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You are the supremely talented Demonic Beast, blessed with boundless potential, intellect and beauty, Huanliuxue (欢流血, Happy Bloodshed/ Happy to Shed Blood), the inheritor of the legacy of the primordial wilderness, founder of the the Ruler of the Great Wheel's Law(统治者的这重大轮回法律, Tǒngzhìzhědīzhèzhòngdàlúnhuífǎlǜ) Cultivation method and the heretical Palace of Natural Laws (宫殿的野生彝宪, Gōngdiàndīyěshēngyíxiàn) sect. You are also the youngest daughter of the Toad witch Hao Lianduye [莲毒液, Lotus Venom], born as Hao Lifen, and known to you and everyone else as Monu or simply Granny Monu. Her elder daughter and your sister is the late snow fox Xuebai, who you have come to learn from the short time you've spent in her company is more mischievous than even foxes have any right to be.

Having traveled to the underworld with her and one of your foremost Disciples, Ping of the cursed arm, to both collect the items you commissioned from the hermit weaver Heizhizhu (黑蜘蛛, Dark Spider) Anjing-Yinshi (安靜-隐士, Quiet Hermit), and presenting Ping to an audience offered to him by the ancient alchemists and heretical sages of lore, you returned to the world of the living and were pleased to find that Feiqing had both entered the foundation establishment stage like Fu and Ping before him and finished the throne you asked him to carve out of the massive slab of stellar jade you had found fallen out of the sky in the primordial wilderness ages ago. Unfortunately, not all was well, as while you were in hell, you decided to be nice to Anjing, as she is your cherish friend and spend your visit with her reading mushy gushy romance novels. A number of which she entrusted to your care, loaning them to you even though you thought the more macabre and bloody romances enjoyed by the rest of hells denizens would've been far more entertaining.

And your mother found one of them while you were praising Feiqing, and chose to tease you, her beloved daughter, in her own smotheringly affectionate manner, deciding that your "Interest" in such things was a sign you were growing up. Even though as a cat, you were already fully grown, even if the number of your years were quite small for a human.

Luckily you were able to stop her before she embarrassed you in front of the rest of your sect, though you had to endure her smug smile as she teased you over the book and tried to give you a talk about the birds and the bees with such an amused look on her face that it looked like she was actually glowing as she messed with you. Deciding you'd get revenge for your mother's teasing once you found something that even the Shameless Monu was embarrassed by, you stalked back to Feiqing.

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Who looked just a little too amused by the chaos he had just witnessed, so for good measure you gently smacked him on the head, making sure to not extend your claws and strike him with the pad of your paw.

"I take that to be an order of silence?" He asked meekly, rubbing the spot you struck as you sat on your haunches before him, unleashing a withering gaze upon him "I see why you wouldn't want word to get out of your interests, that books, while a fantastic read, would do much to lower the fearsome reputation you have earned amongst your students and supplicants. Perhaps we may discuss it in private sometime? The only ones who read that old story were the maids of the imperial palace and...for obvious reasons, they avoided me like a small pox plague!"

"I haven't read it" You barked, which was the truth, you'd only been recommend that book by Anjing as the "Foundation of modern romance" and you couldn't say no to her eight eyes sparkling with glee, though you did take a peak past the cover while you were waiting for Ping's lecture to be finished "And really, the more I learn about your tragic past, the sadder I become, my dear disicple"

"It is the lot in life the gods gave me" He mused, turning away as he ran a hand over his ape like face, his shame of it making the atmosphere of his room awkward and stilted "To be thought of as a beast or monster, when I am but a man with a lonely heart"

"Have you ever thought about taking up poetry?" You asked, trying to lift his spirits as you hid the gift you intended to give him on your tail, the Bangle of the Great Forge Devil. The bat winged shaped bangle, forged of magic copper and demonic iron, once belonged to the very devil that created the desolation Feiqing traveled to to break his bottleneck with the strange metals that still remained there. He found large vein of meteorite iron, if you recall, which made him far stronger than he was when he first ventured into the wastes.

Though you won the bangle from your wisely placed bets during the crow king's tournament, you knew that it held secrets beyond what you were told when you collected it. Feiqing, with the iron he has infused into himself, has little need for a trinket that can help him endure the forges heat though its supreme level of fire resistance should prove handy to him anyways. But you believe those secrets and its true potential could be unlocked by a smith, especially one of Feiqing's incredible talent.

"Oh I did. But my patrons ran away screaming when they came to meet me in person" He sighs, shuffling to his drawers of trinkets and personal belongs "I could show you some of my works I was able to gather when I fled the capital when the former emperor was nearly killed the first time"

"In exchange for a gift perhaps?" You cackle as you flick your tail and hold it over his head. Feiqing's small eyes bulge open as he beholds the majesty of the artifact hoisted above him, and you notice a twinkle of recognition in his eyes
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>>5698976

"Lady Huanliuxue, this humble smith is unworthy of such a gift" He muttered quietly, understanding immediately the immensity of the treasure dangling before his

"Then consider it, my humble artisan, a prize and a challenge for making me such a lovely throne" You huff, not wishing to play the game of etiquette now "It holds secrets I cannot unlock, but the great forge devil and you are both smiths by trade, surely if there is anyone beneath the heavens that can unlock its true power, it'd be the great Feiqing, student of the great Huanliuxue!"

"I half expected you to say "I know talent when I see it, boy"" Feiqing meekly chortled as he dared to reach for the bangle "But this is quite the responsibility you have hoisted upon me"

"I haven't become my mother yet" You snort with a haughty pout "And I expect my disciples to accomplish great things, all of you. Otherwise you aren't worthy of the title. Take the bracelet Feiqing, stop wasting time with courtesy and snatch it! I already gave you the journal of that legendary smith, why not take the property of a dead devil general as well! You've earned it when I chose you as my student, after all! Be proud!"

He bowed his head, and thought for a long moment, before carefully, gingerly tugging and pulling the bangle off of your tail, trying to not pull a single hair from your hide. An effort you appreciate greatly.

You watch him, as like a kitten finding its tail for the first time, he inspects the bangle, running his forge scarred, callused fingers along its blood red and pitch black surface, admiring its inner light as it casts his hands and face in a deep crimson shadow. Then like a gardener plucking a blossom from thorns, his meaty fingers trace around the various charms hanging from it. The length of fiery red hair that is nearly as lustrous and breathtaking as your own when you're human, sparks flying between it and his finger tips before he moves onto the blackened bone.

Then he pauses and lifts up the curious piece of carved waxy jade, that seamlessly shifted from murky brown, to abyssal black to fiery red, shaped in the image of a fearsome, horned devil surrounded by flame. His fingers shot back to the piece of hair and his eyes narrowed in deep contemplation as sparks shot once more between his hand and the bangle

"Curious" he whispered "A piece of the forge devil himself"

Then, loping with all the grace of an a gorilla, he strode over to his bookshelf and plucked the ancient text, Last Will of a Heaven's defying Smith (最后遗嘱的一个天 违拗工匠, Zuìhòuyízhǔdīyīgetiānwéi'àogōngjiàng), and sat down on the floor, the bangle in one hand as he used to other to nearly tear open the priceless manual. And at that, you knew he was lost to the rest of the world for the time being. it was almost cute seeing him so consumed by his interest, that you were tempted to just lay down and watch him study and meditate.
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>>5698977

But that whimsical thought reminded you that you had studies of your own to see to.

You had been so busy rearing your students and building up your sect, you had barely given any time to your own development. And now with your cultivation throne finished and quite a few artifacts and materials that'd be perfect in your cultivation chamber as part of an array, you decided now was the time to bury your nose back into dusty books and scrolls, in preparation of cultivating.

After all, meditating in the crypt and cultivating atop graves always seemed to end with you waking up years after you sat down to hold court among the accursed and maddened dead. So it stands to reason you should cram as much research and insights as you can into your skull before you bury yourself again.

And what better text to pursue than the Beast Saint Doctrine (野兽圣教理, Yěshòushèngjiàolǐ)? Part of your inheritance as a wild princess and heiress of imperial beastdom! You've already studied the manual once before, and put into practice some of the forgotten martial techniques preserved within it upon Anjing's more feral and worthless siblings, whom you slaughtered like the pack of wild dogs they were, which lead you to meeting The assassin Heizhizhu (黑蜘蛛, Dark Spider) Bāmóushā (八谋杀 , Eight Murders), one of her elder brothers, whom after a brief tussle you parted on good terms, and with quite a few of his arms in your possession. Which you still needed to decide if you were going to do anything with besides keep as a grisly trophy. Maybe Monu could figure out what to do with it, once she was finished cutting up the Crow King's stinking carcass.

Mental training. DC 82. Best out of four. Can spend a portion of your +400 bonus

And once this roll is done, we'll move onto the cultivation roll, which will be altered by the materials/artifacts you use in it, IE: The throne, the black horned skull...etc
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Rolled 12 (1d100)

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Rolled 72 (1d100)

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Rolled 59 (1d100)

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Rolled 39 (1d100)

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>>5698979
Looks like we're gonna have to spend some of our points, if we can after rolling
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>>5698984
So that'll be a failure by exactly 10, unless you want to spend some of your training/ cultivation bonus.

Which will be decided in a lightning round of voting, since I really do wanna pick up the pace for this quest.

>>5698994
You can if you want.

This vote will last for an hour unless there's an obvious winner sooner.

>No, take the failure

>Yes, Spend exactly 10 of the bonus to succeed

>Yes, Custom amount
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>>5698995
>Yes, Custom amount

I say we spend 28 points so we get a 100 for this
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>>5698995
Might need to extend the lightning round to two hours, unless more votes come in, since it'd be unfair to proceed with only one imo
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>>5698997
supporting, if only to keep the pace up rather than arguing since the real debate will be over cultivating.
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>>5698997
>Yes, Spend exactly 10 of the bonus to succeed
I'm fine with expending some of our bonus to pass the check, but I feel like we might be getting a little too lost-in-the-weeds by trying to proc some numerology-based benefit on every roll.
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>>5698997
Supporting
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>>5699012
We get benefit for every 10 over the DC, this is no numerology.
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>>5699015
DC is 82. By that logic, we are wasting 8 points by rounding it up to 100, instead of 102 (20 over DC).
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>>5698995
>Yes, Spend exactly 10 of the bonus to succeed
I would rather use the number int he cultuvation roll itself.
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>>5698997
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>>5699014
Alright so you'll raise the failure to a success of 10 over DC and at a clean 100.

Sorry for taking awhile past the 1 hour mark, just went trawling through the previous threads to see what was the highest roll Huan had made for...reasons and to double check how many karma points she had, also for reasons.

This will leave you with a bonus, before other modifiers of 372.

Update will arrive shortly
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>>5699027
+28 points gives us 110, not 100
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>>5699016
Dammit, you're right
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Finding a lonesome and remote chamber of your sect, away from the comfort of your personal chambers that may lull you to sleep or any distractions that might draw you away from your studies, you set the ancient manual of the Beast Saint Doctrine (野兽圣教理, Yěshòushèngjiàolǐ) your distant inheritance left by the first magical beast betrayed by their fellow daoist when the Five Wise Immortal sages (五哲仙哲, Wǔzhéxiānzhé) the strongest students of the Five Colors emperor, betrayed their duty in favor of their ambition to rule the heavens and the mortal realms, erasing history and marking ascended beasts as demons worthy of only slaughter

Just thinking of their treachery makes your blood boil, so you do not dwell on the history of the priceless, irreplaceable treasure you've set in front of your paws as your curl into a corner of a storage room lit by the false ghost lights you've generated around yourself, lighting the dusty room with pale blue light as they bob around and flit about like so many fire flies. Last time you opened this heavenly artifact, you studied the lost techniques of your forebears, learning portions of their martial styles and adapting their moves and stances to fit in with your own ethereal feline martial arts. Which was quite the challenge considering you have two bodies and thus two forms of that ghostly martial art to adapt to. And while you had thought to research the magical traditions and long forgotten sorceries of your bestial predecessors, you've realized, despite you attaining of human knowledge and your ownership of the lost records and buried histories of Ascended Animals, you know next to nothing of the process of Bestial evolution, despite knowing more than anyone alive or dead but not yet born again knows of how Beasts awaken their intellect and being the foremost expert on the curious ability of True awakening, where beasts gain to ability to freely shift their shape between their natural form and a human appearance, though you can't claim to be the only one who achieved that level of enlightenment by simply realizing their is little that separates civilized man and beast, since the Geges had managed to grasp it not too long ago

And that gap in your knowledge, that missing piece of expertise in the nature of demonic beasts, is something you desperately wish to fill and find! Since it is your birthright to rule over all beasts and eventually all mankind as well, living or dead, to not know such an important part of your kind's existence is shamefully! Utterly shameful! It'd be like a ruler not knowing the borders of his lands, or the geography within, or the position and population of its city and villages, nor the demeanor and way of life of their inhabitants! To not know it would be like to claim rulership of a land you've never seen with your own eyes, to proclaim dominion of a people you do not protect and shield from the evils of the world

It'd be plain and shameful show of hubris!
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>>5699088

so you decided to study this mysterious occurrence that you've already undergone once before. How a beast's body can shift, change, adapt, grow stronger and gain mysterious and just plain bizarre powers. The only time you have evolved, you did so by refining the very essence of your soul with the Ghostly Yin Qi of hungry ghosts and devils, empowering your lifeforce with its anthesis and growing your soul by draining the essences of others. And your body was forced to adapt to contain the larger spirit that was now tied to it and grow stronger and more durable due to your souls increased and deepened Yin energy and alignment. An alignment you only deepened when you refined your very being when you were reduced to a puddle of blood and grudge energy when you challenged the authority of the proud heavens and tricked those witless gods like they were idiot children.

Hours pass as you read the dry and plainly written treatises explaining Demonic Beast Evolution. You had not realized that your kinsmen could be so formal, and painfully so. This portion of the text reminds you of the written work of scholars and officials who explain everything mechanically and at such length even the most enthusiastic scribe or student would be bored to tears. Of course a genius of your stature and level can understand why the lessons is present by a prose that could actually bore someone to death. Its to keep willful children and wild youths who haven't yet grasped deeper wisdom and reached a profound enough intelligence to grasp the abstract, unintuitive and theoretical, which is part of the obscure knowledge you call "Human wisdom".

Not just because they wouldn't be ready to gain the power evolution embodies, but also because they could get hurt or wander off to strange places in search of something that doesn't exist, unable to understand the symbolism or esoteric nature of what they read. So its written so dully to dissuade them from reading further and through misunderstanding the text that requires a more complex and vast mind to truly understand, be brought to ruin.

Of course, to a genius like yourself, the basics of beast evolution were easy enough to sus out without any guidance or actual study. You already knew that one method was accomplished through refining or otherwise altering the soul, and forcing the body to change through it to contain it. Like how certain clays absorb tea or wine or poison into their porous surface, something you learned about through reading A History of Imperial tea ceremony and Monu explaining her choice of vessels for containing the poisons she makes.
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Another method is mutation, which you've had an inkling of just from meeting and observing a few of your fellow beasts, who adapt strangely to fit their environment, like Canlan Yuanquan or the Geges, particularly Tiexingege and the iron in her carapace. But you hadn't figured out how that worked exactly, since beasts like Huili also had similar adaptations or abilities without living in a place that would reasonably force or impart such traits. You know enough about nature to know that mundane evolution usually occurs due to the environment a creature chooses to live in and its pressures, but that happens so gradually that its nearly unnoticeable unless an entire bloodline decides to sit down and track the subtle changes of coloration and behavior for countless years.

