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Ouch, right in the dantian.Ling Qi shrugged uncomfortably. "...It's a private matter," she said, because she didn't have an answer.
I asked about this, cause I was not sure what those personal issues where.More open, may prompt more personal responses in turn and unpack issues regarding Hanyi.]
a 69 roll ? iiiinnteresting. I think the Fates are trying to tell us something ...
I think that's the missing word to make the phrase make sense.No, I think the province could use more music, and there are only so many musicians.
Becomming a mom can do that.I asked about this, cause I was not sure what those personal issues where.
Apparently LQ has a bit of "I have responsibility over this small person what do?!" going on.
The obvious other side of the argument is to do something simply because "it's useful" devaluates it.We need to use Carefree Mantle. Why cultivate it if we aren't going to use it.
I think it's that he's used to people who know what they're doing. He went in expecting a slightly irregular version of a noble date with an up-and-coming cultivator, and he got someone almost clueless and barely holding onto the little decorum she understands to keep from freezing up or running away. He's good enough at social to notice Ling Qi wasn't exactly enjoying herself the way you'd expect someone to on a date, and he tiptoed juuust gingerly enough through the conversation that Six was able to keep things going well.It seems Ling Qi's inability to interact is mutual here. Bao really has no idea what to do with her.
That's a filthy lie. She wants what any person born in the gutter and stepped on by those above them want. Not some lofty ambition, but something simple and primal. She wants to be free, to not be frightened anymore of others and that she will take her things or her life.Ling Qi didn't answer. Because she didn't have much did she? She wanted power of course and… maybe recognition, but there were few ways to word her lofty ambition that didn't sound…. Childish. "I suppose I want to establish a strong foundation for my family and support Lady Cai's efforts."
Bao Qian frowned. "It is fine if you do not want to reveal anything private, but surely you must have some ambition more personal than that? Something you want to do?"
Ling Qi huffed irritably. "Fine, I want to achieve the peak of cultivation. I want to rise to the Eighth realm on my own strength."
She expected polite laughter or perhaps a joke to break the awkward atmosphere. Instead, Bao regarded her curiously, as if waiting for her to continue. When she did not, he frowned. "But what do you want to achieve? Is there some matter of the spirits you wish to change? Some goal you wish to achieve that only the peak of temporal power can allow?"
Ling Qi shrugged uncomfortably. "...It's a private matter," she said, because she didn't have an answer.
That's a filthy lie. She wants what any person born in the gutter and stepped on by those above them want. Not some lofty ambition, but something simple and primal. She wants to be free, to not be frightened anymore of others and that she will take her things or her life.
Simplified, Ling Qi wants what all people want:
To be safe, to be free, to be loved.
For those she loves to be there for her without holding her back, and for them to be safe as well.
She seeks power, because she knows how bad life gets when you have none. Grand ambitions will not enter her field of thought until she and those she care for are safe, and in a setting like this? They won't be safe until she can either tell the Emperor and the Empire to take a hike, or have good enough relations with it and those near her, that she needs not worry about their plotting.