I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Making fun of himself, Jingyang slumped down.

While resting, he casually plucked a strand of his hair, released the last bit of energy, and used "Song of the Earth" to wrap the hair around it, making it float in front of him.

The strands of hair were entangled by the air currents, moving up and down, left and right, then stopping abruptly and retreating rapidly...

Jingyang is a Manipulation type. In the hexagon formed by the six major types of Nen abilities, the Transmutation type is directly opposite, which is the type that Manipulation type users are least proficient in, with an upper limit of only 40%. Therefore, Jingyang cannot control the shape of the Nen wrapped around his hair very well. However, this ball of Nen containing the manipulation ability of "Earth Song" can easily twist the hair into various shapes such as pentagrams, crescents, and dancing figures... It is truly at his beck and call without the slightest hesitation.

After completing the "emission" part of his training in both the release and manipulation systems, Jingyang's stomach rumbled loudly. He then went to the bottles and bags on the tiger's body and took out food and water, which he then ate on the spot.

"By the way, Tiger, you haven't eaten either, have you?" Jing Yang's mouth was full of dry bread and biscuits. He took a few gulps of mineral water and pointed towards the depths of the woods. "I don't think this is enough to fill your teeth. Alright, go hunt by yourself."

Wu Er did not leave immediately, but instead growled something under his breath.

"Don't worry about me, buddy, I'm Superman now!" Jing Yang laughed, snapped his fingers to gather power, and two seconds later fired a small psychic bullet that blasted a palm-sized crater into the ground nearby. "Do you need to worry about me? Haha—come back soon."

Wu Er then nudged Jing Yang's head, turned and leaped away, plunging deeper into the dense forest.

Jingyang had intended to continue his afternoon practice... but having just filled his stomach, he felt drowsy and too lazy to move.

"Jingyang, Jingyang, how could you do this?"

Jingyang lay flat on the ground and rested for a few minutes before giving himself a direct order, "Get up and continue practicing. First, do ten sets of entanglement, extinction, condensation, and practice, and finally, finish with 'firmness' until you're out of breath."

As he finished speaking, the rose-gold pentagram on the back of his neck activated its psychic power!

Like a seed, it was thrown into the ocean of Jingyang's entire being... uh, into a small puddle.

One small movement can have far-reaching consequences; Jing Yang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sat up like a zombie...

After taking control of himself, Jingyang experienced this peculiar feeling, which was both real and helpless, mixed with the detached, observer's experience.

It's still that mysterious and enigmatic thing.

After the initial enlightenment, it's just tedious cultivation...

Wu Er didn't return until dusk. Jing Yang had already completed countless repetitive training sessions. Despite the recovery effect of the star-marked skill, the amount of energy Jing Yang released during each "Firmness" training session had decreased due to the fatigue of the entire day. Wu Er, with a now-dormant rabbit in his mouth, looked around. The ground was littered with broken branches and leaves, and many tree trunks were pitted and uneven.

As night fell, only the skeleton of a wild rabbit remained on the fire. Jingyang rubbed his belly, leaning against the tiger, feeling incredibly comfortable, but it seemed he had forgotten something.

"What about the wolf?" He remembered, turning to look at the dark woods around him. "All day long, and not a single bird caught? That lousy thing..."

I don't think the instructions I gave the wolf included foraging for food. I wonder if it will just be busy patrolling between the bird traps and die of exhaustion and hunger.

It shouldn't be...

As Jingyang was thinking this, he suddenly felt a strange sensation coming from behind him, as if he was being watched by something.

He sat up abruptly and looked over. After a day of intense basic training, he naturally and skillfully focused his energy in his eyes. In the dark forest, he seemed to see a blurry figure quietly observing him. But when he focused his gaze, the figure suddenly vanished.

"It looks like a little child who's all pale..." Jing Yang muttered to himself, stroking Tiger's back as he did so. "Tiger, is this place... haunted?"

Chapter 12 A Leap in Strength

The Moon Tiger naturally didn't speak, but just made a low gurgling sound.

Jingyang located the wolf he had sent out to patrol—it was still under command, and the star mark on it was active. Jingyang could vaguely sense the direction the wolf was in.

With a thought, Jing Yang switched the way he controlled the wolf to a first-person perspective. "Jing Wolf" was online, and a pair of eerie green wolf eyes lit up in the dark forest. He twitched his nose and quietly disappeared into the shadows to find the creature he had vaguely seen earlier that seemed to be spying on his true form.

