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Yun Fan was filled with joy; this Transformation Technique was truly a lifesaver. If he could cultivate it to the third level, even facing the pursuit of an Earth Realm Expert, he would be able to evade capture. After all, an Earth Realm Expert possessed Divine Sense, allowing them to lock onto any aura within a thousand meters with ease.
All he needed to do was change his aura and conceal himself to avoid danger. It was no wonder that Qian Mian Zi had committed so many crimes and managed to survive the court's manhunt until now; it was all thanks to this Transformation Technique.
With a smile on his face, Yun Fan felt a sense of urgency to practice this technique. He truly needed to change his appearance and could not reveal his true identity, especially in the Blood Demon Valley, where it was crucial to keep his status as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect hidden to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Thus, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate the Transformation Technique.
Days passed, and after several days of practice, Yun Fan had cultivated the Transformation Technique to the second level. With a thought, his entire face and body began to shift instantly. Looking into the bronze mirror, he saw a very ordinary, even somewhat unattractive visage. His physique had become tall and robust, presenting a stark contrast to his previous self.
Even standing in front of someone familiar, they would likely not recognize him as Yun Fan.
At that moment, footsteps approached from outside the door. Zhou Da Cong's voice rang out, calling for Yun Fan.
Yun Fan's lips curled into a smile as he pushed open the door and stepped outside. Upon seeing a stranger emerge from the room, Zhou Da Cong was taken aback. A blade appeared in his hand instantly as he shouted loudly, "Who are you? Where is Yun Fan?"
The ordinary-looking young man chuckled softly, his hoarse voice responding, "How could you not even recognize me?"
Hearing this, Zhou Da Cong's wariness gradually faded as he asked in confusion, "You are Yun Fan?"
Yun Fan laughed heartily. With another thought, he reverted back to his original appearance, and his voice returned to its former tone.
With a smile, he said, "It seems this disguise technique is indeed impressive."
Zhou Da Cong looked at the scene before him and finally confirmed that this person was Yun Fan. However, he still felt a bit shocked. He never expected that one could change their appearance and physique, even their voice, making them completely unrecognizable—a total stranger.
Chuckling, he rubbed his hands together and said flatteringly, "Yun Fan, could I borrow this disguise technique to observe for a few days? Once I learn it, I will return it to you."
Upon hearing this, Yun Fan smiled and nodded. It was just a disguise technique after all, and allowing Zhou Da Cong to learn it would provide him with another means of survival in the outside world.
He took out the secret manual from his pocket and handed it over. Zhou Da Cong excitedly accepted it, his eyes filled with gratitude. Although this manual could only conceal one's identity, it was quite valuable; ordinary people would treasure it dearly. He never expected Yun Fan to be so generous as to let him learn it.
With a grin, he said, "Thank you for your great kindness, Yun Fan. I have no way to repay you except to offer myself in service."
After saying this, Zhou Da Cong grinned widely and leaned closer.
Yun Fan's expression darkened as he quickly waved his hand to stop him; he had no interest in such advances.
Zhou Da Cong chuckled in response.
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