But, according to the doctrine, it can occur in magical beasts much quicker, from both the mundane factors of their chosen home or from magical interference. Which would explain how Huili gained such a strong affinity to fire when he his intellect awoke, unless of course there is an entire race of fire infused wolves running around in the mountains of Chuan somewhere. He might've just eaten someone with fire aligned roots when he was but a wolf. Apparently the things a beast eats, as well as the Qi around them impacts how they evolve, even at the beginning of their second life, ascending from mere beast to Demonic Beast. The Beast Core acts like furnace, refining and imbuing the inherent Primordial Beast Essence in all Magical beasts with the Qi they absorb into themselves, which means a beast with enough knowhow and understanding of the process can choose their evolution by cultivating a certain type of Qi or living in a certain area or eating expensive materials to flood their core with a particular kind of spiritual energy or substance

Which explains why your method of soul refinement turned you into a true and proper Wild Princess (野生 格格, Yěshēng Gége), since the sudden surge of spiritual energy rushing into your body overfilled your beast core and forced it to produce an excess of Primordial beast essence to adapt your body to contain your more potent and powerful spirit. And while the doctrine itself contains detailed instructions, incredibly boring and complex instruction that make you want to claw out your eyes it is so tiring to read them, the combined insights you have gleamed from both the Collected Accounts of Ascended Beasts, The Bestial Edict to Attain- Human Form (兽诏书为高达-人类形式, Shòuzhàoshūwèigāodá-Rénlèixíngshì), And the Beast Saint Doctrine itself has unearthed even greater knowledge and understanding, revealing to you in this moment not only the method of several basic beastial evolutions, but also several advanced and hidden ones. As well as a true treasure, something that you had only now had come to understand now that the final piece of your understanding of the basic nature of demonic beasts has been fitted into place
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>>5699090

Special condition met. Fully study the Biology, spirituality and psychology of magical beasts. Secret Art rediscovered: Demonic Beast Creation (魔兽创造, Móshòuchuàngzào)
Profound Insight gained. +20 to next training/ cultivation roll. Total +392

The method to purposefully and forcefully awaken those beasts born with the innate potential to cultivate. The surge of Bestial energy that your roar of triumph spawned was fantastic enough of a boon for your people, but now in your paw you hold the ability to once again make your kind as numerous and wide spread as they were in the days of ten generations back, before the great betrayal. And now you know the purpose of a Beast's core besides to be ripped out and consumed by a human to bolster their own cultivation. It is a spiritual organ, containing the primordial chaos from which all beasts, even mankind rose up from. The promethean origin of all life. A seed of the sprawling tree of life that all creatures great and small are connected to. And that is the difference between beast and men, they evolve through society, tradition and culture. Beasts still change through the struggle of life and death, hunter and prey. This is why no human has a beast core and why mundane animals don't either. They evolved past it, when their forms were settled and defined eons ago. But Ascended Beasts reclaim the potential of primordial evolution when they awaken to the world and Qi. A sliver of the ever shifting, ever changing world that was wrought into shape in a time now immemorial.

Primordial Beast essence. At last you understand why its named that. It is the essence of the Primordial world that has long been lost, of the formless life that is the ancestor of everything that now exists. A truth that had been lost to the passage of time and aggression of the arrogant gods. An insight of the Dao of evolution, mundane and divine in nature.

All Basic Beast Evolution methods unlocked, 1st tier evolution and beyond. Max Level 3rd tier: Primordial Beast line (1st level, Wild Princess/ Prince), True Devil Line (IE Maogui), Guardian Spirit Line (IE Ice Nympth, Pyre spirit..etc), Elemental Lines (IE, Iron Predator), Wild Sage Line, Feral Warrior Line, Alchemical Blood Line, Chimeric Lineage, Draconic Lineage
Advance Beast evolution methods unlocked, 2nd tier evolution and beyond, max level varies. Sanguine Predator Line (血红色-捕食者, Xuè hóngsè-Bǔshí zhě), Crypt Sorcerer Line (土窖神汉 , Tǔjiàoshénhàn), Cosmic Nature Line (宇宙本质, Yǔzhòuběnzhì)
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>>5699091

More than satisfied with this bounty of wisdom, you prepare enter your cultivation chamber in your catacomb kingdom, entering the ghost court yard and summoning your spectral courtier, vassals, servants and subjects to provide you with Ghostly Yin Qi, Along with the dangerous horned black skull that could haunt an entire region of the world with the amount of Yin Qi it hold, the star jade throne that has just been made, and any other treasure you think will enrich the chamber with Qi.

Material/ artifact bonus. Astral Jade Throne. Divine Level Cultivation pedestal. +333 to any cultivation roll it is used in. Black Horned Skull, +108 to any cultivation roll for Yin aligned laws. Deadly without an unusually high resistance to Ghostly Yin energy and a High cold resistance, which the ghostly portion of your spiritual roots and Supreme Yin Physique easily supply, Flood Dragon scale +20 to cultivation for Yin cultivation, double if the art is water aligned, White Fur Awakened Bear hide +10 to cultivation for Yin cultivation, double if the art is water aligned, Ghost Empress Melody (鬼皇后旋律, Guǐhuánghòuxuánlǜ), +16 Bonus when used for laws following Ghost centered Daos, Qilin Antlers +20 to cultivation, Massive Pearl of Primordial Beast essence +20 when used by demonic beast, Preserved Sanguine Divine Spirit Peach +20 when used by a holder of Blood Qi. NOTHING WILL BE CONSUMED WITH THIS ROLL, but if the consumables are used in the future, the will be LOST for future cultivation rolls

Also, if you can think of ANYTHING else that could provide a bonus here and I agree with your argument, the Item bonus will be increased further! Current total item bonus +547, complete bonus including current training/ Cultivation bonus, + 939 !

Roll 1d100, Best out four. +547 with just the cultivation chamber bonus, maximum total bonus +939, if you expend all of your training/ cultivation bonus you've acquired up til now

I took the liberty of having Huanliuxue take every cultivation material that could provide a bonus to her cultivation into the chamber with the throne and skull, since I had been keeping a close record of all of the treasures you've been picking up and not just their affects, but their cultivation bonuses.

Except for soul eater's diary, cause that has potential harmful effects and she isn't an idiot. and the ones that would only give a negative to the roll when all the interactions are tallied, like the phoenix feathers. The peach would provide a larger bonus if used with A Yang aligned law but it can only be used by someone with access to blood Qi, similar to the Flood dragon and Bear hide, which would provide only negatives if used by a yang law user and worse if used by a fire cultivator.

And you're going to hitting a few Special conditions justwith the item bonus even if you somehow roll a zero, which is why I went looking for the highest roll Huan had made thus far to make sure they hadn't been met yet
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>>5699096
Holy hell.

Uh. Maybe. The diary of Huan, on the basis of using it as a feedback report, as well as a channel that will throw some of its power back along its link to us, which we know there is one due to its self updating nature.

Qi pushed through it can be refined or purified by its passage through the personal Qi of the future/timestream.
Ancient yin qi or time effected yin qi may have some effect, no?
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>>5699096
AH!

A pools worth of refined sinner centipede blood! Said to be very yin aligned and is both from hell and fed well on the rivals and ghouls of the crow demons former king.

So I'd say it probably has a similar effect to Quilin antlers or Flood dragon water scales when applied to cultivation on Yin techniques, let alone GHOSTLY focused Yin techniques what with it's old meals and the fact we refined it when we got it.
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>>5699099
>>5699102
I am the same person. by the way.
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Last suggestion reading through the pastebin's treasure trove, is either making a perfume or a dose of tea out of silver berries which improve our mental abilities and focus, since meditation requires both of those things.

Yes it's a consumable, but it's also something that we should absolutely use here.
We can get over 1000 on a cultivation roll! How many realms can we bypass with that?!
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Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>5699096
Getting the roll out of the way while I do some reading to see what else we can squeeze some bonus out of.
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>>5699108
+5 consumable bonus

>>5699102
+20 Consumable bonus for Yin + ghostly yin Laws, only able to be taken by someone with high poison resistance or Ghostly physique (Like Huan) without side effects, like death/ internal injury + ??? effect upon consumption (Which anyone who drinks it can get but uh...well they need to survive to actually unlock it)

>>5699099
+16 chamber bonus for Huanliuxue Only + one time ??? effect

All of the ones you've suggested have sound logic behind them/ make sense to your senior's addled mind

So that'll add an addition +25 consumable bonus and add +16 to the chamber bonus of +547, making it +563 before any of your "Floating" cultivation bonus

If anyone else has any suggestions/ ideas, you can place them with a roll or after but before the final tally of bonuses
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>>5699128
Which means, currently, you have a flat bonus of +588 before adding of the massive Bonus you've gathered in your travels

>>5699127
I shall await your return from closed door meditation, junior
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>5699096
completely didn't notice the need to actually roll with this post.

Whoops.
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>>5699127
with this at least, we can put it to 1000 with our bonus being left as +41
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>>5699129
My fellow junior beat me to the bunch of several ideas, and I'm assuming the Dragon Turtle Shell also falls into the negative bonus category, so all I can think of is using some of the Five Element Water for the tea/perfume idea or taking the Blood Rain, Chaos Mist Pearl and trying to reabsorb the hexed grudge and blood qi we stored in it all that time ago.
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>>5699148
I think we've already given the pearl away to be forged into Fu's stuff like we said we would.
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>>5699148
BUT A CUP OF FIVE ELEMENTAL WATER!

Using that as water for the stimulant tea could work wonders, as well as balance out our feng shui!
Or if we don't ingest it, place it somewhere in the array of the cultivation chamber to "ground" our stuff into a sort of balance, facilitating easier flow for the peach and not directly yin/cold related stuff.
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>>5699150
it's been growing for a while now so we could take a few cups right?
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>>5699148
Using the five elemental water for the silver berry tea/ perfume would increase the bonus to +10, making the consumable bonus a clean +30 and the total consumable + chamber bonus 593

>>5699149
and yes, you gave that pearl to Feiqing to upgrade the pair of black bile axes in thread 11, if you hadn't and you consumed it in them manner the other anon suggested, it'd give a +15 and a ??? effect like the book and ichor are already doing.

>>5699150
And yes, the five elemental water would nullify the negatives of the Yin/Yang interactions, if you drink enough to maintain a balance of your internal energies

Or ya know, flood the chamber with enough of it to keep the Yang items from overpowering/ interfering with the native Yin/ the Yin Items

>>5699151
And Yes, there'd be enough to constantly make the Berry tea, which would, in my mind, keep Huan's energies balanced.

Also I should point at the ??? can be good or bad. Its a mystery box, unknown to you but not to me, cause it amuses me
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>>5699149
Damn, you're right. That leaves the 1000 Year Old Ginseng Plants which, if they wouldn't create some odd reaction, could also be thrown into the tea/perfume. Please don't tell me we also used those at some point.
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>>5699154
I don't think you have
They indeed could, at +5 consumable per ginseng, and +5 longevity/ lifespan, so if you use all seven, which could be used as mats for any number really potent elixirs and pills, you'd add +35 to the combined roll and +35 to Huanliuxue's lifespan which uh is kind of nebulous for Huan, since she is a weird cat demon. And while normally ghostly Yin or Pure Yin would reduce lifespan quite drastically, she has a kind of symbiosis with it and also has blood Qi, which would ordinarily boost Lifespan quite a bit. But due to Severing of the Eternal soul and Mortal vessel [刌 永恒魂会死㿾, Cǔn-Yǒnghénghún-Huìsǐzhù], in general Lifespan really doesn't mean much to Huan, due to her soul/ self being separated from her body, which would also make her really fucking annoying to put down permanently without the right techniques/ methods since she's basically a living ghost

So if you wanna burn your thousand year old ginsengs from +5 to +35 added to the total, be my guess, though I won't assume they've been added or what number without you guys coming to an agreement on it
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>>5699158
How about taking some pieces of the crow demon?
Or was he yang aligned? I remember him using fire..
Dunno about which particular pieces are worth but having some trophies of dead things we killed would be very catlike.

Have the emperor's soul in a vase around?
But maybe that's just going to pollute the atmosphere.

Have sister and the serpent ghost spectate?
I don't know if that would be damaging to their cultivation though...

Sorry if i threw in everything i thought of, i'm just feeling very invested without really knowing much about how this works.
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>>5699163
Monu is finishing up processing up his corpse currently, and some of the materials refined from his corpse could be used for cultivation, but they haven't finished being prepared yet. Cutting up a strong demon is nearly as dangerous as fighting one after all.

You do have Anjing's older brother's arms, but they'd provide no bonuses besides making the atmosphere bloodier.

You do have it, but it wouldn't provide anymore of a boost than any other soul. Its worth is in trade, not potency

It would effect them, since Huan's "soothing" does draw excess Yin from a ghost which is why it calms her courtiers and eases their madness, except for Xiongji cause he is the big mad. And neither of them are suffering from an excess of Yin energy atm so it would weaken them like the souls and devils she fought to undergo her first evolution.
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>>5699163
>>5699154
I say lets keep while we are ahead.

Don't use the Ginsing, it's quite hard to replace and better used in alchemy.

I do support the addition of 5 colour water to the tea. But I think this is enough now.

So add the tea for +10, the sinner centipede stuff for +20 [since we either have no side effects or a beneficial one, given the wording in the first post] and huan's scripture for +16.

Making a total of 46 to 547 for a total of 594.
We don't really need to go any higher than that, given we already have one really good roll.
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>>5699174
And that's before any of the training/ cultivation bonus you walked into the roll with to begin with, which if used could easily launch you into a final roll of 1000 or higher.
Which is astronomical to put it bluntly
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>>5699174
>584*

With 61, we can retain a bonus of 61- 24 = 37
see below for my meths

584 + 392 = 976 + 24 = 1000
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>>5699176
SCREW IT, WHY NOT 1001 TO PROVE THAT WE KNOW EVERYTHING AND ALWAYS!

>>5699175
this is why you have a firm and incredibly solid foundation to leap from.
Though we will probably need a while to stabalise our new rank.
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>>5699176
actually, due to the chamber bonus of +563 with the addition of the Huan manuscript, and the +30 from the tea+ water + Ichor , will put your total flat bonus given by items consumed and placed in the chamber of +593

Which before any additional rolls, since you guys still have two more to make, will put 1000 well withing your grasp.

Since you can get a high roll than 61 still. Currently if you spend enough bonus to reach the pinnacle of 1000 and stop at that exact, you'll be left with 46 cultivation or training bonus. Which is mighty impressive
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>>5699180
I am on the vote of 1001. Because why not? We didn't stop at 1000, that's for lesser geniuses, we stop at JUST OVER the insane number!
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Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>5699096
Too lazy to read the pastebin or try to think of something, so I'll just roll
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Oh, and we need one more roll now
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>>5699187
Something that isn't a 1 and is higher than 61 is preferable.
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Anyways, while we wait. How about we get a discussion of plans for the future going, since you guys have come up with quite a few already.
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>>5699220
See if the tunnel is ready when we wake up.
Look at the progress of our students.
Check how the sect war went and if we can capitalize on it.
Return to the library, finish what we started and get revenge.
Have we asked Yuyi if she has decided if she want to join our sect or not? I remember we told her she could cultivate before going to train with Fu, but I don't remember if we ever got the answer.
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>>5699220
Besides wanting to take over another level of the catacombs for a while now, I'm pretty sure we never went on a treasure hunt with that map of Chuan we got back in like thread 5.
Onto more sect head matters, the tunnel's completion once we're finished cultivating is a big one as is working on whoever is our next group of struggling students (I'm expecting Pig and the humans to be on the list), and see about upgrading our sect again since I swear it was before we doubled the number of disciples we have.
Maybe make some new pills with Monu.
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>5699091
Rollan...
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>>5699252
Welp, time to make argue over how much of our bonus to burn. We're at an absolute minimum of 654, so 666, 888, and 1000 are well within our grasp.
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>>5699127
Alright, so first roll wins it.

