With determination burning in his heart, Lin Feng stepped into the pulsating light, feeling a rush of energy envelop him. The sensation was overwhelming, like being embraced by a force beyond his comprehension. As his senses adjusted, he found himself standing in the heart of a cavern unlike any he had seen before.
Before him lay a pedestal, upon which rested an ancient book. Its cover bore intricate patterns that seemed to shift like twinkling stars. Lin Feng's heart quickened as he reached out and took hold of the book—the "Star Devouring Art." Its weight in his hands felt significant, like the key to unlocking a new world of possibilities.
Beside the pedestal, a pool of shimmering liquid caught his attention. It was a pool of star energy, its ethereal glow illuminating the cave. Lin Feng could sense its power, an energy unlike anything he had encountered. It hummed with latent potential, waiting for the right cultivator to harness its might.
Lin Feng knelt beside the pool, his fingers skimming the surface of the liquid. He felt a tingling sensation as the star energy responded to his touch. He knew that this was the opportunity he had been waiting for—the chance to cultivate and grow stronger.
As he immersed himself in the pool, he felt the star energy seeping into his pores, infusing his body with its essence. He closed his eyes, focusing on the sensations, allowing the energy to flow through him. It was like a dance, a harmonious rhythm between his own spirit and the energy of the stars.
Time seemed to lose its meaning as Lin Feng bathed in the pool, his consciousness expanding, his mind opening up to new insights and possibilities. He could feel the barriers of his own limitations breaking down, replaced by a sense of boundless potential.
Hours, or perhaps even days, passed before Lin Feng finally emerged from the pool, his body radiating a newfound vitality. He stood taller, his eyes shining with determination. He had taken the first step on his cultivation journey, and he was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.
But as he turned to leave the cave, he felt a pang of unease. He remembered the encounter with the expert who had tried to possess him. What had been the true purpose of that encounter? And what did it have to do with the Star Devouring Art and the stolen pool of star energy?
Before he could ponder further, a voice resonated within the cave, deep and resonant. "Impressive, young cultivator."
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. He turned to find the unassuming figure of the expert materializing before him, his eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light.
"You," Lin Feng said, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his mind. "Who are you really?"
The expert smiled, a wry twist to his lips. "You can call me Zephyr. An ancient name, much like the powers that now stir within you."
Lin Feng's gaze never wavered. "Why did you try to possess me?"
Zephyr's gaze grew distant, a flicker of regret crossing his features. "My soul has been damaged, my life ebbing away. I sought a new vessel, a chance at survival."
"Survival?" Lin Feng repeated, his mind racing.
"Yes," Zephyr replied. "I am someone hunted by the Star Seeking Sect—a sect that seeks to harness the power of the stars themselves. They covet the pool of star energy that you now carry within you. They have pursued me for years, and I thought I could find refuge in another body."
Lin Feng's brow furrowed. "So, you intended to possess me and then escape from them?"
Zephyr nodded. "But you resisted, and in doing so, you proved yourself worthy. Worthy of the legacy I hold—the Star Devouring Art and the pool of star energy."
"What's the connection between the art, the energy, and the sect?" Lin Feng demanded.
"The Star Devouring Art is a path to mastery over star energy," Zephyr explained. "And the stolen pool of star energy was once the sect's most guarded treasure, until I took it from them."
Lin Feng's eyes widened. "So that's why they're after you."
Zephyr's form seemed to shimmer with a mixture of pain and determination. "Indeed. And now, the sect will stop at nothing to reclaim what was stolen from them."
"What do they want with the star energy?" Lin Feng pressed.
"It's said that star energy holds the potential to unlock profound insights, to ascend beyond the limits of mortal cultivation," Zephyr replied. "They seek to harness its power to become the ultimate cultivators, controlling the destiny of worlds."
Lin Feng's mind whirled with the implications of Zephyr's words. "And what do you want from me?"
Zephyr's gaze softened. "I want you to carry on my legacy. To use the Star Devouring Art to become strong, to protect those you care about, and to stand against the encroaching darkness of the sect."
Lin Feng acted like he felt a weight settle upon his shoulders—a responsibility that he hadn't asked for but was now undeniably his. "Why me?"
"Because you possess the strength of will to resist possession," Zephyr said, his voice filled with conviction. "You have the potential to master the art, to wield the star energy for good."
Lin Feng looked down at the book in his hands, the "Star Devouring Art." The path ahead was treacherous, but it was a path he chose willingly.
"Very well," Lin Feng said, meeting Zephyr's gaze. "I'll accept your legacy. I'll become strong, and I'll face the Star Seeking Sect."
Zephyr's smile was weary but genuine. "You are the hope I've been searching for."
As Lin Feng stepped out of the cave, he knew that his life had taken an unexpected turn. The legacy of the stars was now his, and his journey to master the art and protect the star energy had just begun.
"Haha. Do you think you can fool me."
Zephyr wanted to make Lin Feng an enemy of the star seeking sect. But thanks to his cautious nature he was not fooled. However he still had to act like he was.
"No way who knows if he could have make another attemped in possessing. However I am curious about what kind of sect can make such a fearful expert lose his life like this "