The Secret Within Hangfang
The scene shifts to Hangfang, cloaked in thick black smoke, hovering towards the city. As the smoke begins to clear, an enormous mansion comes into view—its grandeur beyond imagination. Towering spires stretch into the sky, and intricate carvings adorn its walls, radiating an ethereal glow. Hangfang halts before the mansion, and in that moment, Xiao Tianyan manifests within him.
Xiao Tianyan, visibly irritated, crosses his arms. "Alright, enough of this. Who are you, and why are you in my body?"
Hangfang's voice resonates in Xiao Tianyan's mind, a playful smirk apparent in his tone. "Relax, kid. You're surprisingly weak for someone with so much potential. You couldn't even handle those assassins."
Xiao Tianyan glares at the air. "Weak? Says the guy who's squatting in my body. Start explaining—now!"
Hangfang's voice shifts, deepening with an ominous undertone. "I am Hangfang, the true owner of this body. As for why I'm here, you're not worthy of that knowledge yet."
Xiao Tianyan's eyes narrow in fury. "Not worthy? Do you even realize how disturbing it is to have someone living inside me? And what do you mean by 'true owner'?"
Hangfang chuckles softly. "Relax. I'm not here to spy on your private moments or meddle with your little adventures. But I'll tell you this—those assassins weren't just ordinary people."
Xiao Tianyan frowns, confusion clouding his features. "Then who were they? And why were they after me?"
Hangfang's voice becomes heavy with gravity. "They're from the Universe Demon Clan. They came for you because of your body's uniqueness. And the fact that I killed some of their members has now made you a target."
Xiao Tianyan stands frozen, the weight of Hangfang's words sinking in. After a pause, he dares to ask, "If they're that powerful, why does it feel like this is only the beginning?"
Hangfang sighs, almost with regret. "Because it is. These aren't your average enemies. They're relentless, and their strength far exceeds anything you can comprehend right now. But…"
Xiao Tianyan's voice trembles with urgency. "But what?"
Hangfang's tone softens, becoming somewhat reassuring. "But you're not alone. I'm here, and I'll teach you techniques that could give you a fighting chance. Master them, and you might survive—at least until their leader shows up."
The Techniques of Survival
Without further delay, Hangfang begins transmitting knowledge into Xiao Tianyan's mind. Complex diagrams and ancient runes swirl within his consciousness, as Hangfang explains each technique:
1. Smoke Path Technique
"This will greatly enhance your speed. When you move, a cloud of smoke will surround you, making you invisible to others. But you'll be able to see clearly within the smoke."
2. Soul Devour
"A dangerous yet powerful technique. It allows you to perform a soul attack on your enemy, consuming their essence. If successful, you'll absorb 40% of their cultivation."
3. Blood Healing
"This technique uses blood—yours or your opponent's—to heal your injuries. Not only that, but it will temporarily boost your power. However, overuse can permanently weaken your body."
Xiao Tianyan gasps for air as the techniques settle into his mind. Overwhelmed, he looks at Hangfang, his eyes burning with resolve. "If these techniques are as powerful as you say, I'll master them. But why are you helping me?"
Hangfang hesitates before speaking, a rare moment of vulnerability in his voice. "Let's just say… I have my reasons. But understand this: the Universe Demon Clan isn't your only enemy. There are truths about your body, your past, and even your sect that you're not ready to face yet."
The Registration Plan
As Hangfang's presence fades, Xiao Tianyan regains control of his body, but Hangfang's voice continues guiding him. "Listen closely. To avoid drawing attention, we'll register for the city's upcoming sect competition. Use the name of your sect, Tian Shu Sect, as cover."
Xiao Tianyan frowns, his mind racing. "A competition? What does that have to do with anything?"
Hangfang responds matter-of-factly, "This competition is a major event where sects display their strongest disciples. By registering under your sect's name, we can create an alibi and protect you from unnecessary scrutiny."
Reluctantly, Xiao Tianyan agrees. Approaching the grand registration hall, he presents his Tian Shu Sect token, claiming his place in the competition. The stern-faced clerk eyes him skeptically. "You don't look like the usual disciples from Tian Shu Sect. Are you sure you're qualified?"
Xiao Tianyan forces a confident smile, despite the growing anxiety. "I've been training in isolation for years. You'll see my strength in the arena."
The clerk, after a moment's hesitation, nods and stamps his entry. "Very well. You're registered under the Tian Shu Sect. The competition begins in two days."
As Xiao Tianyan steps out of the hall, his heart pounds with anticipation. Hangfang's voice echoes in his mind one last time. "Good. Now prepare yourself. This competition is just the beginning of the trials ahead."