I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

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"Have I grown taller?"

Jingyang looked down at his sleeves and rolled-up trouser legs... his clothes seemed to have suddenly become a little "shorter".

He stood in front of Tiger and Wild Wolf, compared the changes in eye level, and confirmed one thing: whenever a life died near him, whether it was a person or an animal, a strange aura would enter his heart... and when his heart accumulated this strange aura to the point that he could not bear it, he would faint, and his body would grow instantly as if it had been artificially matured!

Is this a good thing or a curse?

Chapter 7 Goodbye (Part 1)

In the darkness, the sea reflected the shimmering moonlight. "Jinglang" hid behind the window of the small cruise ship, its eerie green eyes silently watching the movements on the shore.

Suddenly, "Jinglang's" ears twitched forward. On the dim, deathly silent shore, faint footsteps echoed.

Through his wolf-like eyes, which could see in the dark, he spotted a dark figure approaching from the shore with slightly heavy steps. Inside the cabin, Jing Yang, who was currently troubled by his heart condition and a series of related problems, immediately realized what was happening. There was no time to think about future worries; the priority was the present.

The one who came is not good!

"Jinglang" darted back to its main body in a flash. Jingyang controlled the wolf to push and move a box large enough to serve as cover, and then had the wolf hide in the room diagonally opposite in the corridor, leaving the door slightly ajar, with only a narrow gap allowing the wolf to see through.

Then, Jingyang looked at the striped tiger and said, "Brother Tiger, in order to cooperate better, I have no choice but to offend you."

There was no fresh blood left, so he could only pluck a strand of hair to use. Jing Yang pinched the hair and reached for the tiger's belly—the tiger tilted its head, watching him with its large, watery eyes, offering no resistance whatsoever. Jing Yang was moved, and quickly left a small, rose-gold pentagram mark on the tiger's belly. He then hid behind a box, maneuvering the tiger into ambush while taking deep breaths and listening intently through his three pairs of ears for any sounds that might come from the cabin entrance.

Soon, a soft "thump" was heard. The wolf's ears and tiger's ears, which were hidden in different rooms, twitched.

Duh, duh...

The person's footsteps were very light... Did they stop?

He started walking again, but this time his steps were more cautious... Was he sure there were people on the ship?

Oh no, it must be because I forgot to clean up the pile of snacks I left behind...

"Who is it? Come out."

The intruder stepped into the ship's passageway, approaching slowly while threatening them.

Duh, duh, duh...

Jingyang leaned against the box, breathing calmly with his eyes closed. Through the crack in the door as Mu Se passed, a wolf's eye silently appeared. In the shadows, a striped tiger crouched low, poised to pounce…

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As night deepened, Jingyang leaned against the tiger lying on its back and briefly reviewed everything that had happened in such a short time. He had to admit that his first serious battle was won by sheer luck.

If that guy who came had even the slightest bit more aura, I would very likely have lost...

To a Nen user, neither Wu Er, the tiger, nor the wolf, were anything more than two harmless animals. A Nen user's defenses are impenetrable even to bullets at close range, let alone the claws and fangs of two wild beasts.

While one's own maneuvering skills are undoubtedly powerful and capable of delivering a fatal blow, the prerequisite is that the attack must actually hit.

"Next, I must focus on training my basic abilities. Of the four elements of Nen cultivation—'Entanglement,' 'Absolute,' 'Refinement,' and 'Send'—I can only manage half of 'Send' at best. My basic skills are practically nonexistent, and more importantly, my Nen capacity is utterly inadequate. 'Stars' can drain me in less than two uses, and that won't do..."

"And then there's the heart problem... that eerie aura, let's call it 'death aura' for now, we don't understand it yet..."

With each breath, Wu Er's body trembled slightly, like a low rumble of thunder.

Jingyang lay on his side in the warm and soft "tiger's den," enjoying a full-body massage while making plans for tomorrow.

"Oh, right, we also need to figure out a way to kill that guy locked up on the ship and silence him..."

Unbeknownst to him, he had curled up and fallen into a deep sleep.

……

"Bird at the Back Window" failed to activate!

Muther remained lost in thought for a long time in the closed room before finally letting his hands fall limply to his sides.

How can it be?

Could it be that the brat... also has the habit of applying manipulation abilities to himself before the battle, just like me?

Muser simply couldn't understand it. That little brat, who was only about a meter tall, looked to be no more than five years old!

For a five-year-old boy to possess such a mature Nen manipulation ability was already beyond Muser's comprehension. And now, he discovered that this brat was as cautious as a seasoned veteran of the Nen world! It was as if he had witnessed countless battles between Nen users… But how could this be? Who taught that brat Nen?

How ridiculous!

It turns out that from the very beginning, that brat was invincible...

As for the "guess" that Mu Se had previously told Jing Yang, Mu Se himself didn't really believe it.

Rather, if that's really the case, it's more likely that a stronger will left behind by that woman before her death parasitized her son, accelerating his growth to his current five-year-old appearance... But how did this kid learn to speak? Where did he get his basic logical thinking ability?