As night fell, the markings all over Wu Er's body began to glow with a faint, jade-like light, creating a poignant beauty in the flickering firelight... Jing Yang was unconsciously mesmerized by it. Suddenly, he realized something and used the reverse technique of "凝" (Ning) on ​​his eyes, or rather, he performed a "绝" (Jue) on his eyes, focusing his gaze on the faintly glowing markings on Wu Er's body.

The poignant patterns, shimmering with a jade-like blue light, slowly began to rotate, like a long, kaleidoscopic corridor...

Before his attention wandered and his mind went blank, Jingyang decisively removed the "absolute" barrier from his eyes, adding another layer of air to block the light, and the swirling, shimmering patterns of the jade returned to normal.

Wu Er growled twice, as if asking, "Are you alright?"

Jing Yang breathed a sigh of relief. "No wonder your stripes are so eye-catching at night. It turns out they have such a visual hallucinogenic effect... It seems that this is not a disadvantage for you Moon Tigers, but rather a strength for you to lure prey in the dark night."

Wu Er looked at him with an innocent expression.

As for "Jinglang," he circled the dimly lit woods again and again, but found nothing. He didn't find any pale-skinned child; perhaps it was just his imagination.

Jingyang called the wolf back and had it finish off the leftover rabbit skeleton.

……

The next day, everything was the same as usual.

Jingyang continued to send out wolves to patrol, instructing them to notify him if they spotted any birds caught by the trapping devices.

Wu Er also went hunting in the woods.

Jingyang then continued his practice of mental cultivation from today.

In Jingyang's experience, things like superpowers were still quite novel and fun. Even without the star mark on the back of his neck to force him to train, Jingyang was still very interested in exploring Nen abilities.

Entanglement, Severance, Training, Release...

Condensation, Flow, Circulation, Firmness...

Regarding the controls, although he felt he had reached the maximum level of proficiency, Jingyang did not completely abandon them and still set aside some time to continue practicing.

On the emission side, it's the basic training of releasing energy, which can be considered a combination of the two, including the current ultimate technique of emission, "Finger Flicking Skill." When one can release energy blasts without relying on specific hand gestures and movements, the power of "Finger Flicking Skill" will undoubtedly reach a new level.

Release all your energy and bind it to form a 'firm' shape, silently counting in your mind... Repeat this process until you are completely exhausted, and wait for the star on the back of your neck to regain its strength before starting again...

There is basically no shortcut to increasing your total amount of Nen (energy). Aside from gritting your teeth and sweating profusely, repeatedly emptying yourself and then replenishing it, there is no way to do so.

Having a starred recovery aid already puts me far ahead of other ordinary Nen users. Not everyone has Bisky's exceptional training conditions, so what more could I ask for? That's precisely why I should seize every minute to train and increase my Nen power…

In this process of repeatedly tormenting and then recovering, Jingyang almost numbed his consciousness.

He suddenly understood why Bisky had developed Nen abilities like "Magical Beautician Cookie"... Just how much sweat and effort must Bisky, as a woman, have put in to cultivate that astonishing power and flawless physique? When Big Mom was young, with the help of "Cookie's" regenerative abilities, her training was probably even more fanatical than his own was now.

Although comparing himself to such masters might seem like self-aggrandizement, Jingyang did indeed draw stronger motivation for cultivation from it. After giving himself a big dose of motivational pep talk, the time he could maintain his "firmness" gradually became longer and longer without him even realizing it...

On my third day in this world, and the second day of my formal training, life was still just as fulfilling.

The night was long, and in front of the fire lay a pile of emptied skeletons, which the wolves were gnawing on. Exhausted and unable to lift a finger, Jingyang lay sprawled on the body of the emaciated tiger and slept soundly.

……

"Nine hundred and ninety-seven...nine hundred and ninety-eight...nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

On the third day of his cultivation and the fourth day since arriving in this world, it was past noon, and the strength of the "firmness" that Jingyang was supporting throughout his body seemed to be no different from three days ago.

But this was after he had maintained his "firm" state for more than ten minutes.

"one thousand!"

Jing Yang gritted his teeth and counted the last word. Finally, he could no longer hold on. All the energy he had released disappeared, and he collapsed to his knees as if paralyzed. But a smile was on his face, which was covered in sweat.

"A thousand seconds!"

He rolled onto the ground, feeling quite satisfied. "Back then, even someone as talented as Gon and Killua, with the help of a nanny-like coach, spent 30 days increasing their Nen from 3000 to 2. Today, I, Jingyang, alone, spent 3 days increasing my total Nen from 100 to 1000... 1000! A full tenfold! Looks like my aptitude isn't bad after all!"

