Moyu's Nen Type

Two rounds of offense and defense...

Moyu was utterly defeated.

"There was no chance at all."

While resting, Moyu reviewed and simulated the fight in his mind. The conclusion was that he did not have even the slightest chance.

Physical fitness could be improved through persistent training, but combat experience and practical fighting skills could only be honed through battle.

Moyu slowly closed his eyes and shut his Aura Nodes at the same time, trapping the Aura that would otherwise leak out inside his body to speed up his recovery.

Right now, he only wanted to recover enough to fight as soon as possible, then continue the sparring training.

About an hour later, Moyu's Latent Aura had finally recovered to 90%.

Deciding that was enough to support a fight, he immediately had Light resume the sparring.

A few minutes later—

Moyu was lying down again.

It was another utterly one-sided defeat, but Moyu was not discouraged.

He knew very well that even if he were given a hundred days, he would not be able to defeat Light in a straight fight.

His physical fitness could not improve overnight, and combat experience and practical skills likewise required long periods of honing and accumulation.

During these ten days of sparring, all Moyu could do was draw enough "experience points" from the countless defeats ahead.

"Again."

Having recovered once more, Moyu got to his feet without pause and called Light over to resume sparring.

Light smiled, then knocked Moyu flat in just a few moves.

Under the condition of having equal Aura reserves, he did not abuse Nen techniques to bully the weak. He simply crushed Moyu with pure fighting skill and experience.

The sparring was not forced to stop until noon.

The reason was that the gold Light had purchased had arrived.

Thirty million Jenie had been exchanged for a total of eighteen jin of gold.

Besides the gold, Light had also bought Moyu a computer, a phone, and a large amount of meat.

Considering that the Temple had limited food storage conditions, Light waved his hand and bought several large commercial refrigerators for storing meat.

As for the electrical wiring and internet, those were even less of a problem...

All Light had to do was show his Hunter License, and everything was handled in one go.

Uniformed workers constantly went back and forth between the foot of the mountain and the Temple. In only half an hour, they had fulfilled all of Light's requests.

Moyu, who had been using the time to recover his Latent Aura, was left staring in amazement. He truly had not expected Light to be so thorough...

He had originally planned to buy a computer and phone after the sparring was over, yet Light had taken care of it all for him without saying a word.

He had even considered the internet and electrical load.

Could an Enhancer really be this meticulous?

Moyu could not help doubting Light's true Nen Type.

"Light."

Holding the fully featured and expensive newest-model phone, Moyu looked at Light and said sincerely, "You've gone to a lot of trouble. How about this—the favor I mentioned before..."

"It was only a little money."

Light interrupted Moyu and glared. "What, is the favor I owe you really that worthless?"

"That's not what I meant."

Moyu shook his head.

He did not feel much about the eighteen jin of gold exchanged for thirty million Jenie. What truly moved him was everything Light had done for him.

Deep down, he felt that making Light owe him another favor would be quite inappropriate.

"Heh, I don't care what you mean."

Light grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth. In his distinctive deep voice, he said, "The favor I, Light, owe can't be something that cheap."

"Understood."

Moyu did not insist any further.

Trying to persuade an Enhancer would be less meaningful than doing several hundred extra push-ups under the sun.

Afterward, Light went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Pork, beef, lamb, chicken...

It was basically all meat.

According to him, eating more meat made it easier to build muscle.

Moyu thought that logic was nonsense.

But as always—

Do not try to change an opinion an Enhancer had already accepted.

It would only be a waste of time.

After quite a while...

Light brought out basin after basin of meat, all boiled as usual.

The two sat down separately.

Light gathered Nen around his mouth, then picked up a huge piece of meat and stuffed it inside. His teeth crunched like a meat grinder, reducing it to pulp and swallowing it within seconds.

"Moyu, have you tested your Nen Type yet?"

After swallowing a huge piece of meat, Light suddenly remembered and asked.

"Not yet."

Moyu gnawed on a chicken leg.

After stepping across the threshold of Nen, merely having a thought had half-awakened his Nen Ability. Even so, he had never considered using Water Divination to test his type, because his foundation was not yet solid. Storing too much unnecessary information in his head would only be counterproductive.

Just because he was a transmigrator, did that mean he had to rush to test his type as soon as he began the Four Major Principles? Moyu saw no need to hurry. Focusing on cultivating the Four Major Principles was the priority.

Now that Light had asked, Moyu did not deliberately hide anything.

If it had been before—

Moyu would definitely have started by asking, "What does testing your type mean?" to conceal some information related to himself.

Light paused, then casually asked, "Want to test it after we eat?"

He had considered the possibility that Moyu's father, Hawk, might also be a Nen Ability user. But all he wanted now was to display as much value as possible as Moyu's "future master."

Anything else was not on his list of concerns.

"Sure."

Moyu readily agreed.

Nen Types were divided into six categories—

Enhancer, Transmuter, Conjurer, Emitter, Manipulator, and Specialist.

Each type had its own unique advantages, with Specialist being the rarest and most unusual.

