Nue's mobility was what gave Qiao Lun confidence.
There weren't many characters in Hunter x Hunter who could fly, and most of them were Chimera Ants.
But right now, he didn't even know where the Chimera Ants were!
As for Feitan, whom Nue had carried out, Qiao Lun had done that deliberately. He was also a key tool for establishing contact with Kurapika, one of the main characters.
Straightening up on Nue's back, Qiao Lun wasn't worried about his Cursed Energy consumption. His reserves were immense; in terms of sheer quantity alone, his Cursed Energy was at Special Grade level.
This was also a huge difference between Jujutsu Sorcerers and Nen users.
A Jujutsu Sorcerer's Cursed Energy limit was essentially fixed from birth. What they needed to do was continually improve their control over Cursed Energy and the efficiency of their output.
The former meant progressing from the hair-trigger explosiveness of using Cursed Energy as a novice Jujutsu Sorcerer to precise, minute control, eventually even performing intricate feats such as landing a Black Flash or achieving Domain Expansion.
The latter involved controlling emotions, making Binding Vows, or gaining combat experience to amplify Cursed Energy output in battle-in other words, producing instantaneous bursts of power.
Qiao Lun had long since reached the point where he could land a Black Flash. Domain Expansion, however, was something he had never managed to grasp; he could only deploy a Simple Domain to counter it.
As for Binding Vows, they were similar to the "Vows and Limitations" of the Hunter world: swearing an oath with a sufficient price to obtain a corresponding reward. For now, Qiao Lun had no need for that.
Qiao Lun was very good at controlling his emotions, and he had plenty of combat experience as well.
Someone born into the Zenin Clan had no reason to shy away from battle. Besides, there were plenty of vipers lurking within the family. If Qiao Lun hadn't made himself stronger, he had no idea how many times he would have died.
Nen users, on the other hand, could continually increase their aura capacity through training after mastering Nen.
The abilities they developed also differed enormously depending on each person's personality, needs, and category.
Since Qiao Lun had come to this world, there was no reason not to learn Nen Abilities.
After all, Nen Abilities were different from Cursed Energy. Cursed Energy was a product of negative emotions, whereas Nen Abilities drew on the life energy and mental energy everyone possessed.
He just didn't know whether a transmigrator like him could actually awaken Nen, or whether he could only use Cursed Energy.
Qiao Lun hadn't awakened Nen yet. On one hand, he hadn't trained in it; on the other, it was probably because he had been entirely on the offensive in the earlier fight and hadn't let his opponents hit him with Nen at all.
Cursed Energy also enhanced a Jujutsu Sorcerer's physical capabilities. It could be said that the moment he became a Jujutsu Sorcerer, his physique had already completely surpassed that of an ordinary person.
With so many years of training on top of that, even if Qiao Lun's body wasn't at a monstrous level, it was still far beyond an ordinary person's.
Moreover, the Zenin Clan had strict requirements for physical training. In Qiao Lun's view, he might only need to grasp a little knack to awaken Nen.
As for that little knack, Qiao Lun looked toward Feitan, whom Nue was carrying.
Just then, Feitan's voice reached Qiao Lun's ears through the strong wind.
"Hey!"
Qiao Lun didn't answer, but Nue abruptly released Feitan. Just as Feitan began falling, however, Nue suddenly accelerated, turned, and dived, executing the entire maneuver in one fluid motion.
The instant Nue drew close to the falling Feitan, Qiao Lun reached out from its back and hauled him aboard.
Feitan had a classically beautiful face. Though the battle had left his pinned-up long hair somewhat disheveled, it also added a touch of allure, but unfortunately, panic had replaced most of that allure.
"What is it?"
"Thank you for saving me." Feitan expressed his gratitude first.
He knew very well that, if this man who had appeared out of nowhere hadn't intervened, he might already have died in the auction house corridor.
Qiao Lun nodded slightly. "And?"
Feitan froze for a moment, then noticed that Qiao Lun's gaze had settled on his ear.
There was an earpiece there, its cord connected to his phone.
After Nue had carried him into the sky, Feitan had contacted the members stationed outside. The call still hadn't ended, and every word he said here would be heard by the person on the other end, even with the wind howling around them!
"We're probably the last survivors from the auction house. The mafia wants information from us about the people who attacked the venue," Feitan said honestly.
Qiao Lun frowned slightly, but understood something a moment later.
Behind Feitan was the Nostrade Family. This mafia family from a small town had gained some recognition from the mafia's upper ranks because the family's young lady possessed a fortune-telling ability.
But the head of the Nostrade Family, Light Nostrade, was an ambitious man.
Naturally, the person responsible for communications would have discovered that Feitan had survived and reported it immediately. Now it seemed that, upon receiving the news, Light Nostrade had decided to seize this opportunity to make contact with higher-ranking mafia bosses.
And the bargaining chips for forging those connections were him and Feitan, the survivors of the auction house.
Feitan was also studying Qiao Lun.
The man's clothing didn't look like something someone attending the auction would wear. He looked more like a high school student.
But to Feitan, his strength was unfathomable.
Feitan wouldn't have been surprised in the slightest if he refused outright.
"Where?"
Qiao Lun's reply made Feitan pause for a moment, but he quickly recovered and raised his hand to point at a building in the distance.
"There. People were stationed on the rooftop in advance. They're waiting for us," Feitan explained quickly.
"Someone down below is still following us. Will it be all right to head straight there?" Qiao Lun reminded him.
At the same time, doubts arose in his mind. Nue hadn't simply been flying through the open sky; it had descended somewhat, using the city's buildings as cover to evade Uvogin's pursuit.
But this approach seemed completely useless. Even if they managed to shake Uvogin off briefly, he would quickly catch up again.
Under these circumstances, Qiao Lun could think of only one possibility: someone had tampered with him, Nue, or Feitan.
When?
Everything since his transmigration flashed rapidly through his mind. There was only one suspicious moment: when Nue had broken through the window of the Semetary Building.
At the time, he had been worried that members of the Phantom Troupe might already have made preparations outside the building.
Now, Uvogin's relentless pursuit proved that his suspicions had been entirely correct, even though, at the time, he hadn't
noticed anything suspicious on the building's outer wall.
Still, that was possible. It would only take a little technique he hadn't learned yet!
After all, what he currently commanded was Cursed Energy, not Nen Abilities. If the enemy had used "In," a technique that could conceal emitted Nen, he really might have been unable to see their preparations at all.
Feitan was silent for a moment before speaking. "It'll be fine, but we need to stall for a little while."
Qiao Lun nodded, then said something that left Feitan's face filled with astonishment.
"All right, but before that, I need you to hit me hard. With Nen."