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Chapter 128
🕑 Added 2024-12-27 16:34:26 +0000 UTCNetero—a name that no martial artist can afford to overlook or ignore!!
"As expected of a grandmaster, the vast aura and hidden power he possesses make him seem invincible." Kastro sighed, "I never expected that beneath the seemingly frail body of the Chairman lies such formidable strength.
"And his demeanor is so ethereal—this is the true style of a top-tier Nen user standing at the pinnacle!!"
Top-tier style… that’s because you haven’t seen his mischievous side.
When he decides to ‘play’ with you, you’ll realize how deceptive this so-called style is…
Morin silently ridiculed in his heart and continued to ask:
"By the way, how many people passed the test in the end?"
"Two. Only me and that Shalnark guy."
As expected.
So it seems Shalnark obtained his Hunter License during this Hunter Exam.
"What's your plan now?" Morin asked.
"Now that I have the license, I plan to head to the Heaven's Arena for a challenge."
—As soon as this topic came up, Kastro straightened his posture immediately.
"With my current strength, I should be qualified to make a mark there."
His eyes were full of longing. "That place where countless strong fighters gather!!"
The Heaven's Arena, the sacred ground for martial artists, holds an irresistible allure for someone like Kastro.
"Now that you’ve learned Nen and earned your Hunter License, there’s no issue with going there."
Morin wouldn’t stop his disciple from chasing his dreams.
He only gave a final reminder: "Be careful."
"I will!!"
After hanging up the phone, Morin looked up at the blue sky and white clouds outside.
Kastro had obtained his Hunter License—alongside Shalnark, no less—making him an established ‘senior’ Hunter.
"Didn’t expect my disciple to get his license before his teacher."
A faint smile appeared on Morin’s face.
Kastro had already deviated from his original fate. With guidance, he displayed brilliance far beyond his original self. Morin could clearly see that his actions were now steady and composed, his temperament growing increasingly mature.
Not only had his strength reached the level of a formidable fighter in this world, but he also excelled in other areas.
Kastro would no longer die as easily as he did in the original timeline.
On the contrary, a fully grown Kastro would become a figure that many would fear.
What he lacked now was a proper stage to showcase his skills.
And the Heaven’s Arena—this sacred land for martial artists—was the perfect place for him at the moment.
With his eldest disciple taken care of, Morin turned his attention to his second disciple~
Morin stepped into the house and saw Luzurus balancing upside-down on one thumb, supporting his entire body weight.
While doing so, one hand was placed behind his back, his posture steady like a tree, without the slightest wobble.
His eyes were closed, and he yawned lazily, looking completely at ease.
"That’s enough practice for today."
Morin clapped his hands, and Luzurus immediately perked up.
With a slight push from his thumb, his entire body did a flawless 360-degree spin in the air before landing smoothly on the ground.
"Yes, Master!"
Luzurus struck a signature Shingen-Ryu pose with enthusiasm.
Over the past year, his strength had grown at an astonishing pace.
After Morin taught him the essentials, Luzurus practiced diligently step by step, without arrogance or impatience.
This was a good quality, on par with Kastro.
However, Luzurus was a prince, unlike Kastro, who came from humble beginnings and trained like his life depended on it, never wasting a second.
In contrast, Luzurus would take breaks to smoke a cigarette and relax after his training sessions.
Though he admired the power of Nen, Luzurus lacked Kastro’s excessive drive and ambition.
To put it in perspective, Luzurus worked an eight-hour "shift" like clockwork.
Kastro, on the other hand, constantly overworked himself late into the night.
The difference in work ethic was obvious.
Coupled with the fact that Luzurus didn’t have the same innate talent as Kastro, he inevitably lagged behind.
Still, compared to most people in this world, Luzurus performed exceptionally well.
"Your Nen abilities have improved a lot this year," Morin commented. "Your aura levels are finally passable. Overall… you’re doing okay."
"Considering you’re a prince, I don’t expect too much. Being able to protect yourself is enough."
Hearing this evaluation, Luzurus grinned and touched his fluffy hair. "For Master to say it’s ‘okay,’ that’s good enough for me."
Over the past year, Luzurus had come to understand Morin’s personality and had been utterly convinced by his strength.
He addressed Morin as Master with genuine sincerity.
"You’re just barely getting started."
Morin shook his head. "As I always say—don’t get arrogant or complacent, or you’ll never achieve anything."
"I understand, Master!!" Luzurus replied quickly.
Then, he respectfully pulled out a specially crafted royal cigarette and handed it to Morin.
Seeing the cigarette, Morin recalled something and asked casually:
"How’s your Nen ability development coming along?"
"Thanks to you, Master, it’s going pretty well!"
Luzurus grinned confidently.
Although he liked smoking during his downtime, Luzurus had used this interest to develop his unique Nen ability.
With a surge of aura in his hands, a massive ornate smoking pipe appeared.
Nen Ability: [Pipe of Seven Emotions and Six Desires]
Though smaller than Morel’s giant pipe, it was a perfect fit for Luzurus.
Ability Overview: [Pipe of Seven Emotions and Six Desires]
A Conjuration ability that creates smoke representing different "seven emotions" and "six desires," each with unique effects.
The "seven emotions" are: Joy, Anger, Worry, Thought, Sadness, Fear, and Shock.
The "six desires" are tied to sensory experiences: Vision, Hearing, Smell, Taste, Touch, and Thought.
The ability allows for various effects—some focus on offense, others on defense, evasion, or support. The smoke can set traps, boost or weaken statuses, and much more.
Its versatility lets Luzurus combine different effects during combat or everyday life to achieve his goals.
However, every ability has pros and cons.
The strength of this ability lies in its variety, offering numerous options.
The downside? With so many types of smoke, mastering all of them is impossible.
Human energy is limited—trying to perfect everything will lead to mediocrity in all areas.
Even Kurapika’s Chain Jail only utilizes five abilities corresponding to five fingers.
Luzurus’s pipe generates thirteen types of smoke—he’ll have to choose which ones to focus on.
"Your ability has many possible directions," Morin advised. "But don’t get greedy and try to master everything—that will only ruin you."
"I warned you when we first developed this ability—it’s a double-edged sword.
"While it taps into others’ desires, it also targets your desires.
"If you can’t control your own greed and insist on mastering everything…
"Then you won’t be controlling your power. Your power will control you.
"If that happens, you’ll be finished."
Morin’s tone was stern, and Luzurus listened carefully.
"I understand, Master. So… based on my current aura level, how many types should I focus on first?"
"With your current aura? At most, three or four directions. Any more, and you’ll be pushing it."
Morin didn’t sugarcoat it, which left Luzurus a bit deflated. "Am I really that bad?"
"You’re not bad. Compared to most people, you’re already very strong."
Morin added matter-of-factly, "But compared to your senior brother, you’re not even close."
