Ordinary people who don’t understand Nen would let their inner Aura dissipate slowly from the top of their heads.

At this moment, that was the state Hawk, in Moyu’s eyes, was in.

It’s worth noting that Nen users can also mimic ordinary people by letting their aura flow out freely.

However, even though anyone can learn Nen under normal circumstances, only a very few actually come in contact with it.

Moyu naturally assumed —

His dear old dad was an ordinary person.

“Ten days to half a month, huh…”

Moyu gazed at the morning light outside the main hall.

Hawk being away from home for half a month was good news for him.

During this time, he would surely lock the temple’s main gate and not entertain any visitors.

This would give him more time to hone his Nen abilities.

Moyu didn’t linger in the hall; he headed straight to the kitchen and grabbed a quick bite.

By the time he finished breakfast, Hawk had already left the temple, ever the swift actor.

With Hawk gone, the vast temple felt eerily empty with only Moyu left.

Walking out of the kitchen, Moyu stared at the empty courtyard, fragments of memories flashing through his mind.

In those memories, perhaps because Hawk frequently traveled, Moyu’s predecessor had repeatedly asked Hawk to allow him to keep a cat or dog for company.

For some reason, Hawk consistently declined these requests, leaving no room for negotiation.

Having a cat or a dog in the temple would have certainly kept it from feeling so desolate.

Speaking of which, there weren’t even turtles or koi in the temple pond…

Over time, it had become more of a wishing pond, with many coins thrown in by visitors.

Shaking his head slightly, Moyu pushed away the memories of his past life, locked the main temple gate, and quickly swept the courtyard clean with a broom.

Having done Hawk’s bidding, Moyu returned to his room and sat down on his bed, beginning his daily meditation.

The Aura emanating from within him shone with a soft glow, covering Moyu’s body.

Ten, Zetsu, Ren, and Hatsu.

These are the four fundamental techniques of Nen. Once mastered, one can start developing their Nen abilities.

Moyu had already mastered Ten, and logically, he should be practicing Zetsu next.

But the recent information he received about exorcism gave him a deeper understanding of the Nen system.

A thought arose in his mind —

Could he directly start developing his Nen abilities, even if only in their initial stages?

Opening his eyes, Moyu mumbled, “I wonder which category my Nen ability belongs to. If I were to develop an ability, what would be the most suitable for me?”

Perhaps influenced by the exorcism information…

Once this thought arose, it became unstoppable, like wildly growing vines, rapidly spreading through every corner of Moyu’s mind.

Various scenes, which only existed in imagination and not of this world, flashed rapidly through Moyu’s thoughts.

And then —

Under the morning light, something miraculous happened.

The Aura on Moyu flowed like water into the shadow cast by the slanting sunlight on the bed, or more accurately, merged with the shadow.

The shadow, having absorbed the Aura, began to slowly bulge, forming a bubble.

Moyu witnessed this entire process.

He stared intently at the shadow transitioning from a two-dimensional state to a three-dimensional one. A word inexplicably surfaced in his mind —

Soul!

This must be the most unique thing about him in this world.

Influenced by the exorcism information, with just a fleeting thought, his ability was born, even if it was still in its infancy…

“Pop.”

The bubble burst suddenly, and the shadow returned to its normal state in an instant.

From the imitation to the burst, the entire process lasted only three seconds.

At the same time,

A sudden wave of fatigue caused Moyu to collapse onto the bed.

“Was that… the infancy of my ability?”

Moyu silently stared at the ceiling.

To awaken an ability without mastering the four fundamentals should be an exhilarating and exciting experience.

But for some reason, Moyu felt calm at the moment, a strange sense as if it was meant to be.

…..

At the foot of the mountain,

The wooden steps in the scenic area, worn down by years of neglect, creaked loudly as Hawk descended.

“If we have a chance to talk again, I hope you’ll call in a quiet environment.”

The emotionless voice of a woman emanated from the phone Hawk held.

It seemed the creaking noise from the wooden stairs was quite displeasing to the woman on the other end.

“I had an emergency, how could I be more considerate? Besides, it’s been so long since we’ve communicated, Cheadle, you haven’t changed a bit, always nitpicking.”

Hawk replied while continuing down the wooden stairs.

Although there were hardly any people around at this time, Hawk’s eyes were always scanning his surroundings out of habit.

“Get to the point.”

The woman on the phone clearly did not want to waste time.

Hawk didn’t beat around the bush, “Cheadle, I need your help. If possible, I hope you can come.”

“…”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Hawk stopped in his tracks, waiting for Cheadle’s response.

After a few moments, Cheadle’s agreeing voice came through, “Okay.”

“…”

This time it was Hawk’s turn to be silent.

Due to some unpleasant events in the past, he was mentally prepared to be persistent. He hadn’t expected Cheadle to agree so readily.

“Cheadle, I’m grateful you agreed to help. But the fact that you agreed without even questioning, to be honest… it scares me a bit.”

“To get you to swallow your pride and reach out for help, even if I didn’t ask, I could guess the reason.”

There was more emotion in Cheadle’s voice this time.

Both disdain and anger.

“Hawk, everyone has to pay for their mistakes. If it were up to me, I wish that wretched person who should have died in the past was you, and the one who should die in the future remains you.”

“Thank you for still being willing to help, Cheadle…”

Hawk seemed unfazed by Cheadle’s sharp words and genuinely expressed his gratitude.

Hunter Association Building.

Cheadle, a member of the Zodiacs, stood in front of a window wall. After hearing Hawk’s gratitude, she took a deep breath.

She let her emotions get the better of her…

In practical terms, venting her frustrations and anger didn’t advance the conversation in any meaningful way.

Cheadle reflected on her actions, reminding herself internally to maintain her composure.

She then spoke in her previous emotionless tone, “Thanking me is premature. Also, understand that I’m agreeing to your request as a Professional Hunter.”

“That’s for the best.”

Hearing Cheadle say this, Hawk felt considerably more at ease.

Staring at the blue sky outside, Cheadle continued, “Then go through the proper channels to place the commission.”

“Alright.”

Hawk responded, pausing briefly before adding, “There’s one more thing.”

“Go on.”

“Moyu awakened Nen under the influence of the Divine Script.”

After saying this, Hawk moved the phone away from his ear.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

Cheadle’s incredulous shout echoed from the phone. Hawk’s foresight spared his ears from the full brunt of her outburst.

Bringing the phone back to his ear, Hawk said in a serious tone, “Cheadle, I found it hard to believe at first as well, but there are always those rare prodigies in this world. So, why couldn’t Moyu be one of them?”

“…”

Cheadle remained silent.

Hawk, at this point, was unaware that Moyu had already manifested a prototype of an unknown Nen ability.

Information: Divine Script – A technique where one uses a script-like font as a medium, sealing Nen within it. It can produce various effects such as enhancing, controlling, sealing, or even temporarily storing Nen abilities. Due to its complexity and limited practical application in battle, few have mastered it.