"Perhaps you could spar with him a bit? Zhengui rarely gets to face enemies other than myself," Ling Qi suggested. That would be changing in the future. She wanted Zhengui and Hanyi to join her next time she sparred Cai Renxiang.
Wang Chao eyed her little brother up and down. "Not a bad idea," he said glancing back at her and the others. "If I'm to give you proper instruction I'll need to see the two of you together though."
Ling Qi really did not want to risk embarrassing the older boy. He was a step above her in cultivation of course, and as a count scion his arts were surely high quality… but she was aware of just how frustrating she was to fight. It might be better to do that with proper sparring license worked out in a private training ground. "That is fair, but I was hoping that you could assess his abilities individually first?"
"I too wish to see the great beasts abilities in action," Alingge agreed, her eyes not leaving Zhengui. "The mists and ice are not good for spectation."
Well as we see here concerns about Wang Chao's pride may be overblown.
Though Ling Qi is still super annoying to fight and such a spar may be a poor introduction, win or lose,Wang Chao isn't that weak.
"I, Zhen will face whoever Big Sister likes," Zhen hissed haughtily.
On Zhengui's part, he's fairly enthusiastic about the idea of getting to strut his stuff in front of an audience,
"Gui too," his other half agreed. "Are we gonna fight Mister Avalanche?"
"It seems so," Wang Chao seemed fairly chuffed, rolling his shoulders as he surveyed the Xuan Wu.
Zhengui has good social skills.
Usually he tends to offend people with his blunt descriptions
"It should be good fun. I assume your spirit does not need to be coddled, Miss Ling?" Wang Chao asked.
"...I will trust your discretion," Ling Qi replied, and the words were difficult to force out. She felt a pang of pain at the thought of leaving Zhengui to fight a stronger opponent unsupported, but it was only a spar. She couldn't baby him, if he was going to keep up with her. "Zhengui, fight hard, okay?"
"Yes, Big Sister!" They both announced in unison.
And heres one of the issues: Ling Qi is a bit of a helicopter parent, Zhengui feels like he can't prove his strength, either she's there and being overprotective, or she's not and well...he feels lonely.
Being present without fighting his fights for him is hard.
The line between neglectful and smothering is thin.
Together with Alingge, Ling Qi withdrew to the edge of the training field as the air around it shimmered, not cutting them off from the outside, but just preventing any stray qi or objects from flying out and disrupting the rest of the training grounds. Ling Qi glanced to the fur clad girl at her side. "...Do you actually have trouble seeing through my mist?"
"It is an effort," Alingge replied shortly, watching as Wang Chao and Zhengui walked apart, giving each other some starting distance. "Effort better spent elsewhere. Though it was amusing to watch you hunt in the tournament."
Ling Qi hummed, noting the faint circulation of qi through the girl's eyes, ears and nose. She was activating some kind of perception art. "And I have improved quite a lot since then," she mused.
"Yes," the other girl agreed.
Ling Qi's battles are quite uniquely frustrating to watch. It just whites out and then everyone's keeled over unless you have more powerful perception arts to penetrate it.
Out in the field, Wang Chao had leveled his pike at Zhengui. "Let us begin then! Sir Ling, I will give you a five count to prepare yourself!"
Ling Qi blinked, referring to Zhengui that way… Wang Chao was taking her claim of him as her little brother kind of seriously wasn't he. She wondered, was that actually a thing she could do, legally speaking?
Almost certainly yes, considering how many of the founding Imperial clans are strongly spiritblooded.
Expect the Celestial Peaks types to give you snooty looks though.
"Oh, you better not look down on Gui," her little brother grumbled, even as his shell flared with volcanic light, and Ling Qi felt his root system spreading under the field. The air around Zhen distorted with heat.
"He's surprisingly earnest," Ling Qi said idly.
"Lord Wang is very straightforward,"
So...I'd guess Ling Qi expected more intrigue or hidden motives out of any and all nobles?
Wouldn't surprise me if she did, since her introduction to noble etiquette is Meizhen.
She glanced over to see Liang He approaching them. She took a moment to study his face. All playfulness aside, he really did seem slightly afraid of her.
"I am glad I came to him for help with this then," Ling Qi said, dipping her head politely. "...And I am sorry for injuring you so badly. It only seemed respectful to use my finisher after you used yours."
Pretty hard to decipher whats going on...is Ling Qi really bad at reading the signs or is he more of scaroused?
