In the cave, Fang Zhixing was holding a martial arts secret manual "Heavenly Slaughter Splitting Sky," engrossed in reading.
Outside, sand and dust were pervasive, and the wind roared angrily.
"Awoo~"
Suddenly, a howl rang in his ears.
Fang Zhixing froze for a moment, then abruptly lifted his head, listening intently.
The next instant, a burst of singing echoed in his mind.
That's right!
Someone was singing in his mind.
"Unexpected news, you are that person, you've been out of touch for so many years..."
Fang Zhixing's lips curled up as he transmitted his voice, "Xigou, you've finally arrived."
"Haha!"
Along with a cheap-sounding laughter, billowing dust waves surged forward and plunged into the cave.
The pages of the book flipped rapidly, rustling loudly.
Fang Zhixing looked toward the entrance of the cave, and as the dust slowly dispersed, a colossal figure came into view.
Seven years had passed...
Xigou was no longer the frail pup it once was.
