Previous Chapters: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Heretic%20Cultivator%20Quest_You are the once in a dozen generations phenomena Huānliúxuè (欢流血, Happy Bloodshed/ Happy to Shed Blood), The heir to the throne of primordial beastdom, the sole wild princess (野生 格格, Yěshēng Gége) upon earth, the founder and sect head of the outcast sect the Palace of Natural Laws (宫殿的野生彝宪, Gōngdiàndīyěshēngyíxiàn), and one of two practitioners of the heretical Ruler of the Great Wheel's Law(统治者的这重大轮回法律, Tǒngzhìzhědīzhèzhòngdàlúnhuífǎlǜ), the other being your disciple, the oft brooding reformed assassin Qiang! Having decide that the best way for your closest student and first heir of your law to practice and train her mastery over the vital breath of ghosts and the spiritual energy of grudges, you lead her into the underworld itself, where the always loan shark haunted Pig spirit, Yi Zhu was all too happy to introduce the two of you to his latest employer and patron.The king of the Crow Demon clan, Baoli-Wuyawang (暴力-乌鸦王, Violent Crow King), who seemed to be something of a fan of yours and showed a creepy amount of knowledge about you, your cultivation method and life. Though he was ignorant enough to be unable to comprehend why you were not demonic in nature, despite your tragic bloodstained pasts and the forbidden arts you gleefully practiced while testing your and Qiang's mettle against a menagerie of opponents that the crow king foolishly believed to be a challenge to you or your disciple.Having set against you first the pet of his predecessor, A well fed sinner bone centipede, and then the maddened ghost of a Carmine mystic from the defunct Peerless Sanguine Jade Shrine Sect who threw the match after being humbled and awed by your innate mastery over both Ghostly Yin Qi and Untainted blood Qi.However the third opponent you faced, has proven more trickier to overcome than your previous fights and far more dangerous.The ghost of a cultivator that was torn to pieces, and forced to hold its flesh and bones together with chunks of ice and frost. Initially the phantom appeared hopelessly addled, crying the name of its killer, Jingsomething, however, as you attempted to the end the fight with a single sequence of spells, the dead cultivator's personality and memories reawakened and you found yourself thrown against the arena's wall and riddled with needles of ice.Infuriated, and coated in your own alchemically altered boiling blood, you prowled around the ghost as it prattled on, the heat of your cloak of tampered blood only barely keeping away the deathly cold it created just by existing. Rage bubbled within you as your blood boiled over the cuts you made in your wrists, surrounding your in a thick cloud of steam as the animalistic fury within you tried to lead you astray and make you make a potentially lethal mistake of leaping back into battle without a proper, well thought out plan.Cont
>>5294578this contemptible ghost has already tossed you threw the air and drawn your blood, and while he is rambling about how abhorrent and evil you are as a "Demonic beast" who "Dared" to offend the heavens by seeking and cultivating Qi in the pursuit of longevity and power, you are suppressing the urge to leap upon him and rake what flesh he has left with your claws before crushing his neck between your fangs.But, that would be rushing in without any kind of a plan. This deluded spirit may be a fool, but it is the most dangerous opponent Baoli-Wuyawang has thus far brought to the Arena.You need to center and calm yourself, and fight cleverly. You're a once in several generations prodigy after all, and a genius when it comes to...well most things, but particularly cultivation and improvising techniques! In your mind's eye, you test your approach, running through a handful of ways to kick this bastard's ethereal ass, and find one that is is likely to achieve that goal but also as flashy and stylish as it is effective.The first part of the plan, begins with you taking in a deep breath, and filling the whole of the sunken ring with the miasmic energy of grudges, to weaken and slow the Mad blizzard ghost. And then, to close the distance before the cold freezes even the burning blood you've covered yourself, in, you quickly activate and deactivate your specter lightness skill [幽灵-轻工, Yōulíng-Qīnggōng], performing the Phantom Cat Step [幽灵猫步, Yōulíngmāobù], to suddenly blink forward beneath its defenses and past its guard and hopefully avoid the deadly cold it has surrounded itself or the dangerous spells it hit you with during the beginning of this bout.Then, when it panics and tries to distant itself from you or unleash a flurry of blows or rapid fire spells, you'll be able to see if your new idea actually works. Roll 1d100. DC 54. Best out of three
Rolled 74 (1d100)>>5294579
Rolled 46 (1d100)>>5294579
Rolled 12 (1d100)time to crit fail>>5294579
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>5294579
>>5294594Success. 20 over DC.Update will arrive shortly
>>5294594>>5294598>>5294631>>5294634Looks like we are starting this thread well
All it takes is a moment hesitation. A reaction to slowing reaction, to an unseen weight pulling down on the limbs, a rigidity of muscles and weakness of limb. You could've used blood Qi to render the frozen spirit comatose with energy sapping sorrow and apathy or break its mind further with a rage so deep it drowns out the screams of its conscious mind. You could've embodied the universal hatred of Xiongji, and using the grudge clouds and blood Qi, breathed scarlet flames on this irritating specter. But, that would reveal to the audience more of your techniques, which you would very much prefer to keep hidden lest they spread the secrets of your law to the living. Surprise and confusion are after your most deadly weapons, and you certainly don't trust demons not to reveal your tricks if you show even a fraction of them to them. Besides, where's the fun in going all out? Cackling as you watch the ghost flounder and stare at its arms, losing its composure for just a moment as it tries to understand why its strength and stamina have chosen now of all times to fail and flee from it.And that single second of confusion, is enough for you to close the gap. Blinking forward, the brief bafflement of your opponent turns to naked panic, as to their eyes you go from across the arena to right in front of them, flickering and disappearing like a flame in a wind, blinking and vanishing like a shadow in the corner of the eye. Your witch like laughter and fang filled grin certainly have an effect on the ice covered ghost, as it reels back, reflexively covering its face as its jaw drops in raw shock. Having used the perceived altered flow of time, and your natural agility to sprint through the icy winds that surround it and the ribbons of Qi and daggers of ice it had began to whip around itself, the ghost has no defenses against your approach.Forcing it to act recklessly just to fend off your tearing claws and crushing fangs. A natural reaction of prey. The instinct men would prefer remained buried in their hearts. Desperation and terror lashing out. Exactly as you planned.A cornered animal is dangerous, and can even gravely wound its would be hunter. A cultivator backed against the wall, is much more deadly than any cornered mouse or rat. But, they'll react exactly the same. Blindly biting and clawing in an attempt to push back their impending death so they can run away. This instinctual response, will only last a few moments until the dead cultivator can recompose and calm himself, and realize he has stepped directly atop your paw. But that's all the time you need.Scythe like claws of ice burst from the remains of his hands, and with a feral roar, the ghost flies towards you, a great wave of snow rising beneath it as his primal self choose to fight rather than fly. Spires of ice burst from the ground, proceeded by glowing spell diagrams and sorcerous formations in the sand. But, you keep a level head and serene mind.Cont
>>5294678Breathing out, you enter a partial state of meditation, a trance like dying, and force yourself up onto your hind legs as you lift your paws. Balancing carefully, you count the fractions of seconds until the howling wind and the ghost it carries comes close enough for you to parry its blows.Then, right before its claws can reach out and pull through your fur and drag across your skin, you stretch your ears and move your whiskers, and create two protection spells on the end of your claws.Combining your soft, ethereal martial arts with the supreme offensive defense of the Dying grudge shield!(垂死怨怼㕹,Chuísǐyuànduìfá), you begin to bat away and smack your paws into every strike and Qi blast the bellowing spirit throws at you in its blind desperation. Each claw that grazes the black smoking edges of the plate side barriers covering your powers, every chunk of ice that slams into them, every push and thrust of his wrists, elbows and knees, every form of attack within his reckless assault is caught by the screens as black as a winter's night. And the Yin energy and resentment within your shield begins to multiply all the damage you have blocked, even as the reduced barriers begin to crack and flake and nearly break apart.But, your opponent is perceptive enough or at least has enough of a fighter's instinct to sense the danger approaching him, as his fear and anger begins to subside. His assault was so rapid, that neither of the Dying Grudge shields had yet been able to actually reflect all of the attacks you absorbed with them. And he can sense it, you now he can, he's trying to move away, self preservation winning out over "Righteous" Fury. Of course, running now won't help him. He only knows he's in danger, that you're about to attack.He doesn't know how you are. He's left himself open, and as a soft style, your feline martial arts is specialized for taking advantage of such mistakes. Flowing like smoke, like the final breath before dying, you lunch forward as he tries to disengage with a leap back, throwing up a cloud of ice needles that your cloak of boiling blood easily melts through. He puts up his own barrier, a bright blue shield of light bent like a turtle's shell and made up of round plates. And that is another, deadly mistake.He thinks you'll charge him, and unleashing the force he senses gathering at the end of your paws directly. But that is far too brutish of an approach.No, instead, you blink to his side, and lift yourself up atop your hind legs once more, and hold your paws and the dying grudge shields levitating just above them to either side of him. Moving swiftly enough so you position them opposite of one another, the moment they release all of the damage they had stored inside of themselves.Cont
>>5294679All it takes is a single cycle of absorbing, storing and strengthening the combined power of the ghost's rabid assault to completely shatter both of the barrier spells and too create a small explosion of Raw Yin Energy. The crowd roars in approval, as a cloud of shaved ice and black smoke obscures your vision.Standing in a crater, you twist your body completely around as a disembodied hand shoots from the gloom and nearly clips your unnotched ear! Catching yourself, you elegantly land on the edge of the crater you've made and grimace as you see what's left of the ghost, now that the ice holding him together has been blown into powder snow.The stubborn fool is still clinging to "Life", even though he's in pieces, held together by strips of flesh and veins. His ragged meat twitches and spasms as he gnashes his teeth and snarls, struggling to control his now separated limbs. He has enough resolve to still be a danger, as both of his ice clawed hands are flying and shooting past you, like territorial birds or living arrows. But that's just a distraction, he's trying to buy himself time to piece his mangled form back together.By controlling his butchered body with thin strings of Qi, icicles woven into threads. The black glow of water Qi surrounds you.What do you do now, Huanliuxue?>Dodge his flying claws and tear his head off with your jaws (Agility trial. DC 60)>Bury Ghost Empress Melody's ethereal strings into his limbs and fight to control them, so you can kill him with his own hands (Magic Trial. DC 80)>"You really don't know when to quit, do you?" Embody Xiongji's grudge and burn him away with an ignited cloud of blood soaked grudges (Magic trial DC 55)>Remain calm, and deflect his claws and spears of ice and destroy them with Destruction infused claw swipes, leaving him utterly defenseless (Martial Trial DC 62)>Write in
>>5294681>Remain calm, and deflect his claws and spears of ice and destroy them with Destruction infused claw swipes, leaving him utterly defenseless (Martial Trial DC 62)2 extra in the DC couldn't possibly screw us over, right?
>>5294681>Dodge or parry his attacks, and with Yin aspected claws, disrupt his threads.Literally declare him
>>5294681>Bury Ghost Empress Melody's ethereal strings into his limbs and fight to control them, so you can kill him with his own hands (Magic Trial. DC 80)
>>5294681>Remain calm, and deflect his claws and spears of ice and destroy them with Destruction infused claw swipes, leaving him utterly defenseless (Martial Trial DC 62)
>>5294681>Bury Ghost Empress Melody's ethereal strings into his limbs and fight to control them, so you can kill him with his own hands (Magic Trial. DC 80)It's cool
Rolled 2 (1d2)Ending the vote now. Tallying the result.Remain calm, and deflect his claws and spears of ice and destroy them with Destruction infused claw swipes, leaving him utterly defenseless:4Dodge or parry his attacks, and with Yin aspected claws, disrupt his threads.: 1Bury Ghost Empress Melody's ethereal strings into his limbs and fight to control them, so you can kill him with his own hands : 4There's a tie. I'll break it.1= Remain calm 2= Use ghost empress melody
>>5296519So you will play a jaunty, merry tune with ghost empress Melody, to send ethereal strings into the floating limbs of the Ice ghost, and attempt to wrestle control over them so you can use them against their owner.Update will arrive shortly
Now, the smart thing to do here, would be to simply destroy his severed and flying limbs as well as the spears of spiraling ice that have began to thrust through the air around his clawed hands and feet. Deflecting them as they shoot towards you and breaking them apart as they carry on past you. That'd be the cautious and safe option, methodically breaking his weapons so he is rendered defenseless and helpless before your claws. However, your pride has been wounded, this ghost called you a demon and before that countered your spells with an idle ease while tormented by the memories of death and pain of his butchered body. Though you had surprised your indignant rage at being tossed through the air and stabbed by dozens of slivers of ice like you were a robe in need of stitch, you could not push it away and bury it completely. Your sense of dignity demands recompense after being so insulted. And your high pedigree, that lurks in the same blood boiling on your back, also demands its honor to be upheld and the foe who trod upon your pride as both prodigy and heir to the throne of the primordial legacy of wild and bestial royalty to be thoroughly crushed and humilated.Through the rejuvenating powers of blood Qi, you can heal any troublesome wounds your receive while flashily trounching and dispatching this gnat who dared to sully not only your reputation but your exquisite coat of fur as well. Being tossed around like a discarded doll is a grave humiliation, especially since it was not only witnessed by the adoring crowd but also your own student! A teacher has to impress and look cool to their disciples! Its only natural! And this piece of shit made you look like an idiot novice who blundered directly into a trap so easily seen, even the blind could see it.So, you ignore your senses of reason, logic and caution and instead obey the urging of your pride and cruelty. Activating your specter lightness skill, you tug on the Qi in the air between you and Ghost Empress Melody (鬼皇后旋律, Guǐhuánghòuxuánlǜ), this alone requires a great deal of effort and spiritual energy, considering you left the enchanted instrument in the care of Qiang while you were fighting.However, the enchanted instrument is loyal and as if it to was enraged by the indignity your suffered, or perhaps excited by the prospect of once more being wielded in battle, the enchanted Guqin flies through the air with a swiftness only matched by falling lightning, becoming a red streak as it descends to you and comes to rest in the air a step away from you. The streaks of black and white pearl gleam in the unnatural light cast by the fires of hell that light the arena and the tower above it, almost seeming to move like the billowing clouds and mists they resemble. And the tarnished, silver strings and the eerie crimson glow they radiate with, shine brighter than ever before.The soothing aroma of grave soil washes over you, as you unsheathe your claws and begin to play
>>5296542First, you strike a sudden, violent cord that ends as soon as you start playing it, creating a rotating sphere of cutting wind to create a zone of protection around yourself from all angles. And then, having interrupted your ghostly enemy's ferocious assault, you begin to play a happy working tune with Ghost Empress Melody. Ethereal copies of its strings rise and writhe like skeletal hands reaching out of their graves. Running your claws down the length of the strings and allowing them to vibrate freely the ethereal strings hone in on the flying limbs of the frigid phantom, plucking the strings rapidly, they strike and bury themselves into the frozen flesh of the levitating gore.Now, comes the difficult part, wresting control over these deadly limbs before the ethereal strings snap. You play feverishly, summon a swarm of more phantom strings to try and reinforce those already hooked into the hands, feet and miscellaneous chunks of meat the ghost has been trying to bludgeon you with. Roll 1d100. DC 80. Best out of three
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>5296543
Rolled 72 (1d100)>>5296543
Rolled 29 (1d100)>>5296543Fucking ice ghosts. Making us look goofy.
>>52966158 under DC. Close Failure, writing now
The arena grounds becomes a light show, strings of Qi filling the air like the threads of a spider webs. You devout all of your energy and being to playing Ghost Empress Melody, pouring your spiritual energy into its strings while expending your physical and internal energy just to match the pace set by your opponent. The music becomes chaotic, like a drunkards song, rambling and drawn out, with more care for the tempo of the music than the pieces actually sound. It is a song of battle, but not of war or an honorable duel between two masters of martial arts and swordsmanship. It is a dirty bare knuckled brawl in the mud of a pigsty, the air filled with potent wine vapors and jeering rather than calming incense smoke and solemn shows of approval. At first, the puppeteering strings of ghost empress melody work wonderful, but that is only because this ability of your treasured instrument caught the ice ghost by surprise. But, he is a proper cultivator, more of a warrior than a Daoist sage, yet the equal of any monk in wisdom. Even though he's half mad from being cut to pieces and slaughtered like swine. Oh he panics are first, as his claws formed of ice twitch and are forced back towards his floating head and still chest, but you can see in his narrowed eyes the cunning and serenity that he had trained and hammered into himself through decades of careful training, harsh trials and patient improvement. Unlike every other victim who has fallen to Ghost Empress Melody's controlling melody, he instantly realizes the weakness inherent to the fourth of its magical abilities. The weakness you had attempted to hide beneath overwhelming him with hundreds of puppeting strings of music and Qi. That they are weak and have difficulty taking control of a body that can still resist. He allows himself to be cut along the cheek, and feels the taste of his own frozen claws along the edge of his shoulder. You had aimed for his eyes and unbeating heart, and missed. Because he had concocted a counter. The struggle begins. His limbs fly upwards, higher and higher as he locks your gaze.It is not a battle of will or skill, but swiftness and Qi Control. Even though he was killed, he is clearly skilled in controlling spiritual energy, and has improved his spiritual sense even in death. He moves the pieces of him you blasted away from the whole with as much ease as a follower of the sword path would maneuver their enchanted sword through the air. The look in his eyes, is not mocking, but challenging. This clash of reactions forces you to play more and more energetically, turning the once simple tune into a complex song that would give imperial musicians pause if they read its written score. It is exhaustive, not just mentally but physically. Even with your training, the rhythm and pace required to match the Ghosts own control is draining, and fatigue begins to set in.Cont
>>5296671But, it isn't exhaustion or the other rigors of playing music as quickly as you're forced to that prove to be your downfall.NoThe ghost of the cultivator waits, wasting its own energy in the struggle over controlling its own limbs without breaking the strings until you become so engrossed and focused on playing your Guqin and trying to keep one step ahead of him in trying to win total control over his body parts, that you leave yourself open.A puppet made of Ice charge forward from the snow covering the ring, rising up as the deadly winds carve calligraphy upon its surface that you instantly recognize. For you've drawn them beforeIt's a sealing spell. Similar to the ones you used to imprison the hungry ghosts of the court you usurped that were too loyal or stubborn to defect from the forgotten king's service to your own. But its purpose is different. It isn't meant to trap souls in a vessel, this seal is of the sort that can seal the mystical abilities of magical treasures and artifacts, and even prevent spells from being cast properly.Oh.OH! He isn't trying to hurt you, he's trying to neutralize the weapon you brought into the fight! Trying to render Ghost Empress Melody temporarily useless for anything but playing mundane music! The ethereal strings snap, and the Ghost takes back full control over his body.He's backed you into a troublesome position. Either you give up the advantage your magical Instrument brings, or you leave yourself open to a new barrage of falling icicles and slicing claws.Clever. And infuriating! So much so it makes the blood you've soaked yourself in boil even more fiercely! What do you do, Huanliuxue?>Allow Ghost Empress Melody to be sealed, and dodge his attacks, waiting for another opening to strike (Agility trial. DC 56)>Endure the attack, destroying the ice puppet and unleashing a rain of slicing and chopping wind with Ghost empress melody (Fortitude trial. DC 70)>Locking away its mystical powers may render your Guqin worthless as a magical weapon, but it is still hefty enough to be used as a club! BREAK HIS SKULL WITH IT (Martial Trial. DC 60)>Sigh, and walk your soul out of your body, taking Ghost Empress Melody away from the touch of his Spell Sealing Servant, and using it to control your own body from a distance (Magic Trial. DC 75) >Write in
>>5296672>Locking away its mystical powers may render your Guqin worthless as a magical weapon, but it is still hefty enough to be used as a club! BREAK HIS SKULL WITH IT (Martial Trial. DC 60)
>>5296672>Locking away its mystical powers may render your Guqin worthless as a magical weapon, but it is still hefty enough to be used as a club! BREAK HIS SKULL WITH IT (Martial Trial. DC 60)Oh yeah? Outsmart THIS you frozen bastard!
>>5296672>Endure the attack, destroying the ice puppet and unleashing a rain of slicing and chopping wind with Ghost empress melody (Fortitude trial. DC 70)
>>5296672>Allow Ghost Empress Melody to be sealed, and dodge his attacks, waiting for another opening to strike (Agility trial. DC 56)Puppet 2: puppet harder
Ending the vote, tallying the result. Meant to call it sooner.Locking away its mystical powers may render your Guqin worthless as a magical weapon, but it is still hefty enough to be used as a club! BREAK HIS SKULL WITH IT:7Endure the attack, destroying the ice puppet and unleashing a rain of slicing and chopping wind with Ghost empress melody: 1Allow Ghost Empress Melody to be sealed, and dodge his attacks, waiting for another opening to strike: 1So you will just use Ghost Empress Melody as a bludgeon after its magical powers are sealed, and try to use it to break the Ice wraith's skull openUpdate will arrive shortly
However, that rage that boils your blood brings a strange clarity to your mind, that provides you with a most brutish insight that'll allow you to take third option and escape the corner your opponent has backed you into. Guqins are rather hefty instruments, those sized for demonic cats especially so. Usually play over the knees or on a table, due to their length and size. Most would never think of lifting one up like a club, let alone wielding one like one to hold it like a bludgeon. But you've broken bones and jaws with Ghost Empress Melody before, even used it to block blades. It may be a magic instrument, but it is a battle artifact first and foremost. Monu made sure of that. The enchanted, blood and gravesoil soaked wood its made of is as tough as steel and even without its magical properties, you can still swing it through the air by pulling its strings with your claws. Clumsily sure, but when you're hitting something over the head with a large piece of wood, grace and elegance don't really play a factor in how much it hurts when it smacks against their skull.So, you let the sealing puppet made of snow and ice reach out and pat Ghost Empress Melody, causing all of its strings and cutting winds to dissipate and vanish like a ghost in the morning fog, or the last breath of life from a corpse. You do not even flinch as the towering pile of snow throws its hands up above you and begins to fall forward, trying to crush you beneath its girth. Because, while the butchered daoist may have covered it in sealing charms and spells, none of them do anything to a living creature. Sure, if they were higher quality, prepared on a more valuable material than snow, than maybe if he spent years writing and preparing them they could hold a weakling and trap them in a vase, like those beads you found in your dimensional gourd could.But as troublesome an opponent he is, and as skilled and talented as he was, this ghost certainly is no master. At least, not one whose learned the more dangerous and refined forms of sealing. And he couldn't be a master of any kind or level, since he couldn't imagine that you, the great Huanliuxue wouldn't be intimidated by a stomping mound of snow OR THAT YOU'VE BECOME VERY ADEPT AT BREAKING SERVANT PUPPETS!With a swing of your paws, you drag Ghost Empress Melody's side into the head of the snow puppet. And turn it into a cloud of white powder, "Killing" it by completely destroying the unstable core of water Qi powering it and erasing the mystical diagram giving it light.Then, pulling Ghost Empress Melody under you by its strings, you leap into the air, floating first before kicking off the ground to give yourself enough of a push to rise up high enough to reach the severed head of the dead daoist, and do so fast enough so he can't fly out of your reach before you hammer his flying head back to the hard ground and slam down atop it AND BREAK IT! Roll 1d100. DC 60. Best out of three
Rolled 69 (1d100)>>5299510EASY
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>5299510Bonk
Rolled 70 (1d100)>>5299510
>>5299526Nice>>5299555Success. 10 over DC precisely.Update will arrive shortly
Of course, this stubborn thorn in your side is far to annoying to just act his station and respectfully allow you to end his life. Really he should be honored you're going to kill him, and grateful he was called out to fight you to begin with. You almost feel disapointed that you're only fighting his ghost, and not battling against him at his peak of life and ability. The pain of his cruel death has clearly addled him. Which is why you can't help but admire how composed he has become and rational he is fighting! Most hungry ghosts are barely able to speak, especially when they're "young", some even go completely feral and most begin to forget their lives even if they hadn't met a violent or unhappy enough end or were simply evil hearted enough to become a true Hungry ghosts. This cultivator clearly died in a way more terrible than even the most macabre mind could imagine, and yet he's still sane and cognizant enough to shrewdly concoct and carry out well thought out and cunning plans of attack! Its incredible! Well beyond the imagination of those minds like your own, but you don't count since your Path and Cultivation revolves around death and frightful grudges held by "terrifying" ghosts.A title your opponent could actually lay claim to, unlike most of the members of your court, besides the most twisted and monsterous natured amongst and Xiongji. Since he is makes you work for every step towards victory you take! If he had accompanied the five would be assassins, you might not have escaped that ambush unscathed. He's a tactician whose actually had experience in the field, with a sword in his hand and blood upon his face. It is such a shame you were the one to kill him, that you didn't get to fight him when he was alive and fully put together in both mind and body. Despite your anger and humilation, you find that you're having fun just fighting a shadow of him. How exciting dangerous would he have been to fight when he was whole and unhampered by the grotesques of his death and lunacy born from the enmity he even now holds for his killer.You smile, but he doesn't as he tries and keeps you back, by throwing his ice clawed hands and a hail of stabbing spears formed from the glacial winds surrounding his cut apart form in a desperate defense, trying to cow you into relenting or going on the defensive yourself. It doesn't work, of course! The humiliated rage and predatory glee you feel has made the blood you've soaked into your fur boil so intensely that all of deathly cold and razor sharp spears of ice that he throws down at you melt and become as harmless as spring rain!And indeed, the water surrounding you only serves to hasten the bludgeoning he will soon recieve. Because when one uses Lightness skill they can not only run across water but jump off of it! Cont
>>5299643Your Specter lightness skill does the same, but your partially insubstantial body can not float atop water and drift through the air, but it can also allow you to stand atop droplets of rain as if they were solid ground. Something the standard lightness Skill couldn't possibly achieve. While others would sink if they stopped running, you'd remain steady as if the water beneath your paws was as dense as stone.So, a path of rain has been made, leading you directly to your target. and with the area of altered time created by the Yōulíng-Qīnggōng, your natural feline speed combined with the Blood Torrent Rush (衁急流奔,Huāngjíliúbēn) pushing your body's already towering limits even further beyond, you reach the dead man before he can bring his floating hands in front of himself in a last ditch effort to guard against the blow he knows is coming.A blow that is made all the more mighty by the sheer amount of speed you picked up and maintained in your flight towards him, and your jumping between the water droplets that showered around you.He winces the moment before you bring the weight of your Guqin down atop his brow. His forehead splits, as a loud, popping crack echoes around you as you make yourself fully material and fall down as you swing your instrument against his head.Like a falling star, you and the ice wraith's head slam into the ground, your full weight pressing against it and smashing it between Ghost Empress Melody's unyielding wood, and the marble flooring beneath the sand of the arena.It might not have been flashy, elegant or seemly for a lady of your standing. But it was as effective as it was brutish, cause the ghost's head is staring at you from two places, for it has been split cleanly in two.A groan escapes its lips, and as grudge miasma flows from it and rises into the air to darken and coalesce. "Cursing me even as you die? I can admire such potent resentment" You sneer, as the ghost blinks and snarls, snapping its jaws as it begins to return to the great wheel of reincarnationYour instincts warn you, and you leap back, narrowly avoid a gust of wind so cold it could even freeze your boiling blood. "Not...dead...yet" The two halves of his head snarl in unison "I'll...get you...Jingyu"Wait, that name sounds familiar... have you heard it somewhere before? Well, despite that last outburst, there's really no way for this spirit to defend himself anymore. Having his brains spilled out has made it so he can barely control his severed limbs, let alone attack with anything approaching finesse or deftness. The freezing winds are an issue, but his essence is flickering like a candle in a storm and it'll soon be snuffed out as his stay in hell comes to an end.cont
>>5299644What do you do, Huanliuxue?>Brave the cold and try to get an answer from the head about this Jingyu, You're sure you've heard that name before... (Fortitude trial. DC 70) >Just focus all of your energy on keeping your protective layer of blood boiling, and wait until his soul passes on. No need to take any risks just to satiate your curiosity. Rest before your next fight, to speak with Qiang and Yujijiao's ghost.>Smugly leave the arena, assured of your victory. Why should you bother to see this ghosts last moment. Watch Qiang fight her last real opponent, and then fight your>This simply won't do! This was your fourth fight, and four is death! This is too anticlimatic! Use ghost empress melody to empower your opponent, so you can continue this fight until you're satisfied! (martial trial. DC 65)>Write in
>>5299646>Brave the coldCan we get a lowered DC by pointing out a logical train of thought?Because I cant remember exactly where we heard it but this guy is obviously from Monu's sect, so we have the rough area of where we should focus our memory.Then narrow down any rumours we have heard about troubles in the area or relating to the cultivator.And finally we can SEE what his spirit looks like, ie how his body looked after he died, so we can further refine our recollection by assessing what manner of damage had to be inflicted and how ti make him this way.
>>5299649I'll allow it
>>5299651Sweet, that's my train of through.The rest of you guys got anything?
>>5299646>Brave the cold>write-inWell I remember Jingyu is Monu's name from before she got badonked by her sect for raising a fluffy kid, since Ping mentioned it briefly when we first met. Monu herself told us this guy (her partner) cursed himself with icification as the prime example of warning us how bad failing a bottleneck can go, it was her very first example and warning two-lessons-in-one thing she likes doing.So let's ask him what he knows about mum.
>>5299654>first met*first debated on orthodoxy.to be specific.
>>5299651Am I confusing two similar cultivators? Because if so, whoops.
>>5299654>>5299651Nevermind, Ping did mentioned Jingyu, but only in the context of a punished cultivator. Name confusion with Monu's previous name is what got me there since they were mentioned so closely.
>>5299646>This simply won't do! This was your fourth fight, and four is death! This is too anticlimatic! Use ghost empress melody to empower your opponent, so you can continue this fight until you're satisfied! (martial trial. DC 65)
>>5299646>Brave the coldJingyu's the guy who Xuebai possessed and is going around Frankensteining himself. So this is probably one of the dudes he killed along the way. Though this is all meta knowledge our exemplary cat wouldn't know so Ping's mentions of him is all we can run off of.
>>5299646>Brave the coldWe should question details. Ask him where Jingyu is, or where he made him like this.After that, drill him by asking what he knows about the foul Toad Princess/Poison Fairy. If he knows anything truly useful that might also trigger him.
>>5299646>Brave the cold and try to get an answer from the head about this Jingyu, You're sure you've heard that name before... (Fortitude trial. DC 70)Fine, I will vote to take one risky action.But only because of the other anons good questions.
>>5299646>Brave the cold and try to get an answer from the head about this Jingyu, You're sure you've heard that name before... (Fortitude trial. DC 70)
>>Brave the cold and try to get an answer from the head about this Jingyu, You're sure you've heard that name before... (Fortitude trial. DC 70)
Ending the vote, tallying the result.Brave the cold and try to get an answer from the head about this Jingyu, You're sure you've heard that name before (DC lowered): 7This simply won't do! This was your fourth fight, and four is death! This is too anticlimatic! Use ghost empress melody to empower your opponent, so you can continue this fight until you're satisfied!: 1So You'll brave the cold to ask the ghost a series of questions to try and figure out who this Jingyu Character is...Update will arrive shortly
Looking through the white and blue veil of vein and bone freezing winds whipping around the defeated ghost's sever head, you feel your curiosity climb higher and higher, easily pushing aside the sensible caution and hesitation you feel for even remaining as close as you currently are from the icy vortex of sudden, cold death. It is in your nature as a cat, to be curious, but normally you wouldn't be so driven to risk your life just to satisfy the instinctual urge to learn and see. However, this curiosity isn't just born of whimsy like most of the sudden drives to investigate something or experiment that suddenly take hold over your heart and mind. This curiosity has a reason beyond "I want to do this". Because you're certain you've heard the name this insane spirit keeps muttering, snarling, spitting and shouting. He's clearly a member of the Winter Blossoming Wisdom Sect. The sect that both Monu and Ping once belonged to. Yes! It was Ping who said the name before! Jingyu! In the cave! During the storm! Just before you learned Lei had been captured by that tribe enslaved by that pig demon that had somehow crawled out of hell into the mortal realms! You had brought up the torture and wrongful punishment your mother had suffered for just trying to raise a child born with a fur and tail, to have her be the heir of her legacy. A brand upon her forehead, a mangling of her dominant hand and the removal of one of her eyes, alongside the crippling of her meridians, spiritual roots and cultivation. The conversation that, looking back on it, might have been the turning point in your and Ping's relationship. For it was then when you first pulled away the illusion of righteousness, morality and lawfulness from the traditions of the orthodoxy of cultivation and how wrong and unjust their rule has been since its inception.He mentioned a Jingyu, who shared your mother's punishment. The Winter Blossoming Wisdom Sect does seem to enjoy crippling those who step outside of the stringent lines they draw and the sands and the pointless and foolish laws they uphold over themselves and the wider world.You step forward, your train of thought and contemplation focused as finely as if you were preparing to pounce on a bird. Frost begins to gather on your fur as you step into the vortex of freezing gales and shrieking, stinging winds.And, if you remember correctly, the Winter Blossoming Wisdom Sect has lost a number of its members, though they blame the Guardians of the celestial sunlight sect, all of their lost disciples have died on their turf. The same region that was consumed by a magical blizzard called out by a curse, a sorcerous ritual. You had thought it was just a rival toying with them, or a prankster who lost control of their latest trick. But isn't that too much of a coincidence? isn't it odd, that Ping was sent into the storm? That other's were? Were they looking for something?Cont
>>5300752Or someone? That'd explain why they were so desperate, if they were searching for a renegade cultivator, or a heretical traitor. And Jingyu, if he was the one to kill this smug and blind daoist, may be more of a heretic than yourself. From a glance, you can tell several key organs, important to both the physical and spiritual aspects of cultivation, primarily Internal alchemy, have been ripped out from his body, and several muscle groups have been completely stripped away. Those aren't the result of predation. Even if he was eaten by a demonic beast. The wrong organs are missing. You know which parts of the human body are rich in spiritual energy, especially in a cultivator. They've been left behind, entirely untouched.Chunks of ice begin to freeze on the surface of your bloody coat, as you at last piece together your line of questioning. Hopefully the ghost still has enough of a sense of self to answer you quickly, otherwise you might become a block of red hued ice!"T..t..tell me! Oh spirit of my fellow daoist, lost disciple of the winter blossoming wisdom sect, wrongfully murdered sage. Hear me and answer me! I command you as the rightful queen of the dead and living!" You bark as you stomp forward "Who is Jingyu? He killed you, right? So"You shudder, and snap your jaws.Focus. Focus. Need to Focus. The head heard you, and because of the authorize, commanding tone you used, way you referred to him and the way you asked, it has regained some of its sense and has forgotten you're a "Repugnant affront to the Dao" as he so harshly put it during his long rant against what you were."Ah" he gasps "Jingyu...Jingyu! He killed me, he...he"Dammit, you need to endure a little longer"Listen to me, fallen friend" You shout "Tell me who Jingyu is! Tell me how he killed you and why he would betray his sect! Tell me, before you return to the wheel of transmigration! So I may carry out justice on your behalf"Urrrgh, acting like a dog of the heavenly laws makes you feel sick! You'll need to wash yourself after this is done! Gross! Gross! roll 1d100. DC 44. Best out of three
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>5300754Rollan.