Everyone had an attribute unique to themselves. As long as they followed their own type and chose the proper direction for training their Nen Ability, they could achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Conversely, Nen Abilities outside one's own type were difficult to master.

Thus, before establishing a direction for Nen Ability training, Nen users had to first test their own type through Water Divination.

Afterward, Moyu and Light buried themselves in their meal.

The two seemed to maintain an unspoken understanding.

Before long...

Having eaten and drunk their fill, they began preparing to test Moyu's Nen Type.

There was not much to prepare. They only needed a cup filled with water and a leaf placed on its surface.

Then, all one needed to do was activate Nen with both hands around the cup. The phenomenon occurring inside the cup would reveal one's Nen Type.

For an Enhancer, the amount of water increased until it overflowed.

For a Transmuter, the flavor of the water changed, and each person produced a different taste.

For a Conjurer, crystal-like matter appeared in the water.

For an Emitter, the color of the water changed.

For a Manipulator, the leaf on the water's surface moved and swayed.

Specialists were different. Any phenomenon unlike those of the other five types indicated a Specialist.

Light motioned for Moyu to stand before the cup, then instructed, "Put both hands around the cup, then activate Nen."

Before beginning the test, regardless of whether Moyu already knew, Light first explained the knowledge behind Nen Types on the spot.

That was the resolve of someone determined to display the value of a "future master." He would not give up any chance to show himself simply because Moyu might already know the information.

Moyu did not find Light long-winded either, and simply followed along.

He extended both hands around the cup, then activated Nen.

In an instant, energy flowed from his palms and enveloped the cup.

Buzz...

Under the influence of his Nen, the cup suddenly began to vibrate at a low frequency, emitting a buzzing sound.

At the same time, an unknown black mist-like substance spread through the water, like ink spilled across rice paper, or a lively shadow.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed through Light's eyes.

"A Specialist..."

This was the first time he had seen a Specialist phenomenon in the Water Divination method.

Or rather, most Nen users had never seen a Specialist phenomenon through Water Divination.

After all, Specialists themselves were the rarest and most unusual of the six types.

"Moyu, you can..."

Seeing that the type had been determined, Light started to tell Moyu to stop, but his words abruptly cut off halfway.

The cup enveloped by Moyu's Nen suddenly burst into fragments.

The sudden impact carried shards of water through Moyu's fingers, while the leaf that had floated atop the water split into dozens of pieces in an instant.

Moyu's eyelids twitched slightly. Protected by his Aura, he was not injured.

However, the Specialist phenomenon unfolding before his eyes made him somewhat curious about other Specialist phenomena.

He wondered what would happen when other Specialists tested their types.

"Moyu, you're a Specialist."

Light suppressed the turmoil in his heart, glanced at the glass shards and water across the floor, and said:

"Unfortunately, I don't understand Specialists, so I can't give you any useful advice. But there is one thing I must remind you of: before deciding on a direction for developing your ability, it's best to first master the techniques of the Four Major Principles."

"Yeah, I know."

Moyu nodded. Without even looking at the shards covering the floor, he walked into the courtyard.

"Light, let's begin."

That was what he said.

It was as if being the rarest and most unusual Specialist could not shake his determination to quickly draw experience from sparring.

Light was slightly startled, then smiled for no apparent reason.

This guy...

He really was impressive.

The blazing sun hung high overhead.

Within the courtyard, two currents of Aura collided.

From morning to night, from today to tomorrow...

The days passed one by one.

The ten days of sparring were also beginning their countdown.

Although Moyu still found it difficult to gain any advantage against Light, each round of practical training turned him into a newborn sponge, frantically absorbing experience and Nen techniques.

Light, as his sparring partner, felt this deeply.

"It was practically like... watching an uncut gem gradually shed its surface and begin to reveal a captivating luster."

Light sincerely marveled inwardly at the speed of Moyu's improvement in combat experience and the Four Major Principles.

"Tomorrow's the last day. I might as well find a chance to bring it up tonight. With how I've performed lately, Moyu probably won't refuse, heh heh."

Seeing the sparring period nearing its end, Light began considering taking Moyu as his disciple.

Convinced that his teaching ability was outstanding, he had never considered that Moyu might refuse.

He had already made up his mind—

If Moyu agreed to his proposal, he would remain at the Temple and continue teaching him, nurturing him like a young sapling until Moyu passed the Hunter Exam, obtained his license, and officially became a Professional Hunter.

That night.

After the practical sparring ended, Moyu collapsed onto the ground, unable to move.

Light went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

By the time Moyu had mostly recovered, the dining table was covered with meat dishes.

"Moyu, there's something..."

Light placed the bowl and chopsticks before Moyu. Just as he was about to bring up taking Moyu as his disciple, a ringtone suddenly sounded.

The sound came from Light's pocket.

Moyu glanced at Light, then began eating on his own.

Light took out his phone, answered it, and held it to his cheek.

"There is news about the Phantom Troupe."

The voice coming from the phone made Light's gaze sharpen.