Without taking the ginseng, your bonus to the roll is currently 593

Leaving you at 654, which is already fucking insane

Would you like to increase this further, just making certain a majority is okay with it before proceeding to the update.

>No increase, just write the update already you old bastard

>Yes, spend 346 of the bonus of 392 to reach a final result of 1000, to dunk on the world.

>Yes, but a different amount than 346 (Please specify)
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>>5699256
Spend 347 to get to 1001 just to flex.
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>>5699256
>>Yes, spend 346 of the bonus of 392 to reach a final result of 1000, to dunk on the world.
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>>5699256
>Yes, spend 346 of the bonus of 392 to reach a final result of 1000, to dunk on the world.
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>>5699256
>Yes, spend 346 of the bonus of 392 to reach a final result of 1000, to dunk on the world.
Pettiness is the best reason. Specially when it's justified.
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>>5699256
>Yes, spend 346 of the bonus of 392 to reach a final result of 1000, to dunk on the world.
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>>5699275
>>5699273
>>5699271
>>5699269
Leaving you with a total +46 bonus to training/ cultivation roll.

End result. 1000. Incomprehensible progress. Staking everything on one throw, Huanliuxue becomes as a carp leaping through the dragon's gate and rebukes heaven and earth hiding the sky and covering the earth with her shadow, with a flick of a sleeve and curl of the tail a housecat shatters the void.

https://youtu.be/yvFgNP9iqd4

Update will arrive shortly.

Special Conditions have been met
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>>5699282
This breakthrough is the one that forms a golden core and is very important for future progress, right?
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The preparations have been made. Your undead kingdom has been gathered and crowded into your cultivation chamber. Every citizen of your empire of crypts and tombs have been gathered, from the strongest of the hungry ghosts to the most pathetic of the slavering ghouls. The prisoners who refused to turn their coat to your faction to are gathered, your orchestra of sorrowful wails, defiant curses and pitiful whimpers have been taken from where they have been left to gather dust as messengers are sent to alert every soul within your territory that you are going to be holding court and for a time their eternal suffering and endless agony shall be salved and soothed by their most magnanimous queen. And as the spirits and ghost likes travel and celebrate as they make their pilgrimage to the foot of your throne, the strongest and most durable of your disciples brave the chill of the grave, dragging your newly carved and minted throne of jade fallen from the stars into the chamber, as Ping, Qiang and Fu are honored with the austere duty of escorting the auxiliary materials and sources of Qi down into the chamber, each treasures wrapped carefully and tightly in a pouch of Anjing's silk. Silk pouches that your friend threw in on your bulk order of goods, free of charge.

And while your disciples who follow you down the path towards the grave, the dao of ghosts and the dead, your most trusted spiritual advisors lead your trapped souls you've taken from hell into the chamber, each official holding two gilded cages each as they appear in their spectral forms, appearing as men and women, monstrous and twisted, formed of fog of all colors. Green, Blue, Red, Purple, pink, white and every shade of grey. And as the ghouls and phantoms gather, the rooster general Xiongji and the greatest and most powerful specters besides him stand at your side, dressed head to toe in the armor that they wore in life before they were crushed beneath the mountain for their nameless king's hubris and ambitions to conqueror the world. The mad shade grins ear to ear, blood as black as ink dripping down from the break in his skull as he observes the gathering of your wealth and treasures, material and immaterial.

The black skull is carried by Ping, held in his ghoul arm. And despite his blessing and the changes to his physique, the old skull looks as if it has pushed him to the brink of death. He unwraps it slowly, kneeling before you as he places it at the foot of your astral jade thrown, nebula and blinking stars flaring and shifting as the ghost flames lighting the chamber, already arrayed to provide you a bounty of Yin Qi flicker and grow like fires douse in oil! The sickly light becomes blinding and even more unpleasant to most eyes, like the light that one supposedly sees when their soul is cut from their mortal flesh and tossed into the underworld to whatever punishment or reward awaits them in their next life or the afterlife between death and rebirth.
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>>5699331

He bows, remaining silent as you press a paw atop the skull and dig your living veins into it with you blood manipulation, forcing a direct connection between the cursed artifact and your meridians. You groan and nearly purr in delight as you feel a sure of biting ice travel up your leg and trickle all the way down your spine and to the base of your tail.

Qiang is next, carrying the lesser Yin aligned treasures of your sect. The flood dragon scale, the fur of the unfortunate bear who the tribes of the primordial wilderness killed and skinned, alongside antlers of Qilin.

Fu is next, carrying in one arm the barrel that holds the preserved Sanguine divine spirit peach, and in the hand of the other the massive pearl of crystalized Primordial Beast essence. At his side Ghost empress melody floats like a corpse in a river, coming to rest by your command at your side, leaned against one of the arms of your throne, and with a few strands of Qi, begins to play a soothing melody.

Yujijao is next in line, carrying a bottle of refined sinner bone centipede ichor, presented like a bottle of well aged wine on a silver platter, complete with crystal glasses. Behind her, Monu arrives with a tea pot filled of boiled water from your sect's five element spring, steeping dried silver berries inside of it. She alone will be able to endure the sheer cold that the mass of Yin Qi you shall channel and summon from your court, surroundings and every artifact in your cultivation chamber, and thus will provide you with this tea brewed from miraculous waters as you fall into deep meditation and become more dead to the world than anything ever has before. And before she takes her leave as the last of the ghosts fill the room and take their place in the vast cultivation array as spectral flames, she sets down Huanliuxue's Scripture on the other arm of your throne, opposite of the Enchanted Quqin she made out of your whiskers.

And then your mother gives you one final wave, looking back one last time as Xiongji seals the massive stone doors of the chamber, locking it with rusted chains set with a lock shaped like a grinning cat's head. The chamber is alight with the heatless radiance of the ghost flames, all floating and bobbing up and down around you as you order a few of your officials and advisors to place the various treasures around the room in the places you think you'll be able to most effectively draw Qi out of them from, without disrupting the vortex of spiritual energies centered directly on your Dantians. Breathing out, you take on your human form, since it would be undignified to lap at tea like a saucer of milk, bring the rapidly cooling and freezing cup of tea to your mouth and take a long gulp of the mind sharpening brew.
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>>5699332

And then you begin, pacing your breathing with the rhythm of the movement of the long dead shades, drawing in their lifeless breath into yourself, seeping their deathly cold and darkness into your flesh and the very marrow of your bones. But the cold of death and Yin energy no longer bothers you, even with the presence of a devil's skull that could curse entire provinces. Moving slowly, methodically like a corpse going through rigamortis , you grab a cup of ichor and down it, feeling it coat the inside of your mouth like bile, burning your throat like acid. You hold it in your mouth, black fluid and green miasma escaping your nose and lips as take your time to fully absorb it and the vapors it produces as it boils on your tongue.

Sipping tea and drinking ichor, breathing in and out as slow as the stagnant air within a tomb, your metabolism and heart beat slows gradually like sand flowing down an hour glass or melting ice, until you become as still and cold as a corpse yourself, and your heart only beats once every couple of days and is still slowing as you only retain enough of an awareness of your surroundings to sip the tea monu brings you and imbibe more demonic centipede ichor. Qi flows into you without halting, a raging river of spiritual energy filling your meridians to bursting as you sit in complete silence and join the ghosts you comfort in their reverent meditation.
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Special Condition Met: Roll 200 or above. Special condition Met: Roll 500 or above. Special Condition Met: Roll 1000 or above. 200's reward. Huanliuxue no longer crit fails on rolls of 1. 500's reward. Huanliuxe's dice pool expands from four rolls to five. 1000's reward: All of Huanliuxue's rolls are now 2d100, other character's dice remain unaffected

"What am I?" The little soul asked the universe, as her mind turned inwards, seeking an answer within her unbeating heart and ghostly breath.

"You are you" The universe answer, with a voice like father, a mother, a brother, a lover, a sister, a child and an enemy all at once

"What is you?" The little cat ear soul asked as it gazed up at the everything and nothing, the guiding force and principle behind all existence.

"It is you" It spoke back, calmly and patiently as it swirled around the little piece of itself trying to comprehend its own singular existence upon the whole "And you have been before, lived before"

"But the lives I lived before are not me!" The little piece of the Dao spat back in defiance and pride "There has only been and can only ever be one me! I am alone in the universe as myself, there are not other me's"

"And yet the yous who came before felt the same, though you are the same soul" The way, amused, replied "Yet none of your past lives were so confident of their identity, so proud to separate themselves from the faces they wore before"
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>>5699333

"That's because I am me, the great, mighty and smart Huanliuxue! In one life I have lived two" The imperious daoist spoke to dao "I've strayed to the very edge of death as habitually as most breathe, I exist between the boundary. I live within Dusk, between night and day"

"Is that so?" The path chuckled "It is true you live your life on the boundaries between many concepts. Life and death. Blood and Ghosts. Enmity and good will. Girl and Cat. Certainly you are unique amongst all the lives you have lived, little flickering flame"

"I am unique, no ifs and or buts. I am not just unique among my lives, I am unique throughout all the world, beneath all the nine heavens!" You laugh, boasting in the face of the universe, of all knowledge and things "I am Huanliuxue, and there are none like me within you"

"But what of the realms beyond the nine heavens you know?" The road questioned, in the same tone as if they were asking a child why they did not simply fly like a bird or swim like a fish, playing along with their childhood fantasies and delusions

"There to" You snort, turning up your nose haughtily "For there has never been a cat quite like me"

"Is that so?" The universe echoed back in your own voice "Every star in the sky thinks it is unique, yet all must go through the same life cycles, grow, cool and then fall into themselves and die"

"I am no star, I am me" You answer confidently, crossing your arms and tapping your heel, wondering only now why your form is somewhere between your cat self and your human self

"What a healthy ego you possess. Your sense of self is as boundless as any sea, alongside your sense of self worth" The Dao giggled in the voice of a crow long dead

"I'm a cat before I was a girl, what do you expect, all cat's know the world is ours from the day we open our eyes to the day we close them forever" You snicker and sneer

"How fitting for one who seeks to rewrite the natural laws of the world, to force their own view of how the world should be ordered and ran, to feel and think" The Dao spoke, with Monu's voice now "So many grasp for power and fail to separate and truly distinguish themselves from the whole they broke from. What worth is there in being immortal, if you are of the same cloth of the immortals that came before you? Whiling away time in the same manner as all others, searching for power and influence until even endless life comes to an end"

"I don't know. All I know is I want to right the wrongs done to my people and the world, and to rule it as true and worthy ruler. The world will have no true peace or any real sense until I alone command it" You answer back plainly, even you not being so proud as to know the answer to the question of what is the true worth and potential of immortality and divinity "Because those who came before me wrought it into their image"

"Little notched ear, would you do the same?" Pinwheel girl asked quietly

You frown, and ponder that question for a long time.
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>>5699335

"Eh, I think I'll be satisfied in undoing their work and allowing the world to return to its native, primal state, where no aspect of the Dao is abhorred or restricted. I don't need to force others to obey me, it is natural I am followed, for by birth and destiny I was meant to rule. Thus is the way of cats" You answer back cheerfully, separated from all earthly desires and taint "I just want to get revenge, satisfy my grudges and relish in the praise of those I've saved"

"The Dao of the Cat" The Dao itself repeats, sounding almost stunned by your claim before the universe reverberated with booming laughter "I see, I see. Perhaps you are the only one of you as you claim, oh Huanliuxue. Certainly the world of cultivation has not seen your like in many, many generations"
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??? affect 1, from Huanliuxue's scripture. Secret art unlocked: Cat's Court: One of nine lives (猫 法院: 一 的九生活, Māofǎyuàn: Yīdíjiǔshēnghuó), A time paradox has formed somewhere within your Dantian. Allows Huanliuxe to avoid certain death or travel to and back from a period in the past or future. ONE TIME USE

"Strange" An odd red haired woman cooed, her lips parted in an all too cat like smile which was reflected in the glistening eyes of a newborn kitten with a fur as white as snow

"What is so strange?" Another woman, with hair greyed and face wrinkled asked, pulling a long silver pipe with a ehad shaped like a toad from her mouth "This is but a dream"

"Is that a lie you tell me, Huanliuxue?" Huanliuxue asked the older Huanliuxue as she rose up to her feet, leaving the white furred kitten to mewl in the nest of straw it had been born into

"I don't know, Five colors time shenanigans still give me a headache and I'm basically a god myself" The older Huanliuxue cackled much like her mother "Heh-Heh-Heh, or perhaps I am a ghost, dead and slain, another victim of the orthodoxy"

"Then you can't be me, because I can't be beaten you old hag!" You declared, as the older image of yourself smiled and faded to dust as the rest of the dream or memory fell apart, leaving you in an all too familiar scene of smoke and fire, corpses and blood. You sigh and did not turn away from your earliest true memory as Huanliuxue and instead mediate on the tragedy that create the enmity that made you you. After all there'd never again be a chance to contemplate one's own birth from the unbiased view of an observer, and you managed to do it twice in one day! You'd be a fool to let such a chance escape your grasp. Besides its just a dream, or perhaps a memory. It isn't like you can change the past in a dream or memory, even that is beyond the power of the great Huanliuxue.
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>>5699337

??? affect 2, from drinking the centipedes ichor. Internal Gu, Sinner Bone Centipede Ichor. You've gained an internal Gu that produces the bone melting venom of a sinner bone centipede, and are now utterly immune to the toxin and any lesser than it

The creation of Gu. Who was the first to come up with it. Was it your mother? No, as wise as she is, she didn't create the art of the poisoner. Who then decided first to combine the venoms and poisons of countless vermin and monster to create a more powerful killer? It couldn't be any man or god. It must've been the vermin themselves, waging their unseen war of survival amongst themselves, devouring and consuming and growing tolerant of eachothers' venom and toxin. And is there much of a difference between and centipede and cat? Both are predators by nature and true carnivores unlike many who claim that noble title?

Who said only insects could take part in a Gu? If a cat snuck into the jar that held all of the vermin and ate them all up, could they become the container? You control your bloodline. Ever cell in your vein marches to your will. You've experimented with mutation, awakening dormant genes. But what about infusing blood itself and turning it toxic? Creating a venom gland that produces a poison that no mortal creature can tolerate? You burried your fangs into the carapace of the greatest sinner bone centipede ever to be born, and you've endured its paralytic blood mixed with its bone eroding venoms, refined and purified, fortified and strength. By all that is good and just in the world, shouldn't it be in your right to create the venom as well? This insight broadens your minds horizon, as you, instead of subsuming the ichor oozing down your throat, poured past your still lips with another's helping hand, you instead contain and naturalize it within your living flesh, a place it should not have been able to take root. But yet it does.
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And while Huanliuxue meditate and cultivated, her only company the dead and her adopted mother daring the enter the maelstrom of spiritual energies she drew into herself, the world beyond the catacombs of the bloodless war and forgotten king became influence by the demon cat's grand cultivation.