Wang Chao had begun to move toward Zhengui, ripples of qi echoing from his feet with each step. Every pulse pinged out and reverberated back, flooding back into his meridians. Each pulse was weak, but with every step they were growing slowly stronger. The earth between him and Zhengui erupted with crawling surging branches and vines, a fortress wall rising from the earth as Zhen's throat swelled with superheated qi.
Avalanche indeed. Stacking Earth momentum seems his main strategy, which would seem to react poorly with Ling Qi and Zhengui's attritional strategies, since while they're more tired, when they hit they'd probably blow through the attritional roadblocks without something more solid of an advantage
"I understood," he said with a weak chuckle, turning his eyes to the battle. Ling Qi considered the way he regarded Wang Chao's back as he charged into the teeth of Zhengui's defenses. Her earlier musing had been off base. Taking things seriously, that seemed more like the way Han Fang had looked at Han Jian. There was nothing romantic there, just loyalty, and something vaguely familial.
Feudal loyalty?
Sworn brotherhood?
"Not a bad barrier!" Wang Chao announced. "But the foundation is unstable!" Ling Qi blinked as he thrust his pike right into the grasping, regenerating vines with no sign of a more powerful technique, but she blinked as the qi of Zhengui's Paradise Rampart cracked and violently shattered around the point of impact, taking its physical manifestation with it.
Hmm...if I'm reading this right, he broke Paradise Rampart by striking UNDER it, its a plant, so if you damage the roots or remove the soil that supports it, it can't sustain the regrowth with nothing to draw upon, and thats a technique concept counter(like denying Liling blood) rather than a dispel
Of course, her little brother was alert, and before the debris had even struck the ground, a massive glob of molten glass and liquid fire struck Wang Chao full on.
"Your Zhengui has considerable power for his cultivation," Alingge observed. She stood with her arms crossed under her fur cloak, wholly still except for her eyes. Her composure had obviously recovered. "Is that natural, or have you used some technique to bolster him?"
"...Elder Ying gave me some lessons on spirit bonding, and aiding growth, but nothing like an art," Ling Qi replied. "Is that a thing?" If so, some parts of the Songseekers Ceremony made more sense
The other girl glanced at her. "There are cultivation arts for this, yes."
Things not being said: "Oh my god, if he's this powerful without a supporting cultivation art what would he look like with one?!"
Laughter rang out from the clearing smoke as Wang Chao barreled through, glowing molten droplets flying from his armor. It was a deep belly laugh too. It seemed that he was that type of fighter. It was too bad that Gan Guangli was not here, he would probably be better at this, Ling Qi lamented.
I'm sure he'd handle charming Wang better, but he probably wouldn't find it an opportunity to grow.
He crossed the remaining distance to her little brother in barely a moment, grasping roots torn wholesale from the earth when they tried to hinder his feet. His pike swung out, and Zhengui's head pulled back into his shell as he stamped forward, presenting his shelled shoulder to the blow. There was a ring ling a temple gong being struck as metal met shell, and the hard packed earth beneath them shattered in a shower of grit and stony shrapnel.
...ring a ling?
...At least Zhengui seemed to be having fun, going by the excitement ringing through their bond.
"It's probably not a bad idea to let him play around with some other folks. You are kind of an ass to fight," Sixiang chuckled.
Zhengui is hype.
He wants more stuff like this
"He's holding back though," Ling Qi said absently, only realizing that he had spoken aloud a moment later.
"It is not typically the point of a spar to immediately crush your opponent," Liang He said.
"I know that," Ling Qi replied. All the same, the ugly feeling that sometimes rose up after a spar with Meizhen or Cai Renxiang stirred in her stomach. It seemed watching her little brother be on the other end of it was no less disatisfying.
...come to think of it Ling Qi's spars tend to be a bit extreme without the Golden Fields group. Both Renxiang and Meizhen are on the overwhelming crushing force side, and the 'spars' with weaker cultivators is mostly Ling Qi standing there watching them go donk on her defenses.
Wang Chao skidded back, catching Zhen's striking fangs on his forearm, as her little brother pushed him away, the crack in his shell left by their clash already sealing up with oozing liquid green qi drawn from the earth under his feet. She clenched her fists as Wang Chao punched Zhen directly in the snout with a boulder like crash, with such force that the serpent's head flew backward, molten spittle flying from his jaws.
Side moment to comment on the fight being pretty awesome to visualize.
That'd probably make a great piece of art.
"It is not so uneven as it looks. He is ramping up now that he has tested your Zhengui's toughness," Alingge said. "...What a strange beast qi."
