstar group from Meteor City, right?"

"Oh..." Shizuku nodded as if she understood, but quickly asked with a puzzled look, "Do many people already know that the Phantom Troupe comes from Meteor City?"

Jingyang spoke frankly: "Anyway, I know it. Whether others know it or not, I don't know."

"Oh, okay." Little Drop didn't ask any more questions.

Jingyang asked, "What are your thoughts on what happened just now?"

Xiao Di's expression didn't change much. "The Phantom Troupe killed so many people, it's normal for someone to want to kill them."

And so, the two walked and talked all the way back to their hotel, putting the little incident behind them.

Focus on practicing your skills!

……

Time continued to flow by, day after day...

很快来到1月31号，晚上6点55分，距离科斯莫机场10公里不到的一家短期酒店的4022房间里。

Xiao Di's energy became increasingly thin, and the strength of her "firmness" contracted repeatedly.

The timer ticked away.