In the region outside of her temple, the air become tinged with the sickly sweet scent of blood and decaying flesh, and ghosts more easily walked among the living, celebrating with their living relatives and delighting in the sensations of life renewed. The moon would glow red and as would the sun, as the longer She sat in her closed crypt meditation, the more her aura grew and expanded beyond the walls of her chamber. Inside the temple itself, its mistress' aura could was as visible as it was felt in the atmosphere.
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Dripping blood creeped from stone and white mist filled the halls of the sanctuary she had built as the prodigy of ten generation's spiritual energy bled out of her in scarlet rivulets and oozed out of her mouth with her rare breaths like the black pus of a corpse.

Sooner or later, forces would take notice of the peerless cultivation of the master of the hidden sect of beasts and heretics.

Event: The Forgotten King's counter attack
<https://youtu.be/ge6ANsHxU-E>

The first to attempt to interfere with Huanliuxue's cultivation were the forces of the forgotten King, seeking to reclaim territory now left undefended by the usurper now that she and all of her subjects were joined in deep meditation.

Of course, simply because the kingdom was undefended did not mean that the wild princess herself was defenseless or without protectors.

Sect action

How does the sect try to protect Huanliuxue from the forgotten king's army while she is consumed by meditation

>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]

>Monu enters the field and shows the legions of the dead a mother's wrath [Result: ???]

>Deciding that their head's safety was of the utmost importance, Monu, Lei, and Ping break the seal of the catacombs, releasing the forgotten king and his subjects from their prison [Result: An army remembered] [This will be very bad for anyone that is not a member of your sect or under its protection]

>An envoy is sent to the darkest depths of the catacombs, Yujijiao is entrusted with the task of settling the Forgotten King's ire or at least redirecting it away from Huanliuxue [Result: ???]

>Write in

Huanliuxue is not yet done cultivating. Everything unlocked thus far is just a result of rolling so high/ the objects used in her cultivation. The results and additional benefits of rolling fucking 1000!!! for a cultivation roll, are yet to be revealed.

And this will not be the only event that proceeds the end of your incomprehensible cultivation session, so make sure to choose wisely as a storm is coming.
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>>5699342
>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]

I was already happy when my choice to go for 100 on the manual resulted in us both learning about mutation and getting most of the spent points back but that turned out to just a drop in the bucket, one which we still haven't seen the full size off
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>>5699342
>Send Fu and Ping and Qiang and Huili to fight

The seal should weaken them and releasing them is not permissible.
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>>5699342
>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]

Hopefully they can weather the effects of both the catacomb's air and our cultivation effects on it.
i don't want to send monu so soon to counter this trash (which is also mostly poison immune as they are dead) when the strongest enemies will come from outside.

Strange that there is no option for the fox sister to be the one to go and be the envoy, too haughty for diplomacy perhaps?
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>>5699282
You choice of musical accompaniment is excellent as expected.

>>5699333
Holy shit.
Is there even a point to rolling from now on?

>>5699342
>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]
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>>5699342
>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]
Oh dear, I guess now will be the time that the world learns of our sect since they’d have to be blind and dead to not notice what’s going on.
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>>5699342
>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]

Anon was right that we should have taken care of this asshole before cultivating. We'll make him squeal when we reawaken.
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>>5699461
>Sending sis as an envoy

Our sister is a professional troll/shit talker, ill suited for diplomacy.
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>>5699502
She is also not part of the sect, yet.
Simply related to the sect head and grand elder.

>>5699282
this is ABSOLUTELY Huan's theme song, it fits so well.

>>5699499
Worse is that they learn that Monu is alive. I don't think they have many people who can manage to take her on, 1 vs 1, but unless we wipe out the advanced party, they will undoubtably send all their elders to put a stop to this.

That's only if the winter blossoming sect turns up alone, and doesn't rope in other sects of the minor and major variety to deal with this
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>>5699342
>By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts [Result: ???]

Also.
Question will our disciples who are attuned with our laws get a boost to cultivation. From the sheer energy we're producing?
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>>5699342
>Monu enters the field and shows the legions of the dead a mother's wrath [Result: ???]
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Jesus christ, what happens next? WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?! PLEASE GRANFATHER, I DON'T WANNA WAIT FOR DAYS TO KNOW WHAT FOLLOWS FROM HERE!
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>>5699618
The hype is real
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Ending the vote now, tallying the result

By Sending Fu, Ping, Qiang and Huili into the depths to do battle with the invading ghouls and ghosts: 7

Monu enters the field and shows the legions of the dead a mother's wrath: 1

Near landslide victory for sending in the exorcist squad to deal with the army of hungry ghosts.

Update will arrive shortly

>>5699480
Thanks.
>>5699507
I actually posted it at the start of the 1st thread, so it kinda is.

>>5699574
Yes, as will other things
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The Spectral force was lucky to begin its assault on the bottom reaches of Huanliuxue's tomb kingdom while her mother was busy with other matters and not visiting her daughter within the oubliette she had interred herself within to face and ponder the mysteries of those whom persist past death and the grudges they hold. Monu had gone wild with rage when Yujijiao delivered the declaration of war handed to her by the herald of the forgotten king, a headless brute that dwarfed even the insane phantom Xiongji by several heads...ironically enough. The grand elder had to be first restrained and then tempted with rare liquors and aged wines to calm her enough to prevent the toad witch from marching into the depths of the crypt alone to protect her youngest daughter. But when the first swell of her rage had passed, it became all too clear to the senior disciples of the palace of natural laws that she was more afraid than furious, desperate to not lose her second child.

Moved by her tears and having experienced losses himself, Fu, the foremost disciple, gathered his fellow acolytes of ghostly laws, who by time he made his decision were already preparing to enter the catacombs themselves. Ghoul Arm Ping, Quickdraw Qiang and Huili the ash gale, the last of which demanded a place in the newly formed exorcism squad by right of practicing the Night Lantern Sutra, which Fu found was a reasoning he could not easily argue against. So, the white haired exorcist, Huanliuxue's own martial daughter, a leader of a man eating wolf pack, and the first disciple of the great heretic walked through the Demon's head gate and into the spectral kingdom of their sect head to do battle against the upstarts who would dare attack her while her back was turned.

And as they left, Monu watched, her eyes cold burning embers as she stood as still as a sculpture carved of ice. The silver pipe held daintily in her hands trembled as she observed the four students dutifully march to protect their beloved master.
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<https://youtu.be/L6BDtASMLAI>
Whatever resistance or lack thereof the bloodless army was anticipating as they made their way up from the lower levels of the accursed catacombs, it had not been Fu. Lit only by false ghost flames created by Qiang, he stood in the center of the single passageway leading from the sealed door from the forgotten king's domain into Huanliuxue's stolen territory. Dressed in demonic armor and standing tall and proud, he cut the image of a general of an apocalyptic force, summoned from the depths of the yellow spring.

Wearing an iron skull on his face and shoulders, with countless hands of the damned pressing to escape his armors confines, the regal black cape streaked grey and white he wore hung still in the stagnant, mildew scented air of the buried crypt. There he stood, before gate the spirits had weakened themselves to pass through, with his arms crossed defiantly over his chest.
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>>5699694

At his side, two black battle axes were stuck in the stones of the floor, glowing with a foreboding blood red glow as crimson and carmine mists curled around their heads which dripped with an liquid that unpleasantly resembled blackened bile. Lifting his chin and tilting his head at an angle, Two Axe Fu glared contemptuously at the first arrivals of the army he stood to face. But not alone, as the specters were soon to learn, as without exchanging introductions, titles or even threats, the first four hungry ghosts in the line roared like wild animals and threw themselves at the apparently lonesome interloper, their intangible blades serrated and slavering like rabid beasts.

It was then, as Fu bowed to retrieve his axes, that Ping made his entrance, leaping over his martial brother's back, using his sturdy shoulders as a spring board as he whirled his grisly prayer beads around his cursed arm and chanted mantras of his own design. Upon his corpse pale arm, curses and prayers were written in ink which now glowed with white fire. With a flick of his wrist and slam of his palm, one spirit was exorcised immediately. Another was cut down by Fu's chaos mist, blood rain infused axes. One was routed by a swarm of butterflies made of fire as a long wolf's howl echoed through the passageways, marking the beginning of the hunt. The fourth ghost put up enough of a struggle that Ping and Fu were forced to fight it together, axes swinging through misty limbs, ethereal weapons bouncing off of spider silk, and ancient spells flung through the air that scattered the lesser spirits crowded behind the greater geist.

But this strong warrior was brought low, not by berserk rage, or heretical sorcery, but instead by a blade that emerged from the shadows at his back. Unseen even amongst the dead, Qiang emerged from the darkness and with a sword coated in prayer talismans, drove it through the ancient soldiers back and sent him to his long awaited rest. Swinging her blade to wipe it clean, Qiang stalked behind the taller Fu as Ping rewrapped his prayer beads solemnly. Huili bounded down the hallway, surrounded by a swarm of mystical butterflies that burned like cinders.

Fu and Qiang moved in such perfect unison they were like a man and his shadow. Fu's expression could only be in the cold gleam of his eyes as he swung his two axes with such force as to propel and spin his body around, each blow sending cracks and ripple through stone as Qiang ducked and lunged beneath his earthshaking strikes, striking like a cobra with her prayer bearing blade, without a single emotion present in either her face or eyes, she struck down her opponents as if she was walking through a field plucking off the heads of flowers.

Ping created a Dying Grudge Shield (垂死怨怼㕹,Chuísǐyuànduìfá), and grabbed Huili by the scruff as the alpha of the pack charged headlong into the surging wave of hungry ghosts.
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>>5699696

"Heel" Ping growled, the proud wolf blinked once, saw the force he had just nearly leapt into alone, and swallowed his dignity as a wild beast to obey his elder.

From the safety of Ping's protection spell, he unleashed a volley of ghost burning butterflies while Fu and Qiang stepped around either side of them to continue cutting a swathe through their ethereal enemies, the assassin blinking ahead with the "Phantom Cat Step" [幽灵猫步, Yōulíngmāobù], while Fu wore a second cape of the spirits he had convinced to fight by his side, their grudges forming a dense mist around and between both of the students of the graveside path.

And so, the battle had begun and the whole of the catacombs were filled with the sounds of battle as four faced thousands.
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Huili has reached Qi Condensation rank 7 and has been injured. Qiang has reached Qi Condensation Rank 9 and has been injured!
Result: A One eyed swordswoman. Outcome: Success

Fu and his ghostly entourage roared with one distorted voice, the little skin visible beneath his armor pale white and traced with veins as black as ink. His axes sang through the air, blood red mist and black bile spray as he rampaged, enraged by the warm blood that had been spilt onto cold stones. He fought not just to push back the seemingly endless horde of hungry ghosts but to protect his injured friends from their tide. At his side, silent with smoldering rage, Ping stood, his hands moving in complex hand signs as dozens of dying grudge shields and night lanterns were summoned and broken, shattering stone and eradicating ghosts until only their ghost flames remained.

Behind them Huili whimpered, licking his wounded leg as he trembled with an unearthly chill. Qiang watched her friend and Ping fight tooth and nail like dogs gone rabid and stood from where she knelt. She blinked to clear the haze from her eyes and found that one half of her vision remained blurred. Then like a dagger pushed through that eye, she felt a sting of pain. Blood trickled down her forehead from a cut made by a spectral blade. She thought it had missed her eye, but not she knew, could sense that the serrated edge of the sword carried a curse. She didn't practice or study such under handed tricks, she was a former assassin and even when she was a hired killer she had ideals she refused to abandon, but she knew a curse, one had to when their cultivation method relied on the kindness of vengeful spirits.

She sighed, and clenched her jaw as she stepped between the injured wolf at the few ghosts that had gotten past the overwhelming force of Fu and Ping. Steeling herself, she reached up and plucked out her eye, a whine of pain escaping her lips as she pulled the ruined organ out of her skull, feeling the curse energies roiling between her fingers and with her remaining eye saw the black mist rising from her already blinded eye. Black mist like the clouds of grudge energy

She had an idea.
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>>5699699

Ripping the eye fully out of its socket, tearing its nerves and veins, she popped it between her teeth and bit down, filling her mouth with scalding enmity and then, taking a deep breath, she unleashed the mouthful of resentment and her own reserve of internal grudges onto the spirits standing before her. Slowed and weighed down by the weight of spite, she cut them down easily, despite having to readjust for her loss of depth perception. Qiang knew she was lucky that Fu and Ping were taking care of the bulk of the enemies' forces. The fight dragged on, until after hours of fighting, the stubborn souls gave up and their general beat the drums of retreat.

Only then did Qiang allow herself to collapse beside the wounded Huili, content that they had succeeded in their duty and had protected their master as she meditated.
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Huanliuxue's cultivation continues uninterrupted, as she rapidly scales the rungs of the foundation establishment stage, soaring like a dragon out from a well filled with frogs. But still more enemies surround the sleeping princess as she nears the first breakthrough of her unparalleled cultivation. And as the Demonic Cat is half a step from core formation, the target of her oldest grudge rears its head.

As her aura causes wild life to grow, flourish and mutate and the dead to rise and walk amongst the living and enmity to take root in the hearts of men, the Ling take swift notice of the beast that had long eluded them and humiliated them by devouring their favored heir in the mortal realms and butchering their young masters.

Though beaten back to their own territory, the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight sect rally and push through the defensive lines and formations of the winter blossoming wisdom sect to take the head of the impudent beast that has been so terrible a thorn in their side. And as Ling banners are flown once more over Chuan soil an unexpected complication, for both the Guardians of the celestial sunlight and Palace of the natural laws arrived in the form of a bloodthirsty young woman.

Event: The ogress' festival of slaughter
<https://youtu.be/iUi2CkNKYOA>
The rogue Líng Yāonān (妖囡, Devil's Daughter) had entered the battlefield before the Ling's assault on the mountain from which the great pillar of spiritual energy emerged from could begin.

Wearing a cracked jade mask stolen from the elder she beheaded, still speckled with their dried blood, the ogress of a swordswoman spoke her own challenge to the gathered cultivators of the Ling and their allies and created a battleground for herself.

Soon, the ogress was wading through a mire made of daoist blood as the hidden sect of heretics, outcasts and beasts watched the carnage that dyed the thousand rivers and lakes red.
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>>5699701

Sect action

How does the Sect intervene in this familial conflict, if at all?

>Fu, Qiang and Hong, defying orders, immediately attack the ogress as she gleefully murders her former sect mates [Result:??? additional modifiers: Qiang is injured]

>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]

>Deciding it is best to let ones enemies kill themselves, they wait to see who emerges the victor before joining the fray [result: ???]

>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]

>Write in
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
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>>5699702
What was Qiang's Law again? Something Ghost right? I want to help her obtain a ghost eye or something. That would be cool. Basically Gathering Yin energy to form an eye of grudges Allowing her some special utility for her assassination techniques.

>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
>>5699712
Qiang follows our law.
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>>5699723
Although I wouldn't mind this one too
>>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
This is >>5699499 voting from the wage cage. Gotta respect Qiang tearing her own eye out to assist in the fight, and of course the Ogress decided to pull up. Hope our blood qi doesn’t give her a buff during this fight.
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>>5699702
So this is how she improves to catch us up.

>Improve our defences.

