Only you, Ling Qi. Only you.It turned out for the best though, as the time she spent researching elements and combat tactics to help her make her decision turned up a lucky find. Buried behind a pile of scrolls on archery theory, she had found a small, dusty clay container still sealed by wax. Inside was a single dull white pill, it had a very strong medicinal scent though, and she had hurriedly tucked it into her storage ring for later identification.
Okay, others mentioned it already, but Han Jian's problem is his love life as predicted."I suppose we are," the haughty girl responded, crossing her arms under her chest as she looked up at Ling Qi. "I had imagined I might hire you on as a handmaiden you know, in the aftermath of the test. How foolish that notion seems now," she sighed, a slight waver of heat around her betraying her continued irritation. "I am trapped on the cusp of breaking through to silver," she admitted, anger coloring her tone as she looked away from Ling Qi. "It is infuriating to see you overtake me further every day, is that what you wished me to say?"
"I didn't wish for anything," Ling Qi responded simply, giving the other girl a hard look. "We're friends, right? Gu Xiulan, you said you had my back that first day the truce ended, and I have yours, but I'm not going to slow down, not for anyone. I'd think you would approve of that," she responded.
"I do," the girl responded grudgingly. "I might have thought you a potential servant at first, but I cannot deny that you are a peer now," she let out an irritable huff. "I apologize, it seems my composure is more frayed than I thought."
"It's fine," Lling Qi dismissed. "I don't doubt that you'll be able to manage soon," she thought it best not to mention the fact that Han Fang had broken through to yellow, evening out his cultivation, if her new sense for qi was correct. "Do you want to do soak for a bit then, and maybe get something to eat? You may just need some time to relax and reflect to clear things up."
"Perhaps," Gu Xiulan allowed. "In fact… yes. That may be wise," she admitted as she resumed walking. "Taking my mind off things for an afternoon may be what I need to center myself properly."
Ling Qi nodded in satisfaction. "So that aside, how have things been with you and the others, we don't always have much time to chat when we're hunting."
Gu Xiulan frowned. "It has been… well enough, I suppose," she said after a moment. "I do wish Han Jian would stop avoiding me though, it is becoming irksome."
Ling Qi gave her a curious look as she caught up. "He's been avoiding you? I didn't notice anything weird during training."
"Of course not," Gu Xiulan scoffed. "I would not so undermine his authority as to question him on personal matters during such exercises," she said dismissively, even as her gaze drifted to the ground. "He has been avoiding me outside of them though, and it is not merely due to a busy cultivation schedule. I know it."
Ling Qi made a sound of agreement as she walked beside her friend and allowed the girl to vent. It seemed that she was feeling ignored by Han Jian, and she got hints that there were other pressures involved as well. Her comments on Fan Yu had a particular edge to them that hadn't been there before, and she seemed reluctant to speak further on the sister she had mentioned in the previous sect too.
Might want to go take a poke at him and see if we can help him come to a conclusion, ANY conclusion. He doesn't give Xiulan a firm rejection, nor does he come out and say fuck the family and arranged marriages...which just winds up making everyone unhappy.
He needs to resolve this, but he's afraid of hurting his friends, so he takes no action and everything rots around him.
That and everyone's jelly of talent and stupid luck.
Well...that's one way to get the "threatened" bonus to a breakthrough..."I need a proper challenge, my Sister said as much," Gu Xiulan replied. "Hunting beasts is all well and good, but it is not the same as fighting a fellow cultivator. I think that is why I have slowed down of late. Nothing has exactly brought my blood to boil since that first day of the truce ending."
Ling Qi was silent for a few moments, eyeing the other girl warily as she continued to eat her powdered ice more daintily. "...Won't older disciples all be even stronger than the top of our year though?" She asked, having a feeling she wasn't going to dissuade the other girl.
"Of course not," Gu Xiulan dismissed. "Some certainly, but not all. I am certain I could find us an appropriate challenge or two, and once we defeat a few the challenges will come to us, and we can stand in our own glory rather than playing second."
Though this is playing with a hell of a lot of fire.
Reassurances in order here.The fact that she had asked Meizhen to help her train her mental defenses just made it worse really. Several times she had been nearly reduced to tears by Bai Meizhen's powerful fear inducing techniques, cracking her newfound confidence and leaving her feeling as if she had a very long way to go indeed.
Meizhen had somewhat awkwardly offered her the salves to heal the wounds inflicted during their training sessions, but when Ling Qi found herself having a hard time trying not to flinch in the other girls presence, she couldn't help but wonder if it was really worth it. Meizhen's stiff expression and posture in the aftermath seemed to display similar thoughts on her part.
