Threads Of Destiny(Eastern Fantasy, Sequel to Forge of Destiny)

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One of Ling Qi's big things is propriety. We see that she gets pretty uncomfortable with public displays of affection and is always chaperoned on her outings with Bao Qingling. If she can, she will totally inforce propriety, even on those who may not want it at the moment.

Can I get a reference for the overt Qingling chaperoning stuff? I always thought Bai Maizhen could kind of do what she wanted with that, maybe not *in Ling Qi's presence* but in private sure? I don't remember Ling Qi going out of her way to reign her in?

I guess I just never read it this way, and Ma Fa seems pretty low on the totem pole of people in Ling Qi's life to the point where it wouldn't naturally come up and I can't see Ling Qi seeking it out just to mess with her.
 
Can I get a reference for the overt Qingling chaperoning stuff? I always thought Bai Maizhen could kind of do what she wanted with that, maybe not *in Ling Qi's presence* but in private sure? I don't remember Ling Qi going out of her way to reign her in?

I guess I just never read it this way, and Ma Fa seems pretty low on the totem pole of people in Ling Qi's life to the point where it wouldn't naturally come up and I can't see Ling Qi seeking it out just to mess with her.
Sorry, I meant the other Bao, the Bao that is courting us.

As for Ling Qi never seeking it out, she doesn't need it. Narrative force will ensure that no matter what Ma Fa does she won't get that alone time with Gun Jun. Ling Qi is just the newest force to come to bear in that regards.
 
I'd like to bring Ma Fa into our bard circle in the inner sect. Foxrider girl, adoptee rebel punk, old tutor, old bodyguard, us and Hanyi send like a very good group- tight relationships with us, good for improv and relaxing. Lots of different perspectives.
 
Sorry, Ma Jun? I am bad with names so I just grabbed spelling from a prior post, not realizing it was a joke.
 
Well, there goes my dark horse for this bracket. I thought that Fan Yu would be able to overcome Ma Jun and take a place in the Inner Sect, and it seems like he had all the tools needed to do so, but he couldn't grab the victory through his fear. Either fear of failure, fear of consequences, fear of being left behind.

He put up a good fight, but unless he is willing to risk taking the openings available to him, then I don't see him ever getting into the Inner Sect. And with both the Han's moving to the Inner, he'll lose the last shreds of support he really had in the outer sect. That we know of at least. There might be someone around that he's befriended.
 
That little musical exchange was great, our two GFs are probably watching the back and forth and smirking at how into these things Ling Qi gets, also she really has a thing for musicians, it's hilarious.
 
How did you calculate it?
Erebeal has a cultivation bonuses spreadsheet (it's pinned in the number-quarantine-zone) that denotes what our inherent bonuses are for certain projects, but it doesn't include sites or temporary modifiers so I applied those myself. You can find all of the bonuses yourself on the first page under cultivation, spirits, and the cultivation menu.
 
I knew, I just knew that I should have written a bunch of Fan Yu omakes in the first thread and put all the points from that in Fan Yu.
 
There's still hope for Fan Yu NegaQuest. All it need is to be aware that they are still in the character creation phase and are heading to the classic untalented and marriage denied MC.
 
Everyone's worried about Jungle Juice Sun Liling but just you wait, Fan Yu's going to wander off into the woods in despair and come back with the ultimate cheat to blow everyone away! :V
 
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"I wonder," Ling Qi mused. She had an idea, and Sixiang was amenable to helping. "You make the sea sound beautiful, but I think the sky is a greater inspiration for artists."

"As you have never seen it, that is unsurprising," Xia Anxi replied. "The majesty and romance of the ocean is the pinnacle of the world's beauty."
Thats a thrown gauntlet!
"I suppose I have been told that I follow in the style of Grandmistress Lei, though my only teacher was the spirit Zeqing," Ling Qi said, loosening her grip on her qi enough that her mentors name vibrated with the meaning underneath the base sound.

"A testament to the Grandmistress' skill that her style became so much a part of the world," Xia Anxi said, a note of fervency in his voice. "That is what I mean, even one with no learning uses the tools left by behind by those such as her. The works of the Coral Serpent, first of our line are much the same. Even the urchins and toughs of the docks sing her songs, crude as the rendition might be."

Ling Qi tilted her head to the side. "...How would you know what songs street urchins and labourers sing?"

Xia Anxi's golden eyes widened marginally before his expression smoothed over. "I speak in metaphor of course, to express how deeply a true grandmaster affects the world."

"Right," Ling Qi said, not letting her dubiousness show. Something to file away for later.

Takes one to know one.
He hummed a bar, and Ling Qi felt the change in the areas qi.

Push and pull, everlasting. Pressure. Sunlight glinting on rippling wavers, the infinite colors glittering beneath clear blue water. Near weightless suspension, floating on the current of the world.

Life, blooming with vitality. Living clouds of fish, gleaming in the dappled light that extended beneath the surface, wonders and horrors on a scale greater than the dry lands above.

Mystery, deep and infinite. The black abyss where the sloping sands dropped off. The infinite expanse where not a single island remained in sight.