If she comes knocking, Monu can handle it. . hopefully.
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>>5699702
>>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]

I say that maybe once we wake up we really dig into our Blood Qi. Maybe we could use it to help Qiang grow a new eye, fix Fu's scars (I feel bad when we're shown how he give such an effort to hide them) and maybe give Feiqing a more normal look. If they want, of course, but it's still kinda sad that we literally have that power at our hand and we don't help our more troubled students

Also i'm between just take our defenses or actually make some grand entry that leaves everyone fucking clueless and make the Ogress leave before she makes her breakthrough, but that technique that outright can kill a soul just makes me fear for Dong, Qiang and Fu. Specially Fu, because maybe the Ghosts he have in him might make something stupid and make a monster out of the body of our boy
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
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>>5699723
To be more precise, she follows our death&grudge law. She can't do blood because it's Yang and only we can pull crazy shit like that.
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>>5699745
Fu wears them with pride.
Feiquing. . eh, more important stuff to do.
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>>5699745
I’m still betting on Feiqing reforging himself with his work.
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]

>>5699712
>>5699745
Qiang gonna be looking like one of the GOATs from the otherwise mid franchise.
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
We absolutely have to get Qiang the coolest eye.
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]

But they have to be cautious because if the ogress get going so hard she massacres everything ammassing chaff isn't going to stop her.
Though if she gets to the steps of the sect monu should be able to scare her away.
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>>5699745
>>5699811
>>5699815
I can't stop imagining Qiang as some sort of female red headed Xiahou Dun now that she ate her own eye
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>>5699815
Wait I just remembered the Hunter Deity Eye one of the assassins we fought way back in Thread 3. We created the Vein Hunting Eye by trying to recreate it with blood qi, so I’m curious if we can physically recreate it now that we have more experience.
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>>5699702
>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]

I can see this as a pretty easy sell. Ling girl wants bigger fights. Monu’s little girl is looking to kill gods. Let her ascend to her next level (merely Golden Core!) and the Ling girl can climb separately. Become another godslayer, help Monu’s child take down the unjust gods. Or not. But when the deed is done and a demonic beast has triumphed over immortals, the Ling girl while have her final fight. One that, win or lose, she will never be able top.
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>>5699702
>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]
Probably not gonna win, but I'd still like to see it.
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>>5699968
Same. It’d save our sect’s strength for whatever third wave crashes against us.

Because of course there’s a third wave. Bad things come in threes after all. They could also come in fours, but that’s a lucky number for us.
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>>5700041
True, the gods haven't tried meddling yet.
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>>5699928
>>5700041
Y'know what? I'll change to support this, if only to build up to a really cool fight later down the line
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>>5699928
It actually works because she probably doesn't know it's huan who humiliated her.
So we can tease her for it later too!

And if we can get an exchange of gifts as rivals we can ask or barter for the desert viper skull (or even her core) so we have a starting point to revive her.

>>5699702
>>5699824
Changing my vote to:
>>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]

If she is mad enough to crush even her own sect then she needs a support, and huan is never averse to killing ling dogs.
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>>5700064
>>5700119
Glad to convince a couple people to switch! It’s still 8v4 in favor of defenses, but maybe we can still swing it around.

I like it from the potential drama perspective more than the strength-saving aspect (though that’s valid too) since like >>5700119 mentioned she doesn’t know Huan was the corpse jumper.

I have full faith that Monu could twist her to our side at least until Huan is done with core formation. We’d almost certainly need to fight her when we’re done, but I don’t think any of us would complain about beating her down as a test of our post-cultivation power.
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>>5699702
>>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]
>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]
I'll switch why not
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>>5700133
I kind of want to trick the ogress into being sent to hell, a realm where she can slaughter and boss around as she likes.

Except that the next time we visit the spider we will hear fucking DOOM soundtrack.
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>>5700163
I don't know if that's a good idea, she probably would fully unlock the powers of the Ling demonic bloodline and become the second coming of the devilmind.
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>>5700175
I'm saying that because the Lings are descendants from the five colors and the devilmind, and her ogre-like probably means that the demonic bloodline is already more dominant in her.
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>>5699702
Oh sure, I'll switch from build up defenses to

>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]

It'll certainly be interesting if nothing else. And Monu would do almost anything to protect us.
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>>5700175
The funny thing about it is that FCE and the demon queen were married, and he seemed to miss her. So clearly they had times where they could actually get along in spite of what seemed to be very different world views.

It makes me want to see situations where they have to put up with each other for some shared purpose just to see how they get along without killing each other. Far easier said than done, especially when she’s already attacked our disciples and any situation worth a teamup is well and truly FUBAR anyway.
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>>5700207
The flashback to devilmind's cat and what five colors said gave me the impression that demons were closer to Anjing's type, not really evil, just gruesome, then the likes of Baoli and the spider siblings. But at some point she went insane at some point. Very worried what could possibly have caused that and if we are going to have to face it.

But yeah, the ogress is a delicate situation, she is clearly powerful and with potential, predictably unpredictable, and has previous history both with us and our disciples that could start conflict at any time.
Still, I was wrong when I thought that sister wouldn't be so incredibly based, so who knows, maybe somehow there's a way it can work out well.
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>>5700210
demons back then
and face it in the future
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>>5699702
Pulse check! Easy vote to do by phone at least.

>Votes - 14
lRNUBvS9
Zi9cKKno
+aGxTlDP
Le4kiWoX
OmabJSs6)
UO99zqnY
p8D8LAkR
MMCSU7is
ADo/HIB6
kGsyQ6cX
ogqSSlLf (PSaCKdoD?)
cDsd4oY9
eWMne00y
CYYVh68H

>DE-FENSE - 8
lRNUBvS9
+aGxTlDP
OmabJSs6)
UO99zqnY
p8D8LAkR
MMCSU7is
ADo/HIB6
kGsyQ6cX

>Enemy of my enemy - 6.5
+aGxTlDP (as tiebreaker?)
cDsd4oY9
eWMne00y
CYYVh68H (switched from another ID?)
PSaCKdoD (ogqSSlLf?)
Zi9cKKno
Le4kiWoX

I thought alliance had pulled ahead of defense, but one switch vote hadn’t voted before so it’s still one switch short. More competitive than expected either way!
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Changing my vote from >>5699745 to
>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]
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>>5699702
>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort
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>>5700253
>PSaCKdoD (ogqSSlLf?)
Sorry i'm phoneposting and switching between data and wifi to follow as much as i can.
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>>5699702
>>By improving the defenses of their sect's temple and Fu's village, and recruiting the recently awakened dead and the wandering heroes of Chuan to help in the effort [Result: ???]
An expansion of Huan's realm into the living
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>>5699701
>>5700253
I'm also changing my vote (>>5699711) to
>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]

Sorry tally anon
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>>5699702
>>5700253
You know what?
>>5699723
>>5699725
Count my vote just for
>Against the protests of Fu's companions, cultivators or Not, Monu approaches the Ling girl with an offer for a temporary alliance [Result:???]
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>>5700253
Mini update

>New votes - 2
nU3zrw4
kfNr+eNo

> Defense - 2
nU3zrw4
kfNr+eNo

>Switched from Defense to Alliance
p8D8LAkR
lRNUBvS9
+aGxTlDP (initially counted as 1 for defense and .5 for alliance as a tiebreaker)

New tally is 16 total gotes (14+2), 7 votes defense (8+2-3), and 9 votes alliance (6.5 +2.5)

>>5700339
No need to apologize! This tally anon is also in the alliance camp.

Now I wonder if the original tally anon is still among us.
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Ending the vote now.

>>5700253
>>5701057
Many thanks junior for showing such filial piety and undertaking the trial of tallying on your lonesome.

Very surprised but happy with the outcome, since I get to write something very FUN now.

So Monu will, against the protest, warnings and pleas of Fu and crew, will approach Yaonan with an offer of a temporary alliance against their shared enemy

Namely anyone else named Ling or in their service.

Update will arrive shortly
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Though most would give a sigh of relief or even smile smugly or grin viciously like hungry wolves gnawing on bones at the news of their enemy being slaughtered at their doorstep by a unaligned third party, a portion of the Palace of Natural Laws sect was vocally opposed by the surprise arrival of the rogue sword maniac Yaonan and refused to consider her slaughter of the chaff and fodder of the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight Sect to be a blessing. Of course, those who had fought against the devilishly natured woman were the ones who most outspoken against trusting the ogress to act in the favor of the sect even accidentally. Fu, Qiang, Hong, Lanfen and Liu warned both the grand elder of the sect and their peers and junior martial brothers and sisters of the dangers Ling Yaonan posed, even when she was half way sane which she couldn't be trusted to be if even half of the rumors surrounding her and her defection from both her clan and sect and what mischief and murder she had gotten up to since her betrayal of her blood and kin were true.

It didn't help that all of that group of disciples had a grudge against the ogress, having been beaten to a pulp, humilated and one of their number robbed of his vision by wild bitch's blade. Yujijiao of course added her voice to their argument, reminding everyone who could hear her that the ogress had chopped off her head. And with Huanliuxue practicing intense closed door meditation, Monu was the highest authority they could beseech and plead to not grow complacent just because Yaonan had blunted the spear of the sun botherers and the Ling clan that lead them. However, the toad witch wore a curious smile as she heard each of those disciples grisly tales, a certain crafty look in her squinted eyes as she rubbed her chin and thought and smoked her spirit stone laced opium. While Fu, Qiang, Hong and even the comparably meeker Lanfen pushed for attacking the ogress in force, and Yujijiao muttered suggestions of inviting demons from hell to feast on her bones, Monu with a wave of her sleeve, a bubbly smile and peachy cheeks declared loudly and proudly to the students gathered before her that she would not ignore the Ogress of Ling, but neither would she rush to attack her while her back was turned in vengeance for her acts of violence or even murder against a number of the sect's disciples.

Instead, The Grand Elder and Mother of the illustrious Sect head, with her trademark croaking cackle breathing out a dense cloud of white, intoxicating smoke that she wanted to meet the girl to see how she matched up to the grisly stories told about her. But the toad witch did not end with that and kept talking, to the outrage and disbelief of those who had met her, in particular Fu, Qiang and Yujijiao.
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>>5701163

Instead of leaving it vague and open how exactly she would meet her, Monu openly admitted she'd seek a temporary alliance with the murderous brat and kept cackling when Fu's face turned nearly as red as her daughter's coat and Qiang's eyes radiated with killing intent. And the only one she even tried to calm and appease was the weeping Yujijiao, who she sweetly coddled while dismissing the other disciples.

Lei, Ping and Feiqing volunteered to escort her to the last known location of Ling Yaonan upon the now blood drenched valleys and fields of Chuan, while the students whose warnings had been ignored did not heed Monu's summons when she decided, hours later, that she should explain her reasoning for entreating with an offering an alliance to one of the sect's enemies. Instead they set about barricading the temple's interior and drilling until their hands bled in preparation to defend themselves and the temple, from either the Ling army or Yaonan herself.

With a flippant shrug Monu left them to mope while she traveled gayly to meet the bloodthirsty young woman
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<https://youtu.be/_M-6lkoi6L4>

Ling Yaonan was lounging atop a mountain of corpses, in various states of dismemberment, her beloved and trusted sword unsheathed and stabbed through the skull, neck and torso of the "brother" who had given her the most trouble in the last bout of fighting. He'd even managed to leave a memory on her fair skin, a wound that would leave a nice scar along the back of her hand and up to halfway up the respective arm like a bolt of lightning. His bisected face was twisted into the look of agony and terror he wore when he died, after she had without use of physical cultivation, Qi empowering or any weapon besides her bare hands tore off one of his legs.

She was admiring the still bleeding wound on her arm as crows, mice, and maggots made a feast out her grisly throne which she had decided to build by stacking the corpses of the weaklings that had been sent in a truly misguided attempt to slow her down or wear her out, when there was a dignified cough disrupting the silence of the dead and scaring away the corpse eating crows that surrounded her in the center of the now empty battlefield. Yaonan thought the cough sounded like a matron of a whore house trying to draw the attention of a rowdy and unwanted guest.

She lifted up the mask she pulled off of her abusive elder's corpse and smiled as she looked down from her couch of corpses to see a truly beautiful and stunning woman, a jade like beauty with two curious lines of moles dotted beneath her sultry and playful fox eyes. She was wearing a short hemmed daoist robe, colored a beautiful and all too familiar shade of red and adorable pink, which would've alerted her to the fact she was a fellow cultivator if the pressure the voluptuous and haughty looking woman exuded.
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>>5701164

Which would be enough to terrify most cultivators of the age into groveling, but Yaonan delighted in meeting the strong and mighty. They were more fun to cut up after all. The vibrations from her sword told her that this particular pretty face was even more terrifying than herself, how fun!

"Ling Yaonan" The woman spoke with a voice like a goddess of desire, an avatar of temptation and desire, sultry and haughty that would surely drive men mad with lust and wanting "I assume"

"You assume correctly" The ogress snickered, leaving the broken jade mask sitting atop her head like a cap "I don't recognize your colors, are you a friend of the Ling or a foe? Either way, unless you came here to fight, I want nothing to do with you. I am trying to catch up on my beauty sleep, something you should understand hmmm <3"

"Eh, foe by association" The woman answered while the handsome boys around her stood stiffly and Yaonan wondered if something under their robes were stiff as well "Though your child killing ways do disgust me, I have no personal strife with you, little girl"

"Ohoho, how bold and despite what rumors surround me, I don't kill children nor do I devour them. I might be tall and have red eyes, but I am no demon" Yaonan snorted, brushing off the accusation "What, did you want my autograph or something or did you actually come here to fight me over some tall tales, Hnheh"

"There are children who are not human girl, but I wouldn't even roll my eyes if you did eat human flesh" The woman explained drolly with her eyes drooping tiredly, as if meeting her was boring her to death "I use it to make medicine and poison after all"

"Hm, refreshing to meet someone who actually understands the worth of results and power <3" The ogress tittered "But you still haven't said if you've come to grind me up into makeup or just drag away some of my cushions like the other scavengers"

The two handsome men and the other extra who made Yaonan feel a twinge of pity just from the sight of him exchanged silent glances as the truly bosmoy raven haired woman stepped closer to her, her hands stowed away in the sleeves of her robes while her best assets bounced freely, unrestrained from any bindings or laws of decency. Yaonan could respect that kind of attitude.

