The texture of the concept expressed through these talisman's felt strange compared to her own understanding, embedded now forever in the blade she had a part of herself. It was privation of a sort, but the closest she could come to articulating the difference here and now was that she cultivated loneliness in scarcity. The deprived wasteland of deepest winter. His seemed more like that of a starving man surrounded by a feast he couldn't touch, to be alone even in the densest crowd.
Familiar in its way, but not quite intersecting?
"Sister Ling?"
Xuan Shi's voice broke her from her thoughts. She raised her head and put on a smile. "Apologies, I lost myself in thought for a moment. I think that's enough of an initial test for me."
"As Sister Ling wishes," Xuan Shi said, bowing his head.
Ling Qi returned the gesture and turned away. "Shall you give it a try Sir Luo?"
"My host is gracious," Luo Zhong said, turning away from Wang Chao. "I may have a technique or two to try."
"Feel free, son of Luo," Xuan Shi said.
Ling Qi moved back from the cleared area and moved to stand beside Zhengui, resting a hand on his head as Luo Zhong took up the field. "Thank you for preparing the ground Zhengui," she said absently, brushing her fingers over smooth scales.
"Zhen was pleased to help," his other half said snootily, bumping his broad head against her shoulder. Ling Qi chuckled and reached up to rub the serpents brow ridges as well.
"It's kinda boring with everyone busy," Gui said quietly. "But that is good too, 'cause it gives Zhen and Gui time to think."
"It gives I, Zhen time to argue with thickheaded Gui perhaps," the serpent hissed.
Ling Qi gave a small hum of acknowledgement, she knew Zhengui needed time to contemplate and work through things too, beast cultivation was narrower, but not so different really. As she watched, Luo politely bowed to Xuan Shi before a flick of his wrist brought a paper talisman into his hands.
"Well I'll find time to talk to you if you need it," she said. She wasn't going to be overbearing but she would be available.
Zhen gave a happy hiss as she gave his head one last pat and returned her hand to the top of Gui's head.
Qi burned across the characters inked on the talisman in Luo Zhong's hand, and Ling Qi cocked her head as she felt threads of qi extending into the spiritual realm, calling, or rather, pulling on something, like a leash or a tether. Crimson fire bloomed within the circling tiles, right between Xuan Shi's feet.
The whirling tiles slammed down in a solid dome, cutting Xuan Shi off from the outside entirely. A breath passed and then they came apart, the fire was gone.
"Well it would have been disappointing if it was really so easy," Luo Zhong chuckled.The same fire burned on one character of the paper talisman, fitful and sparking.
"It was an obvious solution, to create a construct within the defenses," Xuan Shi agreed. "But one would be more foolish not to try, if the option is there."
Ling Qi cocked her head to the side a little as she watched Luo Zhong nod and sweep the talisman held between his fingers through a few rapid, sharp movements. The light burning in the characters changed,red bleeding to silver, lighting up new characters. Again she felt a pull on threads extending out of the material.
"What fun," Wang Chao said loudly as he reached her side. He watched with interest as a horse sized hound of silver fire erupted from the earth under Xuan Shi's feet, carrying him skyward on the platform formed of the barrier panels that had snapped into place under his feet. The talisman in Luo Zhong's hand swept through the air vertically, trailing glittering blue light, and a second hound wrought of Clouds and lightning coalesced from the mist left behind by her own arts, diving down to strike like lightning against the dome forming over Xuan Shi's head. "It seems like brother Luo is taking this a bit seriously!"
Ling Qi glanced his way. "It does seem so. What is the art he is using, those aren't bound spirits, I can tell that much."
"Luo contract techniques," Wang Chao said. "He used them in our tournament too."
That jogged Ling Qi's memory. In studying the clans of Emerald Seas she had seen that mentioned that the Luo had retained a somewhat unorthodox spirit binding and relations tradition from their branch of the Weilu. She'd not put much thought into it before.
Green light burned on the talisman, the silver wolf dissolved and the wind picked up with an animal howl, a nigh invisible green flash the only sign of the third 'spirit' summoned it felt like sharp edges and spring wind, and she saw chips of ceramic go flying as it struck innumerable times in quick succession at the whirling panels.
"So that's why I can feel his qi pulling at something out of sight," Ling Qi mused.
"Pretty costly from the feel of it," Sixiang whispered.
"Right, contract arts don't allow the full spirit to be drawn on, but only a certain fraction determined by negotiations," Wang Chao said, putting on his knowledgeable voice. "And only to do certain specific things."
"Is that so," Ling Qi said, offering a smile. Push and pull, give and take, that explained what she was feeling from those weird liminal connections. It was not too unlike what she'd done with the river spirit, offering power for a service or boon.
Transaction, it was not completely alien to her own thoughts of community and communication, but the way Luo Zhong employed it felt… coarse to her, that was the best word she could find. Impersonal perhaps.
The lightshow on the hill ended as Xuan Shi crashed back to earth. There was a single tiny chip in the brim of his hat. "An Impressive trick. Such a small thing, slipping in amidst the bright and flashing threats. "This one will have to adjust the formations threat detection."
Luo Zhong smiled faintly, raising his hand to allow a glittering dragonfly seemingly made from glass to alight on his fingers. "Against powerful techniques, your work is truly superlative, Brother Xuan. This little trick could hardly change the course of a battle."
"Perhaps not alone," Xuan Shi said inclining his head. "Nonetheless, this one humbly thanks Brother Luo for providing this consideration."
"Well that was a fine demonstration!" Wang Chao said loudly, walking off toward the two of them. Ling Qi sighed, and giving Zhengui one last pat on the head, followed after.
"A good opening," Xuan Shi agreed. "Thou must all be considering paths toward circumventing mine technique by now."
He sounded pleased by that. It surprised her a little. It seemed that Xuan Shi did have something of a competitive streak, if pushed.
"Maybe, maybe," Wang Chao said with a grin. "What sort of form do you think the game should take going forward?"
"Perhaps paired contests?" Luo Zhong suggested carefully. "My own cultivation advantage does weight things, but Brother Xuan's mastery is great."
"I do believe we were thinking of something similar, a few scenarios with more complex objectives might be enjoyable," Ling Qi said.
"True, the wide world is no dueling arena," Xuan Shi said.
"Ah, game objectives, how fun," Wang Chao chuckled. "Well I'd object to Ling Qi and sir Xuan teaming up. I can't imagine dealing with that to be less than obnoxious."
Ling Qi cocked an eyebrow. "Am I to be insulted, sir Chao?"
"Hah, as if. I know you feel complimented by that sort of thing," Wang Chao said.
Xuan Shi chuckled. "I and sir Wang then?"
Ling Qi hummed to herself looking over at Luo Zhong.He still wore an expression of pleasant interest. She thought she might have a better grip on the older boy now if only a little. She doubted they would ever be friends, but it was unrealistic to imagine that she could be friends with everyone.
[] Accept the team up, it could be a workable coalition. (Luo Zhong dialogue and community insight speculation.)
[] Decline, a little hardship is good for the soul Wang Chao. (Xuan Shi dialogue and isolation insight speculation.)