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>5300754
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>5300754Slow night today
>>5300792Great success. 30 over DC. Update will arrive shortly
>>5300804How many fights do we still have? I know that Qiang's grudge match is going to be her fifth, she fought twice during our talk with the mystic, and went first, so it should be next one, but is crown man going to extend things?
>>5300828One more. And he wouldn't unless you asked him to
"Jingyu, is a pathetic excuse for a daoist. A sinful monk whose lustful ways lead him not only down the path of damnation but drove him to abandon every virtue and ideal he held as a man, abandoning his humanity to spite those who tried to correct his mistakes and preserve the karma he acquired this life!" The ghost says, its eyes blinking rapidly as a look of true disgust and hatred appears over its features, making it seem more demon like than yourself and even some of the crowd "He was a fool, who should've never been granted the privilege of being allowed to join our most noble and saintly school! He was a wretch, I knew it from the day I first met him, Elder sister. He was weak, he was talentless""Oh so he wasn't a rising star gone rogue, betraying the heavens, but a frustrated novice with a sinful heart who abandoned the righteous Dao in pursuit of his misplaced ambitions and boundless greed?" You ask, creeping closer as the wind's begin to warm just enough so you aren't at risk of being struck dead from the sheer coldness of the air they pull around "An all too common tragedy, I'm surprised however, that a talentless whelp could defeat such a"You shudder and twitch, not from the cold, but rather from forcing yourself to say what you're about to say" "prodigy" such as yourself, who is so blessed to be so naturally talented while so young" You groan, shivering as your eyes droop "He must've had help or discovered a forbidden technique to be able to kill you and defeat his other victims""As I said, wise one, he had discarded his very nature as a human being and became something truly foul and monstrous, a repugnant stain on reality" The ghost calls out as you creep closer, the ice clinging to your protective layer of blood melting down as his soothed state of mind calms the winds enough for you approach even closer to two halves of his head "He was talentless and weak, but he found an abhorrent means of stealing away the potential of others, an art so deeply evil I cannot imagine it was every forbidden, for it must never have been considered before his desperate and vengeful mind imagined it""Oh? And what vile form of self refinement does this wretch practice? So I may anticipate and prepare countermeasures against it?" You ask, grinning as you pace around the motionless head "I have seen many foul forms of physical cultivation in my time, so tell me, how is his different""He cuts away flesh, plucks out organs, tears out bones. He grafts the bodies of other, worthy cultivators to his body. He's a patchwork abomination, driven only by the pursuit of more wrongfully gained power and misplaced vengeance against those HE betrayed, those who tried to SAVE his soul!" The ghost growls, closing its eyes as you sit in front of it "Just speaking about his misdeeds twists my bowels and burdens my heart! My beloved grandfather hastens his death's approach, so enraged is he by the crimes of the bastard Jingyu!"Contd
>>5300851Good. You say nothing, and just blink as you listen to the now furious ghost rant. That is truly a gruesome way to gain power, unseemly, grotesque and not in a beautiful way. Despite yourself, you find yourself agreeing with the fallen ice wraith, as you cannot find a word that better fits such a method besides "Deeply evil". Well, besides disturbing and disgusting."Please, whoever you are, kindly hunter, save our grandmaster, you shall be greatly rewarded" The ghost sighs "Our higher tier members are busy defending against the uncalled for aggressions of our neighbor clans and nearby peers, they cannot be called upon to exterminate the devil that was Jingyu. Hear my plea, though I cannot see you, tell my sect Xiaosi has given you his recommendation and trust, and they shall lend you any aid you ask on your quest"'honestly, I might just help Jingyu. You bastards deserve everything that is happening to you now for what you did to my mother" You think, furrowing your brow angrily"I cannot undertake this quest, if I do not know where this organ thief lurks" You say as kindly as you're able to when speaking to a member of that sect that killed your sister and betrayed Monu "It would be unbecoming if I were to demand assistance when I do not know where the monster I seek makes its lair, where did he kill you? Where did you do battle""As far as we know, Jingyu lurks in the primordial forest of the tragic lovers. Surely, one as well traveled and knowledgeable as yourself have heard of it. It is one of the pride of the winter blossoming wisdom sect, and one of our wealthiest properties. A natural garden for spiritual herbs and fruit, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very dense and rich there" He explain somberly "Which is why it is troublesome that Jingyu remains within it, slaughtering and butchering any creature with even a drop of Qi in their meridians like they were common beasts. Despicable. Surely, that is how he remains alive despite melding his body with dead flesh and lifeless bones. Like a toad, he sits upon his prize, gathering power and biding his time, and there is nothing we can do to stop him. Because"You're now sitting directly in front of the rambling head, eyes narrowed as you wait for your answer"He doesn't stay in one place, and has become remarkably adept at hiding from our perceptions, even the sharpest spiritual senses amongst our school cannot find him, and divination shows us nothing" He grumbles "Forgive me, oh selfless maiden as majestic as the stars, But I do not know where he is. But, I Know he is moving nearer to the edge of woods, as if in search of something. I myself was killed on the outskirts. Find what remains of my corpse, and I am sure you'll have proof enough to lead a pursuit for Jingyu"Cont
>>5300854"There is no need to apologize, you've already given me a wealth of leads and information more valuable than even jade fallen from the sea of stars" You sneer leaning down to look him in his apparently blind eyes "But, endure a few moments longer, cling to your fading will and memories. I have one final question for you""What is it? I'll be happy to answer any questions given to me, by she who shall avenge me and bring that monster to justice?" He says stoically"Have you ever heard of someone called the Poison Fairy? Or perhaps you have heard stories told about the toad princess?" You ask, barely able to keep the bitterness of you disdain from reaching your voice, poisoning the sweet voice you're speaking with "Have you ever hard the legend of the Serpent whose venom could slay a dragon?"He closes his eyes and clenches his jaws"How do you know of our great shame? I know her. I know her well. She is a cautionary tale, to suspect even those closest to you, your dearest friends and most stalwart comrades of impiety and ill virtue, to seek heretics wherever you go, to constantly be on the look out for apostates and traitors" He hisses, trying to shake his split head "Jingyu is proof we have become lax in our guard, but he is far less terrible than the unforgiveable traitor. The Sect head dealt with her and killed her, two or three generations ago. He had been closer to her than words could describe, and she abused his trust, esteem and affection to commit apostasy most foul beneath the elders' noses. She performed a heresy that not even the gods could forgive while indulging herself in all the comforts and wealth of the school. The heartless bitch raised demonic beasts, threatening all of humanity and..."You crush his head beneath your paws without a thought in your head or moment hesitation. Furious, you turn and leave the smear on the ground, your legs shaking now not from the cold but rather sheer rage the departed ghost's words woke within you.Qiang passes you by, and knows better than to say anything to you when you're so deeply upset.Baoli-Wuywang on the other hand..."Isn't it marvelous how many exotic fighters I've been able to procure and hire? Each one is more exciting than the last, and is able to incite more of reaction from you, breaking that proud and regal façade of yours. It is most amusing, but I can tell, Huanliuxue, you do not find the humor in it" The crow king sneers as the Arena is prepared for Qiang's last real fight and the frozen corpses of the first, second and half of the third row of the audience are broken from the floor and carted away. You try to ignore your hosts prodding and passive aggressive heckling as you undo the adaptations your forced on your body to simply survive that last fight.Cont
>>5300855"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? I thought you'd at appreciate the effort I, your peer in title and station, went to to provide you with interesting and stimulating opponents, it wasn't easy, you know finding them" He continues to ramble on, hands interlocked, one leg kicked over the other as he talks at you "But, I needed to repay you for the entertainment and for the finical advise of betting on you and your adorable little student. You could at least smile, your own bets have made you wealth, and you've been able to crush a pretender to your inheritance, a would be usurper and even a scion of the clan that wronged your family. Why are you looking so glum? What is that has gotten you so upset and gloomy! This is a party, smile, celebrate. You may not be a demon, but surely you can have some fun in hell! There's just one last hurdle, before you receive a prize greater than even the bounty won from betting, so come on, show some courtly refinement and at least act pleased by my hospitality" What do you say to the crow king as Qiang's fight begins, Huanliuxue?>"Shut up, I have no patience left for a creature as evil as you">Nothing>"Your affable demeanor won't fool me, crow king. You want to corrupt me and make me a real demonic beast. This is just training for me and Qiang, nothing more">"Peer? Equal? Fellow nobility!? Insolent dog! I am the only royalty here or anywhere beneath the heavens! You might think you're strong enough to mock me without consequence, but I am the heir to the primordial wilds and if you don't show me respect I'll make you kneel and kowtow before me, swine!">Write
>>5300857>"Face is part of the rules of men, not of the wild. A wounded cat hides from view, a hurt dog shows it to their packmates, but neither fakes health. As princess of the wilds, I do not recognise wearing a false mask as royal ettiquette, but a predator's cunning.">"I do enjoy a good fight and challenge, but when fighting these tortured souls, I can only see that both heaven and hell seek only to pluck away and hinder those who would grow strong">"I welcome your attempts hospitality however. If you seek to corrupt me, than it's simply because of your nature as a true demon. If you merely want an ally against the heavens or to display your power agaibst a potential rival, it is a sensible plan. But if intent to make a friend out of me? You would need a very different approach"
>>5300857>Write in.Focus, and get our temper under control. We feed on powerful grudges-- and what is a grudge, if not anger let fester and grow more potent? Throwing a tantrum because of the words of an insulting young cultivator (who knew nothing of our mother than the lies his superiors told him) is beneath us. Likewise, picking a fight with Baoli Wuyawang does no good right now, and neither does directly antagonizing him any further in his own domain. Many an arrogant young master has been humbled by challenging an opponent whose strengths they didn't understand, and the crow king has had us on the back foot since we arrived. I can only interpret the line>you've been able to crush a pretender to your inheritance, a would be usurper and even a scion of the clan that wronged your family.as him having known about Monu, our blood qi, and our collecting other magical beasts from the beginning, and setting up at least a couple of these fights specifically to fuck with us. He's setting a trap; there's no reason we should be stupid enough to take the bait, no matter how righteous our anger. Let this experience harden into a fresh grudge against the truly wicked-- and in the meantime, air a few of our grievances in a composed way, sort of like >>5300886.
>>5300896I can support taking advantage of the seething to empower us.
>>5300896+1.He knows more about us on a personal level than some of our disciples do.And yea, he's been going in fairly gated circle of>hey your blood qi is great babe, you'd be better off if you were more demonic tho just sayain babeThen trying to get us to submit to our own weaknesses in pride and anger by alternating between dredging up the past and things related to us while prying for info on our abilities and relationships. I think he's trying to activate some conditions that edge souls towards becoming more like demons in an attempt to get info on us or just directly obtain our blood qi. Simple espionage for a cultivating cat or moral corruption doesn't seem a deep enough stratagem for someone who's been attempting to play down the effort they've put into trying to divine our inner workings and relationships. It reeks of a spell.>>5300857>write-inIt wouldn't really be subtle, but hey, he's not actually being subtle.We can respond to his prickling by asking him what the true nature of demon hospitality is, and thank him for hosting us before he can answer. He should be smart enough to get it.
>>5300886>>5300896>>5301081Just wanted to say, I really like these write ins. They're clever and well written. Anyways, vote is still on going. Just felt the need to say how much I enjoyed your write ins when I woke up.Hope to see some more. Write ins are always fun.
>>5300886+1I really enjoy the comment about face
No update today. Slipped while walking up some stairs with loose carpeting, and I'm in too much pain to write rn. Nothing serious thankfully.
>>5301390Thanks, QM. I only really learned of the quest in the thread's 4th iteration, but I've had a lot of fun with our weirdly moral murder-cat. This is the first real quest I've played, and you've done a great job keeping it going this long; thanks for all the work you've put in so far.>>5301081Yeah, it could be be a spell of some kind. If I had to hazard a guess, it's definitely on-brand for our host's idea of a 'grand prize' to be getting forcibly turned into a demon, or trying to steal/corrupt our pure blood qi. >>5302886Holy shit, dude. I'm sorry to hear that. Hoping you feel better soon.
>>5302886Ah shit my dude, I hope you get better.>>5302956Or our next "hurdle" being fighting him.
>>5302886Jeesus. Carpeted stairs? Truly inauspicious.Also don't underestimate hidden injuries. If the pain becomes semi-chronic then it's somethin serious.
Ending the vote now. "Face is part of the rules of men...": 4Focus, and get our temper under control.:4asking him what the true nature of demon hospitality is, and thank him for hosting us before he can answer: 1So I'm counting this >>5301081 and the votes for it (except for >>5301081, as it supplied its own reply) to be in support of >>5300886 as well due to this part "in the meantime, air a few of our grievances in a composed way, sort of like >>5300886." and because it is a vote for an action, focusing and getting your temper under control and turning it into a new grudge against the wicked.Figured I should explain my reasoning, for counting the votes as I did.So You'll focus and regain control over your temper/ anger and cage it so it may ferment into a true, and potent grudge against the truly wickedBefore airing your grievances with all the composure and calm of a untroubled grave.Update will arrive shortly>>5303077>>5302956>>5302968Thanks for your concern. But I'm fine, bruised and aching but fine.And yeah, hardwood stairs with carpet barely attached to it. Hurt like hell falling down it. Really, I'm lucky the glass I was carrying didn't shatter, and that I avoided landing on the fork and knife to. Wouldn't have walked away as easily if it did.
>>5303641That sounds like a close one, thankfully everything ended relativaly well.
Big update incoming
Like a break in a storm, your stewing rage and building fury relent and wane. Lessons and warning tales spoken by your mother and common since fill your mind like the quite stillness following the retreat of the heaven's wrath manifest in sleets of rain, rolling thunder and falling lightning and shrieking winds.'No' You think, harshly scolding yourself for nearly losing composure or control of your emotions 'this is beneath me. I am the warden and holder of enmity and spite, to allow anger to reign over my mind is as shameful as throwing a tantrum in front of my students and underlings. Like a princess whining in front of the court of her father. It is beneath me. So far beneath me, the distance is similar to that separating heaven and earth, it is shameful" Arrogance is death. One must know the difference between wild arrogance and well placed pride. Monu has told you of the long history of shameful defeats and humiliating deaths dealt out to arrogant young masters who forgot their place and mistakenly believed themselves untouchable, and were then humbled by opponents they believed to be trash or vermin beneath their heels. You had seen the result of such an overblown ego, and what end it lead its host who believed themselves peerless beneath all nine heavens. A stain upon the floor and a fresh coat of paint on the walls of the nameless inn where he had picked a fight with an opponent humbly hiding away his true power and threat.Baoli-Wuyawang, is stronger than you. It does not hurt your pride to admit this obvious fact. You do not know exactly how great the difference between you and the Crow King is, but you know it is there. It would do you no good to antagonize him, as much as you sorely wanted, and to pick a fight with your host would be courting death. Even if he did not rule for his strength alone, fear of his name and wrath had earned him a loyal murder of demons who would all to readily rush to his defense to avoid the assuredly deadly punishment of disloyalty.Even his wife, otherwise fierce and haughty, mewled and cowered like a kitten when her husband did so little as raise his voice and narrow his eyes. Baoli-Wuyawang was dangerous, and unpredictable. A true demon in both heart and character. And the fact he knew so much about you and the life you had lead, on a level deeper than even some of your disciples did, made you all the more wary.As a beast, you knew well a trap when one was set before you. Being angry would only play into whatever scheme he had for you, until you were dancing in his palm. He knew about your mother, He knew of your ownership of pure blood Qi, he Knew you were gathering other Magical beasts as your students. While these could be explained as him having interrogated those left dead in your path, it was all too unlikely for him to capture and wring answers out of every soul you had wronged. And even more unlikely for their stories of you to lead him to the conclusions he has found.Cont
>>5303734And his choice of opponents were too suspicious to be mere happenstance. He was trying to irritate you, to push you to lash out in anger or fear by putting you against enemies he somehow knew were someway connected to your ambitions and fears. Except the bone centipede, but that might've been just to torment his wife by killing her childhood pet or showing one last disrespect to his predecessor, who he ate. Whatever means the crow king was using, which you were certain went beyond mere spying or guess work, he was clearly trying to make you submit to your own pride or righteous anger and indignation. All the while trying to gather as much information as he could about your abilities, relationships, beliefs and goals. You knew there was a trap, but was it sorcerous in nature? You'd need to study demonic magic when you returned to the realm of the living. But for nowYou would take a deep breath, fill your lungs with fresh air and allow your mind to clear, cleansing it of the lingering anger and bottling it up deeper within yourself. As you breath out, you push it all together, pressing and shape it as you would a medicinal pill, refining it as you reflect on what exactly you hate about your host and his kind, the disgust and fury you have felt for their wicked, unnatural ways. And so, the mote of anger you have kept, begins to form into a new grudge. Potent and fierce, this resentment was directed towards the truly wicked. Those who the fools who named themselves true daoists would believe to be your allies. The evil you found at your back, as you stood against the injustices and hubris of the heavens who thought they were above the natural order of things.And, as you carefully pruned, shaped and empowered this newly born grudge, you turned to Baoli-Wuyawang, facing his gleefully sadistic grin, and feathered face as his illusion of humanity began to slip as his own emotions rouse and rouse. He was expecting you to shame yourself with anger, to give him reason to strike you, to spit in the face of his so called hospitality and laugh at the poisoned niceties he drowned you with.Instead, you met his smile with a cool sense of calm and dignity."Face is part of the rules of men, not of the wilds" You said well manneredly, like a scholar explaining to a king why he could not pluck the stars from the heavens to set as jewels in his crown. You turned away as the Crow King's smile faded, usurped by confusion" A wounded cat hides from view, a hurt dog shows it to their packmates, but neither fakes health" You continue, sharply and proudly as you watch Qiang step into the ring, still wearing her boar shaped masked to smother her warm breath "As princess of the wilds, I do not recognize wearing a false mask as royal etiquette, but a predator's cunning."Cont
>>5303737"Are you truly a predator, when you lie with prey and take them as your students?" He asks just as sharply, swirling a goblet of steaming blood around as his wife winced and gnawed at her claws. His Mother in law watched silently, wearing a smile like she was watching two children arguing who would play the hero and who would play the demon kingYou ignore him. Which will wound him greater than any words you could shout at him. Qiang's opponent enters, you jaw clenches, as you see that in place of a hungry ghost or lost soul captured and chained, is a great, dragon scaled brute of a demon with an axe in each of its four hands.Qiang takes a step back, expression hidden by her mask, but wariness clear in her movement. Your heart pounds"I do enjoy a good fight and challenge, but when fighting these tortured souls" You say soberly, frowning as You could hear the Crow King seethe as he drew his black claws over the arms of his throne, peeling away wood and metal alike "I can only see that both heaven and hell seek only to pluck away and hinder those who would grow strong""Oh, so that is the benevolence of beasts? The virtue of the wild? I am pleased to hear you do in fact appreciate the quality of fighters I've set against you, perhaps you have some aristocratic bearing and noble refinement, to be able to compliment the slightest showing of my hospitality. As alien as your world view is! Still, I wonder, if in your feline eyes the weak are prey to the strong"You allow yourself to smirk. He still doesn't understand your philosophy in the slightest. Or, at least, pretends not to. The fight is underway. The Four armed brute causes the tower to shake every time one of his four axes meets the ground, cutting deeply into it as Qiang narrowly avoids bisection as the scaled monster becomes a whirlwind of violent motion and roars. You remain composed, as you breathlessly watch Qiang sidestep and duck beneath the stone hewing strikes of her monstrous opponent. The cheers of the crowd are deafening."I welcome your attempts hospitality however" You answer cooly, tail flicking as Qiang's mask is cut in two and falls from her face. Her robes have been cut, warm living blood seeps from the deep cut on her shoulder. She has been hit. The aroma of her living flesh rises into the air, like the scent of a wounded animal, the raw meat of wounded kill. Baoli-Wuyawang grins. Qiang stumbles, but catches herself with a defiant stomp. You can see her eyes now, and see that they are free of fear or panic. A familiar coldness fills them, as sharp as the edge of her sword. She adjusts her girp, and holds it with both her hands as her red hair flows freely.Cont
>>5303742"Hmm. Fu could swing harder than that. If it was my older brother holding that axe" Qiang boasts emotionlessly as she swings her injured arm and rolls its shoulder "I would've lost the arm. For all your bluster and size, you're quite the weakling aren't you? You don't play with your food in a fight, especially not when it can bite back"Blood flies from her hand as she flicks it, and charges forward. "If you seek to corrupt me, than it's simply because of your nature as a true demon" You tell Baoli-Wuyawang simply, turning his attention back to you, as he looks amused by your lack of concern for your disciple. But why would you worry for Qiang? She's already won. You can see her path to victory clearly now. The blood she flicked, was aimed for the scaled demon's blazing eyes. She distracted it by insulting it, rousing its ire and rage so it wouldn't notice what she was actually trying to accomplish"True nature" The crow King echoes, his eyes opening with realization as he taps a claw on his chin, drool flowing from his mouth as his features become more and more animalistic and avian.You flash a viciously triumphant grin as Qiang catches an axe blow on the edge of her blade, sparks flying as the massive weapon glided down the length of her sword, until she deflected it at the end of its head, throwing its massive weight of her head with an expertly timed parry. Another axe flew, and another, both swinging to catch her like a pincer. She stepped back, and held up her sword, catching them by the notch the first strike had made in it. Her legs vanish into the sand, as her larger and more powerful opponent throws all of his weight and might to try and break her guard and throw her off her feet or otherwise snap them like twigs.The blood she had thrown moments before hit his eye then. The moment of shock is all it took for the assassin to find her opening."If you merely want an ally against the heavens or to display your power agaibst a potential rival, it is a sensible plan" You boredly droll on as Qiang purposefully snaps her sword in two, slipping past the axes as they swing past one another as their wielder stumbles and reflexively reaches to clear his eyes with one of his upper two hands. She steps atop his knee, and launches herself upwards, broken blade held at her side, eyes fiercely flashing with a predator's focus.The Crow Queen gasps, and covers her mouth, eyes flaring with delight and pleasure as she watches your student leap towards the throat of her husbands champion. Drool flows past her dainty, pale hands as the King rises from his thrown in disbelief. A cackle escapes your throat, as your victorious grin becomes a very Monu-like Sneer. The towering demon stumbles back, having grasped for Qiang the moment she kicked off his leg. Cont
>>5303743But he's too slow, and his massively clawed hand can only paw at the empty air she left behind, as Qiang buries her blade past its guard and up to her wrist in his unscaled throat and wraps her legs around it to keep from being pulled off it. Like a tick.You can see clearly now, how many times she had been cut by the brute's axes, and how deeply she had been. This fight was more of a challenge to her, than the crow demon was. Baoli-Wuyawang's jaw drops, and he nearly collapses into his thrown. You half expect him to be coughing blood as you finish speaking your grievances to him."But if intent to make a friend out of me? You would need a very different approach" You state calmly and affably as he glances to you, eyes briefly oozing with contempt before his fake kindliness returns in full force"You've raised an Impressive student, a most impressive student" He mutters, expertly hiding the ruefulness of the statement behind sweet words and false joy so sweet it feels as though it will rot your teeth "Humans can rarely support such ferocity without their heart turning into that of a demon. No surprise, considering her prior employment. But I must admit, I underestimated little Qiang. Gravely underestimated her. I though her victory against my fellow Crow Demon was a fluke, now I see how wrong I was. No fear of death...no surprise, considering who taught her"The scaled behemoth finally gives up trying to pry Qiang from his throat, and collapses backwards, a great pool of blood surrounding him as he continued to weakly claw at your disciple, still locked firmly to his neck and now truly bathed in his blood as she twists her broken sword around and finally rips it free.The audience is silent. How will they react? They'd have to be nose blind to not smell the life in her blood, to not feel the warmth radiating from her wounds."A human girl was able to cut down two demons, with such ease!?""Hah! The Happy bloodshed could even raise a human to be demon! Incredible""I knew there was a reason the Princess of the graves took her own as her disciple! That is a rare breed of woman""Never knew meat could fight back so fiercely, well fought, girly""It takes courage for a young lady to walk so freely in a den of devils!""I think I'm in love! For a fierce spirit to fight with such skill, is one thing. but for a living woman to do the same?""She'd make a perfect bride for my son! If only he had half of her savagery!""Humans haven't been so fun since the reign of the Supreme Devil Mind herself!""Huanliuxue is truly bold, to parade a living human in front of us! Truly bold indeed! But her confidence is not without merit! She killed two demons I'd be afraid to fight myself! Like they were grubs!"You and Baoli-Wuyawang sit in awkward silence as his wife squirms and pants in grisly delight at seeing the brutal end of another demon. You exchange glance with the crow kingCont
>>5303747"I will be entirely honest, against my nature as a demon. I was not expecting the crowd to react in such an...accepting manner" He says nearly bashfully"Neither did I, with how many humans were being served as meat for your guests" You say so quietly as to nearly whisper "I suppose, then, I should ready myself for my last fight. Since it doesn't seem that my disciple will need my protection from ravenous devils""Yes...yes" Baoli-Wuyawang said idly, blinking rapidly as he tried to recover from the shock of demons applauding a living woman, instead of trying to eat her "I suppose we should get ready for our bout""Yes I" You say, pausing mid sentence with your mouth slightly open as you whip your head to face Baoli-Wuyawang, who is now stuffing his mouthful of eyeballs and cheek meat, seemingly to distract himself from the friendly welcome Qiang was receiving from his guests"Wait, our bout?" You asks bluntly, a chill running down your spine as you grinded your teeth together "We should get ready. Baoli-Wuyawang, were you planning on fighting me? Was that your scheme? To toy with me throughout this entire sham of a tournament, testing what kinds of techniques me and my disciple possess, measuring the height of our skill and ability while dredging up opponents that somehow relate to me, my past and my grand ambitions, just to take the place as my hurdle before I could claim my true prize?"There is a long, telling silence. Broken only by the old crow woman laughing uproariously, soon joined by her daughter, who takes her once chance to mock her husband as he slouches in his chair and pinches his brow in indignation"Forgive me for spoiling the surprise" he hissed as his mother in law slapped his back"Oh don't be so dour! It's a youthful mistake made in excitement! At least it wasn't made in the bedroom, my son" She cackles "Oh, you were so proud of the plan to! Its such a shame, you went to such lengths to ensure it would go smoothly, you even had another fighter prepared in case she asked to fight her last two at once, when she was first getting annoyed, didn't you"The crow king says nothing, stewing in his shame."He did! He did! He was going to fly down and give a speech if she demanded it" His wife howls, before he stands up, and causes both the harpies to go deathly silent and retreat from him, shielding themselves with their feathered arms and squawking in terror"So, shall we begin?" He asked calmly, glancing down at you with his arms crossedCont
>>5303749What do you do, Huanliuxue?>Admit that, despite your disgust of his manner and personality, you would've been impressed by his entrance had he pulled it off. And you respect his cunning, even if you don't respect him>Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!>"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king">The key to winning against a stronger opponent, is to strike first and strike hard! Use the Red Death Scythe and strike him while his guard is down! (Martial/ Magic Trial. DC 75) >Bravely run away! You're not foolhardy enough to fight HIM! >Write in
>Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!
>>5303754>Allow me to help you down>The key to winning is striking first. Use Red Death Scythe and barrel him down into the stadium. DC 75Lets enter in style. With an explosion and one of us falling into the sand.
>>5303754>"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king"the sass train has no brakes>>5303754
Wait, given Baoli's and the crowd's comments does everyone here think she's our daughter? Again??>>5303754>"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king">write-in "I had half a mind to think you were attempting a seduction spell."Sass first. The way to beat a demon like him is by upsetting them first. Because if the DC is 75 for a surprise attack...
>>5303754>Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!>"Let us dance Crow King. Perhaps this is how we will truly learn eachother worldview"I can't believe I actually called it>>5302968
>>5303754>>Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!>>"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king"What are the odds he's actually a switch and a lady talking down to him gets his rocks off? It'd be kinda weird to fight a bird with a boner. This whole time he just wanted to fight someone who had the guts to actually stand up to him and wasn't just a jackass with more ego than talent. Poor crow. He's still an ass, though.
>>5303754>Admit that, despite your disgust of his manner and personality, you would've been impressed by his entrance had he pulled it off. And you respect his cunning, even if you don't respect him
>>5303754>Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!>"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king"
>>5303754>"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king">Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!"Could this whole tournament just be a way for him to see our techniques so he can have an advantage when he fights us himself?""Nah, too simple. Its gotta be something else"Imagine my dumb ass when this update dropped. I was near certain it would be Ling Meng or something.Kinda wanted the status to show up. Would have been one hell of a finale
>>5303754>>Admit that, despite your disgust of his manner and personality, you would've been impressed by his entrance had he pulled it off. And you respect his cunning, even if you don't respect himWe should use Qi Powers of Mass Destruction (Blood Rain, Chaos Mist) so that the arena is filled with grudges for our cultivation. Maybe it even nudges Baoli-Wuyawang into fighting in an overly aggressive (and thereby predictable) way.Therefore, we should insist on letting Qiang take her prices and be brought home before the fight starts. She is already injured and we dont want to threaten her with our techniques. Also, we have to ensure that we get a reasonable price if we kill Baoli-Wuyawang. He cannot hand it out while being stuck in the next phase of the Great Wheel: rebirth (if that is even possible for him)!What are the cultivation materials we have on us, which we can consume before the fight? Do they have reasonable durations? Do we have the pearl created by our last usage of Blood Rain, Chaos Mist with us?
>>5304152This sounds like a reasonable precaution. Get the one person we care about out, so we can go to town with the big guns like blood rain.
Ending the vote, tallying the result.Laugh, and explain you were worried he had prepared a spell to subvert your mind and corrupt you. Knowing you have to fight him is a real relief...wait! You have to fight him!:6The key to winning against a stronger opponent, is to strike first and strike hard! Use the Red Death Scythe and strike him while his guard is down!: 1-Allow me to help you down:1"That was surprisingly adorable, crow king":6-"I had half a mind to think you were attempting a seduction spell.":1"Let us dance Crow King. Perhaps this is how we will truly learn eachother worldview": 1Admit that, despite your disgust of his manner and personality, you would've been impressed by his entrance had he pulled it off. And you respect his cunning, even if you don't respect him: 2insist on letting Qiang take her prices and be brought home before the fight starts: 2So You'll tell the Crow King That was surprisingly adorable, crow king" while laughing, and before explaining you were worried he had something more nefarious planned before realizing you have to fight him!Update will arrive shortly >>5304152You do have the blood rain, chaos mist pearl. You do not however, have on you some of the other treasures/ weapons/ materialsLike the block of star Jade,, The ghost taming seal, fly whisk, for example. Most of the body part treasures are still at the sect grounds. IE the phoenix feathers, flood dragon scale...etc. You also have three types of spirit fruits (Metal, water, earth aligned), Huanliuxue also tends to carry a supply of poisons and medicines on her at all times, as well as unrefined spirit herbs and grasses *a number of which have yet to be identified* (including specifically, besides her standard affair and divine blood honey pills, 2 miraculous healing pills, 1 blood cleansing drug, and 2 fire body stabilizers), the spirit stones are left behind, but I do imagine Huanliuxue would keep the Crown of trapped sands and caged winds, and the Amber and pearl prayer beads (Nine in total, which, if you recall can each seal and hold within themselves one creature, living or dead)
You cannot resist the temptation to be sassy and tease the Crow King, even though your survival instincts are screaming at you not to upset him any more than his family already has, and thus risk drawing his ire before your properly prepared and settled in the ring, ready to fight him. Besides, how often is one able to mock and make fun of a ruler of hell? Underworld nobility! Devilish royalty! Its just too tempting to pass up, even if it is courting death, the rarity of this opportunity and timing of its arrival are just too perfect to let slip by you! Time to pay back Baoli-Wuyawang for making jest of you and Qiang, and for toying and playing with you like you were some kind of doll! Let the Crow King's shame burn his wings and bleach his feathers! Let him know what it is like to be humiliated and made light of!"That was surprisingly adorable, Crow King" You coo, struggling not to laugh indecently and uproariously as you see the Crow King's pale face begin to first flush pink, before turning a shade of red almost as deep and admirable as your own luxurious, blood dyed coat of fur. His eyes narrow, and become entirely crow like as your composure breaks and you laugh as only a cat or a witch could, cackling and spitting as your entire body quakes and spasms because of the force of laughter. Which soon becomes a laughing fit, that makes you feel feverish around your face, and ache in your chest and throat as you collapse on your chair, eyes tightly shut and mouth agape as your continuously assault by more and more guffaws and howls of laughter. You try to regain self control and end you laughter by smacking a paw on the ground. Slowly, ponderously slowly, as slow as a corpse grows hair and nails, your mad cackling begins to quiet and abate.There are tears in your eyes, and a burning sensation all over you as you glance up at the obviously furious crow king, who has somehow kept himself composed and maintained an illusionary calm, even as his mother in law joins you in heckling him with your laughter, while his wife tries to make herself small, going so far as too turn herself into a crow to try and avoid his attention as crashing, breath stealing and nerve shattering waves of killing intent roll off of your host. Who doesn't seem to find the humor in how cute he acted after accidentally exposing his grand scheme to you, off handedly. As if he were discussing the health of the flowers in his garden, or the day's weather."I suppose my manner this evening has made me deserve such mockery, after all, it is most improper to toy with one's own guests. Especially those welcomed into one's house with every honor and privilege that can be afforded" he sighed, as he suppressed his murderous rage"Oh, I wasn't laughing at you. At least not entirely. I just find the whole situation hilarious, my good host, honorable king of crow demons" You giggle as you hide your mouth behind a paw Cont
>>5305119"I know it appears to all the world I am laughing at you, oh noble and rightful ruler of Corvids, illustrious master of this awe inspiring tower" You say, much more measuredly and collectedly, though your still quiver with the tail end of your now strongly repressed laughter "But truly, I am laughing more at myself and my own foolishness! You blundered, that is true, but that is not what has amused me to such an extent I made myself so ill with laughter I feared my lungs would pop and burst! See, I was laughing at myself""Pardon?" He asks, completely taken aback, perhaps wondering if you're telling the truth or making the boldest excuse ever spoken in the depths of hell"Yes! I was laughing at myself! For what is more amusing than realizing one's own trepidation and vigilance was wholly unnecessary!" You say merrily as you hop off the cushioned chair you had been lounging in "I was terribly worried you had a scheme in place I could no comprehend! Perhaps some spell prepared to subvert my mind, corrupt me into the demon I am oft called! I was honestly terrified, oh Cunning feathered master, that you had met held tightly in your hand since the moment I walked into your manor. That I only have to fight you, is huge relief! My shoulders rise as the weight of my fear and misplaced paranoia is lifted like..."You pause, mouth frozen open as you realize"Oh I still have to fight you!" You say, somehow still sounding as Cheerful as Feiqing was when he was offered numerous wives from the barbaric tribes of the primordial wilderness"A fight I am very much going to enjoy, surely, bloodying you will bring me more pleasure than bedding my wife while still covered in her fool of a father's blood, his meat and flesh still clinging beneath my talons" Baoli_Wuyawang "And then, Win or Lose, I think I'll behead the old crone who laughed with you, for even if you were laughing at yourself, she wasn't. Oh, retribution is sweeter than even the flesh of an innocent child"You feel your expression shift suddenly from happy and gleeful to furious and murderous"Oh that's gotten you mad, I expected it would. Don't worry, I don't have a taste for children. Virgins, yes, but not children. Too little meat for how many bones they have" He sneers, stabbing a talon at you "And do not fear, your student shall not be harmed by my hands or any who serve me, you will be, but we're about to have a friendly match, aren't we?"His smile is more disturbing that it has ever been, fury and kindness so closely mingled they have become one singular madness"Come on, lets get started! I've been waiting to test my claws against yours since Yi Zhu first spoke of your prowess, and the odd abilities" He says, walking to the edge of his family's personal box, wings emerging from his back "I'll allow you to prepare however you see fit, do not keep my waiting for long. Just waiting to kill the old bat here is really trying my patience, Happy to Bleed, I mean to Shed blood"
>>5305121And with that, he steps off and descends into the arena"Damn, seems I pushed him too far! Girly! Kill him so I don't die" The old crow demon cackles "Though, dying would be a worthy price to pay to see just how red his face had gotten""Hmm, the specter of death is comforting when its shadow falls over my own" You sneer boastfully "I don't even know your name, old bat, but I've become found of your audacity""Thank you" The old crow woman says, bowing her head "It takes some back bone to be able admit when you're outmatched, and so blithely!" What do you do before the fight, Huanliuxue?>Take as many spirit medicines as your body can endure, and send Qiang back to the living world to fetch you as many as she can carry from your temple's medicine stores (Fortitude trial. Higher roll = better results)>Tell Qiang to get to safe distance, and show the crow king your one true demonic art, Blood Rain, Chaos mist. Hopefully, it can infect even demons...(Magic Trial. DC 60)>Don't prepare at all and leap into the Arena. >Spend a portion of your winnings in the night markets and black markets in search of something to give you an edge (Luck trial. Higher roll = better result)>Write in Also, just figured I should remind you all. But you still have that +35 to cultivate/ train
Lets burn that bonus now by trying to have a Dao epiphany the eve before battle. We did just watch a shit ton of fights and learn some interesting info. I vote we try to grasp a basic samsara technique where some grudges are capable of enduring reincarnation and physical/spirit death.