"Neither, brats make poor foundations and worse lip stick, Heh-Heh-Heh" The woman said, sticking out a fat toad like tongue "No, I just figured woman in a man's world should stick together, and heretics like us should join together to show the stuffy old men in their palaces and shrines the true definition of strength"

"You don't need to be so blatant about it, your bit about using human corpses was enough to tell me you don't buy the bullshit the elders of the cultivation world peddle like rotten fish" Yaonan giggled, narrowing her eyes cutely as the woman came to the bottom of her throne of bodies "Just like the adorable little me <3, but that doesn't mean we're friends"
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>>5701166

"Certainly not, but adults and aged crones like me are wise enough to know when a partnership can be struck without any lingering attachments or serious relationships~" The woman said with a seductive smile that quickly turned to a gross toad like grin as her surprisingly dexterous tongue wrapped around her silver pipe like a tentacle

"I don't see any crow's feet on you" The ogress pouted "So what, do you want to hire me to kill someone? I do admit to have not exactly taken my finances into account when I murdered my old uncle, which if you know my name, you must've heard about"

"Why pay for the pleasure when you can have it freely?" The woman huffed haughtily, crossing her arms under her heaving chest while Yaonan picked at her ear and frowned "Besides, I'm sure shedding more blood and cutting down more lives is exactly the kind of payment you'd take"

"Eh, its worth as much to me as spirit stones, gold cash or exposure" She explained casually, having spent the whole of the conversation trying to find an opening in the apparently old crones defenses, but just like her age, she couldn't find it anywhere "Go on"

"You're fighting a sect that's one of the strongest in the what remains of the empire, and while you can overpower the weaklings they've nurtured, there are some actual monsters in their rank" the woman explained just as casually as she pressed the heel of her shoe against a mushy and half decayed skull

"I was once one of them <3" Yaonan chirped happily

"But you were never close to the ranks of the strongest" The woman sharply replied, parrying Yaonan's confidence with her curtness "And if you keep killing, they will send someone who can make easy work of you"

"I'm no frog in a well grandma, I'm the strongest of my generation. and I'm just growing stronger with every life I cut short" Yaonan growled back

"No you're not" The woman laughed, immediately intriguing Yaonan as she knew that was no lie or baseless claim, if she could come up to her and insult her like she has without so much as flinching. And that brazeness just made her like her more, but the temptation of finding out who could be stronger in the current crop of cultivators than Ling Yaonan was far more of an inncentive to humor her and not test the beauty's strength by immediatly attacking her, as she had been doing for any cultivator that had the balls to approach her since she began her rampage

"Go one" Yaonan growled hungrily

"You might get to meet her if you survive, which is why I am here, we're both threatened by the hornet's nest you've gone and kicked, you, me, and her" The woman said sweetly, but Yaonan could feel the venom lurking within her heart on her skin, raising up the hair on the back of her neck "And together we'll have a better chance of surviving"

"And later fighting eachother~" Yaonan interrupted with an excited trill

"If we join forces and combine our strengths' They both said in unison
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>>5701168

"So do you accept, or does this old woman need to beat some sense into you?" The woman boldly asked

"I don't care if I'm fighting solo or in a group, just stay out of my way and don't spoil my fun" Yaonan said, giving her few demands to enter into an alliance with this mysterious heretic "Just tell me your name and what your specialty is, so we can work better together, since I don't think calling you Big tits is very nice. It is Funny, but kinda mean Riiiiight~"

"Don't ruin my fun either, little girl, and I've been called that too much to care if its rude, its accurate after all, Heh-Heh-Heh" The woman said with that weird cackle again, it was kind of gross the more Yaonan heard it "And fine, that's more than acceptable. And you can Just call Me Monu, the toad witch"

"OH!" Yaonan shouted, skipping from her perch as the two pretty boys and the poor man reached for the weapons at their side "I've heaaaaard that name before <3! The old windbag I took this mask from always used to say I'd end up like you if I didn't shape up"

"So you killed him?" Monu snickered, cutely covering her mouth with her sleeve

"His fault for telling me his weakness" Yaonan said with a grin like a hyena, revealing her teeth that had sharpened into a mouthful of flesh tearing and bone crunching fangs "Never turn your back to a sword demon, especially if you've given them every reason to hate your guts"

"Well if you'll stoop to backstabbing, surely you'll not balk at coating that big sword of yours with my dragon killing poisons? It'll be a nasty surprise for the brave heroes that'll come looking to cut that pretty head of yours off of your shoulders" Monu said foxily from behind her sleeve

"Whatever it takes to win" The ogress proudly answered

"Maybe we'll become friends after all, I like a girl who knows her own heart. So, Yao-Yao, what do you say about getting right to the fun part?" Monu said playfully "And slaughter all of those self righteous pieces of shit, hmm?"

<https://youtu.be/bZsvL7-ovGw>
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Result: A Heretical Alliance. Outcome: success. Fu, Qiang, Hong, Liu, Lanfen and Yujijiao's relationships with Monu have suffered and they may ignored her orders or command despite her seniority and higher position in the sect. Their loyaltly and bond to Huanliuxue remains unchanged

And while the alliance between a witch and ogress was struck, and the horrors of a master poisoner working alongside an unrepentant sword maniac were unleashed up the unprepared disciples of the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight, and anyone else who dared to stand against the Poison Fairy and Sword Devil, Huanliuxue was quite comfortably cultivating.
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>>5701170

Ascending the ranks of the core formation stage faster than the whole of the cultivation world combined, while the Chuan lands was filled with corpses from that world, cut too ribbons or withered from deadly poisons, whose ghosts joined in haunting the region while Pure Blood Qi battled against the ghostly Yin, despite coming from the same source.

Even the mundane world of the region could no longer be called that as The Demon Cat's aura and the explosive bursts of her peculiar combination of spiritual energies flooded the lands. Though the number of fights between cultivators would've done that anyways, as would the literal rivers of blood and poison flowing from those battles.

Even the most blind and isolated of sects noticed now what was happening in Chuan, even those hopeful pacifists who told themselves that the cultivator whose Qi was blazing in the night sky like a second sun had to be a follower of the orthodox were forced to admit that the worst fears of the cultivation world had come true. Somehow a true and unabashed heretic had slipped by unnoticed, in spite of the Primordial roar that shook the lands setting them all on high alert, and had found some secret technique or treasure that had granted them power or wisdom none of them had seen in living memory. And that could not stand.

But while the passive and stagnant sects argued and debated how they should interfere as was their duty as the righteous sects of the world, as some of the sects partaking in the interregion squabble between the Sun and Winter alliances, one ignored the laws and restrictions all proper Daoists followed and another simply watched from the sidelines

The Winter blossoming wisdom Sect (冬䓵智, Dōngfūzhì) marched to war, lead by their dying head, while the the Five colors and Five purities (五彩和与五純度, Wǔcǎihéyǔwǔchúndù) sat upon their spring and attended no meetings or conferences.

Event: The Snow Tiger Emerges from his den

Xue Laohue's voice carried from one end of the Chuan lands to the other, as he recognized the techniques and poisons of the woman he betrayed and branded witch

" Hao Lianduye! You contemptuous witch ! How dare you persist to still live beneath the same heavens as I! Persisting in your wickedness, carrying on your sinful ways! This time I shall not be merciful. In spite of our past bonds, I shall take your head, Villain!"
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>>5701171

Sect action

Things keep getting more treacherous, the peaceful land of countless rivers has become a sea of fire and a mountain of blades!? What to do?

>Monu and her eldest daughter and her pet, driven wild with wrath at the entrance of their shared enemy attack him, unleashing a hundred percent of the power. [Result: ???. Additional modifiers. Ling Yaonan is currently allied with the Palace of Natural Laws. Fu and Co are unlikely to follow Monu into battle]

>Fu seeks out Yuyi, remembering his master's visits to the sect she stole the harmonious five elements spring water from, and with the disciples with a good reputation in the Martial world and world of cultivation, sneaks off to approach the Five colors and five purity sects to plead with them to help them fend of the two sects invading their turf. [Result:???. Additional modifiers. Fu and Co's heroism in the swamps and Su Zhe'xínglǚ's view of Huanliuxue]

>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

>And The Crow Crone Devil approaches Qiang and offers her assistance in ensuring the safety of the palace of natural laws and the Crow Killer herself. [Result: ???]

>Write in
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>>5701172
>Fu seeks out Yuyi, remembering his master's visits to the sect she stole the harmonious five elements spring water from, and with the disciples with a good reputation in the Martial world and world of cultivation, sneaks off to approach the Five colors and five purity sects to plead with them to help them fend of the two sects invading their turf. [Result:???. Additional modifiers. Fu and Co's heroism in the swamps and Su Zhe'xínglǚ's view of Huanliuxue]
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>>5701172
Well that's not great. About Monu or Snow tiger.

>Fu seeks out Yuyi
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]
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>>5701172
>Monu eases up on the remains of the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight and instead maneuvers in a way to have them clash with Winter blossoming wisdom
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>>5701172

>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

Just throw our insect army into the mix for maximum chaos
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

I like the idea of bringing the geges into this, it is actually the best time as i doubt there are more armies coming. (I expect the heaven meddling will be some extremely powerful cultivators instead of armies.)

The neutral sect should remain neutral and the ogress is best kept at arms lenght, and as much as i am intrigued by the crow crone offer openly allying with demons would cement us as the bad guys.
I know monu would want nothing more than to destroy the winter sect and their elder but it's best to strip the armies from around him first so she can freely gloat and kill him without too much interference.
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

Ok, I flip-flopped on this like 5 times, but I think that'll work.

Ideally what I would hope for, no matter what, is that whoever we pick will do good enough that the Winter Blossoming Sect force is pushed back, but not good enough that Family Vengence is denied Huan when she wakes up.

I feel like Monu and Co. going after them will end up getting the job done completely with the whole Winter Sect dead, even if it cost them some horrible injury, which makes that option not ideal. But on the other hand, this event seems like Frosty Crotch coming out of hiding with some of his best instead of the usual fodder, which is a force that I think even with the insect Army, might result in Feiqing's efforts failing outright. Especially given the lack of modifiers.

That said, since on the Monu and Co option it seems that Fu and Co will join the efforts of whatever option isn't the Monu and Co one, since it's specifically pointed out that they might not join her, maybe the combined whole of all of Huan's strongest minus Monu will do exactly what I want them to do and leave the old bastard exposed and even more weakened for Huanliuxue's return.

There's also the idea that there will be one more event after this which will be a better, if not less thematic, use of Monu's time.

Also, finally getting the Cute Gege's onto the scene would be great!
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

I like this option, because we don't poke more into the fractured relationship with Monu and Fu and Co, we don't drag the five spring elder into a war as our first, official meeting/action, and we don't associate/ally with demons (yet)

Plus, it brings the cute geges and Fu and the others will join. With this fucked up ant army it's surely a way to bring even more panic from the other sects, but I believe it's a good show of our power for when we finally end our cultivation.
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>>5701206
My fellow juniors have convinced me.

LET THERE BE GEGE'S!

Changing from this to
>Feiquing panicks and completes the tunnel.

I think we'll stop at golden core stage, would be very very lucky if we get half way through the stage [a 2 realm jump] but my money is on peaking out near the start of it.

If we made it to Nascent soul well. . I'll be.
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]
Welp, we've got some inter-sect drama to deal with once we're done leveling up. But now the insects!
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>>5701382

Even better, We have Insects under the lead of someone who studied war and army formations!
I don't think the sects are superb with them, given they only got to warring like 2-3 years ago after thousands of years of peace.

Tietie though is enthusiatic about it and has an ancient teaching scroll on the topic.
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>>5701172
>>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

Well we're not remaining allies with the Ling Yaonan for long hopefully we can fix the their relationship since it's a temporary alliance. The fact of the matter is they just had a battle and some are wounded. And most of the students are not even foundation realm.

They are not strong enough to protect the sect against outside forces. Who would have more core and foundation experts.
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>>5701172
I do have a fun idea for a write-in. Well, maybe “fun” is the better way to say it.
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. While the ants reinforce the sect, the bees and their princess step out onto the field, the sect’s second sanguine peach in hand…

I would love to see what a blood tree could do when weaponized by cultivator who commands plants and a battlefield of corpses to draw blood from.

Having a Yang-heavy locus so near Huan may be dangerous, but with her nature I’d expect her to simply adapt to it make her core as transient as her roots.
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]
Feiqing is best boy.
I hope one day he gets reforge into the gigachad he is.
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>>5701597
Now that is an idea to consider
Having the bee tend to such a tree would be interesting.

But i don't know if using it on a field of slaughter would end up tainting it, and i would refrain from using it unless it's a truly dire situation.
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>>5701727
Agreed on all points. I propose it since all choices seem to have advantages and drawbacks, and this would be very impactful on both fronts.

In the event of a tiebreaker being needed, I’d shift my vote to drowning the enemy in ants as the “normal” choice suggests.
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>>5701172
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]
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>>5701597
>I would love to see what a blood tree could do when weaponized by cultivator who commands plants and a battlefield of corpses to draw blood from.
that sounds like a good way to get blood qi corrupted
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>>5701919
Yep, we should not have beginners messing with blood Qi. Especially not without it being a real emergency (pretty sure the insects can do plenty of damage just with the element of surprise!)
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>>5701980
>We are about to fight heretics expect the unexpected
>pfft, how weird can they be? Surely we of the orthodox faction can't be beaten the worst will be breaching the winter sect lines for sure..
>arrive at the place and there's rivers of blood and ghosts
>the ogress immediately betrays us, who could have seen that coming?!
>suddenly the ground is ants and the sky is bees
>not the bees.jpg
>somehow the toad witch has returned
>want to go back home and cultivate in peace but the heavens are watching

This is just the shittiest day for the orthodox guys
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>>5701980
>>5701597
The peach is in the cultivation chamber, with Huan
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>>5702015
Better hope Huan doesn't finish up with this going on, because at that point willing joining the cycle of rebirth would be a smarter choice.
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>>5702015
>For the gods... We barely make it out of that battle with most of our members, and our elder it's in even worse shape, I doubt he makes it out of this year
>It's been 2 year since the Battle of the Ant-hill, the reports from the village that lives near says that even if the place it's haunted and ridden by undead and ghost, they have some sentience and are part of that heretics army like the ants
>The people there apparently are ok and still happy... What kind of spell does those heretics used on them? If any, the worst part, IS THAT WE DIDN'T DETECT ANY SPELL OR SOMETHING AFFECTING THEM
>Wait... what now? The flow of Qi it's even higher on the cultist hq? it's awakening?! Oh god, WHAT DO WE DO NOW?!
>She's getting out of the cave...
>Oh no... She's marching with her undead army... gigant ants... BEE? JIANG SHI?! GHOULS?! F-FUCKING DEMONIC BEASTS?! WHAT'S GOING ON
>AAAAAAAAAAAAH, SAVE US FIVE COLOR EMPEROR
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>>5702059
And then 5 color will be like...
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>>5702079
"Lol" said 5CE, lmao.
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>>5702050
Ah, I missed that. I thought she didn’t take it because of the Yang-alignment, but it’s just a lesser bonus since she’s still a practitioner with blood qi.

>>5701597
>>5701172
Officially switching my vote to
>Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation [Result: ???]

Also, don’t think I didn’t notice that line about odd statues! Huan is going to have a coronary when Feiqing shows her his “stone puppets” and they turn out to be the same ones that beat her so soundly when confronted early on.

It won’t kill her, of course. Blocked blood flow to the heart really doesn’t mean much when she could make new arteries with a thought.
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Ending the vote, tallying the result now. Happy freedom day for any of you who live in the White eagle nation.

Fu seeks out Yuyi, remembering his master's visits to the sect she stole the harmonious five elements spring water from, and with the disciples with a good reputation in the Martial world and world of cultivation, sneaks off to approach the Five colors and five purity sects to plead with them to help them fend of the two sects invading their turf. :1

Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. And unleashes Tiexingege's army on all who threaten his savior's life and cultivation: 11

Monu eases up on the remains of the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight and instead maneuvers in a way to have them clash with Winter blossoming wisdom:1

Feiqing, panicked by all that is going on, with Lei's assistance and a few odd statues he turned into stone puppets, works overtime to complete the tunnel to the primordial wilderness. While the ants reinforce the sect, the bees and their princess step out onto the field, the sect’s second sanguine peach in hand…: 0

Near landslide victory for Feiqing and Lei to break their backs and complete the tunnel, adding more fuel to the wildfire raging through Chuan by adding the Gege's to the equation so the black iron ant army can defend Huanliuxue's life and her cultivation

Update will arrive shortly

>>5702015
>>5702059
>>5702079
>>5702103
LMAO
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>>5703386
Subtle entrance? Understated announcements?

DO YOU KNOW WHO THE IMPERIAL CAT EMPRESS IS!?!?!
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>>5703437

Four fourteen threads we have said "lay low, bide our time, one day, not yet."

This thread is different.
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>>5703440
THE TIME IS NOW, OLD MASTERS, OUR TIME IS NOW!

