Chapter 2: Resentment (2)

　　"Hmm?"

　　Suddenly, Mo Yu's gaze was attracted by a strand of foreign nen at the edge of the window.

　　"That's..."

　　He fixed his eyes to look.

　　The foreign nen was a wisp of black gas, floating above the window edge like a willow wisp.

　　"Black nen, and it's very faint."

　　Mo You stared at the wisp of black gas.

　　He recognized at once that this black nen was the nen left behind by human beings after death, which could also be considered as the thoughts, post mortem nen, obsessions, spirits, and even grievances left behind by human beings after death.

　　In this world, the thoughts left behind after death were a pretty common existence.

　　But ordinary people's post mortem nen was usually extremely weak, the sense of existence was usually close to zero, and would not have any impact on reality.

　　Only the kind of nen that was created from a strong emotion before death had a certain degree of strength, and the power to influence the world.

　　However, the nen left behind after the death of an ordinary person, even if it was imbued with strong emotions, usually did not pose a threat to a nen user.

　　Interestingly, in a world where anyone could learn nen in a step-by-step manner...

　　The vast majority of nen powers did not have the ability to eradicate post mortem nen, even if it was not a threat at all.

　　The only people who had the ability to eliminate nen were a small group of people called nen masters.

　　The black energy in front of Mo Yu was the same nen that was colored black by strong emotions.

　　It had always been there, but the previous Mo Yu could not see it.

　　But now that Mo Yu could open his aura nodes and had mastered Ten, he could see the post mortem nen that ordinary people couldn't see with the help of the nen that was collected in his body.

　　"Why is there post mortem nen in the monastery, is it..."

　　Mo Yu lifted his finger to his chin, his eyes pondering.

　　The home where his current body lived was a monastery built on a scenic hill with only him and his father, an abbot who ate alcohol and meat.

　　If there was anything special about the monastery -

　　In addition to asking for sticks and incense, as well as throwing coins to make a wish in the pool in front of the main hall, it was also the home of many relics.

　　It was one of the special features of the temple, that the relics of the deceased were placed on the table together with their last wishes.

　　Then.

　　This wisp of resentment was likely to have come from that pile of relics.

　　Mo Yu got up, slowly walked to the window, and observed the wisp of black resentment up close.

　　Its intensity was very weak, and it gave a sense of fading.

　　It posed no threat to ordinary people, let alone him, who had just entered the threshold of nen abilities.

　　"Huh?"

　　Mo Yu looked down to the bottom of the resentment.

　　He found that this wisp of resentment was not rootless, the bottom of it was actually connected to an even slimmer black nen wire.

　　"A thread?"

　　Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly and he subconsciously followed the black nen wire to look at the courtyard outside his window.

　　From his angle, he was able to see the courtyard paved with green masonry in front of the main hall, and in the middle of the courtyard was a release pond that was about half the size of a basketball court.

(TL/N: A release pond is where Buddhist worshippers would release captive wildlife because they believed it would create good karma for them.)

　　Although called a pond for releasing wildlife, in fact, there were no living things inside, only water and coins that were spread across the entire bottom of the pond.

　　At this moment.

　　Mo Yu's attention was firmly absorbed by the release pool.

　　Under the moonlight, the calm water of the release pond was covered with a mire of sticky black grievances, emitting a terrifying aura.

　　Cold and violent.

　　Full of extreme malice!

　　Just the moment this sight was gathered into his eyes, Mo Yu actually felt a great threat.

　　"Is this a joke...?"

　　This scene that came into his vision caused Mo Yu to stare in disbelief.

　　A chill ran down his spine.

　　Why would there be such an amazing amount of resentment accumulated in this homely temple?

　　This was not something that a pile of relics could create!

　　It was so intense, if ordinary people were to touch it for just a moment, they might die on the spot.

　　He had been transmigrated for over a year next to this large mass of resentment gathered in the release pond, but he was never even aware of it?

　　And those tourists who had come to visit the temple to offer incense would throw coins into the pool to make a wish, but nothing happened to them.

　　Many doubts flashed quickly in Mo Yu's head.

　　At the same time, because of the dangerous aura emanating from this group of grievances, Mo Yu quickly backed up.

　　He didn't know if it was because of his sight or backward movement that stimulated the grievances in the release pool, or if it was attracted to him by his nen.

　　As he stared at the big, sticky mass of grievances, it quickly contracted its shape, as if it had a consciousness, and pounced at him.

　　Its speed was extremely fast, it only took a breath for the mass to fly over a distance of dozens of meters, coming at Mo Yu.

　　Mo Yu froze up and released all of his nen to form a defense, but he was hit by the mass of post mortem nen anyway and lost consciousness on the spot.