>>5305129Geeze this is gonna be tough,>Tell Qiang to get to safe distance, and show the crow king your one true demonic art, Blood Rain, Chaos mist. Hopefully, it can infect even demons...(Magic Trial. DC 60)Demons have bodies, and blood, so it should work. The challenge then will be having a strategy to deal with an angry Baoli-Wuyawang.>+write-inLet's use this contained environment.I assume he'll be fighting with speed and flight with tricks and so, I think we can try something that will get a good hit in. We can't do it with just using one or two techniques he's already seen, obviously. The chaos mist is the opener.We can then use the crown of trapped sands and caged winds to sustain a tornado the arena, after he's taken flight. It should also mix the chaos winds the winds of the crown. If we make the wind simple but strong circling winds, rather than overpowering it he'll probably try to use it to go faster, and he's the type that would want to use our attack against us. Pretending to "lose control" of it to sell the idea. Even if he's not fooled, the combined chaos wind will be extremely useful.The second stage of the trick is to get him into thinking we're going to attempt what Qiang did with her crow opponent, by pinching a wing off while the demon was blitzing around. But instead what we'll actually do is Blood Red Lightning Cat Step ourselves towards him with a Dying Grudge Shield to slam into his attack with his powerful speed.If it works well, we shouldn't even need to see him, we just need to run against our own wind after pretending we're going to try what Qiang did. Of course, using the Lightning Step as opposed to Blood Torrent because that will be better if he tries to counter after being thrown by our combined horrific force.Uh, how many rolls would that be?
>>5305129>>5305183Probably worth mentioning that the Blood Red Cat Step is very cool, and utilizes a great deal of Qi. So it's a good primer for following up with some real damage like Whispering Death Claw.
>>5305129>Write inI think we may be missing an obvious solution, here, guys. The old crow crone would probably be willing to tell us about Baoli Wuyawang's fighting style and secrets, due to a vested interest in not being murdered. If him killing her once he's done fighting us is already a foregone conclusion, it makes no sense for her to withhold that information. It probably wouldn't even take that long, and could maybe be taken with other actions, depending on QM's feelings on the matter.
>>5305294Excellent. We can turn his murderous nature against him like that. +1
>>5305129>Take as many spirit medicines as your body can endure, and send Qiang back to the living world to fetch you as many as she can carry from your temple's medicine stores (Fortitude trial. Higher roll = better results)>Ask Qiang to warn Monu and Ping, so they may help her pick the best ones for alchemy and exorcism.A part of hell going berserk would probably have greater consequences, and I don't fell like gambling with the fetus merchants.>>5305294Also supporting this guy, the crow crone has no reason to screw us over.
>>5305129>>5305183 and >>5305294 +1
>>5305294supporting. I was actually about to suggest that but you were quicker.
>>5305294An excellent idea. ask for his tricks and secrets first.>>5305183We do really want to lock down his ability to fly. So giving the air control and sand storm, that's a really good idea.Now if we regard the Demon King's personality and temperment, I think we can agree he is an amazingly Yang oriented individual, with his personality at the very least aspected towards fire. So we'll want to use a lot of water aspected shit, unless the crone reveals his personality and powers are out of sync, in which case we need to reorganise.But if he is fire, Blood makes for an easy water substitute, one wherein he can be heavily countered.At the very least, we should run our luck>Spend some of our winnings in the night and black markets
>>5305129Supporting >>5305177. Meditate on the experiences we've just had to achieve a level up. Flashback to our training optional.
>>5305621Is hell genuinely the best place to meditate on the Dao of Ghosts and Grudges?It might be, but it could be aligned all wrong.
>>5305621Considering our breakthroughs tend to cost several months of cultivation, I don't think we have time for this. Also probably unsafe as >>5305666 mentions
>>5305666>>5305709I don't mean a cultivation breakthrough, but a fighting skill breakthrough. We can compose new techniques without sitting in a cave for a year.
>>5305713This is true. What kinds of technique? I have some ideas myself for Grudge Shield & Guqin slashes, which would be very situational and likely hilarious to turn a battlefield into a bounce house, and Blood Qi based attacks channeled with our Guqin as well. Though with blood the idea would be using its more specific aspects, like using its body weakening aspects as a sound based attack. Both of these would excel at ranged anti-air, but even these basic brews seem difficult. Not too much for a prodigy, but a lot to come up with on the spot. Particularly how to solidify a shield onto a slash without thinning it into uselessness, and diverging the natural tendencies of water/metal Blood into lesser sound while retaining its strength. The latter perhaps by limiting its range, though it would be pointless while the whole strength of the Guqin is range, but again its a bit of a complex effect we haven't attempted in detail on a smaller scale.We do have a grudge against hell and its inhabitants to utilize as we see fit in any technique we already have, or to help us expand into something new.
>>5305713There's also a possibility of a Blood Qi Lightning Strike, or perhaps better as a close ranged reflex strike, as close and/or ranged paralysis. It might need a diagram for it to become ranged, but it would involve bolstering our metal with destructive yin, and using blood qi's ability to "target search" for veins to an extent, to nullify the speed difference.It'd be a great back up attack in this fight in particular, because of Bao sees us drawing a diagram and conjuring lightning like we did in a previous fight he may mistake it as the same attack and think he can just go fast. In counter argument, it can be stopped with any type sufficient barrier, and although he's certainly going to be yang heavy Bao knows about our penchant for lightning and birds tend to be wary of storms.Might we... bottle a grudge into lightning? There ought to be more than enough yin, after all.
>>5305772To clarify, a reflex strike would require us getting hit or grappled to trigger the blood lightning into surging through the veins of our attacker. I don't really want to get hit by Baoli-Wuyawang.
Ending the vote, tallying the result.Burn your cultivation Bonus to have a Dao epiphany before the battle: 2Tell Qiang to get to safe distance, and show the crow king your one true demonic art, Blood Rain, Chaos mist. Hopefully, it can infect even demons: 2- use the crown of trapped sands and caged winds to sustain a tornado the arena+ trick is to get him into thinking we're going to attempt what Qiang did with her crow opponent, by pinching a wing off while the demon was blitzing around. But instead what we'll actually do is Blood Red Lightning Cat Step ourselves towards him with a Dying Grudge Shield to slam into his attack with his powerful speed.:2Ask the Old Crow Crone about Baoli Wuyawang's fighting style and secrets:6Take as many spirit medicines as your body can endure, and send Qiang back to the living world to fetch you as many as she can carry from your temple's medicine stores :1-Ask Qiang to warn Monu and Ping, so they may help her pick the best ones for alchemy and exorcism:1Spend a portion of your winnings in the night markets and black markets in search of something to give you an edge: 1So You'll cunningly ask the Condemned Crow Crone to reveal the secrets of Baoli-Wuyawang's fighting style, his powers/ abilities, techniques and any weaknesses he may be hiding Update will arrive shortly.
"Well" You say cordially, feeling rather pleased by the old woman's compliment of your attitude "it is only natural for a follower of the Dao of Ghosts and grudges to recognize when death lies in their way, and I in turn praise your glib dignity and fearlessness in fact of that very same death, you courageous old crone. If you were not the kin of Baoli-Wuyawang, I'd be honored to call you my grandmother""Such a shame we won't have an opportunity to talk more, Huanliuxue. You're a rare breed of proud that isn't lead and blinded by their ego and arrogant sense of privilege" She cackles, as she gnaws on a piece of black wood, that drips with a sheen of oil as she chews on it "You hold yourself with the pride of lions, kitten, and all the dignity of an imperial consort""Oh, I'm aiming for a much higher position than mere consort" You laugh, as the old woman's daughter pouts and glares at you "I'm a self styled empress after all, and queen, and Princess""Three grand titles to pursue! Let alone hold all at once" She says with a beaming smile "But, one as bold as you could very well reach all three noble stations in one lifetime. Alas, my own will soon be ended, and I don't know if that self crowned brat will offer mercy outside of his family, while he retracts that same grace from his own kin with his other hand!""Well you need not die here, it'd be a shame for one who has lived as many years as you and come to acquire such vast wisdom by her greatly old age. An utter waste of knowledge and cunning! The kind of frivolent and pointless loss of competence that both disgusts me and pisses me off""Ohoho? So it is true what they say about cats, that their cunning is only matched by their grace" She sneers, her features becoming more devilish as feathers sprout from her wrinkled, liver spotted arms "You seek to make a pact, to exploit my well aged wisdom to your own ends and survival""A mutually beneficial partnership, Neither of us wants to die, even if we don't hold death with the same reverence as most do" You say, as suddenly the Crow Queen stops glowering and barring her teeth at you and turns away. Her mother notices your surprise in the sudden change of her demeanor "Oh don't mind her, she's just ashamed to see her dear old mother stooping to the same low she herself happily stooped to in seeking to earn her paramours favor. Betraying her own father in pursuit of love, that most repugnantly mortal emotion. How'd that romantic dream of yours turn out, foolish girl?"The Crow Queen says nothing, and merely looks further away, bitterness and shame written deeply upon her features, pain radiating from her dark eyes."Oh how tragic" You chuckle as you watch the princess stew and brood in her humiliation, disgrace and regret "But, we are not speaking of past transgressions and mistakes made from passion like gossipy hens, are we, old Crow"cont
>>5307478"No, I suppose we are not, kitten" The old woman snorts, smiling smugly as her traitorous child grimaces as her remorse overcomes her"So then, tell me how your son in law fights" You hiss "What techniques does he know? What kind of style does he employ? Hard or soft? Aggressive or reactive? What tricks and Secrets does he keep in his sleeves? Does he practice any magic? Demonic Sorcery? Qi abilities? What abilities does he possess? What unnatural gifts is he blessed with? Is he skilled with any particular weapon? What about bad habits? Martial or supernatural weaknesses? Failings of his character or practices?""My my, you sure can speak a mouthful quickly!" The old crow crone laughs, shaking her head as she grins widely "And, I know well how Baoli-Wuyawang fights. His fighting style is incredibly aggressive and violent, relying on brutal strikes and crippling blows. He combines Ferocity, Speed and raw Power to overwhelm his opponents quickly. It is a style as hard as his head! And you'd become as old as I am, if I were to list every technique, trained strike, or martial maneuver he knows, but I can tell you of his favorite moves""Go on" You say in a lull of her explanation, nodding your head as she taps her sagging chin"Well, there's the Eye Stealing Grasp, which he tends to lead with, Blinding his opponent to rob them of much of their ability to fight. If that misses, he'll fight more cautiously' She explains, scratching at a scab beneath her wrist as she mulls and considers what information she can share that could lead to your victory "For a few moments, to lure his opponent into going on the offensive, before he'll unleash a relentless barrages of kicks, stomps and slashes, But you should look out for his "Earth burning Comet Kick" if he begins such a combination, it is strong enough to shatter a stone pillar and the fire that coats his leg is intense enough to melt through even iron strengthened in the forges of hell!" "Any other attacks I should worry about?" You ask, after the old woman explains the movements of the techniques, and the motions that announce them" "Descending Hell Wing Inferno", "The Black Star's decent" and the "Whirlwind of Razor wings" " She says simply, as her wings lift behind her back " As you can tell, the Brat likes to attune his strikes with fire, since he has a natural affinity for it and has achieved mastery over even the cold, black fires of the underworld. So if his moves are not constructed around the destructive power of fire itself, they're inspired by them. Fighting him is like battling a wild fire, he fights quickly, aggressively and without pause or discernment. He is a wild and dangerous opponent, though he is cunning and blessed with a tactician's acumen despite his berserk tendencies, and has less honor than most thugs in the gutters! He'll take every advantage he can, and use every opportunity that presents itself no matter how disgraceful they are"Cont
>>5307480"Hmm, So he's a talented brawler, a trained and relentless warrior and a deceitful, treacherous fighter. Like a thug whose risen to stand amongst martial masters, but without any of their refinement or warrior's etiquette. A brute who has so mastered his brutality, and so trained the clumsy, instinctual style known by any drunken lout it has managed to rise to equal the more elegant kinds of fighters...That's terrifying, I must admit? Does he wield his Qi and Fire magic like a brute?""You'd be surprised to learn he's just as much of a sorcerer as he is a brawler. Somehow, despite his obsession with violence and addiction to combat and murder, he's actually something of a reputed scholar. Before he seduced my daughter, he was even vying for the position of court sage in the Count of the Eleven Resplendent Furnaces' court, and High Astronomer in the employ of the Shrieking Black Nightingale. He has countless spells memorized and mastered, his mind is a repository that would make most mortal sects green with envy or pale with fear. However, he specializes in destructive spells, summoning conflagrations and unquenchable fires. He could burn the countryside to cinders if he so chose to, but again, to believe that to be a sign he is nothing more than a brute without refinement or higher finesse beyond pure force, is too court death. He is also well versed in the ways of hexing and cursing, and knows quiet archaic spells you should be aware of, if you're to have any hope of victory""It seems he only has strengths" You mutter nervously "That kind of opponent is more troublesome than a thorn in my paw, dare I ask if he has any weakness?""Why, weren't you listening? I already told you" The old crone says coyly. You furrow your brow, before a sudden revelation strikes you like a cold shock a moment later, and you understand that she has revealed to you the crow king's weakness already! And what a blatant weakness it is! His own murderous nature, his bloodthirsty and volatile character. The same fury that empowers his strikes and blows, that strengthens his fire magic, is his weakness. Rage is always more of a weakness than it is a strength, no matter how many blows it allows one to shrug off or what strength it may impart to them. He is a fire that burns out all of its fuel and then sputters out. Clearly Yang oriented, and with a fiery personality to match his affinity to it. An angry opponent, is an opponent easily controlled and tricked and a foe who fights with wild abandon and without caution, is one easily overcome!"Thank you, grandmother" You say reverently, as you bow to the old woman "You have enlightened me with your words and lead me to find new insight, and given me the key to defeating the crow king""He's promised to kill me, there's no need to thank me, this is just a mutually beneficial partnership, nothing more" She says with a wink and joyful smile Cont
>>5307481"Besides, though unlikely, it'd be a once in a lifetime privilege to see one so high and mighty, and powerful as he be defeated by one so far beneath him" She says, before taking several deep gulps of her black hued wine, spilling it all over her face and chest, soiling her fine silk hanfu "Even a demon can cheer, when a lower stage cultivator manages to knock over a higher state opponent, I'll be rooting for you, Proud Kitten""Wait, Master. Are you going to fight that Monster?" Qiang asks in shock, her usually dull and partially monotonous voice risen and filled with concern and surprise, and her dour expression replaced with one of worry and near panic "Should we retreat from here? There's no shame in running away to live another day, but I'm sure one as wise as you does not need to be told that. I'll think no less of you if do take flight, I was an assassin once, and as such am well of the prudence of withdrawing away from unnecessary peril""Tch, junior! Master is going to kick that monster's ass!" You boast, huffing as you puff out your chest and lift your head proudly Do you prepare any further, Huanliuxue?>No. With knowledge of your opponents fighting style, strength and weaknesses, you're now ready to challenge him even though he's stronger than you are>Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage. (Luck trial. Higher DC= better result)>Ask Baoli-Wuyawang if there's any rules to this fight, and if it will be to the death or not. And try to trick him into placing a handicap on himself (Deception Trial. DC 80)>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options) >Meditate on the fear you're feeling, in the hope of achieving further insight and force an epiphany (Mental training. DC 90. Total Bonus +35. Please note the amount of the bonus you wish to use )>write in
Before I forget, if any of you haven't already checked it out, give Jade Sworn Quest a look. The QM's previous Quest was great, and so is this one. Also, even better, its Wuxia/ Xianxia. Figured it'd only be just to give a Shout out to our fellow Daoists
>>5307482>Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage. (Luck trial. Higher DC= better result)>>5307489When I saw that quest was run by Kismet I started following it immediately
>>5307482>Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage. (Luck trial. Higher DC= better result)firstthen>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)As for the tactics we use later making him mad seems like the surest thing. Strategic tricks aside, this is pretty scary. We'll have to fight a battle of countermeasures and deception with our soft style. Given his cunning, he'll realize the crone spilled the beans within the first few moves before adjusting.Also, my previous idea of facing him as a grudge shield comet is too risky knowing he has at least three "rain down" styles of attack. He might just use two in conjunction, or use grabs while on fire, either of which will grant us a wound even if the shield triggers. And he likes to never stops attacking? This is gonna be fun.
>>5307482>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)>Meditate on the fear you're feeling, in the hope of achieving further insight and force an epiphany (Mental training. DC 90. Total Bonus +35. Please note the amount of the bonus you wish to use ) +35
>>5307482>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)>>Meditate on the fear you're feeling, in the hope of achieving further insight and force an epiphany (Mental training. DC 90. Total Bonus +35. Please note the amount of the bonus you wish to use ) Use up all the bonus.
>>5307500I support this option.We should focus on our blood as a counter to his fire.
>>5307482>Ask Baoli-Wuyawang if there's any rules to this fight, and if it will be to the death or not. And try to trick him into placing a handicap on himself (Deception Trial. DC 80)even if we fail the deception this should give us useful info. >Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)
>>5307482>Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage. (Luck trial. Higher DC= better result)>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)With these high DCs we are going to need every trick in the book.
>>5307482>>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)We can likely reproduce the medicine some time. Also, the more experience we gain, the less helpful those consumables are on relative terms.>Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage. (Luck trial. Higher DC= better result)
>>5307482>Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage. (Luck trial. Higher DC= better result)>Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials! (Can be taken with other options)At a glance, we have two options tactically speaking. We can try to run circles around him, exploiting his aggression and tricking him to make him leap at shadows and waste his strength until he tires himself out. This is the obvious approach, but he is pretty cunning himself and knows a lot of spells, so he can probably pull plenty of shit out of his sleeves too. This would devolve into us trying to out-mental gymnastics each other, and I'm not sure how long we would last with that. The other option is to just be more aggressive than him. Usually fighters who rely on ruthlessly beating down opponents are significantly less good at taking beating themselves. He has seen a lot of our techniques and has a good idea of how fast we are, but he has no seen everything. A quick Blood Red Lightning Cat Step into a Red Death Scythe should catch him off guard, and if it lands, bleed him out as the fight progresses. Of course this is assuming that he isn't able to just dodge it outright anyway, or exploit our own aggressiveness against us. I suppose one approach would be to just combine the above two, either by opening aggressively and landing a draining claw attack then deflect until he bleeds out, or wait until patiently until an opportunity comes where he wouldn't expect a direct attack, and strike. Either way, we are in for it now. Maybe tell Qiang to be careful she doesn't fall victim of any "Aim my big beam attack conveniently towards the audience" bullshit. If he is as scummy as Grandma Crow claims, he would totally pull this shit on us if he was loosing. A list of our abilities would be pretty nice for this type of planning.
>>5307482>>5307649>tell Qiang to be careful she doesn't fall victim of any "Aim my big beam attack conveniently towards the audience" bullshit.Solid +1.And yea it's hard to remember, I'll have some notes for abilities later. But for this fight..For the sources we draw on our Deathly Yin Qi can produce ice on our fur and materialize it in our veins, though we haven't formalized it into a technique. We were able to freeze the Yang heavy tiger in place, but of course Baoli-Wuyawang uses hell fire, so there's not a great deal to compare to other than type.Balancing the chilling water aspects of our Deathly Yin with water-heavy Blood Qi may produce a better external and internal defense against both the raw fire qi and heat, and we know we can do that without any extra training given what we did against ice block monk. That should be strong enough for preventing indirect damage.An advantage of fire is that it can use wind to gain strength, which is why I felt he can be led with it. It can also burn away mists, fogs, and breath. In his case being stronger than us means our breath based grudge attacks might not reach him if he just puts a fire foot forward to fumble our fetid flatus.Going on a bit of tangent, theoretically, a prodigy like us could go even further beyond if we drew on our metal to feed blood qi as well and make a sort of directed self-supporting cycle, with the colder aspects of deathly yin(chilling, ice generation) and metal(yin leaning), together twin enhancing water focused Blood Qi for whole body and internal fire negation.The mystery is if Blood Qi can be tempered with our natural metal in this way, which given our existing blood-lightning techniques could seem an odd ask, but instead of pushing metal qi's strength outwards we would be focusing our metal qi as an enhancer entirely inwards(which is when metal qi is at its absolute strongest, extremely close to its source). And to do so while we're cycling it with the iciest of our Deathly Yin while not grossly disrupting the Yang lifeforce power of our Blood Qi.And whether or not using metal to internally enhance Blood Qi that we've already steered into being aspected towards water will too-deprive it of its own natural metal(and therefore lose its beneficial functions) by property of imbalance. There's the potential to also just completely self destruct into ten thousand sparky red catsicles if we screwed it up.And if that's successful it should, theoretically, create a nigh impregnable suppression effect that continuously diverts fire, heat, and any Yang Qi away from our body excepting that which already exists inside us, and deprive us of more than half of our abilities by focusing the greatest majority of our strengths inwards. So, a theoretical desperation move at best. I'm not entirely sure we can survive being successful at that kind of technique at our current level, but the easier one we can do.
>>5307649>>5307880Forgot to mention it, but yang fire should solidly overcome yin metal in direct confrontations, however more important indirect effects should take effect if they're "together" with our deathly yin or yang blood qi.So for example I'd expect him to tank or barrier through any of our lightning very easily, but any deathly yin enhanced lightning or blood lightning techniques should have some of their effects manifest properly, if for example he begins by setting the entire arena on fire to hamper any of our ranged lightning spells as a smart flying enemy should, but any techniques themselves should retain effect even if most of their actual damage is negated. Thankfully, most of our truly combat effective Deathly Yin techniques for are defensive/countering methods (well, no duh ofc), but I feel it can't be overstated how we shouldn't spend too much Qi on any metal based assaults.In that vein, things like Red Death Scythe and Whispering Death Claw will kind of have to be our reliable bread and butter here. Anything else would be insufficient, or best used as a distraction. This also means closing any range between us and surviving close combat.So yeah actually, we should entirely blitz him with that aggressive strategy when we get in the arena even if we can't pull off anything tricky. We know he's going to go for the eyes first, which ought to place either of his feet or hands right in front/above us as a perfect target.
>>5307482>Ask Baoli-Wuyawang if there's any rules to this fight, and if it will be to the death or not. And try to trick him into placing a handicap on himself (Deception Trial. DC 80)
>>5307880Took a bit to remember, but the easiest antifire we have would be incarnating Monu's grudge like we'd considered in a previous non-arena battle.
Ending the vote now, tallying the result. Apologizes for taking awhile, father's day caught me unaware, so to preserve my filial piety I had to scramble to find a gift in time. Hope the holiday has treated you all well.Check your winnings first, before fighting. Who knows, maybe some gambler forfeited a treasure or material that could help give you an advantage.:6Wear the Crown of Trapped sands and caged winds, and swallow your most refined Divine blood honey Medicines (Ox's strength drug, Hare's fleetness drug, Tireless stamina drug, Flickering Wind pellet), deciding that your current situation necessitates the use of such high grade materials!:8Meditate on the fear you're feeling, in the hope of achieving further insight and force an epiphany:2- full bonus: 2Ask Baoli-Wuyawang if there's any rules to this fight, and if it will be to the death or not. And try to trick him into placing a handicap on himself: 2tell Qiang to be careful she doesn't fall victim of any "Aim my big beam attack conveniently towards the audience" bullshit: 2So You'll place the magic treasure, The crown of trapped sands and caged winds, atop your head, and take the most refined and highest quality pills/ elixirs of four particular spirit medicines/ drugs (Strength buff, speed buff, Stamina/ energy boost, EXTREME speed buff)Before checking your winnings right before fighting, on the off chance some senseless gambler bet a powerful treasure or material you could use to your advantage.Update will arrive shortly >>5307649I still need to get around to making one. Thankfully, reading so many cultivation novels has given me a great memory when it comes to techniques/ powers, lol
"But first, I must prepare and ready myself for this deadly fight that awaits me just a step ahead" You say, not allowing your cheerful tone to be marred by trepidation or fear as you maintain your dignified air and proud smirk without so much as allowing your composure to slip enough for your worry to be seen in your eyes or even in your tail "Qiang, open the satchel tied around my neck, and take out the small, sandalwood box inside of it. There will be several vials of pills. Ignore them and instead take from the box the four bundles of black silk, wrapped with red string"Qiang wordlessly carries out your orders, as you swing your dimensional storage gourd around and begin to bite and pull at the cork keeping it inside. Thankfully, Yujijiao had the good and common sense to not appear before those who believe her to be dead and who, despite being on your side, would take great offense to realizing they were tricked and watched a performance rather than a true fight to the death. "What kind of drugs are these?" Qiang asks, carelessly rolling your masterpieces of alchemy around her palm "They smell odd, but even just holding them in my hand I can sense that are incredibly dense with Qi""That's one way of putting it, mortal" The crow Crone whistles "Those medicines are so refined, they're raising the ambient levels of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a novice would sooner use them to cultivate than swallow them down for a quick boost? I see you've been taught well the art of alchemy, as expected of a daughter of a self proclaimed witch!""Be careful not to drop them, those are the most valuable pills I carry with me, and represent a not insubstantial portion of our schools wealth" You explain through your clenched jaws, as you finally manage to pry the cork out and retrieve one of the few treasures you keep at hand while you're away from your underground temple. A crown of blackened silver, violet silk, set with red jade and rubies. The Crown of trapped sands and caged winds You never thought you'd need it for any reason besides vanity, or showing off. But its ability to control sand and wind is a great advantage to have, when fighting in a pit filled with sand, against an opponent who can fly and command the winds himself. But the crown will be a particularly useful as a weapon against Baoli-Wuyawang.For, the fires of the spells he casts and the Qi he'll sheathe himself with, can be snuffed out with a strong enough gale. At least, it can so long as he isn't so unfairly strong that the Qi flames and spiritual fires he creates burn too brightly for even the gods to smother. You're hopping that is not the case! But even if it is, its ability to affect and worsen his ability to fly freely is nothing to look down your nose at!Qiang shrugs her shoulders, and flicks the first pill at you. It is the oldest and most highly refined example of the humble Ox's Strength Drug, one of the basic divine blood Honey medicines.Cont
>>5310115You're already the size of an Ox, and having such a body already makes you stronger than most men and beasts, but when facing a foe that has long surpassed the natural limits that the mundane world follows, and was probably born far above them, every bit of boost of strength and might is worth while.You wince as you swallow down the drug, it is neither bitter or otherwise acrid.. Apparently, according to Feiqing, it is incredibly, teeth numbingly sweet, but you can't taste sweet things."Gah" You gag, feeling the uncomfortable sensation of the pill slowly crawling to the cauldron of your stomach "Yi Zhu! Get up and be useful! Gather mine and Qiang's winnings! I wish to look over all that I have won so far, before fighting the host of this grandly pointless tournament""A...at once lady Huanliuxue!" The bruised and bloodied Pig spirit squeals, rising from his hiding place underneath the table set with bottles of wine brewed from blood, and choice cuts of organ meat, huffing and puffing as he limps away. You can practically smell his relief at being given a golden excuse to get away from the Royal family of the Crow Demons, before he ends up as lunch or a convenient target upon which to vent their rage. Qiang tosses a second pill into the air with an unamused look on her face. This one is almost blindingly white. You open your mouth and nearly choke as it falls directly down your throat. Hare's fleetness drug. Another of the basic divine blood honey medicines. Hare and rabbit are about as fast as cats, and so the lower quality examples of this medicine would do little to increase your already great natural agility and deftness, but, when it has been refined and raised to a higher quality, the improvement will be much more noticeable.But, to be able to use the extra strength and speed granted by these two pills, you need deeper reserves of energy. Luckily, one of the other divine blood honey medicines can grant just that! The tireless stamina drug! Bright blue, like the color of a cloudless day, you catch the pill between your teeth. Hopefully the increased potency of its higher state of refinement would counteract the exhaustive effects of the first two pills.Qiang gasped, and nearly dropped the last pill as she held it."Is this a poison?" She asked, wincing as she catch it between two of her fingers "The Yin energy radiating from it would be enough to freeze the blood in my veins""No, or well, not entirely. It is An unfortunate side effect of refining that most miraculous pill" You sighed shaking your head "That the poison I introduced into it, to prevent the users heart from exploding after taking it, would be strengthened alongside the medicine itself"Qiang frowned, clearly concerned for your well being.Cont
>>5310116"I'll be fine! That is the last Flickering Wind Pellet (闪烁风 丹, Shǎnshuòfēng Dān) in my possession" You say confidently, hoping to ease her worries "One of the most potent of the drugs I know how to make, and one of the four truly remarkable pills. It is a combination of the second pill you gave me, another, and a drop of ogre blood. The poison you sense, is meant to petrify the heart . In this medicine, that otherwise deadly effect is weakened enough to force the beating of the heart to slow and adopt a more reasonable pace. If it wasn't included, that Flickering Wind Pellet would be lethal to its imbiber!""Truly a witch's daughter" The crown Queen muttered, looking almost fearful. Perhaps due to simply how confident you were concerning your skill as an alchemist! For truly, it was intimidating to see someone who had enough faith in their ability to trust their lives into it."Seems like quite the effort to make a single pill, and quite the risk if its creation was flawed" Qiang mused, pursing her lips as she rolls the pill between her fingers "Its effect must be truly powerful to devout so many resources to make it and risk so much in taking it""It truly is, the effect of that drug, is as I said, truly remarkable! It is a miraculous medicine!" You say brashly as you catch the pill on your outstretched tongue "It allows its user to move so swiftly, precisely and gracefully, they become as the wind! Enough for them to match the speed of the Phantom Cat Step with using the technique itself! And when combined with a certain other technique! It'd allow them to outrun even divine retribution!"Qiang blinked, and the crow queen and her mother gasped, as to their eyes, you became a blur of red motion, before vanishing entirely from sight. Oh this did not feel good! Your heart was pounding, beating like it was being played like a drum by a mad musician! You could feel your blood coursing through your veins so rapidly, if they had not been so refined and strengthened you are certain they'd burst. The combination of those four potent drugs was a truly powerful force. The sensation alone was staggering, and felt alien. Your subconscious knew that the strength and the God like speed you had unlocked within yourself should be not only exhausting but destroying your body! So there was a great sense of instinctual dread rippling through you just behind the power!You could feel your muscles twitch and tense, a thousand times per every breath you took. With your perceptions quickened and heightened the world had become even more detailed and refined than even your sharpened, Qi enhanced senses would notice. You were twitchy! On edge! So filled with energy you though you might shatter! It was an amazing high! You felt so powerful and full of vigor! Truly Radiating with flourishing life and burning spirit!Cont
>>5310120You raced through the tower, dodging between the crowds and servants, and ended up at the vault where Yi Zhu was arguing with the guards outside of it, crow demons with bags under their tired eyesAll three were bowelled over as you came to sudden, and complete stop, a great wind sweeping in front of you as your jittered and hopped on your feet, trying to keep from being overwhelmed completely by the seemingly endless storm of energy now coursing through you"Whatstakingyousolong?wherearemywinnings?Wherearemyprizes?!showmethematonce!ShowmeshowmeshowmeSHOWME!" You shouted, as you shivered, and began hoping and running about, flickering and "blinking" as if you were using the specter lightness skill, but the haste of which you moved was not born from altered perceptions or slowed time! It was entirely real and truly exhilirating to experience"Incredibleincredibleincredible!Thereisnothingthatcanmatchthisfeeling!" You shouted, as you stopped again, and found your hand created a whirlwind from running around "Nowgimmemywinningsalready!stopbeingsoslow!" roll 1d100. Best out of three. Higher number = better result
Rolled 72 (1d100)>>5310122
Rolled 36 (1d100)>>5310122
>>5310077>Hope the holiday has treated you all well.It was a good day.>I still need to get around to making oneI can help. Here are the named ones in order of acquisition. Let me know if there are any mistakes or inaccuracies.>>5310122Also, I'm betting Qiang is worrying we'll become a drug addled cat like our mother. Hopefully showing the demon crow nobility here how great an alchemist won't create a rumor that nets us devil petitioners begging our aid to their ills. Wouldn't be the worst business.I'm almost tempted to try coming up with a name for taking all these medicines at once, as if it were a technique itself more than a back up plan, their clearly compounded effects are already superb. We need to finish the fight before the come down.