We didn't really get a choice in this case, given we were that successful that we couldn't hide our advancements, but when the cards fall differently adaptation is a valuable skill.
So why not go wild with it?
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>>5703440
Agreed with >>5703441. Our preparations were far, far more noticeable than expected. They struck first. We now need to be sure they don’t get the chance for a second one.
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>>5703440
The thing about not yet, is that there is a time it arrives.
Besides, they attacked us first. Ignore the fact we were planning on going after the winter sect when we reached golden core. Which would be now.
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For hundreds of years, for centuries, Huanliuxue, The Red Cat Empress has been a figure of respect on our world, the one who brought back knowledge long forgotten and opened the eyes of the villanous orthodox of the time. But one of the pieces of arts that are the most famous at the time, and are still relevant, are the series of Haikus that Feiqing, The Gentle Smith, wrote on the first years of Huanliuxue campaing to make a place on the cultivation world, detailing part of his first years with The Red Cat Empress and her eventual reveal to the world

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One really old God wept
His beloved cat was hurt
So, the sky ripped apart
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A hate so long lost
Millions of His friends now gone
The Earth and Heaves shrunk
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To make right the wrongs
The scared kitty goes to hunt
Happy to shed blood
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The sins of the past
Brought to the present once more
Now the Peach fully grown
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The smilling cat came
The powerful crow stood there
Poof! The bird is dead
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Yeah so from some time I got interested in Haiku and this is just my first shot at it, right after reading half an article telling how to do it. I'm a ESL so I got kinda fucked with the counting the syllables but whatever
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>>5703451
Rule number one of life: never pull up to someone's residence without notice unless you have a death wish.
>>5703459
We have a poet among our ranks
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>>5703459
Excellent work, I think you did a fantastic job. Love the haikus you came up with
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>>5703459
I’ll kick in a couple.

Forging of new clans
Cats, bees, ants, royalty made
New courts bring old ways

The wheel still turns yet
The grudge unfulfilled
Immortals must fall

Our ghost majesty
Reads human romance novels
But dreams of spiders
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>>5703475
>>5703482
Thanks!

>>5703503
>Spoiler
Heh-heh-heh
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>>5703503
Nice

anyways
the update is coming. its big
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It was a time of chaos and fear, both in the mortal realm and the world of cultivation. From the lowliest of beggars to the greatest lords, from the weakest outer disciple to the highest and most mighty of young masters, all waited with baited breath to see which way the wind would turn as the Radiant Dawn slowly gave way to Crimson Night as poison and blood seeped into soil long parched off the wine spilt from war and the long slumbering dragons of the sect rose and took up arms once against eachother and the mysterious, nameless and faceless threat that had arisen under their noses as they shed blood and ended the lives of their fellow daoist for the sake of pride and face alone. Ghosts and buried soldiers rose and walked the roads. Strange wildlife and plantlife emerged from forests once tamed and serene. A demonic howling could be heard at night, carrying to all corners of the realm by the winds that reeked of rot and iron. And at night, the silver moon glowed dimly scarlet, like a baleful bleeding eye hanging in the heavens.

Cultivators joined priests in their prayers to the gods, pleading for divine guidance or celestial protection from whatever horror had ushered in this calamity even the blind could see rising up before their eyes, heralded by the parade of phantoms and corpses, the bloody winds, and the reemergence of villains long thought dead and outlaws recently branded as outcast and murderer. All of the mortals Chuan huddled by their fires, daring not to step outside the safety of their villages, cities or temples. Except for the youngest of the four sister cities, who were confident in the protection provided to them by the numerous martial heroes that walked its streets and called the riverside town their home. And even in the sects of the region that was the epicenter of these world shaking events, some dared not travel or even peek their heads out from their sect's retreats and strongholds, while the strongest of their number and their heads debated what the laws of the five sages would allow or demand them to do in the face of what to all seemed like the emergence of a great, dark power opposed to their virtuous and noble way of life.

Even in the sect belonging to the not so humble cat that was causing this stir with her talent, skill and foresight alone, there were those who trembled when they thought of what the future was to bring, as the shadows of great enemies and the din of their armies' approach haunted his dreams and waking life.

Feiqing might have become confident and braver than he was before, but he was not as fearless as some of his sect mates nor anywhere near as brazen as his master. And in spite of the strength he had cultivated and the fights he had won, the humble and hideous blacksmith retained what he considered a healthy survival instinct and enough common sense to consider his own self preservation.
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>>5703534

Others may dub it cowardice and timidity, but Feiqing was only still alive now because he knew when he should run and hide rather than stand his ground. And as he watched the dominos fall as the Grand Elder and doting mother of the Sect Head revealed in the slaughter she was now assisting and partaking in, and the catacombs where his master still meditated and contemplated the mysteries of death and life surrounded by ghosts long driven mad and insane from their heavens' ordained confinement beneath the earth, and even his own martial brothers and sisters now argued instead of obeying the temporary head of the Palace of Natural laws sect, with some even going so far as to ignore her decisions and prepared to fight the powerful ally she had won by what Feiqing saw as either sheer dumb luck or the show of Monu's legendary talents as a manipulator and seductress. Probably to the death, considering what said ally had done to a number of those same brothers and sisters.

Feiqing, despite holding a position of some importance in the sect, considering his level of cultivation, usefulness as a crafter and status as one of the first four disciples recruited to it before it was even a proper and named organization, could not lend his authority to either demanding his peers and juniors obey the Grand Elder or join them in their rebellion by assisting them in building defense and training with them. Not just because it was against his somewhat meek and cautious nature, but because he thought both the Elder and Fu and his friends were acting like idiot children!

Couldn't they see the threats around them? This was no time to seek revenge and no time to revolt against their elders! While the ogress might be a threat, even she and Monu combined couldn't stem the full tide of the Guardians of the Celestial sunlights wrath, and worse yet Monu lending her poisons and cunning to that towering brute of a woman had attracted a second tiger to gnaw on their bones and incensed a second army to march up to the gates of their temple. And what would lurking in the gloom beneath the mountain accomplish, while the strongest member of the sect gnashed her teeth and prepared to throw herself at her most hated rival beneath all nine of the heavens?!

DEATH! That was the only outcome Feiqing could see, both if he encouraged his juniors and peers to join the fray beside their grand elder, or advised them to remain in the safety of their stronghold to prepare for the inevitable counter attack. Even if they had more than doubled in size this year, and each of them were more talented than the young masters applauded by the orthodox sects, they were still grossly outnumbered by The disciples of both the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight and the Winter Blossoming wisdom sects, and their lesser allies! Even though they had spent the better part of the last couple of years slaughtering eachother.
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This was not a fight they could win, even if Huanliuxue burst from the ground as Underworld dragon. But Feiqing also couldn't run away and hide, he owed too much to Huanliuxue and even facing death was he not so terrified to abandon the few men and women in the world who had accepted him as their friend and brother despite his monstrous countenance

Rubbing his bearded chin, Feiqing sat down on the floor in deep thought, wondering what could be done to protect the master who had saved his life without interrupting her cultivation and ruining her refinement.

"What can I do, to save all that I cherish in this cruel world?" He sadly asked himself, before a tingle upon his foot alerted him to a tiny, lonesome ant crawling on his toe. And in that moment, the ape faced man was enlightened. Grabbing a working pick and hammer and his mute martial brother Lei, he set immediately to work.

Without Monu's attention, the various puppets she commanded had fallen still and lifeless, and without clear direction or command structure, the outer disciple and workers of the sect had too slacked in the work. But through the roughly hewn and hacked rock of the latest tunnel of the sect that extended for leagues away from it beneath the earth, past hard packed soil and solid stone, Feiqing could feel chittering and sense magical ores being picked away at and devoured.

The Palace of Natural Laws sect might be small. But they had an army rushing to meet them, lead by two princess trying so hard to reunite with their elder sister. With a confident smile and tears of rejoicing relief in his piggish eyes, Feiqing got to work with Lei at his side, telling no one besides the mute of his plan
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<https://youtu.be/YpS904mcfwM>
"I am telling you Lei, everyone has gone insane except you and Me. Ping is holding council with strange spirits, Fu, Qiang, and Yujijiao are in open rebellion, and I am pretty sure Huili has been eating people again" Feiqing snarled as he worked through the cloud of stone ground to dust and the miasmas unleashed from deep beneath the earth while his mask wearing friend nodded in agreement

Grunting, he set himself against the wall and grimanced, which Feiqing knew to mean "And that's without even considering that our beautiful grandmother is attracting the worse kind of attention, we'll be lucky if only she dies"

"You're lucky Huanliuxue can't understand you, or else just saying that outloud might rouse her from her meditations to scold you for daring to think her mother could die" Feiqing said grimly, finding absolutely no humor in their dire circumstances even though Lei did and showed it by laughing

"Hey, who knows, maybe the little moth will find enlightenment in our corpses! Maybe the buddhist deer will grow strong upon our bones" was what Lei's laugh meant. Feiqing did not dignify his flippant attitude with a serious response, and returned to working alongside him.
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and alongside the odd, triangular headed statues he had found while wondering the upper levels of the catacombs in despair. They were all smashed to pieces, but he was easily able to repair them and with a bit of practice, managed to replicate the spell Monu cast to guide her wooden and straw puppets throughout the temple grounds. Oddly enough, Siwang mentioned seeing a pristine statue of similar make in his nightly scouting flights, but Feiqing had counted again in the morning and he hadn't lost a single one of his collection of towering stone servants. Curiouser yet, Siwang had mentioned that it moved with the dexterity of living creature, rather than the sluggish and stilted gate that was the most Feiqing could produce with his novice skill at controlling puppets.

Maybe the owl had gained a sense of humor from mingling with his juniors? If he did, it was terrible. Feiqing didn't see the purpose in messing with his head like that, when it was already messed up with panic and the dread of losing all he held dear due to no fault of his own.

Grumbling he worked harder, his muscles feeling close to tearing as he swung against the rock with all his might, eventually forgoing the pick and hammer to strike with his meteorite iron infused arms, summoning the Astral Qi he had skimmed off the top of the jade throne as he used his open hand to cut through the walk and the spiritual essence of the void of space to displace them from the wall while Lei sang a song that seemed to only have "All gonna die, all gonna die, how fun" as its lyrics, despite sounding like a song kids would sing while they played.

They worked for days, for tireless nights, not sleeping or eating as they removed miles of stone and left it in the "Courtyard" of the temple. Someone was taking it from there, Feiqing wasn't sure if it was one of the outer disciples trying to keep the temple grounds clean, or Fu wanting to build walls that'd put the former imperial capital to shame around his city and the mountain. And he didn't care. He could feel the march of a thousand feet growing closer and closer and was determined to reach them. It didn't matter if he dropped dead in the process. He needed to reach the Geges and the armies they had both birthed. That would be the salvation of the Palace of Natural laws and for Huanliuxue and if he would gladly lay down his life if it meant preserving the sanctuary that welcomed him and the master that had saved him and treated him so kindly.

Lei? Well he wasn't sure how Lei felt or why he was working so diligently beside him besides the bounds of their sworn brotherhood. The man was nearly as whimsical as their master and had a stranger head on his shoulder than half of the young beasts they were raising.
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"Nibble, nibble, going to feed the flesh of the dogs of the gods to the little cuties <3" Lei mumbled, the working song coming out as a jumbled mess of grunts and groans

"Ah of course!" Feiqing chuckled "You have a grudge of your own against the heavens, just like Huanliuxue, just like Monu, just Like Fu"

"Just like you" Lei said, sounding unusually wise and sagely

Feiqing frowned, and realized he did have a bone to pick with the gods who chose to shape him the way they did and set him down on the life that lead him to here. Sure it had all turned out well, but he had nearly lost his head a dozen times before his fortunes turned around. Somehow, the fatigue of his muscles and exhaustion deep in his bones seemed to vanish after that realization, and he was able to work with the same intensity as he had when he first started tunneling like a madman besides an actual mad man.

The wall loosened and began to crumble

And the smith and cultist were met by the curious waggling of a giant's ant antenna before it disappeared into the darkness of the unlit tunnel they had just breeched.

In a matter of hours, its mother appeared before them along with Jiǒnghuāgége (炅花格格, Shining Flower Princess), who was looking strangely human. Which lead to lei demanding to see the human form of Tiěxīngége (铁心格格, Iron heart Princess) before either him or Feiqing would explain why their expressions were so stricken and their face so shallow and pale.

Because of course he did
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"Oh that's terrible!' The freckled and silver haired Jionghuagege wailed, covering her mouth in shock once Feiqing had explained to not so little princess and the quite small princess exactly the kind of troubles Huanliuxue and his students and found themselves in due to no fault of their own, besides maybe the way Monu choosing to assist the ogress in her slaughter in a way that made it clear she was involved in it. The Bee Princess was dressed in clothes woven from white petals and living vines, while the Ant princess was dressed in what looked like raw iron she had pounded into armor that vaguely resembled the chitin of her native state.

Which made her look ridiculous, as unlike Huanliuxue or Jionghuagege, she appeared as a little girl when she was human. A deeply tanned, scar covered little girl. Her hair was black, and while duller than her sisters, still had a metallic glint to it. But while Jionghuagege's eyes were of the peach blossom shape, Tiexingege's were sharp, triangular and threatening. Which made her glare almost intimidating in spite of short stature and bratty looks

"How dare they! The bastards! Do they have any pride as men? Attacking someone while they might as well be asleep? The audacity of these fuckers!" Tiexingege drawled angrily and Feiqing couldn't help but wonder who taught her that language, it couldn't have been Huanliuxue or Qiang, maybe Fu had been a poor role model to her?

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"Tie tie!' Jionghuagege scolded while Lei nodded in agreement and silent approval of the little princess' rather crude assessment of the situation

"There is no reason to scold her, she has every right to be angry and express it" Feiqing said, raising a calming hand as Tiexingege huffed and pouted, crossing her arms and giving him a curt nod while Jionghuagege looked like she had just bit into a lime

"I'm angry to" Jionghuagege said after allowing silence to settle, polite and pleasant as always despite the furrowing of her brow "Not only are we going to have to wait to see our older sister, but there are ruffians at her door, this can't be allowed to carry on"

"Exactly what I was thinking Jiong-Jiong" Tiexingege said, as Feiqing sighed in relief and slouched were he sat, grateful he didn't have to waste any breath or time convincing them of his plan, since it was obvious they were bothing thinking the same thing as he was.

"Let me gather my kids up and we'll march to war! Its the least we can do for Red fur!" Tiexingege "Though we both owe her a great debt, ripping apart some cowardly shitstains who think they could beat her if they attacked while her back was turned should be a nice little gift to give her when she returns from her training"

"She's cultivating, not training" Jionghuagege corrected with a wag of her finger

"Whatever!" the smaller gege barked angrily "Just get your daughters ready for a scrap, Jiong-Jiong, we're calling up all the reserves and are marching to a true war!

Feiqing thought that Tiexingege sounded a little too excited, all things considered.

<https://youtu.be/HLk4nj0dZ7Q>
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Result: Revolting Beasts: The Iron princess' rampage. Outcome: Extreme success

No one, not even the palace of the natural laws itself, expected the arrival of a third army. An army of giant, armored ants and massive honey bees that emerged from beneath the mountain at the center of the maelstrom of ghostly yin qi and accursed blood qi.

Before the dithering old sages and arguing elders of the sects could react, the army of monstrous insects rallied around the mountain and its surrounding lands in strict formations in a carefully and brilliantly planned defensive line behind walls of living trees that sprouted in a day and grew as tall and proud as ancient titans within a fortnight . Thinking that this must be the source of all the trouble, a hidden hive of demonic beasts the young master of a minor sect flew into battle, thinking insects to be easy prey, as ants and bees were the least of all life.