Drumming her fingers on the arm of her seat, Ling Qi hummed back.

Wide as the world, stretching beyond comprehension, wisps of white the only stains in an infinite expanse. The feeling of soaring, freedom from the bonds of the earth, able to travel whatever direction one wished.

Colors, hues beyond counting splashed across the world, casting it in their light. The shadows of mountains and hills and cities silhouetted against the setting and rising sun. The white cloak of winter, setting all the world a-glitter. The stormy ides of spring, awakening chaos and bringing life to the world.

Noise and life. The howl of the wind through the mountaintops. The cries of birds migrating to and from far lands. The whisper of the breeze in the streets carrying all the scents of life.

"Ling Qi," Cai Renxiang's stern voice cut her off, and Ling Qi realized just how spiritually 'loud' they had gotten.

"Xia Anxi," Meizhen joined her, sounding more amused than stern.

"My apologies, Lady Cai," Ling Qi said.

"It seems we became too enmeshed in our conversation," Xia Anxi apologized, bowing his head.
Ling Qi: Launches off into the stratosphere
Xia Anxi: Dives into the abyss
Meizhen/Renxiang: "We've lost em"
Meizhen: (lol)
"Less entertaining though," Lao Keung drawled from the railing. "The fifth match is already over."

"Already?" Ling Qi said, blinking in surprise.

"Hm, I suppose after last year, the Han wished to show their virtue of speed," Bai Meizhen mused. Ling Qi peered down where a lazily smiling Han Jian raised his hands to the stands.
Making it look easy to make up for last year huh?
Big cat energy.
"The Han? Those would be the maquis of the east?" Xia Anxi said, catching up. "Hm, I hope the Guo know what they are doing with those."

"I rather doubt that the Han will choose to march like fools into the empty desert, to declare themselves king's of the grave," Bai Meizhen said dryly. "But yes, I imagine the Guo Lords are wary of the Han's rise."

"It is a delicate situation," Cai Renxiang agreed. "The Han are not so belligerent however. I have heard that the Han heir has secured a marriage for his son with a less valued Guo scion."
Its a good way to resolve the mess. The marriage demonstrates buy in by the Han - it signals they don't want to overthrow the Guo, and suggests that they'd be receptive to the Guo's assistance in securing appropriate resources for a rising Han.
"Odd, I do not recall seeing any Fan on the guest list," Bai Meizhen mused.

"There is one, an older brother I believe,"
Well...at least someone showed up.
"The Fan would be… ah the remaining agricultural clan in the east," Xia Anxi said, peering down. "Quite potent as things go over there, I am not certain about this one though."

"Some tribulation of the heart. No certainty in his movements, cultivation unstable," Lao Keung grunted.
The whole damned audience can see his issues though. This won't go well by him.
The pressure of fearing to suck only gets worse if you realize everyone can see it.
Fan Yu armored himself, pulling up stone and soil, Ma Jun began to summon shimmering flower petals around herself.
Tank vs Crowd Control.
This will take a while
The two lashed below, stubborn stone against flashing petals and wind, neither came away marked.

"Well whatever you say, it seems you instilled some pride in that girl," Xia Anxi said to her, watching Ma Jun circle the arena, feinting, dodging, chipping away at her opponent. "The colors, the metre, they scream of drive."

Ling Qi hummed to herself. "Frustration too."

She wondered what that was about. She would have to ask Gan Guangli.
Gan please.
You've blocked them enough that she's turning it into tangible facebreaking power!

...do keep going, its hilarious.
Below the shape of the match was becoming clear. Ma Jun was having difficulty hurting fan Yu, but he… he was only weathering her. Twice, she saw openings where he could have struck out at her, and twice Fan Yu failed to take them. It was…

"Pfah, the match is already over," Lao Keung said disdainfully. "Even if it goes on for awhile yet."

"I agree," Bai Meizhen said. "He is frightened, and that fear does not drive. It commands. Unfortunate for him."

Ling Qi was silent. She thought of the boy who had mocked her on her first day at the sect, who had been loudly against her throughout those early days. There had been, if she was honest with herself some satisfaction in surpassing him, even if she chose not to be blatant about it. Then there was pity, by year's end.

Now, there was not even that. He simply wasn't relevant to her life.

She would have to congratulate Ma Jun later though.
The fear isn't even OF Ma Jun. She's not strong enough to induce it.
Its fear of failure. Against someone he should be able to defeat.

He's letting a crowd controller stall him successfully because he doesn't want to fail.
 
Ling Qi tilted her head to the side. "...How would you know what songs street urchins and labourers sing?"

Xia Anxi's golden eyes widened marginally before his expression smoothed over. "I speak in metaphor of course, to express how deeply a true grandmaster affects the world."
I'm wondering if this was a "should not have revealed I snuck out and mingled with the commoners" slip or a "oh shit, hope I didn't just put my foot in it with this former street urchin" slip.

Now, there was not even that. He simply wasn't relevant to her life.
That's not true at all. After all, you still remember his name.
 
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