Rolled 65 (1d100)>>5310122
>>5310126Good news, we won more than a humble rock.
>>531012672. A highly valuable, high quality treasure, that would be the envy of Young masters anywhere! Not priceless or so great to be a Divine artifact, this prize is powerful and useful and worth more than jade!Update will arrive shortly>>5310136Thank you a thousand times and a thousand times more. You're a saint!The list is incredibly accurate and better put together than anything I could've made. Abd there are no mistakes! Truly it is a manual worthy of the heavensThough I should mention "Anti Healing" comes from Ghost/ Dead Yin Qi. Huanliuxue usually coats her claws in Yin Qi to imbue her strikes with it...and because the destructive aspect of Yin gives an extra OOMPH to her blows.
>>5310178Excellent! I'll edit that for clarity. Here are some cliff notes for our Guqin's basics, since it does so much.
>>5310247As the Dice Gods looked upon the thread, they spoke with whispered venom, "We will remind them."
>>5310251One of the Crow Demon guards manages to pull himself off of the ground, lifting himself from his back and into a sprawled, half sitting position as he holds onto his spear with shaking hands and trembling legs. His face reminds you of a rat, a particurarly skinny won that's survived and learned how to escape and fight even the most veteran and successful of mousers. He for some reasons winces and looks away as you lean closer, skittish like a mouse as he tries to find his tongue and answer your rapid fire demand to see the winnings of your bets. Sweat rolls from his brown, flowing past his eyes and dripping down his chin like tears as he gasps and struggles to find the resolve to speak in the presence of an existence as high and majestic as your own. Blinking rapidly and staring deep into his shrunken, rodent like eyes he manages to find his composure in the face of your peerless beauty and imperial aura and stands"You want to see the winnings of the bets you placed on yourself and your, uh, mortal student, Lady bloodshed?" The devil squeaks as he leans back to stand, and you step forward, keeping your eyes locked with his "We've been keeping a detailed tally of all your and our lords earnings, to ensure nothing was skimmed off the top or stolen by the greedy or opportunistic"He glares as Yi Zhu, before being forced to look into your wide, manic eyes as you step closer to him again and grinned, showing your fangs as your tail swished and whipped behind you as grudges poured over your lips, filling the room with their shadowy mist and cold miasma."YesareyoudeathIhaverequestedassuchseveraltimeswhyareyouwastingmytimewretch?Doyouwishtobetreatedliketheratyouresemble?OpenthevaultandleadmetomyearningsbeforeIlosemypaitenceandtoleranceforyourrudeandslothfulbehavioristhatclearenoughofademandormustIusemyclawsaswellasmywords?!" You angrily and annoyedly ask, growling as you lean even closer and cover the cowering devil in your shadow "hurryhurryhurryhurryhurry!Idon'twanttobekeptwaiting!Myvaluabletimeisbeingwastedlikewisdomonadrunk!Hurryhurryhurry!Doyouwannadieorsomething!?""Yes right away! Forgive this fool for taking time to breath! He had forgotten his duty!" The guard cries out, almost stopping to kowtow and bang his head on the ground before he sees the glare of the mistress of death, ghosts and graves bearing down on him with the full ferocity and weight of your indignation"hurryhurryhurryhurry" You hiss and mutter under your breath, trembling even though your standing still, your body desiring motion so greatly you begin to vibrate and shiver to become a blur of irritated and restless motion despite not moving so much as an inch from where you sit"That is a terrifying sight!" Yi Zhu cries out, as the guard fumbles with the key ring hung around his belt, nearly dropping it as you move behind you and continue muttering your mantra of "hurry hurry hurry". Cont
>>5310272He begins to cry and whine like a dog as you impatiently stamp a paw behind him and sigh through your nose.You hear the lock of the door click, and push past him to sprint towards the wealth you've aquired from this tournament as he rushes after you, wheezing and panting as he struggles with a jade slip secured by his wrist."Wait! I have the ledger right here! You're not allowed to go in there! Wait please! My Lady!" he cries out as you've already found your winnings from the sent of Yi Zhu that clings to them like mud to a shoe. And of course, the Qi radiating from one or several items amongst your prizes!Flapping his wings, the crow devil guard rushes to catch up to you, and tries your paitence further by choosing to, now of all times, read off the exact measure of wealth you've earned through your betting! You can barely hear him, with how slow he is too catching up and how far behind he is already, but you're able to make out what he's trying to tell you.Before he can even see that you've turned down the corridor, you've walked through the door blocking your way to the treasures you've won.And immediately you are awed by a vast pile of spirit stones, of various sizes and quality, carefully and neatly stacked one atop the other, and small lanterns and bird cages that all too clearly hold human souls. The gloomy, cold light cast by the caged orbs of ethereal fire, casts the whole of the room in an eerie, pale blue glow.Except for in the center of the room. There is a bright red and orange cushion, that itself would be a worthy treasure, from the amount of fire Qi that oozes from it and is as far as your drug empowered eyes can tell, is filled with phoenix feathers whose heat has somehow been subdued to a pleasant level of warmth like morning sunshine rather than sheer blistering heat that is often used to light forges or power alchemical furnaces in the world of cultivation. But upon that cushion is your prize! A bangle of Enchanted Copper and Demonic Iron, hammered together to form a solid ring in the vague shape of bat wings sits, levitating in the air. Blood Red and Pitch black, in glows with an inner light that casts the space around it in a deep, dark crimson shadow.Hanging from it, from a length of chain connected by what seems a rope spun from fiery red hair that almost seems to be actually aflame, sits a black knuckle bone and a curious carving of jade, the waxy colors of it mingled between brown, black and red, to form a swirl of color that has been carven into a pendant shaped like a fearsome, horned devil surrounded by flame.The Qi flowing from it is incredibly dense, refined and pure. And, to eyes unassisted by medicinal elixirs and a untrained spiritual sense, the spiritual energy flowing and surround it would be appear to be solely and purely Fire Qi. But you can sense the Metal energy that hides within it.And you recognize the demon depicted from the charm hanging alongside the soot blackened bone.
>>5310273That is the Forge Devil! One of the favored servants of the Demon Lord Zhìzūn-Móxīn (至尊-魔心, Supreme Devil Mind). A favorite boogeyman for legends and children's stories in the Chuan region, whose accursed earthly lair still radiates with evil and malevolence. A place Monu warned you from venturing anywhere near! The Forge devil, depending on the story told, was either slain by the Five Colors Celestial Emperor or some other folk hero, or sealed away with the burning Calderas of his former domain. That enchanted bangle either once belonged to the Forge Devil, or one of his servants. And you do not have to study it to know what magic it holds. Magic that will allow its wearer to resist heat that could melt metal, and work a lit and heated forge as if it there wasn't any heat at all. A Supreme token of fire resistance! You don't know how such treasures are measured and ranked, but you're sure this one would draw envious stares and fetch a fortune at an auction! If it wasn't not the former property of at least two devils. But, that doesn't seem to be all the bangle is capable of. Clearly, it is hiding a deeper power or more complicated ability behind the appearance of "merely" just a fire resistance charm powerful enough to allow its user to walk into a furnace unscathed. What, you aren't certain. But as a cat, you're naturally attuned to what is dangerous and what isn't. And you don't sense any threat coming from the bangle, so you're confident wearing it won't curse you! Bangle of the Great Forge Devil Acquired. Three thousand spirit stones acquired (total 4268). A hundred and eight sinners' souls, forty four trapped souls, and a single pious soul also acquired What do you do, Huanliuxue?>Put the bangle on your tail, and enter the arena to fight Baoli-Wuyawang, and have a brief chat with the crow king before the battle begins.>Plot with the ghost of Yujijiao, and release her to catch Baoli-Wuyawang by surprise so you can land a decisive blow against him (martial/ trickery trial. DC 44.DC vastly lowered by buffs)>Hide one of the two Miraculous healing pills you own in your mouth, and focus on avoiding Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike. The Bangle may allow one to resist the heat of flames, but every protection has its limits... (Agility trial. DC 22. DC vastly lowered by buffs)>Have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money >Write in>>5310251lol>>5310219Excellent work again. Chuckled at the "Heavy. Able to communicate blunt damage" bit.
>>5310276>Wear the bangle on your tail and have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money.These seem neutral. I have less fear with Qiang at least this far away from the arena.>Hide one of the two Miraculous healing pills you own in your mouth, and focus on countering Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike with multiple of your own by activating Blood Red Lightning Cat Step first and utilizing Red Death Scythe in compliment.Blitz. With DCs massively lowered by the medicines, let's not waste this chance for a real aggressive surprise attack and use our draining abilities to their utmost before our medicines start to fade. My reasoning is it would be pointless to only begin by dodging and seeing his strength when we're at our best, only for that benefit to fade as the fight progresses and after he's seen our speed.So strike him with speed he hasn't seen us possess, with techniques he cannot even guess we have, cross counter!
>>5310276>>5310293>Write-in+FORGOT. But since we're wearing the crown it should be possible to add its wind to our Blood Red Lightning Cat Step, since it does not siphon great Qi from us, which ought make our strikes utterly ridiculous.
>>5310276>Wear the bangle on your tail and have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money.>Hide one of the two Miraculous healing pills you own in your mouth, and focus on countering Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike with multiple of your own by activating Blood Red Lightning Cat Step first and utilizing Red Death Scythe in compliment.>Give the pig demon a few of the spirit stones as a reward for his work getting us invited to this tournament
>>5310276>Have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money >Put the bangle on your tail, and enter the arena to fight Baoli-Wuyawang, and have a brief chat with the crow king before the battle begins.I think we're as ready as we'll ever be.
>>5310276>Put the bangle on your tail, and enter the arena to fight Baoli-Wuyawang, and have a brief chat with the crow king before the battle begins.>Have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money>Hide one of the two Miraculous healing pills you own in your mouth, and focus on avoiding Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike. The Bangle may allow one to resist the heat of flames, but every protection has its limits... (Agility trial. DC 22. DC vastly lowered by buffs)I had an idea to release Yujijiao before, but I'm afraid to risk her unlife against Baoli.
>>5310276>Focus on avoiding his first attack>Then counter attack with whispering death claw.
>>5310276>Have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money>Hide one of the two Miraculous healing pills you own in your mouth, and focus on avoiding Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike. The Bangle may allow one to resist the heat of flames, but every protection has its limits... (Agility trial. DC 22. DC vastly lowered by buffs)>>5310251Did I miss something? That post is deleted
>>5310494Just checked archive.moe, it was a 1, thankfully outside of the bo3.Maybe this post will help any suptg readers in the future.
>>5310498Yeah the fact it was out of the BO3 is why I deleted it
Anyone else wondering if defeating Baoli would create a good grudge for our cultivation? A unique one, at least.
>>5310837I don't know how defeating him could create a new grudge, it seems more like something that could settle one instead.But we are probably getting a boost in some way, last time we won one of this tournaments Huan evolved.Perhaps we will finally get thumbs.
>>5310849Oh, I mean defeating him may create a grudge within him against us, within the context of however we've defeated him. We've been driving him mad since we got here, and laughing at him helped, but since he's an angry demon I thought nothing of it.But rereading how grudges can be formed made it seem like defeating him might create, within him, an extremely powerful grudge. It just depends on how he's beaten, and if.
>>5310854Shit I hope we kill this mofo good. Definitely don't want him as a nemesis.
>>5310858Yeah, he needs to die.He has proven to be way too resourceful and knowledgeble about us to let him go around with a grudge againat us.Also it could rurn the crow women an ally on hell, if they manage to stay nobility.
>>5310862Poor Crowboy. Too competent to live. Personally I don't -want- him to die but I do understand how dangerous he is and that it is probably the right call to drop him. If only the dead weren't so chatty. As far as actual demons go he's slightly less shit than I'd expect.
>>5310858>>5310862Precisely. So if he does form one as he's injured or dying, we ought to steal it! And then mush his body and soul into motes of spent ashy qi.Aside from the humiliation of being defeated by someone he wanted to show himself off against, I suppose destroying his meridians would establish a deep resentment. I feel kind of giddy imagining we could steal the form of his strength just by cultivating a grudge he'd have against us. What a powerful mask he could be. Heck, we can even tell him we're listening to his "advice", on sowing and cultivating enmity, for the short moments he'd have left existing. I bet he'd love that.Geeze that'd be kinda mean, huh? Well, I think he's earned worse.
>>5310866If he wasn't a powerful demon king, we could spare him and try to just get him in a way he would no longer be a threat, but he is too competent, and hasn't show much reason to keep him alive other than not being a complete super asshole.Unless somehow he doesn't get a grudge, and instead gets happier that we beat him and gave him a good fight. He has surprised us non-stop, so I wouldn't out past him.
>>5310866Yeah he is by far the coolest demon we know. I absolutely love his character, he put so much effort into trying to get us to reveal everything, with his knowledge of us second only to Monu and ourselves. It's like he's our biggest fan that also just happens to want to beat the shit out of us.It's somewhat unfortunate, but the nature of hell, or just what we've experienced, is a place where only strength and the fear it can create can maintain any semblance of peace in mock civility. There is a cost to winning by killing him. And that will be stories and rumors amongst demons of all kinds and the nobility in hell telling of how Baoli-Wuyawang was killed by Huānliúxuè. A straightforward upgrade of our reputations in hell, which will eventually filter into the middle realm. Cue human demon worshipers going to our Chuan shrines and squinting to level insight. And cue demon cultivators trying to find us in the real world because a beast less than two decades old and less than half of that in cultivation time defeated a demon king, and our showing of Pure Blood Qi here will aid that mightily.The cost of losing though? I believe he'll try corrupting our Pure Blood Qi in some fashion, he doesn't strike me as a cat is fine too kind of demon, so he'd go for maiming/burning and showboating as our "true reward'.The cost of winning but making the mistake of letting him run away? Unknown, uncapped.Oh no, what if he actually surrenders when he thinks we might defeat him and has some actual back-up reward for us? That would be the worst. We can't eat his power if he gives up!
Ending the vote now, tallying the result.Wear the bangle on your tail: 4Have Qiang guard your winnings. You do not trust Yi Zhu and you especially do not trust him around money: 5-Give the pig spirit a few of the spirit stones as a reward for his work getting us invited to this tournament:1Hide one of the two Miraculous healing pills you own in your mouth:4-and focus on countering Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike with multiple of your own by activating Blood Red Lightning Cat Step first and utilizing Red Death Scythe in compliment.:2-and focus on avoiding Baoli-Wuyawang's first, testing strike. The Bangle may allow one to resist the heat of flames, but every protection has its limits...:3--: And then use whispering death claw: 1Enter the arena to fight Baoli-Wuyawang, and have a brief chat with the crow king before the battle begins.:2So I'll be nice and combine the votes, since it'd be pretty lame to just go forward with only telling Qiang to guard your cash.So You after telling Qiang to keep the greedy pig away from your winnings, will equip the Bangle of the great forge devil, hide a miraculous healing pill in your mouth for easy access and focus on avoiding Baoli-Wuyawang's first strike. Hoping that by doing so you will create an opening you can use to launch a devestating Counter attack Update will arrive shortly.
So you decide to put it on. You're going to be fighting what amounts to a thinking, furious and violent natured inferno. Any extra protection you can find for yourself against being burned to pile of ash or exhausted by the sheer, blazing heat that will surely fill the arena should be taken if it is found and worn with pride! You're certain there are many who'd look down at you over their noses or scoff for you taking so many precautions and weighing the match as far you have in your favor already by taking a great quantity of spirit drugs and abusing the generosity of your opponents patient to shore up your defense and strengthen yourself, even though said opponent is stronger and more experience than you. And those fools would be lucky to leave behind charred bones if they turned away from the chance to wear such a miraculous piece of jewelry! Simply because it was previously owned and often worn by a devil! It'd be like refusing to wear armor as you marched into battle or purposefully dulling your claws and pulling out your fangs before a hunt! You'd be an utter fool to leave behind the bangle, when it will offer at least some measure of defense and resitance against the fire storm commanded by the malovlent and sadistic devil who demands you meet him in bloody combat!Yet, despite the uncertainty and danger of your current situation, and the well placed and instinctual fear you hold knowing you must face a foe greater than yourself whose blood lust and killing intent eclipses any you have ever before seen, you feel strangely excited! Even amongst the denizens of hell and his fellow devils, Baoli-Wuyawang is a lunatic for the sport of brutal violence and vicious combat! Yet you're excited, thrilled even! And it isn't a side effect of the Spiritual medicines you shoved down your throat, it is honest and joyous anticipation to fight in spite of the grave peril you face. 'Perhaps, perhaps, spending years taking in the vital breath of ghosts and corpses into myself, has made the glorious me numb to the fear of death and the dread it casts as its shadow' you ponder, managing to form a coherent thought despite the manic energy coursing through your veins like lethal poison and the most divine of medicine simultaneously. Enthusiastically, you push your tail through the bangle until it becomes securely stuck half way down it. It is uncomfortable how your fur is pressed down and pinched, and the heat and unnatural weight of the band is also irritating, but it is pretty to look at and will grant you a vital advantage in the battle to come. Why it might even save your life, so you can stand the discomfort of wearing it. cont
>>5312653Quickly and briefly, you become distracted by the hellish, yet subdued beauty of the magical jewelry you now wore, flicking your tail as you watch the metal and jade shine with an oily glisten as it caught the lights of the caged and trapped souls and expressed its own gloomy glow, which marvelously accented and deepened the shade of red of your fur. A purr rumbled in your throat, and you narrowed your eyes in delight as you admired the bangle fastened to your tail. You knew nothing of fashion, but when combined with the crown you wore atop your head, this underworld forged bracelet must make you look like the pinnacle of refinement. Smugly, you puffed out your chest and lifted your chin, and left the treasure chamber at a leisurely trotThough no one who saw you leave would describe it as such. Knocking a recovering Yi Zhu back over, you left the pig spirit, the rat faced Crow devil and his fellow guard behind to cower after being so blessed to stand in the presence of one as high and might as yourself.However, despite your anticipating to throw yourself into battle against your host, even beneath the haze drawn over your mind by the boundless, wild energy you have infected yourself with, imparted by the primordial beast essence and massive burst of energy of both the spiritual and mundane variety imparted by consuming such rich divine blood honey, you do not rush to the arena. Rather, moving as swiftly as lighting flashing across the skies, you return to the crow king's private viewing platform. Your entrance blows down the curtains and screens blocking out the curious glances and envious stares of the audience, and fills the box with the same, cool light that fills the rest of the tower.The old Crow Crone is napping, and her daughter has gnawed her nails down to nubs and has began to chew on the skin and flesh of her finger tips, leaving smears of blood to color her otherwise jade-like and corpse pale face. Qiang, however, is entirely at east, calm as a corpse soon to be interred. Your disciple, sitting upon the ground with her arms crossed and a sullen, grim expresion writ over her pretty face, glances up to you, her vividly red hair fluttering from the winds whipped up by your sudden return to the regal deck. "Qianghurrydowntothevaultsbeneaththetowerwherethewagersandstakesofthistournamentarekept" You swiftly command, as Qiang closes her eyes to focus all of her senses on her ears, so she can understand what exactly you are asking of her "andkeepYiZhufromourwinnings. IdonnottrusthatpigaslongasIcansmellhimnearESPECIALLYaroundmoney!""As you command, teacher, I shall not yet you down" Qiang says dully, yawning as she stood up and walked past you "Oh and uh...don't die or anything. I don't think I could find my way back home if you dead"Cont
>>5312656You cackle, and swift as falling thunder, grab another pill from your collection and hide it in your mouth. Just in case you get brutalized and mauled quicker than you anticipated. For, while your new jewelry allows one to resist the heat of flames, all protections, no matter what against have their limits. And it isn't like Baoli-Wuyawang is going to be fighting with fire alone. The moment you laid your eyes upon him, you sensed he possess a truly monster level of strength. So it will pay to take every precaution you can.Leaping out of the private box of the crow devil nobility, you run down a pillar of blackened iron, hopping to avoid the curling spikes and burs jutting from it like thorns of a rose, and in moments reach the sunken arena. Sand flies around you as you gracefully land atop it, at your side of the arena.Baoli-Wuyawang has tossed away all of his finery, and royally regalia... well what little he actually wore, considering he barely wore any clothes to begin with. The two necklaces of hanging, silver skulls, sit at his feet and his loose fitting red pants have been pulled up and bundled to expose his legs. He is stomping the sand, as he cracks his fingers."So!" He shouts, pounding together his knuckles as he begins to weave and sway as if avoiding phantom limbs "My dearest guest, the darling of this tournament and heir to the primordial legacy of beasts my kind stole away and tarnished, is there anything you wish to say to your adoring audience before we begin this blood bath?! Surely a woman as proud and haughty as yourself has some wisdom to impart or boast to make! Do it! Brag, mock me if you must! Revel in your power and give the people a show before I give that silky fur of yours a fresh coating of dye, drawn from your own noble veins! HUAN! LIU! XUE!"You blink, having started to lick the back of your paw to begin cleaning off the dust and sand that has already settled atop your fur, having grown bored with the crow kings needlessly long and wordy greeting to you. With your tongue still partially sticking out, you look up to your opponent and host. His scarlet eyes sparkle with murderous glee and barely restrained and very much violent impulses. You've seen eyes like that before. They're the same as those mad murderers you killed, filled with a selfish apathy for all but their desire to do harm and spread misery. The eyes of a true devil, the look of capriciously savage brute."Nope!" You cheerfully and cutely explain, lifting your paw and turning your head so your notched ear is pointed towards the ground, as you struggle to suppress the ongoing rush of bottomless energy and nervous speed assaulting your body and mind. "no reason to waste any more time !Lets go!Lets go!Lets go!"Cont
>>5312659"HONORED MEMBERS OF THE AUDIENCE! FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY! RETREAT AWAY FROM THE PIT!" The black skinned, pot bellied devil shrieks from somewhere above "We'll evacuate the tower according to the guidelines put in place in case of our young master going on a rampage! For you own safety, keep away from the fighters, were ever they end up!"Eh?"Haha! Excellent, Excellent! As you wish my lady of dusty bones and grieving ghouls!" He manically crows, throwing his head back as he catches his fist with his hand and extends his wings to their full, and admittedly impressive span before suddenly stomping the ground.And a ripple runs through the stone as a fracture crawls towards you and ends right before where you stand.There is no ring anymore. And barely any arena. The ground has been broken apart, great chunks and peaks of stone rising up from the once solid ground. But a cleared path remains between you and the crow king, and though great clouds of sand and the remains of previous fighters shower down all around you like a wonderfully macabre rain falling from a broken open tomb, you can clearly see your shirtless opponent and the stance he is using.One leg forward, one back. A formidable built, and clearly sturdy defensive stance, with the center of his mass repositioned from his middle down below his legs, below even the soles of his feet to be buried in the ground! He has one arm pulled back, fist tightly clenched, one arm held forward, raised like a shield were strapped to it or he was throwing it towards the heaven. Every muscle you can see is tightly compressed and toughened. You'd have an easier time slicing through artisanal forged steel than you would his chest! The stance he is taken, is also an aggressive, offensive stance! He has both boundless defense and boundless offense! How scary! How Scary~! That is a stance that could break through the gates of the underworld, that could topple even the mightiest of mountains!A wickedly excited grin plasters itself to your face as you tilt your head and use your chin to beckon him forward as the effort of keeping your excess speed and overflowing vitality suppressed and hidden begins to slip away from you as you begin to twitch, shiver and all but vibrate like a struck gong as Baoli-Wuyawang's expression becomes fiercely serious as onyx feathers sprout along his arms and chest"DIE!" He roars, vanishing as he kicks from the ground. A flap of great wings, he rushes towards you through the air, in flight. He's flying at such great speeds it make a falling star seem like a tortoise pulling itself up a hill.But, you can see him clearly and he is not moving so quickly you are unable to study his form enough to anticipate his next move. The arm held in front of him is a shield and distraction. He'll swing it, break the stone slabs around him and creating a blinding wave of dust and shards of rock. Cont
>>5312661And then he'll slam the fist held at his side up against the bottom of your jaw, driving it upwards. An powerful uppercut that'll have enough strength behind it to punch through a solid iron gate ten feet thick. The strike is meant to both to disorient you with head trauma and inflict a crippling injury on not only your jaw, but your neck. Fighting with a concussion and nearly, or completely broken neck or jaw is not something most creatures could do. And you doubt even you, a prodigy and natural figther, could pull it offSo you'll just dodge it. He's put all his weight and gathered and stored power behind that blow. Missing it will leave him open, landing it will make you helpless before the relentless barrage of claw strikes, kicks and stomps that will surely follow. "Letusseethencrowking. Ifdeathisfasterthanthedevil!" You boast as you jittery and begin to shake violently in place, becoming as a crimson hued wind"Hnuh?" Baol-Wuyawang manages to grunt as he stomps down in front of you, his fist already rising towards where your head had been positioned a moment ago Roll 1d100. DC 22. Best out of three BOSS THEME! https://youtu.be/uu2XSQgdQDY
Rolled 91 (1d100)>>5312664We can't possibly mess up a DC that low, right?
Rolled 48 (1d100)>>5312664
Need one more roll. Oh, and cause I got curious. What, if any, cultivation/ xianxia stories do you/ have you read?
>>5312705I have read none.I had heard of them before but was never interested enough to actually read any.Nearly all my knowledge of the genre and it's tropes comes from this quest, funnily enough.I was mildly familiar with Wuxing, but that was it.Should I roll again, or...?
Rolled 60 (1d100)>>5312664>>5312705I read a Condor Heroes manhua back as a wee youth, and a series called the Celestial Zone by the same author. Was good stuff.
>>5312705King of Gods, tripe but I managed it.
>>5312666Incredible success. 60 over DC and 1 under 70 over. Update will arrive shortly>>5312712>Nearly all my knowledge of the genre and it's tropes comes from this quest, funnily enough.That's pretty cool, actually>>5312714Jim Yong is one of the greats, and Condor heroes is a classic. I'd call it a Wuxia, though myself.>>5312719Oof.My first exposure was Grandmaster of demonic cultivation/ The untamed.
For a moment, it seems as though you had involuntary, or through reflex activated the Specter lightness skill in anticipation for the arrival of your enemy's blow. He moves so slow, so slow, so ponderously slow, like he was nothing more than an actor playing out a scene in one of those incredibly melodramatic and pointless plays Monu likes and has talked your ear off describing her favourite performances of. Like Baoli-Wuyawang, rather than truly attempt to shatter your skull and end your life in the most gory and painful manage he was capable of with his martial arts, was instead demonstrating his techniques, like a friendly peer or kindly master would. Now you were confident this wasn't the case, since you had spent more than a breath in the crow king's company and because the look in his fire filled eyes. Surprise, confusion and the emotion any warrior delights in witnessing appear in the faces and posture of their foes. PANIC! 'It would seem' You triumphantly praise yourself in your thoughts 'that death is faster than the devil, and I didn't even need to risk inflicting myself with grievous internal damage by using Blood Torrent Rush alongside my already nigh self destructive combination of pills!"'at least for now' a quieter, more reasonable voice of your consciousness hisses in the furthest reaches of your mind 'we must still be cautious, a single slip up or misstep and we'll become a fur rug rather than the ruler we dream of becoming'You thought both these things in the time it took the Crow King to Blink, by time of which you had leaned completely out of the way of his skull splitting uppercut. His eyes, amazingly, manage to follow and track you as you hop away. His perception can keep up with you. Seems the muffled voice of logic was right. Your heart, constricted and restricted, begins to rapidly flutter and thump, as the adrenaline rush you feel upon realizing you're still in danger of being swatted aside like a fly slowly drips into it past the demi-petrification you yourself had forced upon the organ.He stumbles as you gallop around him, trying to get behind him so you can strike his exposed back and hopefully cut an important tendon and cripple his wings, denying his flight and much of his mobility. But the Crow King, just as swiftly as he had launched himself towards you, slams his reserve fist through the ground, and use it as a sort of anchor and lever to catch himself, preventing himself from falling and also use it as a kind of axel to swing his body around.Performing a long, crescent axe kick directed for your midsection. The air screams, as if it were being defiled by the sheer rapidness of the motion as his limb ignites with red and black flames. But still, you're too quick, though as you leap past his leg, you feel the air shearing just behind the tip of your tail and half expect to see a cloud of pink and red fur as you pivot after you land. Cont
>>5312751You begin bouncing and hopping around Baoli-Wuyawang, as you had escaped his field of awareness the moment you zipped under his leg and landed five paces behind his back. You aren't ready to risk going on the offensive, as he has yet to perform the Eye Stealing Grasp, and because, even though he cannot follow or keep up with your movements, through simple instinct and training as a warrior and a killer, The Crow King stays one step behind catching you, slamming his fists and stomping his feet through the stone and earth beneath, trying to grab hold or crush and pin your tail beneath your heel.This tiresome but not physically exhausting, and you have your own experience that soon lets you extend the distance between the two of you far into the horizon! And that is your expertise at avoiding being caught! The village children may have loved and nurtured you, but some of them were little brats who liked to grab you by your tail and make it pop or chase you with sticks and bowls of water, and even the nine children you loved and cherished the most of all would be at times smothering with their love. As such, you became adept at escaping grasping hands and unaware feet. You may be several magnitudes larger than you were before you became Huanliuxue and awoke your intellect, but the basic and foundational principles of not being caught remained the same not matter what size you were!So, you alluded the Crow King's instinct driven strikes and attempts to grab hold of you, slipping beneath his legs and even jumping over him and kicking off his back to then run circles around him in the Arena. You could barely hear a thing through the sound of stone breaking as he punched and forced his way through it, as he began to miss you by much more distance than before and even strike at places in the air where you had never so much as passed by or ran through. Frustration is clear on his face as you race around him and circle him, and dodge under the gouts and puffs of fire he sends out of his fist and breaths out of his mouth. He is rampaging about now, realizing he is unable to catch you with with precise strikes and blows, and is instead trying to surround you in a sea of flames. But still, you do not approach to strike him. He's holding back. Trying to make you overconfident and sure of the superiority of your reflexes and speed. He's moving and attacking slower than the height of his ability. He's trying to trick you. How quickly he recovered from the shock of you escaping his slowest strike. Now he's testing the limits of your speed, and trying to find exactly how much you can handle while simultaneously preparing for your inevitable counter attack when you become fully confident in your ability to evade anything he throws at you. However, this plan has a vital weakness he has completely failed to address. Cont
>>5312754You're a cat. Cat's are ambush predators. Patience before striking is part of their innate wisdom. And while his rage has yet to turn against him, it soon shall when he realizes you've seen the trap he's made for you and have lead him to fall for it himself.So, you play along, out running a tide of fire he extends to fill the whole of the arena by twisting himself around after dusting every feather of his vast black wings with Fire Qi. You out one the oncoming wave of burning death, running around the edge of the scorched arena that has now become a field of broken rocks covered in sand. By running just behind the tail of the field of flame, you are able to avoid its mouth. Baoli-Wuyawang, having spun his legs around as he sent out his great current of flame, stands half crouched on the ground.He looks for you, first idly, then panicked and then at last furiously, his wings spread and lifted as his hands become black talons as he sees, in the once more flattened pit, you have vanished completely. There's no burning mass of fur and screams, or even charred bones resting atop the gravel and scattered stones. The time before he looks up and spots you clinging to a wall, which you had clambered up it and held on to avoid the unexpected wave of superheated air when he finished his whirlwind sweep kick and the vortex of fire you had just escaped, can be measured in moments. You were already greatly appreciating the magical protection of the bangle around your tail. But, you had not time or mind to reflect on that, as, in the moment of confusion before he realized you had fled higher up to escape the area of fiery, burning death he had created, Baoli-Wuyawang had left himself entirely open.You had to strike and strike now, or you'd lose your chance to land the first and hopefully decisive blow of this lethal match! And it had to count, since it was all but certain he'd start fighting more seriously after that display! His pride won't allow him to hold back as much as he has been. +60 to next attack roll, due to your sudden and expertly performed dodge, your opponent has left himself completely open and vulnerable cont
>>5312756How do you attack Baoli-Wuyawang, Huanliuxue?>Activate the vein hunting eye risk your health, and perform the Blood Torrent rush and then the Blood Red Lightning cat step.. The Crow King must've calculated the limits of your speed by now. So you have to go EVEN FURTHER BEYOND. Extend your claws, and aim for a wing (Martial Trial. DC 70)>Like falling lightning, Pounce on him, and try to bite onto the back of his neck (Martial trial. DC 100)>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)>Cloak yourself in as much metal Qi as you can, and charge him, slamming into him as you use control off the Qi, trying to knock him off his feet before he can dodge the Massive bolt of lightning you've just thrown at him mid charge (Strength Trial. DC 130)\>Don'. What is more humiliating than your opponent choosing not to hit you when you're unable to defend yourself? Instead, mock and tease him and try to piss him off, as you return to avoid and dodging his attacks (Agility trial. DC 44. Not an attack roll. DC Greatly lowered by buffs)>write inAnd yes, if the roll had been 92 or higher, you would've gotten a +70 bonus to the attack.
