Gale Force journeys far, Yorknew City calls

The airship sliced through the clouds, heading toward Yorknew City. Lin Ye sat by the window with his eyes closed, an aura membrane evenly enveloping his body as the Nen generated by Ren flowed slowly within him, constantly repairing and strengthening his body. His battle with Hisoka had not only pushed him past a plateau in his strength, but also deepened his understanding of how to fuse the Six Powers with Nen. His fingers twitched lightly, pale green Ryuo gathering and dispersing at his fingertips with effortless precision. Through repeated practice aboard the airship, his Ryuo had gained greater penetrating power while consuming less energy. Even prolonged use would no longer leave his Nen depleted. Future Sight, too, had shifted from a passive trigger to an ability he could actively control. As long as he concentrated, he could reliably predict the trajectory of every attack within the next second. Even a surprise attack from the Phantom Troupe would struggle to hurt him. Lin Ye slowly opened his eyes and gazed at the rolling sea of clouds outside, his expression gradually growing solemn. Yorknew City was where his destiny lay. There was Fei Lan to avenge, Kurapika's hatred, the Phantom Troupe's blood debts, and countless ordinary people about to be swept into disaster. He had clawed his way out of Meteor City and grown up under Fei Lan's guidance. He had only one bottom line: never slaughter the innocent, never forget old grudges, and protect those close to him. The Phantom Troupe, those butchers from Meteor City, killed indiscriminately for profit and pleasure. Fei Lan had died on the streets of Yorknew City trying to stop their atrocities. This time, he would not let that tragedy repeat itself. Lin Ye raised a hand and gently rubbed the Lone Wolf Revolver at