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

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He showed them inside the temple proper, the first floor of it, which contained an inner garden. The walls were fine clear glass set in metal frames, and the ceiling an exotic material that displayed the bright blue sky outside and the bright sunlight that was gradually growing a darker orange as the sun was setting. The garden followed a curving spiralling geometry that led to the center, where a young tree grew. It's bark was like gleaming gold leaf, and it's leaves the color of rich jade. The peaches that grew on it hung heavy and juicy on the thin branches.

The priest stopped before the tree and clapped his hands twice, bowing at the waist, and Ling Qi took it as her cue to do the same along with Gan Guangli. Zhengui merely lowered both of his heads near to the ground.

The priest maintained his posture for precisely ten seconds before straightening up. "Your presence here is not rejected. Please be free to walk and contemplate in the inner garden. When you wish to make your offering, I will guide you."

"Thank you, sir," Ling Qi said. "May I ask what this tree represents?"

Hou Wen offered a small smile. "Each temple holds a different tree in its inner garden, a paragon of that species cultivated over many centuries. Xiangmen preserves. Even if the world is brought again to ruin, the Emerald Seas may be born anew."
Huh, so is this a paragon of the peach tree then? Does its fruit grant immortality? How mad would Xiangmen be if... we plucked one. Just for a taste test, you see.
 
The coming months would determine a great deal about what treasures she would be able to grasp. She supposed she would have to get more hands. One way or the other.
"You can call me Ling Qi. I'm currently 16 years old. Not that you'd care, but I reside in the Inner Argent Sect. Also, I've yet to marry. In order to make a living, I work for Cai Renxiang. After a long night's work, I return home no later than 8 AM. I don't like smoking, but do enjoy the occasional drink. I'm always in the Dream by 6 PM, and I make it a point to get no less than 12 hours of cultivation each night. Before bed, I drink a cold glass of cultivation elixir...."
 
Hou Wen offered a small smile. "Each temple holds a different tree in its inner garden, a paragon of that species cultivated over many centuries. Xiangmen preserves. Even if the world is brought again to ruin, the Emerald Seas may be born anew."
Oh hey, the Temples of the Heavenly Pillar collectively function as a Xianxia Seed Vault to reseed the province in the aftermath of apocalypse(s).
 
"It isn't good to coddle," Zhen defended. "Things will get stagnant and weak."

"Preservation does not bring stagnation," Gan Guangli rumbled. "It is not weak or wrong to defend those who have not yet found their strength. Indeed, the world is most ugly when we believe that."
You can hear the Insights, though Qi doesn't have any that resonate.
He was very short, barely taller than her friend Suyin
*Pouting Suyin.gif*
She absolutely wasn't going to regret putting her foot down about the last shop though. Dream scapes and reflecting light aside, dresses were not to be made of bubbles.
...young lady what the heck are you wearing?!
 
This was a nice break. Calm and peaceful, a moment to take everything in and prepare for the next step. Good place for Yrs to take a break too.
 
Got a more damning quote :V
"No, not all of them, if you really look you should be able to tell us from the human dreams," Sixiang called back. Their form shifted, contracted, and with a wet pop, became their more usual manifestation, though their gown was made of shiny bubbles.

Ling Qi shot Sixiang a look, and the muse stuck their tongue out. The bubbles shimmered, becoming opaque in their iridescence.

Just wants to copy cousin Sixiang!
 
Gan Guangli's ever present smile faded a touch."Yes. I must thank you again for doing what I could not."

"It was only luck, our places could have been swapped," Ling Qi replied.

Gan Guangli didn't look like he agreed, but left it there.
Its eating at him. Though I agree with him.
You need a walking tribulation to make her face it.

Hou Wen offered a small smile. "Each temple holds a different tree in its inner garden, a paragon of that species cultivated over many centuries. Xiangmen preserves. Even if the world is brought again to ruin, the Emerald Seas may be born anew."
Hmm, wonder if they trade for seeds or cuttings.
Because she was greedy as well. If she had a choice between two treasures, she would always, in her heart, desire to grasp both.
Zhengui is one and two treasures at once!
 
Is he not? Because if not, my brain has already managed to rewrite my memories to retcon him into being bald.
Canonically he has a short/buz cut.

Edit: Couldn't find the quote for GG, but I did find conflicting descriptions for Ban Qian.

He had a broad face with pleasant, jovial features and dark brown hair, bound in a simple top knot by another jeweled clasp.

Bao Qian let out a huff of laughter. "Well, how can I refuse then?" He scrubbed a hand through his short hair in consternation.
 
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