>>5312756>Distract him with a Destructive Yin sphere and slice him with vein draining fang, use this new blood drawn to Blind him further.I want to remove a wing, but this will do.
>>5312759>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)If we get him to bleed, then he will have a timer above his head, as the longer the fight goes, the more he will bleed out. This will mean we can focus on dodging without worry too much about dealing damage.Getting a wing would be great too, but I don't want to reveal the Blood Rush Torrent this early, especially if it damages us. It's best to keep that as a finishing move.
>>5312759>Don'. What is more humiliating than your opponent choosing not to hit you when you're unable to defend yourself? Instead, mock and tease him and try to piss him off, as you return to avoid and dodging his attacks (Agility trial. DC 44. Not an attack roll. DC Greatly lowered by buffs)>>5312705I can hardly remember, the names are always so weird that I keep mixing them up.
>>5312794Actually, changing to>Activate the vein hunting eye risk your health, and perform the Blood Torrent rush and then the Blood Red Lightning cat step.. The Crow King must've calculated the limits of your speed by now. So you have to go EVEN FURTHER BEYOND. Extend your claws, and aim for a wing (Martial Trial. DC 70)This no time for hubris, and crippling his ability to fly means we can keep being the more agile.
>>5312759I'm worrying that this is a trap and Baoli is expecting an attack, so let's at least distract him.>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)
>>5312759>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)>Write-in (modification) Aim for his eyes. From what the crone said, Baoli *loves* to cripple his opponents and then toy with them once they're relatively helpless. What better way to enact poetic justice than by turning his own strategy against him, and showing him, firsthand, that payback is a bitch? It's not like he'll be able to fly very well if we succeed and he's blinded--- and he'll still probably bleed a fuckton anyway.>>5312840>This no time for hubrisWe're already pushing our body to its physical limits, hopped up on enough magic drugs to kill a lesser being. The problem of GOING EVEN FURTHER BEYOND (from shonen, and such) is that it's a desperate all-or-nothing, and the blowback is usually so harsh that it typically wrecks the person involved for a good while. QM was nice enough to tell us that using that option will put our health at significant risk, and Hell doesn't strike me as a safe place to lick our wounds, especially in the power vacuum brought on by Baoli's death.
>>5312759>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)
>>5312759>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)We'll need to get a Red Death Scythe in at some point to negate him reigniting his vigor, but this'll impair him if it hits. Something tells me his inner healing will be greatly strengthened by his ire. Hopefully he doesn't have any rampage healing types of techniques.At least he's adding a lot of new sand.>>5312773>>5312907+1 to blinding him/aiming for his eyes.
>>5312840We actually want him to keep flying. Since we haven't shown off what the crown can do yet. Set him up for a wombo combo.
>>5313069Too right. He's also setting up a couple earth spells for restricting our movement by making and freeing up boulders everywhere with his stomps and kicks. A tactic which can be effective no matter how obvious it is.
>>5313069That's a good point actually.Anyway, since the other option is winning, there is no need for me to change my vote for a third time.
>>5312759>Distract him with a large Destructive Yin Sphere, and then slice him with the Vein Draining Fang (Magic/ trickery. DC 120)I kinda want to bite his neck but I guess it won't be so easy.
>>5312907I also support trying for his eyes.
>>5312759>>Don'. What is more humiliating than your opponent choosing not to hit you when you're unable to defend yourself? Instead, mock and tease him and try to piss him off, as you return to avoid and dodging his attacks (Agility trial. DC 44. Not an attack roll. DC Greatly lowered by buffs)The angrier he is the easier it will be to herd him
>>5313853To be honest if we get the opportunity we should taunt him whenever we attack or dodge. The stuff he'd hate most, etc.There's a lot we could say. Just have to write-in it as Huanliuxue appropriate.
Ending the vote now. Tallying the result. It is too fucking hot outside.Distract him with a Destructive Yin sphere and slice him with vein draining fang, use this new blood drawn to Blind him further.:8-Aim for his eyes. Attempt to blind him:5Don't. What is more humiliating than your opponent choosing not to hit you when you're unable to defend yourself? Instead, mock and tease him and try to piss him off, as you return to avoid and dodging his attacks:1Activate the vein hunting eye risk your health, and perform the Blood Torrent rush and then the Blood Red Lightning cat step.. The Crow King must've calculated the limits of your speed by now. So you have to go EVEN FURTHER BEYOND. Extend your claws, and aim for a wing:1So you'll distract Baoli-Wuyawang with a Destructive Yin Sphere, and then try to slice him with a Vein Draining Fang aimed at his eyes. DC will be slightly increasedUpdate will arrive shortly
A blind bird cannot fly. You realize. And eyes are easily tricked with a little slight of hand. Or slight of claw and tail in your case. Lifting up your tail, still clinging tightly to the stone walls of the arena, you gather as much destructive yin Qi as you're capable of safely controlling at the end of your tail, channeling and moving it down the your tail before condensing it as tightly and heavily as is possible with your level of Qi Control and mastery. A black dart of Qi, formed from shadow appears at the very tip of your tail and begins to bulge outwards rapidly as it swells with more and more destructive spiritual energy. The power within the dart shapes and forms it into a dense sphere of highly refined and pure Yin Qi, dyed blacker and darker than a winter night without the light of the moon or stars to light one's way through it. And then that sphere grows and grows, expanding as you contain the spiraling vortex of the raw forces of destruction. The pure yin Qi grows ever darker as it rotates around itself, feeding upon itself cannibalistically as the sheer destructive potential of the simple Qi burst spell, refined and heightened past its natural level of spell craft into a potent and deadly expression of the yin aspect of destruction. For any lesser cultivator, and even many of your level, to create a Qi blast of such size and sheer power would be courting death. A single failed rotation, even bungling the addition of freshly refined Qi into the core of the spell, would cause it to prematurely fire and explode directly in their open palm. You'd never make such a novice mistake, of losing control or being overpowered by your own Qi, but the threat of causing at least your tail to explode as the ball of destruction upon it is still present none the less, no matter how miniscule and unlikely of a possibility it may be.You push the spell to its furthest limits, in terms of size, raw power and everything else. And even then, you can feel your hold over it fail. It is around the size of your head, and is cracking and breaking at the seems like an over filled balloon about to burst as it spins and twirls around the tip of your tail. Black smoke shoots out of these cracks, as the sphere begins to rumble and shake, twisting and turning faster and faster.Not want to test your skill and luck any further, you flick your tail and launch the largest Qi Sphere you have ever made, directly at Baoli-Wuyawang's back, aiming it directly at the space between his wings. The roar the ball of pitch black energy makes as it screams through the air, is more than enough to warn the crow king of its hasty trip towards his back. And his reflexes are honed enough to easily dodge the mass of destruction shooting towards him, tearing apart the air and any piece of rock it passes by. He launches into the air, taking off in a manner like any other bird, flapping his wings once to ascend like a lit firework.Cont
>>5315773Which, brings him level to your claws, as you leap from the walls and float atop the wild winds churned up by the spell you just threw at him. Brilliantly Carmine light coats your claws like fresh blood, as you cast the spell that will be your first true attack. The feint of the destructive sphere, has kept Baoli-Wuyawang distracted from the true angle of your strike. His gaze and attention are still focused down, down towards the cloud of dust, sand and shards of stone thrown up by the explosion of blackness that had struck the ground where he had stood not even a fraction of a second ago.Swinging your paws down, you send out ten cutting sickles of blood Qi. Nine of the red, curved blades of light, are distractions. Though they'll cut all the same, they are meant to draw the crow king's attention away from the real threat. For, the tenth of the sickles, smaller than the rest and aimed horizontally rather than diagonally, is no mere blade of Qi. It is in fact, the Vein Draining Fang! (血管 倾浆 獠牙, Xuèguǎnqīngjiāngliáoyá), hidden amongst the lesser blades. And it is aimed directly for his eyes! roll 1d100+60. DC 125. Best out of three
Rolled 88 (1d100)>>531577665 or above, c'mon...
Rolled 60 + 60 (1d100 + 60)Not a 1. >>5315776
Rolled 15 + 60 (1d100 + 60)>>5315776HUZZOHHHHHHHHHHA
>>531578020 over DC. Nice success.Update will arrive shortly
>>5315807Meant to reply to this>>5315780But a double 60 is a nice number, even if it wouldn't pass the DC
Baoli-Wuyawang moves like a flash of lightning cracking the sky. His movements are so swift, that you barely realize he has moved at all, even with your heightened and enhanced senses pushing your perceptions far beyond the limits your already inhumanely close and keen sight. Black streaks of movement, that even with seeing and knowing all you do seem so fast and quick you can barely comprehend them as being possible to achieve. Beyond swift, beyond hasty, beyond rapid, the Crow King's talons flash through the air like a hallucination or dream of death. Your breath is stolen out of your mouth, as you struggle to measure exactly how fast his hands raked through the air. He clicked his talons with such great speed, you can see their path they tore through the still air more than you could follow their actual motion through it. To any eyes less trained than yours, the nine blades of carmine light simply dispersed as Baoli-Wuyawang turned a disdainful glare in their direction, the Qi forming them scattering like so many butterflies flying around him. Crimson and scarlet sparks of energy, flutter and fall around him as his wings spread wide, and moving so naturally, as if he has given control of his body completely over to his killing instinct, Baoli-Wuyawang shifts in the air and readies his next, charging attack.There is a loud cheer from the crowd, showing their support to their host, employer or king as a great hand made of fire appears, wrapping around and completely swallowing Baoli's fully exposed and demonic claws, feathers burning to ash as he pulls his arm back. And then, he screams out. His face, half between a man and a crow's, is hidden behind a screen of red. A red redder than any red you've seen before. More vivid than any color you have seen since you began your cultivation. More real than any blood you've seen before. More than even the blood of Ling Meng, as it coated the fur of your snout and disappeared down into your gullet. He hasn't moved. Time slows down, as you watch, like a character in a shadow theater, Baoli-Wuyawang recoils from the first blow to actually land in this match between titans. His triumphant, excited and murderously delighted grin shifts into a grimace of horror and pain, twisting and contorting into a bestial howl of agony before his body is able to react to the sensation of having his eyes cruedly gouged and torn out.His wings spasm, feathers knocked loose as his whole upper body is thrown backwards, his ready fist falls limp as his other hand reaches through the fountain of blood hiding his face to grasp at his eyes. There is no noise besides his screaming, which splits through the silence like a rain of arrows falling from the skies. Great globs of blood flow, dragged forcefully from his veins as your blood Qi begins its work, draining him of his vital essence and filling the air with free floating bubbles of his spilt lifeforce. It rains around him, spilling and flowing in great rivers.Cont
>>5315891More blood than can be contained in his body, more blood that could be contained in a body twice the size of his own. It flows. It flows. and it keeps flowing, spilling from his face like a geyser. Finally, he places his hand in front of his eyes, stemming the tide long enough for you to appreciate the damage you dealt. A single cut, a gouge, slashed perfectly over his the center of his eyes and cutting the bridge of his nose before wrapping around the side of his head. You can see bone, as steam and smoke rises from his split flesh.Both of his eyes have been completely destroyed. His hand covers them, growing larger and more feathered, but still, more and more blood spills out, over the sides of his hand and between its fingers. He slouches, leaning forward as if he's about to collapse as wrinkles begin to appear around the skin of his eyes. Is he drying out? Was the blow fatal? Has your Vein Draining Fang brought about his sudden demiseYour triumphant, wicked grin falls slightly, as you realize he isn't shuddering as he attempts to resist being drained of every drop of blood in his body. No. No. Much more terrifying.Baoli-Wuyawang is laughing. His eyes have been taken. and he is laughing like you just told him a bawdy and lewd joke. He's laughing himself sick, laughing his voice hoarse and weak, as more and more of his blood pours out of him, drains out of him like he were a broken pot!"How scary" you whisper, more amused and transfixed by the Crow King's strangeness than actually frightened by him. He just keeps laughing, as time slowly crawls back to its natural pace. His great wings drooping as his red streaked face twists into a truly maddened grin, his fangs flashing as he laughs louder and more crazily.Tongues of fire slip through the fingers of the hand pressed tightly over the empty spaces where his eyes used to be. His wings lift and spread behind him."Oh~" He purrs, causing your fur to stand on end as his grin turns into a oily smile "I was beginning to think I'd end up disapointed. Huan~. Liu~. Xuuuue~"A dry cackle rips out of his throat, as you pull his demonic blood around you, forming a sphere as a sort of secondary defense, wary of the devil king as he remains still, laughing despite being blinded."I thought....I was worried, I'd have to go easy on you. That'd I'd get bored and just snap your neck when you spent everything you had~" He giggles, like a little boy being caught doing something naughty.You realize he's still looking at you. You realize, as his feathers span out, and his body shifts towards more bestial, feathers covering it as it expands up and outward, slowly pushing him to the form you first met him in. But his head remains...mostly human, that he can still sense you"Oooooh Huanliuxue <3!" He cries out pulling his hand away from his face, and you half expected to see his eyes regrown, but they remain hollow, blood filled pits of raw and torn flesh.Cont
>>5315894He throws his arms out as his wings lift completely upright"I haven't had a challenge since I killed my wife's father! He put up one hell of a fight! I was worried, you'd be like all the others!" He cries, as the blood that should be draining out of him in great torrents now drips like tears down his reddened cheeks. He's resisting your spell, somehow, but he's already lost a lot of blood. and should be blinded. Should be. But you can't help but feel."Lets dance! in a festival of blood and screams! lets tear eachother apart, without restraint! Let us become drunk on eachother's pain and misery!" He screams, and you realize why you still feel his attentions. There are eyes, growing on his feathers"So that's why you eat eyes, not for sustenance or sick pleasure" You hiss as he laughs, staring at you from a dozen blinking eyes"That is the secret of my eye stealing technique! And what a deadly trick! Is that the same move you used to end the Sinner's bone centipede? I underestimated its power!" He shouts back "Oh I might just have to kill my wife as well! You're much more fun than that meek bitch!""Urrrgh" You groan, shivering as he dances in the air "Can you just shut up and fight""Oh, I can't deny a lady's request! Lets see how much blood YOU have in you, Bloodshed" He snarls viciously "See how you like having your eyes plucked from your skull? I wonder, how lovely of a scream will you make for me then? Are you willful enough to endure the agonizing loss of sight! COME! PRINCESS OF THE DEAD! LET US MAKE MERRY""AND DANCE TO OUR HEART'S CONTENT!" He roars, vanishing from your sight. He's rushing you again."WHIRLWIND OF RAZOR WINGS! GET TORN TO SHREDS AND SHRIEK IN AGONY! BLEED! BLEEED!" He screams, as he appears in front of you before you can react. His arms are wrapped around his legs, gripping the feathers there. He pulls out a handful and flexes his wings. You can see the air being split and sliced to pieces, as hundreds of razor sharp feathers are launched from every direction around Baoli-Wuyawang, as he throws the ones he pulled from his legs directly at you, like a dozen darts and knives.You can see eyes on some of them, blinking and watching you. What do you do to try and avoid the attack, Huanliuxue?>Crash the blood you stole from him against his attack! (Magic trial. DC 76)>Create a Dying grudge shield! ! Quickly! (Reaction/ Magic trial. DC 65)>DODGE! You took all those cultivation drugs for a reason! (agility trial. DC 60 DC vastly lowered)>Counter! With the red death scythe! Spill more of his blood and steal his lifeforce (Martial Trial. DC 92 OR DC 45 if you use the Blood Torrent rush)>Don't try to. Just clench your jaw, and bite down on your miraculous healing pill.>write in
>Crash the blood you stole from him against his attack! (Magic trial. DC 76)
>>5315896>Dodge bitch.What absolute insanity.
>>5315896>Crash the blood you stole from him against his attack! (Magic trial. DC 76)I think destroying the feathers should be a priority, the more eyes are left around the arena the better he'll be able to see us from multiple angles.
>>5315896>DODGE! You took all those cultivation drugs for a reason! (agility trial. DC 60 DC vastly lowered)
>>5315896A point black ranged enclosure attack from all angles with tracking, and fire. Flaming feathers with eyes. That's cool. YOU ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARDWe have a great deal of his blood available to us. His feather attacks have eyes, and while we can dodge them I don't believe dodging is the best solution. We need to ensure they've been expended as he closes in physically, otherwise we'll be fighting off his feathers and fists at the same time.He knows we can handle at least one of those, but not both, so I believe he's using this as a chance to set us on the backfoot and force away any momentum we can build. His eyes are everywhere now, so that means any he doesn't use to attack will be giving him extra angles of vision and permitting him to fill the arena with them will make many attacks harder to pull off. Well, also, the crone said his fighting style is aggressive/chase down. I think we've figured out that running away will just let him build too much offense. Which means he's actually the perfect opponent to our soft style.>write-inWe should activate our Scarlet Healing Armor empowered with HIS blood, and hit him with Red Death Scythe while he's attacking.Because his yang heavy fire aligned blood should both strengthen the basic properties of its healing, but more importantly its barrier abilities will be elevated with his alignments and strength- which are tremendous.Maintaining it for multiple turns of combat like we did against Xiaosi (ice block monk) will provide us the opportunity to keep using drain attacks.
>>5315935There's a possibility to use the Crown to great effectiveness against his eye feathers, but I don't know if we're capable of splitting our attentions that much while focusing on a barrier and dealing damage, which is why I didn't include it here. But if we do good it might be a great followup.
>>5315935Do you think there's a danger of his blood having some property that would make using Scarlet Healing Armor a move that could be more beneficial to him than us? By the description it increases the bodies natural healing, and if it's made out of his blood rather than our own, could it help him heal?
>>5315944I wouldn't believe so. As the healing effect is partitioned within a clinging barrier and refining blood into techniques (so far) has given us total control of all effects via Pure Blood Qi.For example if we just coated ourselves in his blood itself, no extra Qi or barrier, that would likely have a suppressive effect on us given our nature, and no effect on him.Simplifying the relationship, he would have to gain control of our Blood Qi itself, and then the Barrier technique to translate a beneficial effect from it. I thought of this initially, but If he could control his own blood to the degree that our Blood Qi within it is usable by him then the attack we just used should not have worked to the extent that he needed to cauterize the wound to stop the flow.As the Barrier's healing encouragement is such a limited aura, I would also think If he is to gain any healing from it by coercive property he would need to grapple first and then stay grappled. That he's decided to stick to ranged and strikes makes that hard to see. He would also have to notice we're using his power to heal us, and it's not just another property or greater Blood Qi technique, and then act on that.The Qi/Blood Qi/Blood relationship appears highly restrictive to intent, so even if he can, we can nuke the barrier's benefit by wrapping it around him and make it an enervating effect much like most of our other Blood Qi attacks. In which case our usage of it for defense here would only be the first stage of a deathly feint. The closest potential benefits to Baoli I see are the simpler ones; the strength of his blood will not hurt him greatly itself, which is why I didn't suggest imbuing the attack itself with his blood or hitting him with it.tl; the Healing Aura is conducive to Blood Qi Control restricted by healing intent whenever we've used it in action. If he has an ability to change that, he would need to adopt a different fighting style.BUT he is a crafty old bastard, so we can be cautious by remaining out of grappling range as we have been so far.
>>5315896>>5315921Then I'll switch over my vote to your write-in >>5315935
>>5315978I'll add a caveat that I'd only considered thanks to looking back at the ice monk fight.With the essential factor that our Blood Qi is primarily Yang aligned for its lifeforce aspects, using a material perfectly suited to strengthening the Qi itself [Baoli's Fire/Yang Blood] is more like consuming a cultivation item to enhance an ability's basic properties temporarily. It'll run out. Yang alignments and therefore the extended energy of Fire is not alien to us, we have it in the form of Blood Qi's lifeforce, but we're inexperienced with wielding it in full techniques, which is always a very real risk to any technique being bolstered with an item.Since the ultimate simplification is we're expending his blood to buff our shield, we still need to have the ability to control a much stronger shield.
>>5315980After our show with the pure Yin energy orb, I'm confident in our ability to control spell constructs that are much stronger than normal, even if using the energy to bolster our techniques to such a level isn't something we've built a familiarity with.
>>5315983We'd better! Once these pills wear off we'll need to switch to such a different strategy that most of the blood techniques we're using now likely won't aid at all, and because he'll be expecting them.I mean geeze these DCs basically mean this was going to be an unwinnable fight if we hadn't pill scummed AND gotten above average luck. We have to kill him in the most seriously thorough ways we can imagine and execute.
>>5315896Two ideas:>Those are flying feathers. We have wind power. Trap the blades in a tornado using the crown of trapped winds and sands and throw it back at him. Also try to kick up some sand to throw it in his 1000 eyes to further irritate him. or>each of these feathers has an eye plucked from a foe, who died in agony and with a powerful grudge. Summon the vengeful spirits of his victims through their eyes and allow them to take control of their respective feathers.
>>5315896>Create a Dying grudge shield! ! Quickly! (Reaction/ Magic trial. DC 65)My first reflex is to just dodge, but it seems to me that that is exactly what he want. Consider that we hit him it was because we attacked him out of his blind spot, striking him while he couldn't see us, and otherwise dodged. A great way to counter such an approach would be to scatter literal eyes everywhere, like he is now, so that he can keep track of us no matter where we are. There is no way he actually expects this to hit us, he is spinning his web to ensnare us with, and its probably best to keep up the pressure so he doesn't have the time to abuse his extended field of vision. He might be able to control his feathers after having thrown them too, so we will have to keep track of them. Wouldn't be much of a stretch if he can place eyes on them.Too early for the Blood Rush Torrent though, so Grudge shield should at least keep him on his toes.>>5316275>each of these feathers has an eye plucked from a foe, who died in agony and with a powerful grudge. Summon the vengeful spirits of his victims through their eyes and allow them to take control of their respective feathers.I like this idea. I have no idea if its possible, but I like it.
>>5316286it just feels like an enemy that has killed and tortured so many should be especially vulnerable to ghost/grudge fuckery. Maybe we can somehow channel his father-in-law, lol.
>>5315896Supporting >>5315935We've trained him to expect a dodge, now tank and counter!And then >each of these feathers has an eye plucked from a foe, who died in agony and with a powerful grudge. Summon the vengeful spirits of his victims through their eyes and allow them to take control of their respective feathers.>>5316302Remember that he defeated his father in law. Channeling him might be unwise.
>>5316352Also we have to meet the person and know about a lot about them before channeling.
Ending the vote now, tallying the result. Hope everyone had a pleasant weekend. Mine kept me away from my PC.Crash the blood you stole from him against his attack!:1DODGE! You took all those cultivation drugs for a reason!:2activate your Scarlet Healing Armor empowered with HIS blood, and hit him with Red Death Scythe while he's attacking:4 Trap the blades in a tornado using the crown of trapped winds and sands and throw it back at him. Also try to kick up some sand to throw it in his 1000 eyes to further irritate him:1each of these feathers has an eye plucked from a foe, who died in agony and with a powerful grudge. Summon the vengeful spirits of his victims through their eyes and allow them to take control of their respective feathers.: 2Create a Dying grudge shield! ! Quickly!: 1So you will clad yourself in the Scarlet healing armor (鲜红瘉铠, Xiānhóngyùkǎi), empowering it with Baoli-Wuyawang's potent demonic blood, and try to hit him with the Red Death Scythe to counter his relentless attackingUpdate will arrive shortly
Your medically quickened and improved reaction and perception of time allow you to, in the very short span of time between Baoli-Wuyawang appearing in front of you and filling the air with his razor edged, hard as steel feathers in a churning, cutting vortex of slicing and dicing death, formulate a plan against his area clearing, army slaying technique he calls the Whirlwind of razor wings. Clearly, it is not the kind of attack one would normally use against a single opponent, but rather one that is meant to wound or tear apart multiple, lesser opponents simultaneously. Expending a little more Qi and energy to wipe the board clean of pawns. An instant kill technique against several enemies or even a whole troop of soldiers. The kind of ability that would be beloved by Warhawks and Generals. You suppose you should, at least in someway, feel honored that the Crow King has come to consider you troublesome enough to attack you with a technique meant to cut through armies, even if his boundless bloodlust and flippant manner and demeaning mockery make him gross and unseemly by your standards. That, and his ever more apparent admiration and weird fascination with you and your life is...rather disturbing and makes it rather hard to feel as pleased as you usually are when shown such well earned respect. He is a fan you'd rather not keep around.But, while you feel strangely complimented by Baoli's choice of attack, figuring out a counter measure for it is rather simple. It is meant to tear through hordes and diminish armies. Sure, the storm of sharpened feathers is dangerous and could be deadly, but the Crow King likes to play with his food and torture his victims. It is much more likely he intends to gravely wound or cripple you so he can safely toy with you and beat you at his leisure without fear of getting another part of him clawed out, rather than outright end your life by cutting you into many choice cuts of Huanliuxue steak. Your head isn't in danger of being severed, but the whole of your body is in danger of being torn to tatters by the whirlwind of razor wings. Like the death by a thousand cuts, but the blade will be slid deep and drawn further across. As he said, he wants to see you bleed.It is a wild storm of swords. And what does one wear to protect themselves from sword strikes? Armor of course. And you just so happen to be surrounded by a rich sea of blood that can be used to empower the only type of armor you deign to wear. The Scarlet Healing armor. These feathers would pierce through most mundane protection or barrier spells, but neither of the two you use are mundane. Particularly, the formation and peculiar construction of the scarlet healing armor, makes it rather more difficult to shatter or by pass. Its a collection of many, small barrier, a mail formed of scales connected together. The impact of each cutting feather would be spread out amongst the whole of the armor.Cont
>>5319264You're certain, the ordinary form of the scarlet healing armor, would break after a few strikes of the whirlwinds thousands of blades. But, when your own Blood Qi is supplemented by Baoli-Wuyawang's incredibly potent demonic blood, it might just be strong enough to last until the whirlwind stops. Even if Baoli-Wuyawang showers you blows and punches that could split boulders!So, in the moment it takes you to devise this plan and decide to armor yourself, you draw most of the crow devil's blood that fills the air, and surround yourself with it. Its enough to fill a large pond! You push and press it together, compressing and shrinking it down so you can more easily use it as a power source for your barrier spell. His blood is strongly aligned to Fire and Yang, so the scarlet healing armor's passive healing ability will be heightened alongside its effectiveness as a barrier, all strengthened by the Crow King's own power embodied within his stolen blood. How ironic, that one who takes the strength of his victims through eating their flesh, has had his own strength turned against him as a towering shield!It wraps around you and becomes a screen of blazing scarlet light, its great power transferring into the carmine scales of light appearing over your body, locking together and forming the most complete form of the barrier spell that has even been seen! it shapes itself to appear as form fitting armor as impenetrable as the gates to King Yan's own palace. You flex your claws, preparing to lash out at Baoli-Wuyawang with the deadly Red Death Scythe, having anticipated that he will resume his furious assault and unleash a flurry of bone breaking strikes to accompany his storm of feathers! Roll 1d100. DC 55. Best out of three
Rolled 83 (1d100)>>5319266i love morningspls crit
Rolled 88 (1d100)>>5319266
Rolled 22 (1d100)>>5319266
>>5319282Thirty over DC. Amazing success.Also kind of weird that its 88 again. Anyways, update will arrive shortly
The world becomes dyed red, like blood has soaked into your eyes, as the scarlet healing armor covers you head completely. Keening creaks and grinding sounds assault your sensitive ears as your nose is drowned in blood, as the dagger like feather's Baoli-Wuywang threw your way strike edge first against your barrier spell, carving deep into the scales. Some find their way through gaps or chinks in the armor as it forms or otherwise make them as they drag across the surface. Brief flashes of stabbing and cutting pain pan across your back and sides as feathers begin to spin and rotate through the air, surround your opponent like a vortex of agonizing death. Your blood drips through the damaged scales of your carmine armor, and begins to flow down your fur before your natural healing, kicked into overdrive begins to mend the scratches and cuts you endured from just the opening movements of The Whirlwind of Razor Wing. Flesh knits back together, and skin heals, faster than even the most trained of healers could accomplish with internal energy or Qi! This amount of healing is equal to what you would receive from swallowing the miraculous elixir you still have hidden behind your fangs in your mouth! Incredible! And the excess of lifeforce surging through you gives you an extra skip to your step and a secondary boost of energy and stamina to go along with your drug fueled excitement and haste! And as you guessed, your opponent seeks to take advantage of the confusion sown by his seeding of his feather's through the air and his unleashing of the razor edged whirlwind. For any other opponent, they'd be caught flatfooted, be on the retreat or simply be overcome and left completely defenseless as they were blinded by pain, attacked from all angles and so swiftly they simply could not react fast enough to defend themselves in any way that'd matter. But you are no ordinary opponent, your a heavens' dammed prodigy! Who has pushed her body past its limits with alchemical aid and sheer grit! As his own mother in law warned, he starts to assail you with a barrage of high kicks and knee strikes. You feel your body bruise and your bones crack, but you heal from the damage just as quickly as he metes it out. The blood rushing through his veins serves as a fantastic aegis against his bone cracking strikes and organ bursting blows. You'd be senseless with agony if you weren't already drunk with lifeforce and surging vigor! You can tell he's getting frustrated by your utter lack of reaction to his attacks, which are tearing you apart and breaking your body, strikes that would make most of your peers cry out for mercy or simply drop dead from horror when they realize what the extent of the damages done. He hasn't realized yet, that you're healing so fast that you barely have time to feel any of the wounds he deals to you. Cont
>>5319355You should've saved some of his blood for refinement and medicine making, you could've made healing pills that could've bought you heaven itself! It truly is a strange feeling, feeling muscles tear and then repair, lungs deflate and then stitch themselves such. But not unpleasant, when you don't feel the pain. And in his frustration to make you cry out in pain and break your armor that he must have realized is boosting your body's rate of healing far beyond its natural limit to an unimaginably extreme height, he focus everything he has on shattering the armor empowered by his own blood. He throws great winds against you, buffeting you with dozens of razor edged feathers, and begins to set his claws and feet on fire as he hastens the rhythm and sets a blistering pace with his strikes.And so, leaves himself entirely defenseless as he shouts a mantra of "Die" as he throws and tosses you through the air like a ball. Slamming a knee into your jaw, the "helmet" of the scarlet healing armor cracks down the center. The Crow King grins with a devilish grin, more wicked than any you have seen, triumphant in finally piercing the defense his own blood made nigh unbreakable"ENOUGH TRICKS! I'M TIRED OF ALL YOUR UNIQUE ABILITIES AND HIDDEN TECHNIQUES AND BIZZARE POWERS! KNOW YOUR PLACE AND JUST DIE!" He roars, lifting both of his arms above his head, gripping his taloned hands together into a tight ball as your head rockets upwards. He's going to throw all of his strength to hammer your head back into his knee. Your skull will break, and your neck will be severed internally. However, he never has a chance to swingCause he's left his belly exposed and was so generous as to stretch himself out. After enduring a barrage that could probably knock down his tower, you flick your claws, and release the Red Death Scythe in one smooth motion. The five daggers your were born with, slice through his cut as the Blood and Death Qi tipping them pierce through his's skins frankly ridiculous natural durability. The knives become swords, as scythes of Night Black and Blood Red Spiritual energy tear into his flesh and lifeforce.Black smoke and hunks of red gore cling to your claws as you draw them through his stomach, as both his blood and vital essence pour out of him like a burst dam. The air, suddenly chills, as Baoli-Wuyawang's killing intent suddenly steeply sharpens and grows so intense you nearly are knocked out as it pours out of him and fills the tower. The eyes still stuck to his wings glare at you in disbelief, unable to comprehend that you have wounded him a second time, that you have two techniques that could harm him. And that dared to even try to.Yet, he does not wilt away, destroyed by the shock of losing so much more blood and having the essence of his life directly attacked. Cont
>>5319356He slouches, as a tide of blood falls from his open belly, guts hanging from it like vines as it begins to resemble a crimson water fall, as the wound over his eyes opens back up and blood once more flows from the holes where his first two eyes used to be.But, instead of fading away, his life and spirit rallies. And he becomes surrounded by an aura of dark flames. He seems like he'll say something, but instead is deathly silent, all mirth and playfulness wiped away. His flippant and dismissive attitude is gone, he is no longer pretending to be affable or genial. All emotion has drained from his expression, save for one. Before you, stands an avatar of rage. The true face of Baoli-Wuyawang.Sensing danger, you try to retreat, so you can wait for your next opening to deal devastating damage against this opponent you really have no business fighting let alone doing as well as you have been against. But, you're caught, the crow king wraps his arm around you, and kicking off the air, carries you further up the tower at a unreal speed.He stops just before the roof, before turning himself around by leaning backwards and allowing himself to plummet Deathly cold surrounds you, and you realize he has set both of you ablaze with the black and freezing fires of the underworldHe's performing the black star's decent! Razor edged feathers twirl around the two of you and began to once more strike against your armor as the black flames grow and grow, the cold biting into you becoming more and more intense as you rocket down, down towards the earth, held tightly in the crow king's talons.What do you do to try to escape, Huanliuxue?>Bite down as hard as you can on his wrist and try to tear yourself free (Strength trial. DC 90)>Create a dying grudge shield right before the two of you impact on thee ground (Reaction/ magic trial. DC 75)>Take a deep breath, and take on the power of Xiongji's grudge, and try to wrestle and kick your way out of Baoli's arms (Martial Trial. DC 70)>Use the crown of trapped sands and caged winds to throw the falling star off course, so you can escape (Magic trial. DC 65.)>Put as much Qi as you can into your armor and prepare to use the miraculous healing pill to endure his attack and recover from it as quickly as possible (Fortitude trial. DC 44. DC vastly lowered)>Write in
>>5319357Can we use our soft style, grudge shield and crown to spin him at the last moment so he impacts the ground with his body instead of ours? Our armor should be able to stave off the second hand effects of such a gigantic impact traveling through him into us. With his guts hanging out like that it would probably be like stepping on a torn bag with our huge body acting like the boot. Like the bodyslam form of a cross counter. If not I'll just go with>Use the crown of trapped sands and caged winds to throw the falling star off course, so you can escape (Magic trial. DC 65.)
>>5319357I second the motion here. >>5319372>Use our soft style and crown in conjunction to manouver his body to take the full brunt of the hit, and multiply his pain with the dying grudge shield.It's probably going to be some DC, but whoooo boy is he gonna feel it.