That woman gave birth to an illegitimate child, and it hasn't even been a week since!

A kid whose real age is less than seven days old, even if his body is artificially matured, can use his Nen ability so naturally, and he is experienced, rational, and behaves normally... At first glance, it seems very absurd, and upon closer inspection, it is indeed particularly absurd.

"Anyway, my mission failed... I was defeated by a five-year-old brat..."

Muther was distraught, muttering to himself in the closed room.

He desperately wanted to open the door and rush out, but every time he reached for the doorknob, his body would stiffen and he couldn't move an inch further, let alone turn the handle.

The "operational instructions" that the boy gave before leaving are still effective on him.

Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on Musser's forehead.

He realized with a start that his fate was now completely in that brat's hands...

Thinking this, Muther's expression gradually calmed down. He sat down, took out several mechanical parts from the lining of his shoe, and assembled them into a miniature pistol without stopping.

One bullet.

enough.

After straightening his clothes, Muther stood up, ramrod straight, and stared northward toward Kakin through the enclosed bulkhead. Then he raised his pistol, pointed it at his temple, and released the safety.

"Farewell, Your Highness Benjamin. You will surely become the King of Kakin! I shall take my leave now..."

Pull the trigger.

"boom!"

……

"boom!"

The muffled sound of gunfire echoed throughout the ship.

The timid tiger Wu Er, who was lying down to rest at the entrance of the cabin, immediately opened his eyes alertly, looked up at the direction from which the gunshots came, and then raised a paw to push the human cub that was curled up on him and sleeping.

"Don't make trouble..."

Jingyang pushed away the tiger's paw, rolled over, and subconsciously took a sniff of "cat".

The tiger lowered its head, licked Jingyang's head, and then nudged him with its big head, urging him on gently.

Jingyang had already opened his eyes groggily. Had there been any noise just now?

He frowned, sat up, and looked towards the corridor.

Once a star is successfully applied to a target, it basically has two states: active and latent.

When the mark is activated, Jingyang can clearly sense the direction of the mark and can switch the way he controls the person carrying the star at any time.

When Jingyang disconnects all controls but doesn't physically touch the star marker to deactivate it, the marker remains dormant during this period, and Jingyang cannot sense its location or direction. Perhaps there's a subtle sensory connection, but with Jingyang's current level of dexterity, he simply cannot perceive it…

For example, at this very moment, Jing Yang could still sense the markings on the wolf he had assigned to spy on Mu Se. But he couldn't sense the star markings on Mu Se, who was also being controlled by orders and unable to leave the room.

Was I sleepwalking?

"Or was he talking in his sleep, accidentally switching to the first control mode? And then instantly disengaging, causing the control to completely break down and the marker to enter a dormant state?"

As Jing Yang thought this, he switched the way he controlled the wolf to a first-person perspective, and his consciousness was instantly projected onto it.

"Jinglang" blinked, adjusting to its own night vision in the dimly lit room.

Right in front of him was the door to the room where the guy was being held, and it was still tightly closed. But even though a gunshot had just been fired, this stupid wolf just stood there like an idiot.

Okay, the only command I gave it before going to sleep was to bite and kill the guy who left the room without permission... It didn't cover any other unexpected situations...

"Jinglang" rushed out of the room, leaped upright, grabbed the doorknob with both paws, and gently turned it to open the door.

A strong smell of blood hit us.

"Jinglang" saw Musser lying in a pool of blood.

Glancing at the miniature pistol that Muser was clutching tightly in his hand, "Jinglang" was too lazy to figure out where Muser had hidden the gun. Instead, he was a little curious about how this guy had managed to commit suicide.

Perhaps I can refer to this.

"Jinglang" turned the dead Muse's head over, and after flipping it over, he saw that the latter had been hit in the left temple by a bullet at close range, and immediately knew the answer.

Chapter 8 Goodbye (Part 2)

There is no Nen ability that is truly unsolvable.

……

Looking at the magenta star mark on Mu Se's left temple, damaged by a bullet, Jing Yang immediately thought of this sentence.

He examined Muther's mangled gunshot wound.

The rose-gold star that was originally on my left temple has disappeared. There is no pentagram left at the edge of the gunshot wound. It seems that the star disappeared completely the moment it was destroyed, probably just like the automatic deactivation when I touched the mark.

Moreover, the wounds showed no signs of healing, and the body temperature was lower than that of a living person, all indicating that Muther was dead.

Jingyang vaguely remembered that before he woke up, when he heard the gunshot, he seemed to vaguely feel a familiar 'death energy' entering his heart.

I don't know how many more breaths of death my heart can withstand before it breaks down again...

And who knows how many years older my body will inexplicably grow the next time I can't hold back...

Jing Yang temporarily put aside this self-inflicted trouble and muttered to himself, "When the star bearer is injured, the star will automatically activate, drawing upon the bearer's own Qi, or some deeper level of life energy, to heal itself... This triggered self-healing power is powerful, but if the star itself is destroyed, I lose a functional star, and the star bearer also loses the healing effect granted by the star..."

In other words, if you want to kill someone controlled by your own star, you just need to aim at the star, right?