"What do you mean by that anyway?" Ling Qi asked, not looking away from the fight. The hole in the Paradise Rampart technique had sealed itself, cutting off retreat as Gui hunkered down, drawing vitality from his roots and Wang Chao was trading blows with Zhen, liquid fire going everywhere and setting the grass alight.
"It is the way of my clan to cultivate through observation and study of beasts and plants," Alingge replied. "This is why I thank you for the opportunity. Beast Qi are the energies which make up a beasts' natural functions."
"Ah, so it's all beast qi, even if it's fire or wood or whatever else," Ling Qi caught on easily.
"Yes," Alingge agreed.
...its a Steve Irwin cultivation art?
The earth roiled as spearing stabbing roots erupted, shattering on Wang Chao's armor as he charged back into melee with Zhengui, the ripples echoing from his footfalls were growing quite dense and potent now, and his armor and flesh were taking on a stony texture. The ground shook when he walked now. Stone peeled away and burned as he took another Volcanic Shot directly to the chest.
Like an Avalanche indeed. Once he got momentum he's pretty inexorable.
Looks like a Mountain technique more than Earth now that I think of it.
The difference in potency between the arts of a cultivator at the fourth stage of green and a beast at the second was telling it seemed.
...And she had underestimated Wang Chao a little, it seemed.
Ling Qi, remember you hunted Green beasts as a Yellow without a lick of danger.
That Zhengui is doing as well as he is says much more about how powerful Zhengui is than anything else.
Wang Chao leaped, the force of his jump cracking the already ruined field, and a dark grey shell of qi that had been building with each pulse exploded off of him, forming a spheroid shell as he fell back to earth on a collision course with Zhengui.
To his credit, Gui let out his own earthshaking below of challenge as he hardened his stance, preparing for impact. The resulting blast sent a powerful gust outward, sending her hair and gown fluttering.
Is that a melee Meteor technique?
I hope Zhengui picks up that trick. Self Yeeting Turtle!
"It looks like he needs a little more work," Ling Qi said with a wry chuckle. "I might have to cut back on cultivation to train him a little more."
"That is a strange conclusion," Alingge replied, peering into the rising cloud of smoke and grit that consumed both combatants. "Empowering clan and companions is cultivation."
"And he hardly showed himself poorly," Liang He said tentatively, finally speaking up again.
"You're being kinda unreasonable again," Sixiang pointed out.
And...yeah,
that is an answer to her Heart Demon.
Ling Qi needs more exposure to other points of view.
Some answers need to come from an external perspective.
"Hoho, you are a sturdy one!" Wang Chao's voice interrupted the conversation as the smoke began to clear. The field was cratered inward several meters, and Zhengui lay at the bottom of the crater. Well, lay had the wrong implications. He was embedded in the bottom of the crater, only the top of his shell sticking out of the dirt. Several spikes were cracked or broken, and a spiderweb of fractures spread across the whole structure, but she forced herself to acknowledge that Zhengui was fine. He was already beginning to regenerate the damage.
Zhen wormed his head out of the earth, emerging from the shell covered in dust and grit. He looked distinctly displeased. "I, Zhen am not defeated!"
"Perhaps not, Sir Ling, but there is nothing more to be gained. I have your measure. Anything more will need to involve Miss Ling," Wang Chaos called down from the top of the crater. He was dusty and a bit scorched, but otherwise unharmed.
Now, Wang Chao didn't really put his back into the technique, but that looks like the finishing move of one of his intermediate arts at least. And Zhengui is still standing, if embedded into the ground.
Our boi is Tonk.
Also I shudder to see ANYTHING that could provoke the kamikaze blast. Anyone getting to that point is likely to be pretty low on Qi and doing enough damage to KO Zhengui is vastly easier in melee than anything else.
When he first explodes whoever takes him out is going to need some kind of surprise negating low qi cost perfect defense.
[X] You have been trying to improve your social game. Keep pushing it. See if you can arrange something with not only Wang Chao, but also Alingge, Liang He and possibly others. (Social Benefits. Less focused training. Lower but wider skill bonuses. Zhengui gets more experience with other cultivators.)
What Spirit beasts need most for growth is new insights and perspectives, and the same goes for Green cultivators. Raw combat ability is important, but not for cultivation. New ideas, new experiences, bypassing the limitations on your way of thought using insights from other trees.
That is, after all, how you get around a philosophical catch which you couldn't do on your own. No matter how much you self reflect, if you had the solution within you, you wouldn't have the problem to begin with.