>>5319357Ah, grappling with a nutcracker tactic. The idyllic combination of a seagull breaking a crab and a pro wrestling finisher.>>5319372>>5319357+1.AND>write-inWe might not have much time, but this is the first time he's put himself in range of our Breath attacks. We can infuse our already potent weakening grudge breath with Blood Qi's energy sapping sorrow and he won't be able to avoid the hit.
>>5319357>>5319372I'll second this. We are probably going to feel this one, but by god so will he.Not gonna lie I didn't expect our counter attack to wreck him that bad. I mean he probably still has a dangerous amount of fight left in him, but still, damn.>"ENOUGH TRICKS! I'M TIRED OF ALL YOUR UNIQUE ABILITIES AND HIDDEN TECHNIQUES AND BIZZARE POWERS!"I get the feeling we are going to get that a lot.Good
>>5319398>Invited a prodigy of an unorthadox law to fight.>The prodigy is really good at fighting with their unorthadox law, and the unorthadox law is unorthadox in nature.Crow king: No, this isn't how you are meant to play the game.
>>5319405It's beautiful.To think, all of this because a Pig told a Crow about a Cat who boasts.
>>5319357>Put as much Qi as you can into your armor and prepare to use the miraculous healing pill to endure his attack and recover from it as quickly as possible (Fortitude trial. DC 44. DC vastly lowered)We have rolled too well so far, so I'm preparing for when luck fail us.
>>5319372Supporting the write-in
Ending the vote now, tallying the result.use your soft style, grudge shield and crown to spin him at the last moment so he impacts the ground with his body instead of ours?: 8Wash Baoli-Wuyawang with your grudge breath infused with the sorrow of blood: 1Put as much Qi as you can into your armor and prepare to use the miraculous healing pill to endure his attack and recover from it as quickly as possible: 1So you'll use a combination of the redirection of your martial arts, the dying grudge shield spell and Crown of trapped sands and caged winds to spin the Crow King around, mid free fall, so he'll take the brunt of the impact instead of you!Update will arrive shortly
You're plumetting, and indeed moving faster than you ever have before! The air around you is shrieking and screaming in your ears, making them hurt and ache terribly! And the velocity of your forced decent is enough to make you sick and reopen the wounds still healing from the swarm of razor sharp feather's latest pass over and through your Qi armor! Your jaws are forcibly parted, you can feel your stomach bruising from the air rushing against it, as it also blinds your eyes by forcing them closed. You can't tell what pains are coming from the fierce winds, cutting feathers, freezing flames or just the sheer force of being dragged down through the air in the iron grip of a crow devil! But, you wouldn't be a once in several generations prodigy if you couldn't think on your toebeans and overcome obstacles as deadly as shooting down towards solid earth faster than lighting strikes the earth. Your mind is in shambles, you can barely think straight and your stream of consciousness is completely broken, but your instincts, both animal and fighting, rally from beneath the scattered thoughts filling your motion and pain addled mind. And so you're able to plan. Not carefully certainly, hastily definitely, desperately arguably, but you are still able to plan. Plan in the same way any other martial artist plans their next move as they perform it, or any other cat alters the trajectory of their pounce as they carry it out.In your swimming head, you piece together a counter for being slammed down into the earth like a nail driven through a straw doll, to curse someone. There is exactly no time for you consider alternatives or think beyond initiating your strategy to avoid becoming a pile of broken bones held in a sack of red fur upon the ground. Instinctively, you press your paws against the Crow King's side, keeping your claws sheathed as you redirect his motion and strength back against, trying to force him to spin and turn around so his back will face the ground and slam into it rather than your face and head, absorbing the worse of the impact. You stretch your ears out and lift your whiskers, casting the Dying Grudge Shield urgently, placing it in the way of Baoli-Wuyawang's decent in the hopes it'll provide enough of a kickback and counter force as he slams into it and it reflects the energy of his decent to help you redirect his whole body and throw him in the ground before he can drive you through it. The floor is approaching rapidly! Covered in sharp stones and jagged rocks. Closing your eyes, you steel yourself and gather your resolve, as you call upon your Magical Crown, whipping up and twisting the sands and winds around you and the Crow king, working and turning in the same direction you're trying to toss him in. Great spiraling pillars of sand and twisters of wind rise around the both of you, causing the Black Flames of the underworld to flicker and roar as both cat and crow fall down, locked in deadly embrace.Cont
>>5319610It'll come down to the last few inches. If you can't force Baoli-Wuyawang to turn, if you can't redirect the force of his fall, if the sands and winds are strong enough, if the dying grudge shield doesn't activate quickly enough, you'll fail. You need to turn him over, you need to spin him around, you don't give up, and put all of your trust in the instincts that lead you to attempt such a risky maneuver! HOW TERRIBLY EXCITING! YOU'D LAUGH WITH JOY IF YOU COULD BREATH OUT!<https://youtu.be/8H5TvPQOn74> Roll 1d100. DC 70. Best out of three
Rolled 48 (1d100)>>5319613
Rolled 31 (1d100)>>5319613
Rolled 98 (1d100)>>5319613Please
>>5319625THANK FUCKJesus, I was getting seriously worried.
>>5319625One crow pancake coming right up.
>>531962520 over DC. Just under 30 over. Great Success.>>5319627Based Majima-san
>>5319638I guess he forgot that cats always land on their feet.And he is right under our heel
Through the rush of the wind, over the roar of a crowd of devils thirsting for blood to be spilt and a mantra of your name shouted loud enough to resound not only in the court and juryroom of every Yama king who judges the dead in yellow springs of Diyu, but also reach even the highest pillars of heaven, you can hear Baoli-Wuyawang shift before you can feel it. The rustling of his wings, the grinding of his hardened feathers of steel brushing up against one another, the sound of air twisting and whipping around in a tight vortex, the crackle of fire nearly blown out by a sudden gale. Then, you feel it, your paws sinking into his stone hard flesh, the ripples of power sent back into his strong body through the dying grudge shield's loud and unignorable rebuttal of raw force, the grit of sand thrown against your face and rubbed down your belly, the whip like touch of the winds who you have usurped and taken full control of! The sky is no longer his domain! You have taken it from him! Just as you have overpowered him with his own strength and momentum, and taken full control over the seemingly unbreakable grappled HE foolishly initiated! Even the dullest of village brats know to never pick up a cat when they're fangs and claws are bared.Sliding one paw up his side, precisely before you meet the earth and come to a sudden and painful stop after corkscrewing up and down through the air like a misfired firework, you press it against the side of his head as you forcibly change your position from one of being held tightly by your foe, to mounted atop the blood-soaked chest of your opponent, having lifted yourself up as you maneuvered Baoli-Wuyawang beneath yourself. A single eye, attached to a feather barely stuck in his hide, grows wider than a full harvest moon, staring up blankly in baffled, disbelieving confusion as you ride its own down to the ground, forcing his neck to stretch out by pressing your paw as hard as you can against his head. He realizes, just a fraction of a second too late what you're intending to do, and tries to pull his powerful legs to his chest to kick you off of himself so he can try and avoid being slammed to the ground, by all of his might and all of your weight! His teeth clench, spittle fleck with blood flies past his lips, as he reaches up a hand to grab at your ear, to try and pull you down with him, to slam you in the ground as he is bodyslammed against it!But, in his blind fury and panic. Baoli-Wuyawang, your elder and superior as a fighter, warrior and killer, reaches for the wrong ear. His black feathered arm reaches up, and his cruel talons grasp...at nothing. They close around the empty air above your notched ear.And then, all is silent, or at least you perceive it to be so. Save for a single, all to familiar cracking sound. The sound of breaking bone. Of several vertebrae in the neck snapping at once. You know that sound well, for you have broken the necks of many men.Cont
>>5319693And it seems a devil's neck is no different. And then comes the force of hitting the ground. You fall flat against the Crow King's still chest, as the force of his fall creates a massive crater in the floor and cause the tower above you to shake and tremble, its pillars shifting and foundations cracking as portions of its walls and roof cave in. Rocks and pebbles shower down, as you try to gather your senses and stand. It hurts to breath, your lungs feel like they have been crushed and all four of your legs hurt, your back aches. But, you can already feel your body beginning to heal and fix the damage and pain you sustained from the sudden stop of your free fall. You sigh, standing atop Baoli-Wuyawang's motionless form, paw still pressed against his temple. His head is completely red and buried in the soil out of view, and his wings are twisted and bent, looking broken and as pathetic as a chicken ready to be butchered. One of his legs is splayed out, the other is pressed against your chest. One of his arms is almost torn in two, the bone inside of it sticking it out of its meat and almost piercing through the wrist of its hand. The other is still clenched tightly in a fist above your head. His neck, well you've seen hanged men with necks less broken than his. The cut on his stomach has completely spilled open, leaving his steaming bowels to flow past his sides and over his legs. It occurs to you, you're snarling at him. Huffing disdainfully, you lift your paw from his head, and try to find your balance and bearings so you can emerge from the crater gracefully and in elegance. Baoli-Wuyawang's outstretched fist falls, nearly making you jump out of your skin. But, you keep walking, he can't get up from that, nothing can survive being slammed into the ground with such force and from such height. He's dead! Deader than dead! "THE BLACK STAR HAS BEEN SHATTERED! THE TOWER CRUMBLES! THE CROW KING HAS BROKEN HIS WINGS" The announcer cries out breathlessly as your name once more fills the now slightly damaged towerThe ground under your paws shift as the walls of the crater begin to collasp and fall. Your heart freezes, and you stop, motionless as you feel killing intent from the body that should by all means by a mangled corpse. You turn around, and see something that disgusts and terrifies even you, who lives among corpses, keeps court with mad, lunatic spirits, and stores the more virulent grudges on earth in her gullet.Baoli-Wuyawang is moving, he is rising. His flesh bursts at the seams, exposing raw muscle as his broken body grows and expands. Horns sprout from the cracks in his skull, his head hanging limply against his shoulder. You can't help but think he looks like a duck or goose whose neck has been broken after they've been caught. The grey cinders clinging to his wings, grow into black, cold flames once more and burn away all the feathers on his wings, reducing them to nothing more than scorched bones.Cont
>>5319695"Huanliuxue! The boogeyman of the Ling! The heretic of the boundless wilds! The Heiress of the Primordial kings! The Empress of graves and blood has defeated Baoli-Wuyawang" The announcer cries out as you blood becomes ice.Baoli-Wuyawang hates being mocked, hates being laughed at and looked down upon.'Shut up shut up shut up shut up! By buddha close your mouth and be quiet!!' is the only thought you can hold onto as the crow king's body transforms into a truly monsterous, towering shape, barely humanoid, only scarcely recognizable as a crow. His head is crowned by a twisted bramble of black goat horns and antlers, the empty sockets of his eyes emit shadow as what remains of his skin is stretched as tattered leather over his bulging, unnatural frame of muscle scorched by heatless flame. His upper body looks like a gorilla's with trunk size arms hanging down past his knees, crowned by long talons curved like sickles. A fang filled beak creaks open over the skinned remains of his face as he stands atop hisHis still normal and human shaped legs, covered by the pants he has been wearing since you met him. The sight of such small legs being attached to such a massive, goliath of a devil would be hilarious if said gorilla goliath wasn't glaring up at you, radiating such power murderous intent it could cause swords, axes and spears to split apart and melt before they had a chance to graze him."Kkkkch" he groans as he grabs hold of his head and holds it back up with a wet, squelching noise "Kill...you...all"And that is not an empty threat, that is a promise. Baoli-Wuyawang, grievously injured, has entered a berserk rage "I'LL KILL EVERYONE THAT LAUGHS AT ME" He roars, slamming his fists into the ground, causing the ground to turn molten as pillars of soot hued flame shoot up into the sky, before he spots you and begins to charge and amble his way up towards you, roaring like a rabid bear, blood flowing down his face and stomach like crimson waterfalls.What do you do, Huanliuxue?>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)>Try to hold down the brute that Baoli-Wuyawang has become with all the strings of ghost empress melody (Magic trial. DC 88)>His split open stomach is a weak point, rush to meat him and bite into his entrails as you run past him and drag them out behind you (Martial trial. DC 75)>Attempt to bury him with sand as you backpedal as fast as you can away from him (Magic Trial. DC 70)>Write in
>>5319699>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)Time to set up for a backstab, it's a garanteed kill.
>>5319699>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)Ahh the moment we've been aiming for.
>>5319699Holy shit man, what sort of monster are you?!I know we are punching WELL above our weight class with this fight, but this is ridiculous!>dodge his charge.At least he still has blood to give us.
>>5319708Yeah I want all of his body. Just imagine the cultivation materials we can make from it.Thankfully we have a bunch of sealing pearls to transport a corpse with ease... and just in case this is only one of two second wind abilities he has.
>>5319699>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)This fucker is a textbook example of "refusing to die". I'm really glad we have not failed a roll during this fight because I'm pretty sure we would be the one with our guts on the floor otherwise. And here I though this match would stay civil enough that we would both stay alive by the end of it. I feel silly.Great writing for this whole fight, I am at the edge of my seat
I just had a thought, Baoli has show that you can interview, what if someone else snatches his to learn the absurd amount of knowledge he has on us? Maybe we shouls try to capture his soul on one of our jars when we kill him, if they are even capable of holding such a powerful one.On the other hand, the audience of this tournament has seem a lot of our abilities already, so it might not really matter.
>>5319699>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)
>>5319699>>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)Local bird literally too humiliated to die. Maybe we should like, compliment his tenacity or something. Maybe if his ego is soothed he won't be so assmad he is unable to perish. What an absolute fucking lad this crow is though damn.
>>5319699>>His split open stomach is a weak point, rush to meat him and bite into his entrails as you run past him and drag them out behind you (Martial trial. DC 75)
>>5319699>Dodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes (Agility trial. DC 50)let him go on his rampage and finish him when his fuel runs out
>>5319699>Use Ghost Empress Melody to imitate laugh coming from a different direction and redirect his charge this way.
Ending the vote now, tallying the resultsDodge his barreling charge, and try to get around behind him as he sprints into the stands, blinded by fury and pain...and his lack of eyes: 9His split open stomach is a weak point, rush to meat him and bite into his entrails as you run past him and drag them out behind you:1Use Ghost Empress Melody to imitate laugh coming from a different direction and redirect his charge this way.: 1So You'll Dodge The Crow King's charge and try to maneuver behind him as he rushes the standsUpdate will arrive shortly >>5319716Thanks! Really put some wind under my wings.
There's really only one thing you can do when you're staring down a massive, near skinless gorilla that is growing larger and more muscular with every step it takes, cracking the ground with its monstrous and completely unrestrained strength as it charges towards you like a furious ox looking to gore you upon its horns, of which this towering mass of murderous rage and blind fury has many, more than a garden has flowers, especially when said berserk incarnation of bloody and vengeful brutality is surrounded by the very fires of purgatory itself and is looking to rip your head from your shoulders and scream at it loud enough for all of the skin and flesh of your skull to be peeled and torn away by the volume of its bellowing roars alone. Even a prodigy such as yourself only has this one choice to take, despite all of your cunning, skill and talent that has allowed you to reduce the once regal crow king into a snarling, rabid and still nigh unfathomably dangerous animal.And that one thing you can do, should anyone else be misfortunate enough to find themselves staring down the charge of a feral devil beast, is simple. You get out of their way, avoid their wildly swinging arms as they bash and drag them through the ground as well as their gnashing beak filled with terrible and gnarled fangs jutting from them, keeping mind to not get anywhere close to the cold, black flames that surround them like an aura of pure hate manifested. Of course, its unlikely, if you ever find yourself advising some poor, unlucky bastard who has somehow found themselves exactly where your standing now, you'd condense and simplify your advice to what you tell yourself to do the moment you're forced to look into the empty eye sockets of the behemoth brute rushing toward you, intent on smashing and crushing you down into nothing.Dodge!. That's the only thought you have as you stare down at the rampaging devil approaching you with a very unwelcome haste! Roll 1d100. DC 50. Best out of three
Rolled 78 (1d100)>>5321247If you can dodge a rampaging devil you can dodge a ball.
Rolled 51 (1d100)>>5321247
Rolled 71 (1d100)>>5321247
>>5321260Success. 20 over DC, nearly 30update will arrive shortly
Without thinking, relying completely on your instincts and muscle memory honed over days over harsh training, you perform a series of motions that you have practiced so many times the marrow of your bones have memorized them. With your agility and speed still greatly heightened by the medicines you took to prepare for this battle, your limbs move with rehearsed ease as you go from standing as still as a corpse or statue to moving as suddenly and swiftly as a bolt of lightning racing across the heavens. Just the effects of the Hare's fleetness divine blood honey medicine and the Miraculous Flickering Wind pellet, would be enough for you to match Baoli-Wuyawang's current speed, as he drags his broken body forward faster than could be seen with an unassisted eye, and even to your eyes appears more like a flickering image of a bloody corpse than an easily trackable target. However, you have a trick up your sleeve, the first technique you innovated and one of your most reliable! The Phantom Cat step. Your opponent is presently not in a state of mind to do anything by rake his claws at the nearest object or run over it like a living landslide, so he won't be able to counter or catch you when you "Blink" around and behind him. He's too focused on destroying and killing EVERYTHING to pay much attention to destroying or killing you! His rage has taken full control of him and turned him into little more than a slobbering, drooling moron with tunnel vision towards rending apart and mauling whatever or whoever is unlucky enough to be in his way. His pride has been wounded, and he is lashing out wildly.As he said, He'll kill everyone, not just Huanliuxue, and it is unlikely he'll turn around to pursue you when he's occupied by rampaging through and wrecking his towering palace trying to reach the NEXT closest target he can vent his rage and humilation upon by beating them into a broken corpse. Now that he's closer and your running down towards him, you can feel his roaring and wordless screaming in your bones as it reverberates through the air and causes it to quake just like his stomps cause the ground to. The tower shifts, the walls of the arena begin to crumble and starts to collapse upon themselves, and a great cloud of sand is kicked up in front of you, leaving Baoli-Wuyawang as only a vague shadowYou use the sand he's thrown into the air to your advantage, by using your magival crown to send a "Phantom" copy of yourself around his otherside by creating a burst of movement with wind and sand pressed tightly together, while you sprint and leap to his side, blinking around him as you hope he'll go after your distraction.cont
>>5321415He swings one of his arms to the side, scattering the sand clone you made as you circle around his back as he slams into the arena wall, causing it completely collapse as he just walks up and through it, grabbing an incredibly stupid devil who remained over the edge of the arena, crushing it between his palm and the floor before lashing his talons out at a crowd of guards, severing arms and legs as he rears up and bellows. A stream of coal black fire shoots from his mouth as he pulls himself out of the pit, throwing the splattered corpse of the senseless devil up a level as he spreads his wings and bathes the lowest level of his tower in the flames of the yellow springs, incinerating any devil too foolhardy to retreat to a higher tier of the palace or too slow to reach the stairs.He slams his fists into the ground and continues kicking and punching at the ground and the pillars holding up the higher levels of his palace, throwing a tantrum against...well, everything as he exposes his back completely to you, having forgotten you were the one he wanted to brutalize first, at least for the moment.This is an opportunity you shouldn't let slip by. +20 to your next attack against the crow king How do you attack the rampaging Baoli-Wuyawang, Huanliuxue?>Blast him with a volley of destructive Yin spheres! Try to collapse the next few floor higher up ontop of him (Magic trial. DC 70)>Put everything you have into trying to end the fight in one more blow, activate the blood torrent rush, and perform the Blood Red Lightning Cat step to rush around Baoli-Wuyawang, clawing the tendons of his feet and harassing him until he exposes his neck (Martial Trial. DC 62)>Overload him with rage, by surrounding him with a grudge cloud and then imbuing it with Blood Qi. His physique may be monstrous, but no matter what a heart belongs to, it can only endure so much abuse (Magic Trial. DC 65)>Use ghost empress melody to hold him in place, before cutting him to ribbons, he has to be running out of blood...(Magic trial. DC 82)>Write in
>>5321416>Overload him with rage, by surrounding him with a grudge cloud and then imbuing it with Blood Qi. His physique may be monstrous, but no matter what a heart belongs to, it can only endure so much abuse (Magic Trial. DC 65)With the intention of creating a grudge so potent we can cultivate it from his dying soul.
>>5321416>>Overload him with rage, by surrounding him with a grudge cloud and then imbuing it with Blood Qi. His physique may be monstrous, but no matter what a heart belongs to, it can only endure so much abuse (Magic Trial. DC 65)Kind of poetic. The devil who has so much ridiculous strength from his anger will have it turned against him. I wonder, will he enter cardiac arrest or will his heart literally explode? Only one way to find out. Though I do hope it remains intact enough to harvest. Not too big of a loss otherwise, though. He's got tons of other bits we may be able to abscond with. Oh wait yeah didn't he say or imply he corrupted the other sources of blood qi throughout the ages? Kinda neat how it comes back pure as crystal to fuck him to death. Truly karmic.
>>5321416>Overload him with rage, by surrounding him with a grudge cloud and then imbuing it with Blood Qi. His physique may be monstrous, but no matter what a heart belongs to, it can only endure so much abuse (Magic Trial. DC 65)
>>5321416>Overload him with rage, by surrounding him with a grudge cloud and then imbuing it with Blood Qi. His physique may be monstrous, but no matter what a heart belongs to, it can only endure so much abuse (Magic Trial. DC 65)This seems like it would be rather poetic way to end it. You know, if it works.Bodily integrity seems like more of a suggestion than a necessity to this motherfucker right now.
>>5321533What's the worst that could happen? It's not like raging is his cultivation method and getting ganked by hard opponents is his breakthrough practice.
>>5321416>Overload him with rageI want more of his blood for our usage,
>>5321416>Put everything you have into trying to end the fight in one more blow, activate the blood torrent rush, and perform the Blood Red Lightning Cat step to rush around Baoli-Wuyawang, clawing the tendons of his feet and harassing him until he exposes his neck (Martial Trial. DC 62)We got to finish this already
>>5325362The stairs have completed their revenge. Sad day.
>>5325741>>5325741I am so sorry. I was battling heart Demons, and just didn't have the energy to pull myself out of bed. No idea why I. got hit by a wave of depression, but I was. And it's mostly passed now.I'm running some errands that built up while I was undergoing the tribulation of being a sad-sack, and posting from my phone.When I get back home, I'll end the vote and write the update. I feel terrible to make you all wait for so long, but I just wasn't in any state to write or do much else besides sleep
>>5325769Don't worry about it, it happens to the best of us. I glad you didn't get run over or something.
>>5325769Take care of yourself first and foremost QM. If you need a break, take it.
>>5325769I'm being dramatic, no worries bro. You take care of yourself.
>>5325769Please be well.
Yeah don't think I'll be able to write that update. Have a skull splitting migraine that's making it next to impossible to focus.>>5325776>>5325787>>5325834>>5325785Thanks a billion. I really do appreciate the support and understanding. Sorry I couldn't pull through today. But it legit feels like I have an ice pick rammed in my head
Well this is a bit awkward. The migraine that had been hounding me all day cleared right up a bit ago, for no discernable reason. So, now that I am certain it won't come back, the update is coming after all. And I'd like to once again offer my thanksEnding the vote and tallying the result after way too longOverload him with rage, by surrounding him with a grudge cloud and then imbuing it with Blood Qi. His physique may be monstrous, but no matter what a heart belongs to, it can only endure so much abuse:10Put everything you have into trying to end the fight in one more blow, activate the blood torrent rush, and perform the Blood Red Lightning Cat step to rush around Baoli-Wuyawang, clawing the tendons of his feet and harassing him until he exposes his neck: 1Near landslide victory for trying to overclock Baoli-Wuyawang's heart with anger and butthurt.Update will arrive shortly
It is in the air where you find your answers how to strike the hopefully final blow of this treacherous battle against a beast your cunning and intellect alone have allowed you to bring so low. Like a kitten making a lion strong and grown lame and crippled through trickery and quick thinking. Like a swallow outflying and outwitting a phoenix aged a thousand years! Like a toad devouring a dragon. For, in the air around you, all of the air that fills the tower and flows as the brute Crow King swings his arms, his fists and the talons that cap them around with wild and raging vigor, is his rage. Rage more potent than any you have encountered before, save the indignant wrath of the old god upon the mountain unleashed upon the world, bringing about countless cataclysms and disasters as he raged against the heavens he had abandoned, the heavens and younger gods who had lost their ways and forgotten the face of righteousness and justice.And there is a simple fact, all thinking beings know. Rage is a poison, and though the dosage varies from person to person, it is in the end assuredly lethal. Unless you're a ghost like Xiongji, then it can grow and blossom and expand until it turns into a mad desire to rampage and destroy everything. Which, is the stage Baoli-Wuyawang has reached, or fallen to. He only seeks blood and pain, without a care if those he bleeds or inflicts misery upon are the source of his rabid frustrations and partially imagined indignity. He has completely forgotten your existence as well as the fact that you were the true origin point of the fury that has infected his mind. He is simply rampaging, as Xiongji does. But while you are in no danger from the Rooster general's tantrums, The Crow King is still a threat.A threat you intend to end. Indeed, Rage is a deadly poison, of which there is no immunity, only resistance. No matter how monstrous your opponent physique is, but this remains the truth. His devil heart may be strong, it may be built and strengthened to resist the hardest of labors, endure the most devastating of strikes, and continue beating even as he has been torn to pieces and trampled upon, but it has its limits. All things have their limits. That's a law of nature, of the wilds. All beasts, no matter if they were the crown of the predator or live day by day running from the jaws of death as prey, one day, their hearts will fail and cease to beat, overcome by the demands of the body it keeps alive.A heart, no matter if it belongs to a buddah or a devil king, can only endure so much abuse before it simply bursts. Rage is a poison. Heart's will always eventually stop. You can combine these insights to kill Baoli-Wuyawang. Or more likely just bring the stubborn bastard to heel! You haven't met any other creature that could not only survive having its head slammed against solid stone faster than a shooting star transcends the sky, but also stand up and hold its liquified spine in place! Cont
>>5326569Devils are truly terrifying! However, even the heart of a devil can be stopped. And rage is the poison you have soaked into your claws. Taking in a deep breath, you devour all the infantile grudges born from Baol-Wuyawang's rampage through his staff and guest list, and breath in as much of his own ever growing grudge as you can stomach without burning through your throat or gullet! And then, the black miasma, darker than any night, blacker than any black, is dyed a vivid red as you breath out and enrich it with Blood Qi Uncorrupted by the Malice of the underworld. It languidly drifts through the air, raining a shower of blood down as it slowly, ponderously wraps itself around his engorged body and overgrown arms, entwining and seeping into his explosed flesh.The deathless rage you carry from the catacombs you rule, to the grudges of the living across the lands of the living, to the breath of hatred spread throughout the waters of the yellow springs. All of it races to infect Baoli-Wuyawang's heart with a rage beyond his own! Roll 1d100+20. DC 65. Best out of three And so I rise from the ashes! Against the will of the nine heavens!
Rolled 88 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5326570
Rolled 21 (1d100)>>5326570oh god anything but 1
Rolled 72 (1d100)>>5326570Glad you're feeling somewhat better, QM.
>>5326571A most auspicious success! exactly 108! And 40 over DC.Special condition met.Update will arrive shortly
>>5326661>Special condition met.f-for us right?
>>5326661>Special condition met.inin which way
Like the tendrils of a parasitic vine clinging and rooting themselves to the trunk of their host tree, or the hungering tentacles of a great octopus, the Blood imbued, rage infected cloud of grudges tightens and constricts Baoli-Wuyawang as he continues to thrash around, killing any unfortunate devil or spirit that comes close enough for him to reach with his talons, take into his jaws or bath in the freezing cold fires bursting from his mouth whenever he isn't roaring curses loud enough for the gods to hear from this pit of hell. the clouds pierce and bury themselves into his raw, exposed muscle, rippling and twisting around as they wrap closely to each fiber of his meat, constricting tighter and tighter without holding him down. A deadly net has wrapped around him, but it does not hold him. Like reverse roots, each tendril of the great blood red cloud begins to pump every miniscule molecule of The crow king's body with the condensed essence of rage, the universal emotional poison that afflicts all things at least once in your life. The very energy of hatred, of which you are very well acquainted with. After all, you breath and eat grudge, and cultivate them carefully in your belly and lungs. You know hatred, you understand it. It is a key component to enmity and the formation and maintenances of grudges. Like water for plants. If one does not hate the target of their spite for some reason or in someway, the delicious grudge they hold will wither and the bitterness will fade. Like wounds healing. However, some anger is simply too strong to die. Like a stubborn weed in need of pruning or burning, it will continue to cling to existence and sap the life of the soil its buried in until it can blossom or it is plucked from the ground root, stem and all.What little consciousness and thought Baoli-Wuyawang still held, has been completely washed away by the red tide of his fury, his drowning in his rage, becoming less than even the most unintelligent of beasts. He is a living avatar of destruction, bleeding out as he unleashes his unguided, directionless wrath upon the world around him. You, however, remain completely collected and calm, even as he produces as sea of black flames to express his rage and fill the lower levels of the tower. The wonderful bangle you wear may not protect you from this fire of hell, but you don't need protection, not any more.The Vein hunter eye shows you, that you have just performed the winning move. You can see his heart, bloated beyond its normall size and beating faster than ever before, but it is struggling to pump, twitching, stalling and freezing as Baoli-Wuyawang's body demands more and more upkeep from the battered organ. Demands it simply cannot meet when strangled by immeasurable rage and berserk fury. The adrenaline rushing through his veins has become toxic, and his blood is flowing so fast through him, its starting to tear him apart from within. Cont
>>5326683The blood in his veins are ripping him apart, even as it drains out of him faster and faster, leaving a great pool of crimson to gather at his feet and ripple with every labored breath he takes. As his heart shudders and spasms, bulging further and shrinking deeper onto itself with every beat. His eyes bulge, and he is blinded to his death.Yet, you are not focusing on your opponent nor the destruction he sows For, an insight has been revealed to you of the dao, as you look upon the whisps of rage and plumes of anger rising from the thick cloud of grudges hiding the crow king, the hatred boiling from the blood that falls from those clouds and that dyes them. It isn't just emotion. It is a memory. A remnant. A memorial to the those whose blood powers that grudge. The rage you see, you use, is much greater than you first imagined, far vaster than you understood. Like a voice echoes, so can emotion. It can stain the living world, even long after the voice who spat the curses and shouted their contempt fades from memory and history. Even when the soul who harbored the resentment, the grudge that was born from their anger, hate and rage, is reborn, the resonance of their emotions persists and changes the hue of the world. Whether through action, or lingering damage or wounds. Rage remains. Far past death, far past reincarnation, far past rebirth. Like ripples in a lake.Anger expands outwards, growing and growing without end, until it reaches the end of its pond. And this, revelation, makes you, the master of grudges, realize the true scope of animosity. From a single action, whether it is a clenched fist, an insult hurled in the heat of a moment, a slap to the cheek or a murder committed whimsically, even the smallest, pettiest showing of anger has affected the whole of the universe, all of reality in someway or another. Rage is endless, because it is self perpetuating. Being yelled at, makes you angry. Being hit, pisses you off. Dying, forms a grudge. And even the most loathsome, have friends or family who will feel angered on their behalf.Constantly, rage plants its own seeds anew, spreads new roots and shoots out new vines and leaves, to ensure its survival in the world, to spread and flourish in the hearts of men, beasts, gods, and devils.And in that lineage of anger that spans from the beginning of time to its end, memorialized within that universal poison of the heart, small fragments of everything that has existed, remain, even if they have been erased from this world or reincarnated a thousand a thousand times.Like a spark struck from a stone, your sudden insight completes itself as you subconscious and bestial mind whisper to you, rousing itself just to speak so as to encapsulate what you have realized, from watching steam rise from the meat of partially butchered crow.Cont
>>5326684And that is "When ghosts are reincarnated, the rage they felt remains, spread out across the world. And within these orphan emotions, the final memorial of all things rests, when all other signs of their existence has faded. Blood embodies life, it carries both passion and sorrow. Rage is a kind passion. Within each drop of blood, there then slumbers, ghosts of ghost. Thus within life, there lingers death. Ghosts within blood. A legacy of spite, passed down and inherited eternally. Life and Death, intertwined, Yin and Yang, in harmony"<https://youtu.be/xclh_676KwE>[Special Condition Met: Roll 108 against a devil/ demon of any kind]And so, for the briefest of moments, the great wheel of reincarnation is revealed to you in its full majesty, set against a cosmic field of stars and nebulas, where you float, egoless and bodiless, until you are dragged back into your flesh and return to your living."I understand" You whisper, closing your eyes[Secret Art unlocked: Cat's Court: Spiteful Blood Legacy (猫 法院: 刻毒血遗产, Māofǎyuàn: Kèdúxuèyíchǎn. A technique that forcefully awakens the last lingering dregs of personality within the rage left behind and inherited within a single drop of blood. Can be used to enhance one's self through the rage of their ancestors, create grudge miasma within a target to "poison" them, or as an attack by briefly giving the long sleeping anger a physical form. Very versatile. A mixture of "Pure" Carmine Mysticism and Necromancy, and an evolution of Blood Refinement]Baol-Wuyawang has drank the blood of countless victims, and he has spilled a sea of it. His heart may be stubbornly refusing to stop or explode by the sheer amount of rage you are pouring into him, but he has spilt plenty of blood that can be reminded of the rage and fury of its original owners.And so, he is chained, by the blood pouring out of his open belly, gouged out eyes, and broken neck and limbs. They form into hundreds of hands, attached to ghoulish figures like corpses left to be picked at by crows, all missing their eyes. They grab ahold of his hanging, swinging arms, and pin them to the ground, they pull open the cut along his stomach, and wrap around his legs as they begin to melt back into blood, cursing the name of Baoli-Wuyawang, as they are forcefully consumed by the most potent grudge that he unwittingly took into himself through his consumption of his fallen enemies and rivals.Another crow demons, stands from the blood, formed by it, and growl. The familiarity of the dreg's voice is enough to bring Baol-Wuyawang to his senses, as the memory plunges a hand into his chest, all the way out his back. Missing his heart by an inch. Cont
>>5326685But the fear and outrage at seeing the face before him, causes the powerful heart of the Crow King to, as all hearts inevitably due, stop from the shock of emotions, pushed along by the rage still being pumped into his veins, as grudges pour out of him in a similar quantity to the blood he is still shedding.The Crow King, already injured beyond what his body could normally withstand, suffers a disastrous heart attack upon witnessing the ghosts of his past crawl from the pools of his own blood, clawing and biting at him in a blind rage. For that, is all that was left of them.He stumbles back towards the edge of the pit, shrinking with every reeling step he takes, arms hanging limply at his sides as he doesn't so much as cough up blood as he vomits. A stream of crimson erupts from his mouth, carrying bits of red, glistening tissue down his chin and over his chest. He withers and grows smaller, returning to his normal proportions before drying out further, wrinkles appearing on his face as his crow feather black hair begins to grey and even whiten in places as he takes on the appearance of an old man. An Old man with a slit belly, broken neck and a massive gaping hole in his chest. He stumbles backwards, closer to the pit before he stops, catch the end of his heel at the lip of it as he looks up and collapses down on one knee. He's straddling the line between life and death, and barely keeping from plummeting directly from one of your domains to the other. Placing his hands on his knees, his skeletal wings pitifully twitch as his aged face twists into an agonized expression.You stalk behind him, unsheathe your claws, lower yourself to the ground and wiggle your butt, ready to pounce before the bastard can recover enough to throw another bone shattering punch or kick, or perform a technique that could instantly kill you or...!"HUANLIUXUE! I FORFEIT THE MATCH!" He screams, as you sense him beginning to start the arduous process of repairing his broken body "YOU HAVE BESTED ME! I AM DEFEATED! I SUBMIT! I SURRENDER! VICTORY IS YOURS! I BEG OF YOU, SPARE MY LIFE"You blink and pause.'In spite of how much he cherished his pride and fiercely upheld his dignity, his survival instinct was strong enough for him to forsake his face, cast it aside without a second thought' you think in amazement as you look upon the withered, wrinkled back of your opponent, as it rises and falls as he puts what little Spiritual and Internal energy he has left to keep himself from bleeding out, and prevent any of the four grievous wounds he bears from becoming crippling 'to beg for his life and forfeit his dignity and reputation. Wait does that mean I've won against an opponent above my stage?"You face splits with a grin smugger and more triumphant than any you have ever smiled before!Cont
>>5326686 You have succeeded against incalculable odds, succeeding against a greater, more powerful foe without so much as a scratch. This is a victory...this is growth heavier than Mount Tai itself! There may be heavens beyond the heavens, but for the great Huanliuxue there is no obstacle too great to be overcome! The Serpent has devoured the Dragon! Truly you are unrivaled beneath the heavens! +100 to Your next cultivation or Training roll. Total bonus +135 What do you do, upon hearing Baoli-Wuyawang's request, Huanliuxue?>Boast that, even though you are weaker than he is , you have proven to be far greater than he'll ever be. A brute loses to a Sage, every time! Then saunter off to claim your ultimate prize>Kill him! What does he think you are stupid! YOU GOT INCREDIBLY LUCKY! Only through quick thinking and grit were you able to use his own ridiculous strength and fury to beat him! Kill him while he can't fight back, when he's weak, AND THEN claim your winnings! >Force him to forge a pact with you. In exchange for his life, Baoli-Wuyawang will become the loyal servant and supporter of Huanliuxue! [Bad Karma]>"I bested you? No, you bested yourself! I just turned all of that ridiculous power of yours against you! Strength is worthless without the intelligence to use it! Reflect on your failings, and fill that empty head of yours with wisdom and cunning! Maybe then, in a thousand years, you'll have enough smarts to understand how a cat can defeat a lion!">write in
> Form a contract where his dao will be destroyed if broken. In exchange for complete non aggression, information, treasures, and techniques we will spare his life and provide stabilization healing. He is too valuable to kill.