Looking back on the three days of grueling, all-encompassing training, Jingyang felt that all the hardship had finally paid off.

It wasn't just that his total Nen capacity had increased tenfold; Jing Yang wouldn't say he was an expert in all the basic training of Nen abilities, but he was at least thoroughly familiar with them all. After all, knowing how to apply these Nen techniques is a fundamental difference. In this light, compared to three days ago, his overall strength had increased by far more than tenfold.

If he could go back to that night four days ago, back to that small steamer, and encounter that guy with the pistol again, Jingyang wouldn't even need Wu Er or Wild Wolf's help. His solid foundation in martial arts alone would guarantee him victory. If he found an opportunity to use his "Finger Flicking Divine Skill," he could even win the fight from fifty paces away.

"I can't get too cocky; I don't have much practical experience after all..."

Thinking this, and feeling that his body had recovered considerably with the help of the star, Jingyang did a somersault and stood up easily.

He walked up to a tree that was as thick as three or four adults could hug, and with a thick layer of aura surrounding his body, he unleashed a punch that was enveloped in white light. "Crack!" The tree was smashed open, breaking in half.

Jing Yang clenched his fingers, gathered a ball of energy on them, and flicked it out with a bang.

boom!

The tree trunk, already half-broken by a punch, was sent flying by a "bullet," tumbling several times in mid-air before crashing into a tree behind it and coming to a stop. The spot where it was hit left a smoking crater, cracked and scattered.

"Seems pretty good."

Jing Yang watched this scene and gave himself a self-assessment, but quickly reminded himself, "Bisky believes that a person's total Nen for traveling the world should be at least 1800, and I only have 1000. I still need to be more careful when I'm out and about..."

The wolf beside him was trembling with fear. Even without the star's control, it would probably immediately prostrate itself in submission to this human... who was just a human cub!

Wu Er actually had the same thought, but it felt very close to this human, and while it was shocked, its feelings were completely opposite to those of the wild wolf.

Jingyang patted the tiger's head that had come closer and scolded the wolf, "Useless thing! You've been trying to catch a bird for three days and haven't even brought back a single feather! Wu Er has hunted all the wild animals around here these past few days. If we go hungry, I think we'll skin you, roast you, and eat you!"

The wolf trembled all over, pressed its body tightly to the ground, and whimpered incessantly.

After waiting in fear for a long time without any movement, they heard the human cub's scolding voice: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and follow us."

When the wolf looked up, it saw that Jing Yang was already leaving with the Miserable Moon Tiger. Feeling as if granted a pardon, it scrambled after him.

……

Jingyang naturally did not give up the idea of ​​catching a bird. In this place where he knew nothing, finding a bird to control and fly up to observe the terrain from a high vantage point was the most convenient thing to do.

But by the next day, he realized that relying on those bird-catching devices was probably hopeless. After all, it was his first time making such a thing, and he could understand that the results were not good.

Now that I have achieved some success in my "divine skills," I naturally have other methods to use.

Jingyang focused his energy in his eyes, greatly improving his eyesight.

After spotting several large, unidentifiable birds, large as crows, perched on treetops and chattering, he gestured for Wu Er and Wild Wolf to retreat. Then, he closed all his pores, suppressed all his energy, and entered a state of absolute stillness—Jing Yang was like a stone that could be seen anywhere, and even as he walked to the tree where the birds were perched, they were completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Be gentle...

Jing Yang flicked a tiny air blast the size of a grain of rice, which accurately struck one of the gray birds.

The gray bird was chirping away when suddenly everything went black, and it fell headfirst from the branch.

The other birds, some white, some green, and some gray, spread their wings in surprise, but soon they too felt something hit their heads, rolled their eyes, and flicked their tongues as they fell from the treetops...

"Done." Jingyang clapped his hands under the tree.

He cut off a strand of his hair, wrapped a wisp of energy around it, and bent it into a very small pentagram shape. He then swept it across the hard beaks of the five birds that had fainted on the ground, leaving five small, rose-gold stars.

"Wake up," Jing Yang uttered a single word.

The five small stars activated instantly, merging into the life energy of the five birds, and in a flash, all five birds opened their eyes.

"Fly," Jingyang ordered again.

Thumping...

After chirping for a while, the birds quickly obeyed the command and flew into the sky in an orderly fashion.