And this would be good advice, if not one Ling Qi used herself. More to do with her friends who are stuck failing breakthroughs.Ling Qi did her best not to frown. "I think you should do what makes you happy," she responded simply. "You're cultivation should be about the path you want to walk," she added, stressing her words. "Anything else is just going to hinder you, if you really still don't know. You might not want to break through yet."
Ling Qi, potentially maiming yourself is not blowing it out of proportion!Li Suyin briefly went silent, and for a moment Ling Qi started to worry that she had said something wrong. "...You shouldn't be practicing formations if you aren't in practice with your brush," Ling Qi blinked as the one eyed girl actually scolded her. "It's dangerous, do you know what could happen if you mix up your strokes like this with formations characters?" She asked, gesturing to some of the more ill formed characters on the page.
"it … won't work?" Ling Qi responded uncertainly, not entirely sure where the heat in her friend's voice had come from.
"It could explode, damage your channels with the qi backlash or plenty of other bad things!" Li Suyin responded. "It's very important not to be lax about one's brushwork, you could get hurt badly," she continued, looking worried.
Well thus far Ling Qi's focus had been on simply identifying and possibly breaking formations, not actually creating them, barring the simple bit of utility work on her kiln. "Sorry," she replied, holding up her hands defensively. "I'll be a little more careful in the future," she responded sincerely. She thought Li Suyin was blowing it out of proportion, but it was nice to see her speaking up, so Ling Qi kept those thoughts to herself. "So, the passage?"
Not that I ever paid attention to stroke order myself
Oooo, sweet.A mystic Art based upon consumption of celestial qi to improve and refine body and mind. Granted to those smiled upon by some aspect of the moon, in order to bring them closer to their patron. The form granted by the Grinning Crescent Moon emphasizes the mystery and hidden nature of acts performed in the night. Some part remains hidden to you though...
Effects
Adds five dice to Physical and Spiritual cultivation up until Early Green/Bronze
Adds three dice to the cultivation of all Yin aspected Arts
Adds two automatic successes to all qi increase rolls
Grants the user a single 'virtual' stone of up to Yellow grade per week
Grants the user two additional dice on Stealth and Larceny checks performed at night
Allows the user to bind spirits of up to Grade two
I think our Stealth is about as high as it's possible to get by now for our tier, we'd probably have a decent shot at ambushing a senior cultivator.
And we should be ready to bind tortoise on hatching
...which is getting nearer.Her egg needed tending first. It had shifted a few times in the last week, the green veins pulsing as it drank in the heat.
Hmm, for a set up, this is weird, because it's fairly trivial to get the kind of knives Ling Qi is using. So it's a limitation of their art.It seemed the attacker only struck in the outermost two streets, and on the road leading into the area, and even then only after midnight, and if the target was alone. Everything else was as Cai said, the attacker struck from out of sight and took them down with a single paralyzing blow. They were either using their fists or a blunt weapon, because the victims had no cuts or puncture wounds. A couple of the ones she spoke too noted something else that Cai hadn't mentioned though. They remembered hearing flute music before they blacked out.
The opposing mist is thicker, but weaker.Ling Qi was ready though, and one of her knives flashed out from her hiding place in a streak of light. It struck home a moment later stabbing into the attackers lower back and causing it to stumble and let out a feminine gasp of pain. The noise was enough for her bait to spin and around, spot the figure and let out an alarmed shriek before dashing off toward the houses.
Well, she couldn't blame the girl really, and frankly she was glad to keep potential complications to a minimum. She drew her flute and moved cautiously forward… only to pause as the figure did the same, straightening up with an instrument in her hands… and calling forth a mist with the first notes played.
Ling Qi narrowed her eyes in consternation, the tune was light and reedy, and worst of all slightly off key. It also wasn't her Melody, and though the mist was thick and difficult to see through, it was easily engulfed by her own mist, and she felt her diapason take hold.
And it can wield Heaven techniques, the paralysis mentioned.The thing jerked, and its hand rose, crackling with electric qi, but Ling Qi batted the slow movement aside and drove her palm into her doppelgangers throat. It twitched once more and let out a soft hissing sound before it crumbled.
Literally in this case, the facsimile of her appearance collapsing into a mound of black earth and dust, Laying half buried in the center of the mound was an eerie little china doll with her face painted on it's ceramic visage.
The painted face indicates it's not the blind dude though. Probably.
So what do we know? This is an Earth/Heaven art. An odd combination.