>>5326687>"I bested you? No, you bested yourself! I just turned all of that ridiculous power of yours against you! Strength is worthless without the intelligence to use it! Reflect on your failings, and fill that empty head of yours with wisdom and cunning! Maybe then, in a thousand years, you'll have enough smarts to understand how a cat can defeat a lion!"Well that was one way to end this match. We are going to be quite (in)famous in hell after this I imagine.>+135Christ. Forget leaps and bounds, we have a fucking jet-pack at this point.
>>5326687Are you MAD?!>Kill him.We would need some means of ensuring that he doesnt retaliate against us, offers us his mother in laws life and perhaps his own wits and accumulated wisdom.I dont believe we can do that, because it's bad Karma, which I would like to avoid.
I just want us to go train and upgrade our status from chosen of the heavens to supreme cat queen of the universe.
>>5326733We ARE supreme cat queen of the universe, and soon everyone will know it.
>>5326684>>5326685So Rage in the Dao of Grudges is almost in kind to the nature of Wood of the Wuxing elements and phases? Primarily as its phase in being building and expansive, self perpetuating and alive, and fuel to greater strengths. But, it isn't only a beginning/ascent phase, and retains an awareness that exists relative to life and souls.Activation is a matter of comprehending that ones blood is to the emotions of their life and lineage as a soul was to the life and world it left behind. This should operate, too, with joy and other positive forces upon the soul and world which encompass blood, though I'd shy to think of the joy attack version. Because, you know, blood and sensuality.Man we've stumbled onto some realm soul chaos and reincarnation constants, that's some nascent shit right there.I get what the Carmine Mystic said, now. To the degree where it's so obvious only a prodigy could miss it; Blood is the Dao of all Complex Life. The regulator of lineage and living, connecting life-now to life-was, the balancing force of maintaining the strongest emotional and physical states a body endures from its soul, and itself growing or weakening in capability with any life that has it.We questioned what he'd meant by Blood is Power, and I'd thought about the question in reverse based on what we can do with its Qi. It's wide, deep, and maybe even misnamed.Blood is Power because it could never be anything else. Every tangible aspect of physical life (for bodies like ours), is supplied power by blood, regulated with blood, with the experiences of souls themselves etched into the blood. Manipulating lifeforce and blood alone didn't explain precisely all we did.Because Pure Blood Qi is most accurately the Qi of Continuous Life. Or succinctly The Dao of Living, which encompasses its esoteric aspects; it commands all the deepest strengths that exist within the cycle of living, putting even mastery of reincarnation in its purview. It's not that it's "strong", it's that it is power because it has no limits within what it governs.Yes. There are actually no limits. With enough refined blood of specific animals mystical or otherwise we could steal natural abilities of living beings and take them in, no matter the type or how alien in nature, so long as our skill with the Qi can regulate its bodily effects. Bringing the strengths within ones heritage to the fore is just as wide in function. If we ever find the need to permanently "upgrade" a disciple or ourselves we now have the comprehension to make an attempt. The rest is resources.The techniques we can attempt based on stronger aspects concerning heritage, transformation & mutation, and bloods emotive archive, are now many.We're one extremely expensive Blood Qi cultivation chamber away from insight suplexing oblivion by looking deeply into the joys and sorrows of our own lineage, and understanding our full potential through the Qi which elucidates it best.
>>5326687>"I bested you? No, you bested yourself! I just turned all of that ridiculous power of yours against you! Strength is worthless without the intelligence to use it! Reflect on your failings, and fill that empty head of yours with wisdom and cunning! Maybe then, in a thousand years, you'll have enough smarts to understand how a cat can defeat a lion!"
>>5326766So, say we ever want to put a ghost into a living body, I'd thought we could connect its spiritual strings to it in a reverse of our severing technique. But that would probably be insufficient, unless that spirit could also be tied with kin natures of blood, and something of a deeper esoteric aspect of Blood Qi to actually make the body alive and not simply possessed.Just saying because we have a ghost snake.>>5326687Holy shit I typed that up before reading our next cultivation bonus. Oh my god we can choose any of the most beneficially difficult breakthroughs we can imagine. We could do dragon blood incorporation, an empress transformation, achieve human form, perhaps turn enmity incarnation into a True Formation(become the cast instead of just one actor), or run around and try to nab some super rare other specialized Qi to pour into our roots that will wholly accent our law and cultivation.>>5326687>Kill him!>Put everything we can take from his body into one of our sealing pearls, so nothing can be wasted.
>>5326687We've already seen that Baoli handles humiliation extremely poorly. If we let him live he'll come after us with all he has as soon as he gets better.recovers.>Kill him!
For what it's worth, I think killing him would be an overreaction. I mean, yeah, he clearly dislikes being embarrassed, but he also swallowed his pride just now, he is not completely brainless. And what would he choose, between immediately trying to fuck us over, and probably getting wrecked again, or actually trying to befriend us and making an ally/partner out of someone clearly destined for greatness? To someone as cunning as he has shown himself to be, the choice should be obvious. I think it's unlikely he will get uppity again, and his support could be extremely valuable in hell. It's a risk, but I think it's one we can take. We DID just wreck him really hard, and we are only going to get stronger.
>>5326805You have much more mercy than I do. I want his mats. And I don't want him to be able to learn from this experience.I do want deeper connections to hell, perhaps even a degree of formal trade once our sect is stronger and it doesn't have to be us operating a portal in our catacombs. But I would think killing him can achieve some of that so long as we reach out to other nobility with the respect we've gained from his demise.
>>5326805I honestly need an assurance that he wont kill us.So what assurance can you offer.>>5326766I think focusing on the legacy aspect of blood is the way forwards. Ensuring that our mind and skills will survive our demise through rebirth through the blood is amazing. Looking back through our blood to learn the skills of our past lives. . That would also be potent.
>>5326805This, I understand, but to expand on it in more practical terms-- killing him could also have negative repercussions for us. The choice of killing him or letting him live, in context, is basically one that, as I understand it, will shape the way this little chunk of Hell functions. Demons believe the strongest should rule, after all, and we've proven ourselves stronger than him-- so the throne would default to us, or whomever we pick as our representative, regardless of whether we decide to keep him around or off him. He does have a lot to teach us, as a cultivator and a sorcerer, and so on-- in addition to probably having a lot of resources at his disposal, as a ruler of Hell. The kind of power-vacuum we would cause by unseating him would have a bulls-eye painted on our back for any other young up-and-comer looking to make a name for themselves-- or, more accurately, whomever we pick to be in charge. Likewise, keeping tabs on goings-on in Hell while also running our sect, training disciples, and tending to things in the mortal plane, like the geges, the village, and so on, would divide our attention pretty hard. Ask yourselves, instead of 'should we kill or spare Baoli': 'if we kill him, who will replace him', and 'if we spare him, how do we make sure he doesn't turn against us'. Being a shadow-ruler in Hell, with either Baoli or one of the female crows as a figurehead ruling on our behalf would probably be where I'd go with this-- enforced with a demonic pact, just in case. Let's hash this out. I'll come up with a few write-in conditions for our pact that would make such a pact less outright [Bad Karma] than just enslaving him to our will, if people are interested in where I'm going with this.
>>5326687>If only you had understood the way of the wilds, with all the hints I have given you, instead of remaining in your corruption, I could spare you. Perhaps in your next life you will learn how to happily shed blood, instead of wasting your talents in pointless bloodthrist! >Kill him! What does he think you are stupid! YOU GOT INCREDIBLY LUCKY! Only through quick thinking and grit were you able to use his own ridiculous strength and fury to beat him! Kill him while he can't fight back, when he's weak, AND THEN claim your winnings!Even if we break his cultivation, he still has the means to ruin us through subterfuge, and he has show that he is a sore loser.What a waste of a prodigy.
>>5326805It's exactly because he is cunning and connected tgat keeping him alive is dangerous.Now that he lost to a newcomer, all the other residents of hell will keep reminding him, and he is not a simple brute, but was an advisor. Can we keep tabs on any plot he makes on hell, while living on the normal world, managing our sect, cultivating, exploring the tomb, avoiding the orthodox and dealing with other less illuminated heretics?I think putting the crow women as the regent would be better, atleast they don't have a reason to betray us other than demonic nature.
>>5326884On this point, he was genuinely the greatest foe we have ever faced.>>5326729Add to this vote>Praise his strength and skill, they were truly awe inspiring.
>>5326687>Kill him! What does he think you are stupid! YOU GOT INCREDIBLY LUCKY! Only through quick thinking and grit were you able to use his own ridiculous strength and fury to beat him! Kill him while he can't fight back, when he's weak, AND THEN claim your winnings!He wouldnt let our new pupil escape alive, why should he be given the chance? Also, he tolerates child eating in his kingdom and arguably has tasted child meat himself at least once. Even though he doesnt like it and most probably just ate a tiny bit - eating children is VERY BAD! He doesn't handle humiliations well and is still technically stronger than us.
>>5326900Yes, and by what all the achievements we been told he made, it seems he has actual talent instead of just relying on others.I think it's the kind of think Huan would apreciate, even on a true demon and defeated enemy.
Turning an enemy to an ally is defeating them utterly. Also, if we try to kill him he will go all out and remember he is way stronger than us. We won by luck rolls.
What a truly awesome foe this Baoli-Wuyawang was.I can't decide what to do. Sparing him means leaving alive a guy whose spite was so strong it allowed him to ignore a pulverized spine to keep fighting even more furiously. Even if he is restrained or shackled in whatever way to do our bidding you know he's going to hold onto that hate for the rest of his existence. But on the other hand the amount of free shit we could probably get by bringing him to heel. Wew. On the other, other hand we have the Crow Crone to think about. The wife can eat a dick but the old lady was alright. She's pretty scary herself for that reason. This is still her child after all, even if he wants to kill her and she wants the same of him for her own sake. Who can say how deep that maternal bond truly runs for a devil? So many consequences so little time.
>We spare Crow Demon>His mother-in-law kills him insteadNot gonna lie it would be pretty funny
>>5326948I would say we should just take her with us but I'm pretty sure someone would smell the devil getting out of hell and come down like a divine thunderbolt on our ass the moment we got home.That'd let us eat our cake and have it, too so to speak.
>>5326911Our medicines are still active and we haven't used the backup healing pill in our mouth. A last ditch spell or spiteful attack is what I hope he attempts, we're prepared for it, here.But why should we care care about defeating him utterly? If we wanted that we'd pick him up by the wings or like a decrepit kitten and showboat him to the crowd while humiliating him with something like"Oh my, oh dear, oh no! I must repent, I must apologize! My pathetic techniques are but ash, my cultivation naught more than a hummingbirds buzz! I am now Rènliúxuè, frog in a boiling well! I must surrender before this supreme hotheaded sage of Hell! The adorable murder bird Baoli-Wuyuyang who flushes red at the snickering of ladies, incontestably chief among my greatest fans, the devil who stalks the pasts of their opponents asthough a resentful lover, whom goads them as such an excitably childish admirer would! Possessing a temper with strength surely surpassing all but the most godlike of tantrums in all three realms! See how no rock is left unturned, unburned! Taste the scorching rage of his aura and know it to be true- be certain he would bring to shame any.. martial artist! Oh, and what a shame it is! I must repent!, for I have sinned to believe in teaching an eager admirer so harsh a lesson!"Then ruin his meridians. And then kill him. Hoping he forms a harvestable grudge for enmity incarnation, etc.But we're kinder than that, though we've no reason to be here given what we know of him.And in that vein, some of the best cultivation materials we can get at our level are in front of us, and other powerful demons in hell will not take the opportunity to make themselves as vulnerable as this.We won because every strategy we used was a soft style measure, with backup ideas in case any rolls did go sour, using all the items and abilities we have, including his powerful blood. It was more than luck.Baoli betrayed the one he served for centuries, and by waiting, given what we currently know, most of that time for one moment of his ruler's vulnerability. Which was provided by his now broken wife. I don't want to worry about Baoli even ten years from now, this is exactly what Monu warned us about in our capricious nature.We believe in mercy. We have shown him that throughout this tournament. That's the real reason why he's trying to use it against us, I don't buy it at all. The way he reacted when he talked about "true nature" tells me we should believe what he's shown, and his history. Nobody who has survived humiliating him has lived to talk about it to this day, and if they have they're strong enough that we don't compare. This defeat is public and will be talked about almost mythically.Look into the soul of my post and tell me you believe he's not already turning the gears on how to ruin our sect with the knowledge he acquired of us.
>>5326911>Implying he'll be our ally
>>5326956We'll surpass him soon enough and become unreachable to him. I'm concerned if we kill him that his soul will undergo an interrogation and someone will learn all he knows about us.
>>5327130I'm concerned he's smart enough to know that and act accordingly.As for souls, we do have sealing pearls that can contain souls.
>>5327132Unless I'm misremembering, every time we've killed something it immediately gets sucked away into the cycle of reincarnation, and if that happens here, I doubt we'd be able to fight such a force in a meaningful way.
>>5327142So why not yoink his soul before he dies. He's kinda just sitting there right now. He's about two minutes from keeling over already, how hard could it be to coax it out in such a state?
>>5327142Would that not mean he'll get karma vacuumed before any interrogation can occur? Or do you mean something that waits in the ether realms of the cycle, which we already be something that has greater means than Baoli to learn of us? I mean, who would be doing it, if they're not a Devil here to snatch him up for the sake of an old spite.>>5327150You know, yeah. That's a much more reliable idea.
>>5327150Yeah that's not such a bad idea.>>5327156I've been considering whether there would be some sort of heavenly enforcer watching over the reincarnation cycle to ensure their edicts aren't being egregiously offended, and if we keep sending stronger foes up to them in such a rapid succession, then I think even though they're lazy as hell, they'd consider taking action against us.
>>5327164That makes sense. And gave me a nightmarish vision of statuesque heavenly busybodies, opponents we could neither best in combat or debate. That gives me a bad idea. We should steal/cultivate the Qi of Reincarnation.
>>5327171How would we even begin to cultivate that? Watching souls get pulled away from their corpses at the moment of death?
>>5326687>Kill him! What does he think you are stupid! YOU GOT INCREDIBLY LUCKY! Only through quick thinking and grit were you able to use his own ridiculous strength and fury to beat him! Kill him while he can't fight back, when he's weak, AND THEN claim your winnings! man what an epic fight. Best in this quest so far and one of the best in any quest I ever read.
>>5327177By dying. I mean, right?Observing souls first, definitely. But with our spiritual arts it may be possible to bring ourselves closer to the cycle if we sever ourselves from our body and attempt to study souls moving towards reincarnation. Given that it appears, so far, no strong soul can truly resist reincarnation unless they undergo specific contextual conditions that we are replete with experiencing and understanding. To follow those souls, and see where they go and 'how it works', we'd need to mimic the loss of attachments or the weaknesses of lesser souls, I imagine. And that's where the obvious problem comes... is that we have yet to read anything that indicates a cultivator ever stopping the process of reincarnation after it has begun, and if it's a cycle that only makes sense. You can't stop a river by just standing in it, or resist it, since the soul is following its "natural process" in a realm of souls, and is no longer the actual matter or even accessible Qi.You would have to arrive to it, and leave it, and somehow bring the type of Qi that exists there out. Or perilously stand in the river attempting to cultivate as only a soul, which I'm almost entirely sure isn't possible in our current stage, we need our body. The Qi of Reincarnation exists in a realm that will either deny bodies, or damage them. To keep our soul there and from being subsumed would require balancing a sort of tether of the kinds of attachments which birth ghosts, grudges, etc, without being outright kicked back to the mortal realm as an "unready" soul.Blood Qi, as well, seemed to give us a momentary vision of it. Our soul severing art may act as a road with Blood Qi as a rope to our body, under ideal circumstance.Entertaining the danger of being subsumed, the ideal form of cultivation I can barely imagine working would be;Severing our soul from our body.Tying our soul to our body with Blood Qi's soul/blood memory.Following a dying soul on its path to reincarnation and mimicking it.Arriving there, and utilizing the attachments of grudges to prevent "continuing" rebirth.?Cultivating?Activate the Blood Qi tie in our soul to reconnect with our body.Congrats, you got an ounce of the Qi of Reincarnation. Maybe. There's definitely other Qis involved in the cycle, we don't have a clue really.And any failure results in death.But, that doesn't do anything about the possibility of the cycle of reincarnation shattering a soul that resists it. We know too little, but it's a fun idea to think about if we want to use our Daos to leapfrog to one of the most fundamental powers that rules to an extent even the heavens themselves.That and it's a different fundamental realm and we don't know if any of the kinds of abilities we have would hold any sway or gravity there. We know they should given what we just learned about Rage and Lifeforce, but using it usefully in another realm, well we just don't know.Be a funny way to die tho.
>>5327241This is like BBEG 101 right here.>"Look Grandmaster, the demon beast attempting to usurp the very flow of souls! We need to get the gods to wake up and get down here to throw hands with it!"The cat that devours the wheel.I mean yeah it sounds cool but that would have to be something we do way way way way down the line. Fun food for thought but let's leave it there for now.
>>5327246Absolutely. If memory serves, Nascent Soul would be the minimum as our soul will have become ROBUST. With Origin Spirit or an equivalent making cultivating as just a soul basically free real estate. And with ideally some spells permitting soul stealth.We can learn about reincarnation safely through Blood Qi for the moment, so nothing ridiculous like reaching into a soul judgement vortex that doubles as a crucible of creation is needed.
So would it be possible to look through our own blood, our own reincarnation and genetic lineage, cherry pick the most powerful traits and aspects, distill them, and incorporate them into our cultivation as a reflection of a sort of Dao of Primal Memory?
>>5327349That's what I intended. To do so.
>>5327349>tfw force evolve opposable thumbs>ultimate power gained
>>5327379Imagine Huan having thumbs and her tail at the same time.Thousands of spells being cast in seconds.
>>5327419I imagine someone ambidextrous with enough skill and practice could gesture two separate spells simultaneously. Throw a tail into the mix just as capable and you got some wacky bullshit levels of multi-casting going on.Remember to always practice with both hands, people. You may not be born with it but you can absolutely train yourself to be ambidextrous.
>>5326687>Kill him! What does he think you are stupid! YOU GOT INCREDIBLY LUCKY! Only through quick thinking and grit were you able to use his own ridiculous strength and fury to beat him! Kill him while he can't fight back, when he's weak, AND THEN claim your winnings!>Seal everything that can be sealed.
>>5326884Adding to my vote>Try to seal/capture his soul, so no-one else can do to what he did to our other enemies.
>>5327349yeah I was thinking the whole "draw power from our ancestors" thing would be much more useful for a human, as the best we can hope for is some grumpy old mouser. Unless there were awakened beasts in our lineage as well?
>>5327667We're a descendant of a primordial beast aren't we? I'm pretty sure that's how we came to call ourselves the rightful princess of the wilds, as we're a descendant of that legacy.
Ending the vote now, Tallying the result. Happy 4th of july. Form a contract where his dao will be destroyed if broken. In exchange for complete non aggression, information, treasures, and techniques we will spare his life and provide stabilization healing. He is too valuable to kill.: 1"I bested you? No, you bested yourself! I just turned all of that ridiculous power of yours against you! Strength is worthless without the intelligence to use it! Reflect on your failings, and fill that empty head of yours with wisdom and cunning! Maybe then, in a thousand years, you'll have enough smarts to understand how a cat can defeat a lion!":2Kill him!:6-Put everything we can take from his body into one of our sealing pearls, so nothing can be wasted.:2-try to seal/ capture his soul:2If only you had understood the way of the wilds...:Praise his strength and skill, they were truly awe inspiring.:1So You'll kill Baoli-Wuyawang and then claim your prize. Update will arrive shortly
The Crow King's desperate pleas immediately bring you back down from the higher state you had attainted, severing your tie to enlightenment and the dao from how insulted his begging makes you. Not out of contempt for cowardice, its just common sense to know when your only chance of escape is turning tail and running or offering your neck in the hopes for mercy. Some creatures even freeze up and just allow themselves to die when they're cornered. No, anyone who would look down on someone or even go so far as to be angered by them possessing simple survival instincts, is held up too highly by lofty and simply unrealistic and nonsensical ideals! Its that he thinks you're stupid enough to trust the words of a cunning, conveying devil like himself. That's the oldest trick in the book, attacking when your opponent thinks you're no longer a threat. Its almost as instinctual as playing dead, and while there is a lot unnatural and just plain "wrong" about devils, they share at least one instinct with beasts like yourself. They're born opportunists. Even if he doesn't strike at you while your back is turned or ambush you as you relish and gloat in the satisfaction of not only taking a treasure from a king of hell but also humilating and defeating him despite the wide gap between your cultivated power and his natural brute strength, even if he lets you leave cordially and swears you'll suffer no repercussions for dragging his name and pride through the mud, Baoli-Wuyawang is precisely the kind of person who would plot your demise and the soiling of all your works mighty and small out of simple spite! He is fueled by hatred and enmity and his life span is much larger than yours, so he has plenty of time to lick his wounds, stew n his spite and plot your total destruction. And worse, he's not only powerful through brawn or Qi or skill or innate talent at killing, he's powerful through his connections, wealth and just plain stubbornness. The crow king ignored having his neck broken into a fine powder, simply to avenge an imagined slight. There's no telling what he'd be capable of to bring ruin to someone who forced him to grovel and kowtow and bang his head on the ground and publicly humiliate himself after being laughed at by his own family.The thought alone makes you shiver from an ethereal chill! Sure, you were more than lucky, expertly employing strategy and your ghostly feline style of soft martial arts to counter his berserker hard style and wildly destructive techniques and spells, but Baoli-Wuyawang is no simpleton. He'd be prepared for every technique, move and trick you used against him should you fight again. And he'd have every reason to seek out your enemies or any other means to see you brought as low as he has been made to meal. Should you let him recover. Should you allow him to win.Just defeating him, an opponent beyond your level, sneering down at you from a higher state, is a great accomplishment.Cont
>>5327782It'd have been like one of the five assassins you faced managing to bring you down, such things are simply so rare, it is either a sign of great fortune, divine favor or such supreme skill and talent that one can ignore the disparity between power, experience, and technique to fight on equal footing against foes who by every means should have reduced them to a red smear on the ground and rapidly fading memory with a single roll of their wrist. But to kill the same opponent, not only defeat them, is even greater. Such a deed would be an accolade worthy of your name, and help build your reputation amongst the denizens of the underworld and show them you are deserving of the respect you demand. That you are not some haughty child playing at being a princess, but true royalty and a true cultivator and the rightful heir to the legacy of the primordial wilds.Your disgust grimace turns into a smirk, as you come to a decision, and decided to kill the Crow King. He may have invited you here as a guest, but he is too dangerous to leave alive even if he hadn't just tried to brutally murder you to mend his bruised ego. So, with a flick of your wrist, swish of your tail and a single pounce, you pin the withered, aged and most importantly weakened demon king to the floor. And then bite down on his spine, piercing your fangs through his neck, tearing it apart as he lets out a defeated sigh, and then begins to chuckle as he gurgles on his blood, smiling almost in admiration as you shake him and try to sever his head from his shoulders."A sensible choice, lady Huanliuxue" He says drearily "If only my prior rivals and former masters were so shrewd as to realize the danger I present, simply by drawing breath. If our positions were reversed, you the powerful devil, and I the weak beast, I would've done the exact same. Honestly, if I must give my last breath and final words to speak anything, anything at all"He turns his head, to stare at you eyelessly."I admire your wariness and suspicion, and adore your brutality and Pragmatism. Your willingness to kill" He yammers on, wearily and woozily "All worthy of a devil. Haaah"His neck begins to tear, as you fur is soaked with his blood and his muscles rip at the seams as you struggle to pull his head off and bite through what's left of his neck."I may have lost, but I had a lot of fun. Hope to see you again, that's a promise, okay <3?" Are the last gurgled words that leave his lips before you rip his spine in half with a great effort and toss his head away. You shudder, feeling gross and dirtied as you watch his head bounce down into the pit, eyes twinkling with a sick delight as his smile seems to contort to laugh one last time before his flesh turns into a stinking, grey green muck. "Bleh" You snort, shacking your head as you walk away. Silence reigns, and you can feel the eyes of hundreds of demons who you saved from their host and master's rampage focused on you.Cont
>>5327785"A perfectly performed execution, master!" Qiang shouts, breaking the silence and ushering in a deafening storm of cheers as the crowd begins to shout and chant your name, and a title that was shouted by some nasally voice mole devil you walked by, he clapped his hands and bowed as you walked past and is now being roared by every servant and guest of the deceased King.Wuyashashou, Crow Killer (乌鸦杀手)And you have to admit, it has a nice ring to it. Smirking smugly, and lifting your chest proudly, you swagger up the tower to meet back up with your disciple, and the old devil you befriended, but you meet both halfway up, and the recently widowed queen who to your surprise is crying, truly crying and not merely pretending to, for her lost husband. The old crone crow sneers as Qiang cups her fists and bows"That was an incredible showing of skill, Lady Huanliuxue, I have never seen such masterful redirection and countering. Truly I am privileged to be you student, and even more honored to be your direct disciple in cultivation and first inheritor of your law" She says, more energetically and excitedly than you have ever heard her be, her eyes filled with stars as she beholds you with awe and unspoken devotion "Any assassin, any martial artist, no matter how blinded they are by the lies of the gods, would be humbled if they had witnessed your fight and victory against that monster"She snorts and once more, her beautiful face becomes sullen and gloomy."Tch, I couldn't stand being in his company, his presence alone made it feel like I was being impaled by a dozen swords. He had way too much bloodlust, it was overwhelming, crushing!" She complained snappily, leaning her head against her shoulder as she walked past you"I was just escorting this youngster to her prize, I may be old, but the guards should now well enough to obey me when I ask them to bring a lamb for this wolf to slaughter" The old woman cackles, rubbing her hands together as she glances between you and your disciple deliriously, clearly intoxicated by her continued survival and the death of her bastard of a son in law, ignoring her daughter completely "Do you need something to wash the taste of filth out of your mouth, kitty?""I wouldn't trust any drink offered to me by a demon, nor would I drink any water from the yellow springs" You answer with a smile, politely declining the offer "Now, were is my prize?"The former crow queen glares at you in disbelief "I'd call that greed, but you earned the right to boast. I think even your mother would've had trouble against that brat" The crow crone snickers, slipping her arms into the sleeves of her dress "And you will find it in Baoli's personal chest, take you pick of his treasures, I'm sure whoever has taken the position of treasurer or key jockey in the chaos of his death will be all too happy to allow you first choosing in the looting to follow"Cont
>>5327789"Hmph, how typical of devils" Qiang says with a roll of her eyes "No lasting loyalty or respect, wonder who will take that gruesome necklace of his""You're welcome to it" The Crow crone cackles, as she walks past you, pulling her daughter along by the ear so harshly it reddens from its pointed tip to its bottom "Hell, if you had the mind to, you and your master could take everything here, including that brat's old position if you had the desire to. It'll be sometime before any other lord of the underworld would even attempt to oust you from this seat. Well, you could take anything that doesn't go "Missing" Kwahaahahaha. But come child, let us find the prize your teacher demanded you be given, the king may be dead, but his promise remains and I am ALL too happy to fulfill it""Uh, where can I find the treasurer or key jockey? You didn't exactly tell me where they are, old bat!" You shout angrily at the old crow, annoyed that after saving her life and not only surviving, and not only winning a fight against an opponent at least a stage above you, but winning it with barely a scratch on you, that you wouldn't be lead to your well earned winning's on a golden palanquin with uncomfortable jade cushions! "Kwaha! Follow the sound of jangly keys, the scent of fresh spilled blood and desperation, a predator like you should be able to track down whoever has the keys now before they can pocket too many of Baoli's treasures" The crow crone laughs "If they have, I'll kill them" Qiang says bluntly, eyes half lidded and extremely bored as you lose sight of her and the crow woman in the crowd. You growl in irritation, stomping a paw and snarling as you sniff the air, and begin the hunt for whoever has the keys to the treasury._What Prize do you take, Huanliuxue?>A massive pearl of Crystalized Primordial Beast! enough for you to undergo further evolution as a Demonic Beast! Or share with your beastly disciples, so they all may evolve.>A Relic of the Old Era! A manual penned by Niu Bingwen, detailing the method an awakened beast may obtain a human form! Kept by the devils who ended his noble life>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor! >A black horned skull that radiates with enough Yin Qi to curse and haunt an entire region of the mortal realm simply by being within it!>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]>write in
>>5327792*Crystallized Primordial Beast essence
>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor.Let's go all-in on the blood dao. We just had a massive insight and this can help us make significant progress. Also, beast cores even ultra-rare ones can be found in other places. A second uncorrupted blood peach is giving s tiger wings.
>>5327792>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor!Very tough choice. We can probably find a way to take human form and evolve further another way though. Similarly we have a pretty good source of Ghostly Qi in the catacombs, while we have no reliable way to cultivate more pure blood Qi so far. I'll go with that.
>>5327792>Crow kings corpseOh I am having an immense difficulty deciding. We should really be looking towards our next breakthrough, but I also want something to enrich our temple. . Oh hell.>A second Sanguine Divine spirit peach We can use this to create a pure Blood Qi fountain to meditate in, deep below the temple.
>>5327813>>5327804Do you guys not what the crow kings body, with all of his delectable Qi rich blood?
We don't want him coming back. Give him a proper burial and maybe take one or two of his choice bits.
>>5327792>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor!>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]
>>5327792>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor!We can evolve or get human form on our own, but getting more pure blood qi is hard.I wonder if we can plant the peach/get seeds so we can have a tree.
>>5327792>>A massive pearl of Crystalized Primordial Beast! enough for you to undergo further evolution as a Demonic Beast! Or share with your beastly disciples, so they all may evolve.>>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]Both would probably synergize well with our newest blood qi options.
>>5327792>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor! >Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]
>>5327792>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor!>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]I can imagine what we'd write-in for equivalent treasures, but if we want our sect able to cultivate Blood Qi without going through hoops and battlefields this will be needed.
>>5327792>Crow Crone explicitly says "If you had a mind to... you could take everything here">Thinking.gif>Write-inI know it sounds weird, but... we might not actually have to choose. The former guards are currently trying to loot as much treasure as they can carry after their master's death, and we've been given express permission to take everything we want, up to and including Baoli's mantle. We don't have to plunder *everything*, but limiting ourselves to two treasures, when the whole palace is up on offer just seems... silly. All in favor of ... negotiating? Double or even triple-dipping? That shadow-government/non-aggression pact is still available, if we want to formally establish a base for ourselves in Hell...>>5327823The only thing that gives me pause about taking Baoli's corpse is pissing off his widow, who seems to be genuinely upset that he died. Even if she's not as strong as he was, having an upper rank demon noble pissed off at us is dangerous. We could always trade his corpse back to his family, if we perceive it has a lesser value than the other treasures.
