Could post-mortem Nen that purified negative energy make him a Nen exorcist?
The answer was no.
That was because the Nen an exorcist needed to remove was not post-mortem Nen attached to someone else.
The bombs the Bomber planted on other people, the chain Kurapika used to bind Chrollo's heart, and Doctor Blythe, which Neferpitou had left on Kite's corpse, all had nothing to do with negative energy.
Neutralizing them with the positive energy produced by Reverse Cursed Technique was simply impossible.
Only post-mortem Nen like Nobunaga's, born from negative emotions such as resentment and hatred, could be neutralized by positive energy.
As for the kind of post-mortem Nen Hisoka had in the manga, it was hard to judge whether it counted as negative energy.
Perhaps he could only truly determine that once he encountered it.
But one thing was certain: even in this world, the positive energy produced by Reverse Cursed Technique still had a neutralizing, purifying effect. That was enough.
Nobunaga's head had already been cleansed by the positive energy of Reverse Cursed Technique, so the head now stored in the shadow space was merely a lifeless object, a tool Qiao Lun could exchange for a substantial bounty.
When Qiao Lun returned to the hotel and casually tossed Nobunaga's head to Kurapika, Kurapika was stunned.
"You went out once and actually brought back another Phantom Troupe member's head?" Even with Nobunaga's head already in his hands, Kurapika still found it hard to believe.
Having fought Machi and Uvogin alongside Qiao Lun, Kurapika had gained a clear understanding of the Troupe members' actual strength.
They were strong!
Even someone like him, whose abilities specifically targeted Phantom Troupe members, could not be sure he would have a chance to defeat every member he encountered.
Yet Qiao Lun had brought Nobunaga's head back so casually, without a scratch on him.
"Oh, right. When I found him, he was guarding two kids. That was why he was alone. If he'd had even one more companion with him, I probably wouldn't have attacked," Qiao Lun explained.
"Two kids?" Kurapika's expression grew serious. "What did they look like?"
Although he asked, he already had an answer in mind, so he had picked up his phone and found the corresponding number as he spoke.
"One had white hair, the other black. They'd already mastered Nen Abilities at such a young age. When I launched my surprise attack, they even had the sense to split up and escape. I didn't see either of them when I left, so they probably got away." As Qiao Lun spoke, he watched Kurapika's movements. "What, do you know them?"
"Yes." By the time Kurapika gave that brief answer, the call had connected.
Kurapika let out a small sigh of relief. Fortunately, Gon had not changed his number, though Kurapika had changed his own.
"Hello, Gon."
"Kurapika!" Gon sounded pleasantly surprised, recognizing Kurapika's voice at once.
It had been a while since they had last contacted each other after parting at Kukuroo Mountain, mainly because Kurapika had been too busy.
"You ran into the Phantom Troupe in Yorknew City?" Kurapika asked without preamble.
"How did you know? I was just going to tell you. Yes, though I guess I should say they captured us!" Gon was a little surprised, unsure how Kurapika had found out.
"What were you thinking? Are you idiots? Do you know how terrifying they are?" Kurapika exploded, unable to contain his anger, his heart filled with fear at what might have happened.
He had the courage to challenge the Troupe's members because he had developed his abilities specifically to target them, but Killua and Gon were different.
No matter how talented they were, there was no way they could have grown strong enough to take on Troupe members in the few short months since they had parted!
The voice on the phone changed. Instead of Gon's bright tone, it was much steadier.
"We thought we had a way to handle them. Only afterward did we realize we were wrong. They're really strong, far stronger than us." Killua was very calm. "You're contacting us now-does that mean the person who defeated a Troupe member is connected to you?"
"Stay out of this from now on." Kurapika's tone was stern.
"If they really are connected to you, then we need your help, and we want to help you too," Killua said earnestly.
"You're asking to get yourselves killed, and I don't need help!"
"What the hell, you bastard! If you won't treat us as friends, then we're dragging you in to help us no matter what!" Killua immediately blew up.
Gon snatched the phone from beside him. "Kurapika, someone in the Troupe cried in front of us and said he could never forgive whoever killed his companion. At the time, I felt so incredibly angry at the injustice of it."
"He probably means this dead guy." Qiao Lun had also heard the voice on the phone and could not help poking Nobunaga's head.
Gon's voice paused.
Kurapika's expression softened. He sighed. "Then let's meet. Don't act on your own again."
"Okay." Gon's tone immediately turned cheerful.
After hanging up, Gon looked at Killua in confusion. "What do we need Kurapika to help us with?"
"Idiot. If the people Nobunaga said defeated a Troupe member were Kurapika and his companion, then we might be able to become as strong as him too. He learned Nen around the same time we did, after all," Killua explained. "Our Nen each has its own unique qualities, but what we need now is fighting strength that can match the Troupe. Kurapika's the one who can answer that for us."
"All right." Gon nodded earnestly to show he understood.
Meanwhile, Qiao Lun watched Kurapika put his phone away, his brow still furrowed, and said, "Looks like you're close to them."
"Yes. They're both good people." Kurapika nodded solemnly. "But that's all the more reason I don't want to drag them into anything involving the Troupe."
"That's not up to you alone." Qiao Lun also thought of the few troublemakers he had known in the Jujutsu world.
"I'll exchange Nobunaga's head for your bounty first. Also, I've sorted out the identity you wanted." Kurapika changed the subject, holding Nobunaga's head in one hand while taking a document envelope from inside his clothes with the other.
Qiao Lun took the envelope. Inside was an identification card.
His registered residence was listed as Yorknew City, his name as Qiao Lun, his age as sixteen, and his sex as male.
With this identification, he could open a safe, reliable bank account at a bank in the Five Great Nations. However, if specialists from V5 investigated his identity, they would probably discover the blank in his first sixteen years.
When the other party investigated Qiao Lun-
They would probably classify him as someone from Meteor City. After all, only people from that place genuinely had no record in the census system.
"Thanks." Qiao Lun put his identification away, turned, and headed outside again.
It was still only the third, and the real fighting would not begin until evening, so Qiao Lun planned to rest for a while during the time he had left, then open a bank account and transfer his six billion Jenny into it.