>>5327931You know what, I felt these were exclusive as in a "what is actually there that we want" terms, but our victory is absolute and our greed is royal.Also the prompt doesn't even specify a limit! Clever Grandfather.>>5327792TAKE IT ALL>A massive pearl of Crystalized Primordial Beast! enough for you to undergo further evolution as a Demonic Beast! Or share with your beastly disciples, so they all may evolve.>A Relic of the Old Era! A manual penned by Niu Bingwen, detailing the method an awakened beast may obtain a human form! Kept by the devils who ended his noble life>A black horned skull that radiates with enough Yin Qi to curse and haunt an entire region of the mortal realm simply by being within it!>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor!>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse [can be taken with other options]
>>5327792>A Relic of the Old Era! A manual penned by Niu Bingwen, detailing the method an awakened beast may obtain a human form! Kept by the devils who ended his noble lifethis may help us a lot in the future
>>5327931I mean, if this is possible it has my support.
>>5328063It stands to reason.Defeating a king is akin to defeating a sect leader. For the moment, the treasury belongs to none. I hope Qiang picks up that necklace.
>>5327931I mean. . yeah, if it's possible I'll also support it.my vote is >>5327819the only issue may be trying to move it all, but we have bags of storage for that shit.LETS DO IT!
>>5327792>>5327931Support.Our royal greed must be satisfied.
>>5328116and by support it, I mean take it all.I'm just hoping this wasn't a "what's actually there" vote.Because if it isn't WHAT THE FUCK MAN, how does he have so much?!
>>5328125He's lived a long time and robbed a lot of people.
>>5327792>If we can, take it allOtherwise>Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse>A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor!
Ending the vote now. Tallying the result. A Second Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach! Ripe and uncorrupted, preserved in liquor.:9A massive pearl of Crystalized Primordial Beast! enough for you to undergo further evolution as a Demonic Beast! Or share with your beastly disciples, so they all may evolve:1Baoli-Wuyawang's corpse:8A Relic of the Old Era! A manual penned by Niu Bingwen, detailing the method an awakened beast may obtain a human form! Kept by the devils who ended his noble life:2A black horned skull that radiates with enough Yin Qi to curse and haunt an entire region of the mortal realm simply by being within it!: 1Take it all!: 7So you will try to take EVERYTHING you can of the late Crow King's possessions, including his corpse. But, if you're unable to, prioritize snatching the Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach....and the Crow King's corpse.Basically, you'll for sure receive the Peach and the Corpse, but you'll have a chance to take everything by overcoming a trial. Since I figure that's a fair way of dealing with thisUpdate will arrive shortly
>>5330045Honestly, with the remaining treasures, priority should goManual of Niu BingwenPearl of EssenceBlack horned skullKnowledge is more important than anything save our cultivation base. it's what we pass onto our sect.The beast core is tantalising and rare while the skull gives a massive amount of Yin Qi. . . which we already have at home.
It doesn't take you long to find your quarry, his stench is all too familiar to your nose and the poor, greedy miser has already been beaten so badly as to limp and stop to wince as his bruises and raw wounds rub against the now ruined fabric of the fine silk tunic and trouser he had bought for himself with money he didn't have. Yi Zhu, the pig spirit who can't learn his lesson and keep away from loansharks and suspicious lending agencies, you aren't surprised he'd risk his hide and life trying to enrich himself of the misfortune of his recently deceased patron, especially considering how poorly Baoli-Wuyawang treated him and how badly he abused him. Though, to be fair to the late crow king's memory, from what you've seen of the Greedy pig's lifestyle, his last benefactor treated him no better. Really, its more surprising he hasn't been butchered and served as dinner by one of the no doubt numerous hungry ghosts, devils, or earthbound spirits he has indepted himself to do, than it is that he has summoned up enough courage to end another life. Even if his brief valor was born of greed and self interest alone, rather than anything that'd be considered "Noble". Really, you respect him for being decisive and pouncing on the opportunity when it arose, it must've taken the coward a great effort to overcome his fear of death with his desire to fill his coinpurse.But that tiny bit of respect isn't enough to keep you from pouncing atop his back, and pinning him to the ground by his throat."Yi Zhuuuuu" You purr into his ear as he squeals and flails, crying pathetically but being too scared to form his pleas into proper words as you press a claw to the side of his neck "You aren't trying to steal from me are you? I would be heartbroken that you'd betray the trust we share so easily, and so readily forsake our relationship. You know, I have quite the taste for pork, Greedy Pig, and quite the appetite""W..w..what are you talking about?! Nothing you own is kept here! And even if it was, I'd never imagine to slight royalty, my princess!" Yi Zhu sobs as you press more your weight down upon his wounded back, taking in a deep breath of his scent, and the scent of the blood of whoever he killed to get the ring of key's clutched between his fat, stubby toe like fingers "Why I...I'd give my life to defend your property, if it was here and at risk of being looted like that smug bastard's wealth! Surely this must be a misunderstanding! I was...I'll lead you to his vaults! I won't touch anything until your satisified, take anything you want! He won't miss it now. Uh..uh remember, I got helped you grow! Advance! Evolve to a higher state! I risked my bacon to introduce you to Baoli and...and then you killed him...Oh merciful, beautiful demon, do not kill me! I'll be loyal, more loyal than I have been! I don't taste gooood! I eat trash and eat slop out of the gutter! I don't know what I've done to offend you princess, but I swear I'd never steal..."Cont
>>5330126"FOOL!" You snarl, smacking a paw against the back of his head, smashing his snout into the hard stone floor "Everything I see and desire is mine! Everything I want is MINE even if I don't own it yet! You may be a gluttonous Pig, Yi Zhu, but even your greed pales in comparison to the avarice of ROYALTY! A cat knows everything belongs to them by right of their birth, and I am the greatest cat to ever be born into the universe. You were trying to steal from me, by taking what I want! What I earned by deigning to fight in this sham of a tournament, to risk my life battling that lunatic you sold yourself to like a common whore, pig! I pity you, I truly do, Yi Zhu, but you bring all of your life's troubles and hardships upon yourself! If you would simply learn not to take more than you can hold, not to give your service to cruel masters or borrow money you can't pay back, you'd be much better off. But, here you are, making the same mistake of over-reaching, greedily snatching for more than you can hold, and where has it lead you, Yi Zhu?"You snap your jaws loudly next to his ears, making him squeal loudly and star shivering. Shaking your head, you lift your paws from his head and neck."You're lucky I'm merciful, and pity you enough to hope you'll learn your lesson and prove to be more than just a greedy pig" You say quietly "I remember what you've done for me, so I'll forgive this transgression, be grateful, for I wouldn't give such compassion if you hadn't already proven your worth to me by leading me to the opportunity that allowed me to become a Wild Princess. Now get up, dust off your clothes and wipe the tears from your eyes, You're going to lead me to my new possessions and if you're lucky I might even let you take a coin or two. Am I not a generous girl? Giving a gift so freely to a thief whose hand I just found in my purse""Of course my princess, you generosity is greater than the buddah's and your judgement wiser than King Yan's" He sniffles, eyes glistening with tears "This stupid pig forgot you rule over not only every grave upon earth, but what lies beneath them and what lies above them as well. This Foolish, idiotic pig will not make the same mistake twice""I would hope not, because even though my heart has softened and I've become somewhat virtuous, I only have so much pity and mercy to give" You say sweetly, brushing up against Yi Zhu as he tries to steady himself "Now, don't waste the life you took to get those keys for me, and lead me to the late king's vault. I'll be very cross if its broken into before I can see the treasures kept in it, let alone take my choice of them back to the world of the living"He stands slowly, back crooked from pain as he sniffles and nods, shuffling forward as you walk beside him with fierce eyes but a smile on your lips and a purr in your throat and belly. Cont
>>5330128It doesn't take you long for you to reach the treasury of Baoli-Wuyawang. There's a massive, golden gate blocking you from claiming your newest possession. It is a work of art in of itself, depicting numerous scenes of the day to day like of hell. It would be called horrific by most, but you find a certain charm in the reliefs of gruesome reliefs upon its surface. Of Crow Devil's feasting upon the eyes of the those poor unfortunate souls condemned to the Yellow Springs to atone for the sin's of their lives, with tiny pearls used to represent their eyes, which the carvings of the crow devils are feasting upon or are in the process of plucking out of their sockets. There are other monsters on the door, most of them kneeling before a titanic Baoli-Wuyawang in his true form, sat upon a throne of bones, mostly made out of spines and femurs with skulls at the end of its armrests, which are made of intertwined arm bones. Yi Zhu plods up to it, flicking through the keys and pushing aside the wings of the crow demon's carved on the door, reveal keyhole after keyhole as you stand alert, wary of any would be thief or brigand trailing you. "What's going on? Are we leaving yet?" Yujijiao hisses, her spectral head peeking out of your dimensonal gourd. Yi Zhu freezes as he sees her, beady eyes wide as dinner plates as she looks him over curiously"Can I eat him?" She asks, drooling already "Its been so long since I've had even a morsel of meat, and being a ghost has only made me all the hungrier""No. For some reason I feel sorry for him" You sigh, looking to Yi Zhu with a reassuring smile "Like how you feel sorry for a dim witted dog, who keeps running into a window thinking there's nothing there""Ah" Yujijiao says, noddingly knowingly as Yi Zhu hurries himself in opening the gates, going through more and more complex steps to reveal the last dozen or so Keyholes, moving around figures that were once lovingly embracing so one is ripping the throat of the other, taking pearls from the hands of Crow Devils to place them back in the heads they once belonged to, and lifting the carven Baoli-Wuyawang's wings so they are fully spread and open.And at last the lock clicks and the gates begin to slowly open themselves."Yujijiao, be a dear and make yourself useful. I need you fetch a corpse for me" You say casually as you wait for the golden gates to open completely "Make sure it isn't mutilated or cut into pieces, and don't keep it in your mouth, what venom you still have and the decay of your flesh will spoil it and drastically lower its quality. This will be your first duty as my disciple. I'll be certain to reward you with fresh meat when we get back to the mortal world, okay?""Of course, my elder" Yujijiao says, slithering compeltely out of your gourd to levitate back down the hallway you took to reach the vault of the late crow king.cont
>>5330130"Yi Zhu" You say as the gates open enough for you to slip inside "Stand guard and do whatever you have to keep out any curious passersby, no matter what their intentions are, I'll be only a moment"Taking a single step forward, you enter into a palace of silver, gold, and jade. It is like a heavenly palace, stolen into hell. Great statues of beautiful women, monstrous beasts and chimeric creatures grace the chamber, whose ceiling you cannot even see, that is so high up clouds have formed. Streams of steaming blood run down through the path paved with black jade and bones gilded with gold wires pressed into the shape of curses, obscenities and blasphemies against the heavens and mankind. Great piles of well organized bar of every valuable metal and slabs of gemstone were arrayed like towers, reaching high into the clouds of the chamber, some even had walls extending from the towers to wrap around them, with gaudy ceremonial armor made of rings of the same metal or gem. There were paintings and tapestries that moved, playing back scenes of torture, murder, execution, cannibalism, rape and crimes so dreadful they did not have names. Skulls, cast in gold, hung from the ceiling with black candles burning in the sockets of their eyes. Black feathered wings, bull horns, and scaled hides were hung from the walls like hunting trophies, with plaques reading the names of the devils they once belonged to beneath them. A vast spider web, with a skeletal hybrid between man and arachnid was strung out over the pathway, its empty eyes staring down at you as you looked up to it, noting the claw marks around all eight of its eyes. And beneath its shadow, underneath the canopy of its web, sat the true treasures of Baoli-Wuyawang, the priceless objects that he valued above all others. There were but a handful of pedestals, surrounded by spell arrays carved into the very floor.A black, horned skull that radiated such pure and dense Ghostly Yin Qi, it could curse and haunt an entire region of the human lands by its presence alone. A massive pearl of refined Primordial Beast essence, for it to be that large the essence would have to have been extracted from dozens of beast cores before it was refined into a ball a little smaller than your paw.A Manual who you know is priceless in heaven or earth just by the name of its author, Niu Bingwen, the heroic and Selfless awakened ox who you admire greatly. It is a terrible insult to the memory of one so noble and good that his work, whatever it may be, has been displayed as a trophy by those who took his life centuries ago.Your immediately forget to be angry for the slight against your people's illustrious history, as you see the forth item displayed. It is a glass bottle, secured with talismans and corpse wax. And inside of it, beneath the red sea of liquor. Sits a familiar fruit. A Sanguine divine spirit peach. Cont
>>5330131A treasure that takes a thousand years to grow a single fruit. And the only known source of Pure blood Qi that naturally occurs in any world. And this one...this is pure. Baoli-Wuyawang's ego truly was without peer, for him to keep such a cruel memento. There may have been more treasures deeper inside of the chamber, but upon seeing the peach, you couldn't stop yourself from taking it.By passing the magical traps and spells surrounding it by simply floating above them, but as you grabbed a hold of its neck, you glanced at the other treasures. First the Manual written by a hero your idolize, then the pearl made of the beast essence stolen from the cores of who knows how many of yours kinsfolk, and last the skull radiating enough Yin Qi to bring about a parade of a thousand hungry ghosts.You wanted it all. And you had killed the owner, so you could take it all. It wasn't even a crime, any cultivator would do the same if they were in your position! It was just common sense. Sure you gave a speech to Yi Zhu about royal avarice, but you just wanted to scare the pig, to make sure he wouldn't think about double crossing you or pocketing anything you decided you deserved to own! Even a priest would know better than to leave such treasures for others to take, even if they had no desire to use them and intended to destroy or seal them away.Wanting to take all of these treasures, couldn't be called an act of greed, it was just a sign of a sane and logical mind to take such powerful artifacts as one's own property.So you did that, with a clear conscience and no hesitation. This is just by the laws of the wild, man and heaven, though you don't care at all about the latter two. The victor takes the spoils! The weak are prey to the strong, and today you stand as the strongestBut then there's a squeal, and Yi Zhu bolts into the chamber, keys held tightly in his hand, and a new cut above his brow. He limps past you, huffing and puffing, before there's a thunderous bang and a cloud of black smoke rises from the entrance of the chamber"Huanliuxue! Save me!" He cries, clinging to your fur Encounter! Thieves in the Devil's Palace "ALL RIGHT BOYS! TIME TO TAKE WHAT WE'RE OWED!" A thuggish voice bellows as a broad shouldered figure steps into view, and you see a ox devil swagger into the chamber, dressed in the armor of Baoli-Wuyawang's guards, minus the crow feather black cape they all tend to wear "Centuries of being kicked around and mistreated, without anything to show for it besides scars and regrets. He didn't pay us! He didn't respect us! We were worth less than dog shit in his eyes! So lets leave him nothing to be buried with or to be remembered by, take all he had earned off of our backs and make our own destiny from the ashes of his!"You growl. The pills you took have been losing their effectiveness for sometime now, and you don't think your body could stand another boost like that so quickly after the first.
>>5330133And now there's a band...or rather a gang of loutish and wild demons stomping towards you, driven by a singular grudge against their employer who you just killed, and judging from how their leader slurs their words, drunker than that goddess who made that massive lake near your temple. They're all armored and armed and there are a lot of them.They begin looting the more mundane wealth of the crow king. Yi Zhu Cowers behind you, trying to hide behind your body as you sit calmly, watching the ruffians steal anything they can and vandalize anything they can't, laughing and cursing Baoli-Wuyawang's name. Some of them get rather creative in the desecration of the crow king's memory, in a brutish sort of way, like how a bear will defecate on its prey to keep anything else from wanting to eat it. You narrow your eyes as you try to figure out how to deal with these idiots without fighting, since you haven't recovered from your fight with Baoli-Wuyawang and were feeling the strain you had put upon your body. And there was certainly a lot of strain. How do you deal with the hoodlum demons, Huanliuxue?>Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.>You do not have the time nor patience to deal with a bunch of drunk morons and shameless buffoons. Kill them all to save yourself the trouble (Martial Trial. DC 80)>Grab your treasures, and try to sneak out of the vault (Stealth trial. DC 30. OR DC 70 and [good karma], if you don't leave Yi Zhu behind)>Why should you fight or run from a bunch of common bandits in the making? You're Huanliuxue dammit! Attempt to browbeat and intimidate them into becoming your underlings!>Write in
>>5330136>Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.If it goes bad, we can play for time until Yujijiao returns. She does have real combat ability, and she isn't exhausted
>>5330136>Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.>Why should you fight or run from a bunch of common bandits in the making? You're Huanliuxue dammit! Attempt to browbeat and intimidate them into becoming your underlings!Big stick diplomacy in action.
>>5330171I support the intimidation, but I dont want them as underlings.Fuck off demons.>Their leader seems less drunk than the others. Maybe he wants to bargain or threatened to leave us alone.
>>5330136Seconding >>5330179. As someone who just killed a demon king, we should have our pick of the litter when it comes to potential minions. The only real value these guys might have to us is for more intel on the crows and their inner workings-- or else as spies, depending on what they plan to do in the future. Either way, we don't need to recruit them right now, if at all.>Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.Also, we still have that miraculous healing pill in our mouth, right? Can we pop that now, just in case it *does* come out in a fight?
>>5330179I agree, I was just too lazy to delete the last line.I also think we don't need to bargain with the leader, unless all he ask is any treasure thavt is not one of those 4. Try to open with diplomacy. If he doesn't agree than go for intimidation and show of strength.
>>5330133It's interesting to note that Baoli as a ruler was mostly a hoarder. Thankfully our character knows better the meaning of wealth to a ruler.>>5330136>Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.I would honestly rather kill them, but they had a shit ruler and rather than relying on fear of us we can say we're here to take what we're owed, too. Which is true. We can commiserate that it's nice to see the hoard of a Thief King get what is deserved.As I see it all we would be asking for is that they not kill our pig while we're doing that, as enjoyable as it would be. We understand, truly.Further, we're exerted but we're healed. We can act like we're ready to fight, because technically we are, but also to show that the fight hasn't spent us. If he thinks that's a bluff we can "negotiate" by telling him demons do dumb things when they sense supposed weakness when what is being shown is in reality a well practiced feint, a natural and truly simple deception. And a demon who can't believe the differences might try fighting them in their own arena to show off, for example.A pile or two of precious metals and one of the good tapestries for a memento would be nice to add to our shopping list now that we're here, if they haven't pissed on them or worse.
>>5330136>>5330242Somehow I forget to say we should be negotiating they take a large pension, or die. Because that's fair. And because if they want to make something of themselves in hell with what they're "earning" here they'll need to live. We're very logical, indeed. The fairest.Obviously they're not here just for money, but to wreak a little bit of revenge on items, statues, and hanging carpets. It's kind of incredibly pathetic and a waste, but given their service to Baoli I doubt they're in a listening mood for criticism. So... commiserate in spite, but don't back down from what's ours, which includes Zhu.
Frankly I don't care if they take the wealth so long as we make sure we get the actual treasures. Gems and gold hold no value above how decorated they can make our property. We can get all of our necessities without it. As for the junk like statues and sculptures, who cares if they beat them up? They aren't our history. Though maybe taking a relief of Baoli as a memento of our victory would be nice, it's not really necessary. Worst comes to we can just play keep away and lead them into traps that are undoubtedly sitting around here. Even if we aren't at 100% these likely horrifically dangerous traps are.
>>5330136>Why should you fight or run from a bunch of common bandits in the making? You're Huanliuxue dammit! Attempt to browbeat and intimidate them into becoming your underlings!The only choice
>>5330136>Write in>Just take the four treasures in our gourd, then walk out. We have no business with them, and they should have none with us. I do not care for the riches in here, or the statues and other baubles. I'm fairly certain these four artefacts are more valuable then everything else in here, if we can get them then we can walk away happy. Meanwhile these demons want reparations for their bad treatment? Let them take it. What business of ours is it? If they have a problem with that then a little intimidation should make them think twice. Make sure Yi Zhu walk out of here intact too, if possible.
Since we know what us and our sect are gonna do with the Manual of Niu Bingwen & Peach, and I presume we're going to use the Pearl of Essence on ourselves, what are we going to do with the Black Skull? Just set it up in our catacomb cultivation chamber?It's the most mysterious of these things, and I doubt something this cursed died without leaving more behind. Because if it starts talking, oh boy. Aside from being a great potential cultivation aid for disciples in our Law that have passed Severing Soul and Vessel, of course. Given its nature, if we don't want it solely as a cultivation aid we could use it to forge a superb artifact or bolster our current Guqin. Or carry it around with us as a secondary source hidden in our gourd to be utilized just in case, or anything more creative than that. Thoughts, ideas?
>>5330984Also, I've belatedly realized we haven't named the Foundation Establishment Rank 3 we acquired when we incorporated Pure Blood Qi, and it seems like we should've because its allowed such an explosion of techniques using our Law's first Qi. So it feels to be worthy of a name.
>>5330984Too bad the peach has been preserved. Probably killed any seeds in it. Can't even replant it. Very unfortunate.
>>5330136>Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.
>>5330984I could be wrong about this, but I was under the impression that we were sort of running low of good sources of Yin Qi. The main reason we went deeper into the mountain and fought the ghostly noble, IIRC, is that the upper level was no longer satisfying our needs. Even if it's nowhere near as rare as something like pure Blood Qi, having a powerful source of it will still help our cultivation. That said, I can think of a few necromancy options that might be interesting-- once we figure out what the skull is from, so we don't accidentally unleash an ancient evil.>>5331093Maybe, maybe not. This is a magic fruit that's still good to eat after a thousand years, so all bets are off how viable the seeds are; unless QM explicitly confirms it won't work, growing a pure Blood peach tree is still on the table.
>>5331330I wonder if we can use the liquor to make pills, surely it must be infused with some of the peach's power after so long
>>5331330We arent running low on good sources. We are at level 3 of 9 in the tomb of the forgotten king. We can still go further and further down, feed on more and more powerful ghosts. The skull is simply a very potent source of Yin Qi.
>>5331340But the skull would allow us to be more powerful to take on those levels than we would be otherwise.
the obvious place for this skull is at the head of our throne in our nether court/cultivation chamber
>>5331466>not an oversized necklaceBonus points if we ever take on a human form so then people will be meeting empty eye sockets judging the shit out of them if they stare at our tits.Nah the real place is in a meditation chamber so any of the students we have in the future can acquaint themselves with big yin energy before crypt diving. Don't need dumb kids stopping their hearts trying to fuck with ghosts unprepared.
>>5331806But anon, the throne room is the cultivation chamber.Let other cultivator of lesser laws sit in their cushions, a Ruler of the Great Wheel should meditate on something more fitting of their station.
>>5331806I don't think Huanliuxue, if she ever did bother with a human form for a while, would have large boobs. Cats don't have them, after all, and they'd get in the way a lotI also think, uh, the skull is way more yin qi than a novice could handle. It says it could curse a whole region, after all
>>5331834Throne rooms are for hearing official pleas and ceremonies, they serve no other function than looking important and expensive. Also thrones are not ergonomic and therefore not suited for long periods of seated posture, ironically enough. This makes them bad for long meditation. Last thing you need is to make a breakthrough and come back to back pain. Yeesh.>>5331838>implying that people can't enjoy staring at small titsAnd it's not like we'd be having the students step up and slurp some of that dank qi from the skull, just walk in, stand around for a bit and go get a warm tea so they don't die. The actual meditation is for us or the advanced students. Or just for half-dead homies to hang out in. Who knows. I don't.
>>5331857Well, that explains why cinema seats always hurt like hell and the end of the movie.Anyway, our cultivation room (not the one for everyone else) is already a throne room, sincr we took it over from the last ghost lord of the level, and we do ceremonies and pleas in it, with the ghost coming to bow and get their worries sucked away, and our servants standing by our sides.Maybe we could do a bit of redecorating when we get back, we should have enough treasures for it. Would putting a source o blood qi help because we are attuned to it, or mess it up because it's yang and death is qi? Maybe if we set up the death qi like bones and the blood qi like blood vessels, and position the treasures in some places to mimic the meridians, we can make it become harmonious like our dual nature.
>>5331838Cats do have teats. But I think that would manifest with small to medium teats due to accumulated point. But yeah, probably small to ensure that they dont get in the way of our usual acrobatics.I'm not going to go into the logistics and benefits of big tits for our human form. It's a rabbit hole I don't want to go down.Still, the skull makes for a something we cant wear without killing people via radius.
Ending the vote now, tallying the result.Their leader seems less intoxicated than the rest. Maybe he'll be reasonable and realize its a bad idea to try and steal from someone who just killed their boss, or at least be willing to bargain.:6Why should you fight or run from a bunch of common bandits in the making? You're Huanliuxue dammit! Attempt to browbeat and intimidate them into becoming your underlings!:2Just take the four treasures in our gourd, then walk out. We have no business with them, and they should have none with us.:1So realizing the owner seems less drunk than the rabble, you'll approach him to see if is also more reasonable, and can be convinced, bargained with or threatened to allow you to leave with your prizes.Update will arrive shortly.
And that isn't mentioning how much your head is swimming from the wine fumes on these hooligan's breathe, its just awful and they're filling the whole treasury with that horrid stench. How humans can drink alcohol, you'll never know, just smelling it burns your nose and makes your eyes water. However, while they're all clearly well and truly drunk after whatever kinds of wine they make in hell, not all of them are stumbling over themselves as steal, ransack, and vandalize all their hands can reach. Their eyes aren't so clouded and distance, and they walk with as much poise and grace as lowborn crooks are capable of as they belch and stumble their way deeper and deeper into the vault, smearing the filth and grim off their callused hands on fine silk tapestries and robes with one hand as they pluck gems from the ground and raise them to their squinting eyes with the other. A few stumble in the streams of blood, some collapse upon the miniature forts and walls made from the late crow king's truly massive wealth. But those with not so much booze in them to completely drown and kill their senses, reach for the weapons kept in storage here, arming themselves with much higher quality steel. You can only see this going one way, and it isn't a peacefully meeting beginning with polite greenings and ending with well wishes and promises to meet eachother again someday. Even the sober among them are so piss drunk that dealing with them directly will be a truly monuments task, they want to cause trouble and pick a fight just as much as they want to take what they believe is owed to them while also desecrating the memory of their leader who they were too weak and cowardly to challenge while he was still alive to kick them around and treat them like the dirt beneath his shoes. Well, except for one of them. Their leader who just gave the speech that incited the rest of these goons to start looting and making a mess of this resplendent treasury in an effort to steal all of it before bigger and meaner devils could come to pick from the corpse of Baoli-Wuyawang's kingdom. He is nearly completely sober, even carrying a gourd full of the foulest and strongest smelling wine you've ever had the displeasure of sharing a room with. He's acting drunker than he is, to fit in with his followers. He's smarter than they are, more cunning, cunning enough to realize the soberest man gets his choice of prizes while the drunk morons just grab whatever is closest to them when they fall on their faces or looks the most valuable to their booze soaked eyes.He isn't here for money. He's here for power. Which makes him more troublesome than all of the idiots hurling insults and curses to the skies and their lunch soaked in bitter dark wine to the floor. Still, he's at least somewhere close to sober, judging from his gait and occasional hiccup. Not completely but also nowhere near as drunk as all the rest.cont
>>5332525Maybe he's still sober enough to be reasonable or at least not notice how exhausted and worn out you are after the truly titanic effort it took to beat his former boss and turn him to a corpse, and hopefully not so ambitious as to risk his life in pursuit of the power he seeks amongst the relics or stupid enough to not recognize the true treasures kept in the vault. Which you are carrying with you as you approach him confidently and arrogantly, with Yi Zhu clinging to your back, whining as you get closer to the brute of a bull devil. He lifts up his gourd filled with wine to take a long draw from it, and pauses as it reaches his lips, as while his plastered underlings form a rough protective wall against them, stumbling into place to form a unsteady bulwark, some holding ceremonial scepters, wands and staffs instead of weapons and all of them wearing at least one piece of gaudy jewelry. The Head of this drunken pack narrows his eyes as you strut towards him, taking a long and deep gulp of his wine and sighing as you stop four paces in front of his defenders, who raise their weapons threateningly towards you or where their blurred vision places one of the three of you they can see."Haaah" The bull demon breathes out, wiping his mouth and face with his wine drinking hand, while his other reaches for the Dao still sheathed at his hip "Well, this is unexpected, isn't it boys. Didn't think a princess would debase herself performing peasant work? Don't you have servants to command? Surely one of them would be happy to fetch whatever you're looking for down here in my treasury on silk cushion atop a silver platter. And, now I think about it, isn't it unfair that you get to win the glory and the wealth? Surely even royalty such as yourself would be satisfied with the renown you've earned yourself today, eh lil Wuyashashou? Do you really want to pick a fight over a bunch of baubles? You must be wealthy already, let the poor take their piece instead of hogging it all to yourself. Unless you really are as much of a battle maniac as the old king, step aside and let me and my men take what is ours"So that's the angle he's going for? Inspiring his men by presenting you as greedy woman out to steal the little cash they can earn? You doubt morale would keep if a fight did break out, but it would be enough to get them to fight to begin with, with their fears drenched in wine and being already so emboldened by it and all of the wealth before them just waiting to be taken.Cont
>>5332527What do you say to the Bull Devil Leader, Huanliuxue?>You can have all that's here, I've already taken the prize I was promised, so step out of my way and let me leave without further issue or else draw my ire and earn my claws, scum. I have no quarrel with you, unless you want to pick a fight and join your master in death. In fact, I can even help ensure you KEEP what you take from here, rather than lose it and your lives the moment you leave...>Are you really stupid enough to think these drunks would be able to stop me if I chose to kill you? Are you willing to stake everything on one throw, and try to threaten the Great Huanliuxue and audaciously demand I step aside and forfeit my possessions? I'd say you're courting death, but I'd do much worse than kill you if you so much as raised a hand towards me>Lets chop nails and sever iron. Hows about we make a trade? I give you one of these treasures, and you remove yourself from my sight immediately. I am tired and lacking patience, so it'll be best if we part amicably so I can leave this pit you call a home and you can make the power grab you're planning, deal?>I'll ignore your tone, and give you some friendly advise. You aren't going to find anything that will make you as strong as Baoli-Wuyawang was here, nor will you find anything that can give you a talent to match my own. Is there something here that'll make you stronger? Yes, but nothing that could make you stand as tall as he did. You've got bravado, but you should focus on training, rather than picking fights you can't win.>write in
>>5332529>I'm in a good mood after defeating Baoli without even a scratch, so I'll let ignore your attempt at bravado. I have already picked the treasures worthy of my station, so you can feel free to loot this place, so merely step aside and let me and my servants pass.>Let me give you an advice: Artifacts, talismans and pills are to be aids in cultivation, not a crutch for power. And try to not challenge those that are stronger than you, fortune does not always favor the bold.
>>5332529I support >>5332536 but I will add this before we give him the advice.>Your men are drunk and care nothing for you, who stand behind them. If I have punched above my stage and faced a true master of sorcery and the martial way, then what use are these fools that see three of me rather than one. One Huanliuxue is enough to topple the Crow king, what damage can three do? Are so many of you willing to die so that your allies can enjoy the spoils?Just really underscore the threat. The wise man has his minions worthlessness restated, the minions are told that they can't spend money if they are dead.
>>5332527>down here in my treasuryAh, corpses and their jokes. A match made in soil.What I'm getting as the bigger risk is if we stall or fight too long then multiple stronger devils will arrive for the looting. Any genuine contemporaries of Baoli would be strong, and that's not counting any outside of his "kingdom" and what'll happen when they get here. So, a fast resolution is probably best.>>5332529How about a bit of using his own words against him, eh? Putting a shred of doubt into his drunkards.>write in>How right you are! It would be truly unfair for me to take the statues and carpets and weapons and ingots and coins and ceiling lanterns and trophies and jewels, and I would not even think of it. Why, some of it no doubt came directly from your own pockets! And I cannot stain my victory with the ingraciousness of a greedy ruler. You and your men should have this as the Violent Crow King's final comeuppance! The four treasures are what was promised to me upon the condition of winning that sham of a tournament, only Baoli had not intended to lose his life- and he begged for it. To me. So I will have my promised reward. The vast amount of wealth, of this quality and nature, belongs in hell. Unless another, today, will discover that the desires of a devil can utterly exceed their ability.which we can slide into addressing the bull demon directly>I'll ignore your tone, and give you some friendly advise. You aren't going to find anything that will make you as strong as Baoli-Wuyawang was here, nor will you find anything that can give you a talent to match my own. Is there something here that'll make you stronger? Yes, but nothing that could make you stand as tall as he did. You've got bravado, but you should focus on training, rather than picking fights you can't win.So an implicit agreement with bit of a bluff and a truthy lie and a real threat, given that the demons here weren't around for our private conversations. This should put a rift between the desires of their commander and the men, even a drunk devil can figure out that getting everything they wanted without a fight is better than starting a fight they can lose.Strategically however if most of the physical wealth stays here and we don't stuff it into our gourd the devils will be fighting over it for a good bit, and my instincts tell me we want them to have something to fight over.
>>5332558By "four treasures" I means the manual, pearl, skull, and peach. but phrasing it this way is for the bull demon to comprehend that we're not giving them up.
>>5332536>>5332557Y'know what, +1 for that unanimity.May the cycle grant us golden karma.
Ending the vote now, tallying the result. Going to be starting a new thread. Gonna try to update more regularly I'm in a good mood after defeating Baoli without even a scratch, so I'll let ignore your attempt at bravado....Let me give you an advice: Artifacts, talismans and pills are to be aids in cultivation, not a crutch for power...:7-Your men are drunk and care nothing for you, who stand behind them....:4How right you are! It would be truly unfair for me to take the statues and carpets and weapons and ingots and coins and ceiling lanterns and trophies and jewels....:1I'll ignore your tone, and give you some friendly advise. You aren't going to find anything that will make you as strong as Baoli-Wuyawang was here, nor will you find anything that can give you a talent to match my own. Is there something here that'll make you stronger? Yes, but nothing that could make you stand as tall as he did. You've got bravado, but you should focus on training, rather than picking fights you can't win.:1So you will tell the Bull devil and his cronies "'m in a good mood after defeating Baoli without even a scratch, so I'll let ignore your attempt at bravado. I have already picked the treasures worthy of my station, so you can feel free to loot this place, so merely step aside and let me and my servants pass."then"Your men are drunk and care nothing for you, who stand behind them. If I have punched above my stage and faced a true master of sorcery and the martial way, then what use are these fools that see three of me rather than one. One Huanliuxue is enough to topple the Crow king, what damage can three do? Are so many of you willing to die so that your allies can enjoy the spoils?"and finally"Let me give you an advice: Artifacts, talismans and pills are to be aids in cultivation, not a crutch for power. And try to not challenge those that are stronger than you, fortune does not always favor the bold."New thread will arrive shortly
>>5334502New thread, migrate over