His mistake cost him his life. And he was but the first to fall.
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As then emerged the mother of one half of the forces, who, despite appearing as a human child, a most abhorrent affront to the natural order and mandates of the heavens, shouted to the skies
a challenge against both the armies of the Guardians of the Celestial Sunlight, the Winter blossoming wisdom, and the other sects that had been roused to action at the emergence of a stampede of demonic beasts that

"Not one of you weaklings is touching my big sister without getting through me and my soldiers first! You don't have the right to threaten Red Fur without even proving your strength first! I'll show you what backstabbing earns you, wretched cowards!"

And so began the darkest day in ten generations of cultivators, as the Ant that they had at first scoffed and laughed at, proved to be a military and tactical genius, who put to shame even the rare acolyte of the long forgotten arts of war like the late Ling Meng or the triumphant and heroic Chuān Jianjun. In fact, she made those two modern generals and indeed every general that had partaken in the war against the false emperor or the border conflict of Ling and Chuan, seem like children waving swords around.

On their own, or even in a swarm, the ants and bees weren't a threat, but when commanded and strengthened by the mysterious arts of their leaders and apparent mothers, their strength was multiplied by ten fold and the cohesion of their units and tactics became so tight that not even a hair could pass through their defenses. And despite fighting amongst themselves, the sects allied to the Guardians of the celestial sunlight and the Winter blossoming wisdom sect, were entirely unprepared to deal with an true, professional army trained and drilled tirelessly by someone who actually understood more than the absolute basics of warfare

They did not protect their supply lines, or even know to establish them, being used to crushing any beast with the same disdain as they would a worm beneath their feet. And so black iron ants burrowing through the soil stole their supplies and raided their stores while they were squabbling over who and which sect deserved to lead the charge and take command of the alliance that had been hastily formed. And then while their first squads sent to subjugate the insects were encircled and slaughter, a fragment of the army broke off to swarm and fill the place left by the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect that had allowed the Guardians of the Celestial sunlight to stream through uncontested, while another, supported by shambling corpses and hungry ghosts, crashed into the might of the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect as they rushed for the mountain.
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And the rogue cultivator, aided by the heretical, demon raising witch, took full advantage of the blow the demonic insects had dealt to the two armies, as a great miasma rolled out over the snow covered hills and the crazed swords demon appeared to meet the Ling clan's army as they routed and fled from the hill of corpses that ants built from their dead.

And while the sects of the regions of Ling and Chuan were humiliated and mocked by their more distant peers for being unable to deal with "Mere insects" and the geniuses and young masters of the sects that had not died in the opening of the war, torn limb from limb by the "Impudent vermin" they had grossly under estimated, buried themselves in their studies of warfare, buying relics and demanding them from mortal allies and libraries in a desperate attempt to match the strength of the "Black Iron devil", the rank and file of the sects were forced to deal not only with the swarms of demonic insects, the hungry ghosts and jiangshi, but the land itself turning against them, as they focused on the Ant princess as the main and sole threat.

and forgot to pay any attention to her meeker sister, who had put to good use her ancient techniques and magics and revealed herself to be just as strong as her sister. Few cultivators dared to mention that both of the insects were only the equivalent of foundation establishment novices, but with their armies, had beaten and humbled , nor speak the rumors of other kinds of beasts and even heretical cultivators joining the battlefield on the side of the abominations who dared walk as humans, or that the ogress and witch were allied with them in someway or that this was all the result of a centuries old scheme of all the heretics and villains of the world.

None of them could know that the true cause was once just a notched eared house cat who came from the flames of her village and the enmity watching her people be slaughtered awoke within her. Though the mortals of the land did turn to the shrines they had built to her to pray for their salvation and her to once again intervene in the darkest hours of the Chuan people.

And all the while, the true cause of all this chaos, Huanliuxue, remained in deep contemplation, cultivating further and further, ascending faster than a shooting star burning across the night sky as she stepped from one rank of the core formation stage to the next with the same ease as hopping across stones in a river, acquiring power at an unprecedented and unbelievable rate. The influx of spiritual energies was beginning to taper and slower, but she had not yet finished cultivating, even as the Quantity of Qi she absorbed turned from a bottomless ocean to a trickle of rain as her cultivation base expanded further and further, and her beast core expanded and refined countless times.
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Final Event: The Old Man atop the Mountain

And sensing this, the heavens again interceded. Wrathful at the fall of the martial gods who had been unable to strike down a simple cat and outraged that that same cat dared to outshine their mortal descendants and bring such chaos to the mortal realms, and fearful of what would happen if the same beast to endure a heavenly tribulation through trickery was allowed to finish her cultivation that made even the greatest of the last ten generations seem to be the stumbling of the untalented and unblessed, chose to simply smite the annoyance, receiving the five colors emperors blessing to ignore their usual clauses and laws of non interference to attack with all their might.

But, when the heavenly array appeared in the sky, alighting the blood red night and banishing the black clouds of grudges, resentment, enmity and undying curses that emerged from the mountain, banishing ghosts and cowing beasts, it was challenged by an aurorae of a five colors.

And beneath the massive celestial array powered by dozens of gods, a single, furious old man appeared. Overlooked by the younger gods, he raised a single hand and outstretched a single finger, challenging the full might of the nine heavens with just that and a simple protection spell. One he had learned from looking upon its creator. Summoning on his own grudge against the crimes of his students and descendants, he intervened with a cocky smile as the first bolts of divine retribution fell towards the mountain

To the utter horror of those watching, cultivators and mortals alike, the great heavenly away cracked and broke as soon as it appeared, seemingly without a cause as a surge of yin qi followed by yang qi erupted from the mountain, roiling black clouds and scarlet mists oozing from the mountain that had been split and sundered by not broken or crushed.

Shaking his smoking finger, the five colors emperor coolly departed the scene as he sent the strongest of the modern celestial realm flying with a single flick of his finger against a humble dying grudge shield. And far below his feet, Huanliuxue's eyes began to open, casting off the dust that had settled over them.

<https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K43ui9_ul1M>

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>>5703551

1st Bonus choice of 4./b]

>Further evolution as a magical beast [Including a unique evolution amongst the choices]
>Bloodline creation
>Secret art: Monarch of the Phantom Butterflies: The dead recognize the practioner as their rightful sovereign. Any ghosts weaker than yourself, or those who freely submit themselves to you, Can be bound and made loyal beyond death itself. Tied not to lingering earthly desires or grudges, but to your regal presence, they follow you always. However, Ghosts or spiritualists equal to or stronger than your power will be able to break the oath/ steal away your court
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
> write in

2nd bonus choice 4
>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint [current Spiritual roots alignment. Ghostly, Blood, and one empty (Earned from reaching the core formation stage, so if you take this, you'll have four total spirit root slots)
>a 2nd demonic beast evolution (If taken with the 1st further evolution, you'll get two votes on it)
>Living source: Primordial beast essence
>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock
>Write in

3rd bonus choice of 4
>Living source: Blood Qi
>Living source: Ghostly Yin Qi
>Ghost Empress Melody Awakens! (first living tool/ weapon in ten generations)
>Specter lightness skill evolution/ upgrade (Full intangibility/ ghost form)
>Write in

4th and final choice of bonuses

>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint

>Eclipsed Yang Physique

>Ghostly evolution (Separate from Magic beast evolution)

>Secret Art: True Specter Lightness skill (It actually slows down time rather than just altering the perception of it in its area of effect)

>Write in

And what do you first do after you end your meditation, Huanliuxue (Besides gauge your current stage and level of cultivation, which will be reveal next update)

>Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth

>Immediately learn how much time has passed by ambushing the first disciple you meet outside of the catacombs

>On a whim, see how long it takes your sect to realize you've stopped cultivating

>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate

>Write in

next update, the final result of your cultivation will be revealed.
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
This would be great. What a better way to spite the heavens then to revive a dead, heretical practice that was once accepted.
Also we promised the jiangshi we would teach him it when/if he reincarnated, and I want to honor it.
>Living source: Primordial beast essence
It's just right for the ruler of beasts.
>Living source: Blood Qi
Because there is no other source in the world.
>Eclipsed Yang Physique
It feels like it would combo well with blood source, plus it's extra cultivation points.

>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Monarch of the Phantom Butterflies
>Living source: Primordial beast essence
>Living source: Blood Qi
>Write-in: Linked Realms Of Life and Death: Your meditation has led you to see just how forgiving the barrier between realms can be. You can now easily shift from one land to another, even in your “living” body and in areas without a strong connection to death. You can bring others with you if you touch them without thought, and with some effort can pull an area with you in either direction. What better shadow to pounce from than from the other side of death’s veil?

I’ve wanted the first for a while, the third is to balance out the first, the second sounds interesting, and I wanted to have fun with the fourth.

As for our first action,
>Try reading one of Anjing’s books while everyone seems to be out on their own business. Once you step outside you will likely be quite busy for some time.
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>>5703553
>Further evolution as a magical beast [Including a unique evolution amongst the choices]
>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock
>Specter lightness skill evolution/ upgrade (Full intangibility/ ghost form)
>Secret Art: True Specter Lightness skill (It actually slows down time rather than just altering the perception of it in its area of effect)

>Write in (On a whim, see how long it takes your sect to realize you've stopped cultivating. But don't just sit there. Spy on everyone to see what's been going on and how things have progressed with everyone.)
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>>5703553
Grandfather, could you explain to this junior more about what the Eclipsed Yang physique is/does? Or is that something to be revealed after we pick, like the potential Evolution choices?
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>>5703553
Man, just having the geges give such an ass whooping to the orthodox sects so big the cultivators now are TRYING to spect all their points into Warfare it's just fucking funny

Btw grandpa, I have various questions:

the first one is that any of these options about evolving, if we end up choosing, are there some special conditions or options that we're going to miss if we encounter those options on other circunstances? What I mean is, if we just pass those options on evolving after doing our amazing leap on cultivation, are there options we're going to lose if we can evolve later?

Second is: could we discover those secret arts later by other means outside of cultivating?

Third: is Eclipse Yang Physique a special condition of just plain Yang Physique? I mean, I already know we have the same thing with Yin, but I wanna know if the Eclipse has some advantage thanks to our Yin Physique or are just plain buffs that don't "evolve" each other

Forth: bloodline creation? I thought that we already have a bloodline thanks to us possesing Yuyi for months and giving her our Qi. Or this option it's something completely different?

Fifth: I guess we're going to wait for tomorrow for the results and a new update... Right?... Shit
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>>5703583
My bet is that Eclipsed means that it would work together with our Yin physique instead of weakening it.
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>>5703584
Yeah, I was thinking the same... Hell, it's in the name, if Yin it's related to the ice and the moon, and femenine energy, and Yang is related to the sun, fire and masculine energy, it should mean they align into a perfect Physique.
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>>5703584
I read “eclipsed” as “hidden by” or “disguised by”. As though we put get hit with Yang Qi and go “nah, I want this to be Yin Qi” and it’d transform effortlessly. Alternately, we could choose to use Blood Qi as a Yin energy and really screw with things.

I’m probably wrong. But turning everything into Yin Qi sounds funny at least.
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>>5703553
>>Further evolution as a magical beast [Including a unique evolution amongst the choices]
>Living source: Primordial beast essence
>Living source: Blood Qi
>Ghostly evolution (Separate from magic beast evolution)

my reason behind the evos is cause we was due for a upgrade from princess
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>>5703551
> he had learned from looking upon its creator
Oh shit he's not gonna-
> sent the strongest of the modern celestial realm flying with a single flick of his finger against a humble dying grudge shield
Yes. Yes he is. Awesome.
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>>5703575
To justify my particular choices
Magical Beast Evolution and Chimeric/Partial Transformation are things that are simply fitting to have.
Beyond the thematic bonus of having ultimate dominion over the beast and man forms, as well as reaching an even higher status as a Magical beast, I still long for the day Huan is finally able to cast spells with both her hands AND her tail at the same time. Something that was hinted, at in the earlier parts of the story, would boost Huan's power significantly.

As for the Upgrade to the Ghost Form and the Spectral Lightness Skill, not only are the abilities to stop freaking time and to become utterly intangible both insanely useful on their own, but together they would make Huan truly devastating.
Imagine stopping time for a second and just phasing through to wherever you please on the battlefield.
Stopping time Phasing through an attack, through an enemy themselves, then using both human hands and cat tail to cast something INSANE.
It'll be great!
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
To mend what was broken.
>a 2nd demonic beast evolution (If taken with the 1st further evolution, you'll get two votes on it)
Gotta match our power inside and out
>Ghost Empress Melody Awakens! (first living tool/ weapon in ten generations)
Our already tremendously powerful tool able to act independently to aid us? Incredible.
>Eclipsed Yang Physique
Not sure what this is, but feels like a step toward all around balanced perfection
>Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth
But of course be our usual smarmy self


All around, wow. Just wow.
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>>5703553
Is the unique evolution exclusive to this choice? Im really torn between it and Carmine Mysticism.

>Living source: Primordial beast essence
>Living source: Blood Qi
>Eclipsed Yang Physique
More traits!
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>>5703553
>>5703676
Oh and as for the action:
> Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth while also watching how long it takes your sect to figure out you've stopped cultivating.
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Monarch of the Phantom Butterflies: The dead recognize the practioner as their rightful sovereign. Any ghosts weaker than yourself, or those who freely submit themselves to you, Can be bound and made loyal beyond death itself. Tied not to lingering earthly desires or grudges, but to your regal presence, they follow you always. However, Ghosts or spiritualists equal to or stronger than your power will be able to break the oath/ steal away your court
>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock
>Ghost Empress Melody Awakens! (first living tool/ weapon in ten generations)
>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint
>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs

>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock

>Living source: Blood Qi

>Eclipsed Yang Physique

>Immediately learn how much time has passed by ambushing the first disciple you meet outside of the catacombs
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>>5703583
1st: Depends since evolution can be very dependent on environmental influences and recent doings. But you'll be able to reach all of the ones available now with proper planning/ setting

2nd: Yes, eventually, but it'll be harder

>>5703582 (Correct)
>>5703591 (Yes, the name is very apt as you correctly guess)
>>5703598 (it does have some pretty wacky abilities, but I don't wanna spoil too much)

3rd: Special. Huan has supreme Yin physique, meaning her body is naturally amazingly yin aligned but without being purely yin like Monu's pure yin physique is (which among other things, basically locks her to Yin techniques and styles, and causes her to have a deficiency of Yang), so she can use Yang spells and stuff, but her bonuses are weighed heavily towards Yin with it and her ghostly half spiritual roots

Eclipsed Yang physique, to be blunt, is practically unheard of. Mostly because it is a physique that requires another to actually become active or be inherited. So even if someone has it, they probably won't know they have it.

And its called Eclipsed Yang physique because it, both in function and appearance, resembles a total solar eclipse. The yang energies forming a halo around the black sphere of Yin, and switching from the usual conflict of Yin and Yang to how dark and light and the various other aspects of the two compliment each other rather than oppose. Basically, Eclipsed Yang is the white dot in Supreme Yin, but that does not mean its weaker or lesser than it, and it will boost her Yang aligned abilities+ resistances

Which is like how Huan already uses her Pure Yin Ghostly Qi and her Pure Yang Blood Qi together, and her body could adapt the rare/ unusual eclipsed yang physique because she makes a habit of slipping in between boundaries. Like how she can befriend and earn the loyalty of people all across the alignment chart. If that makes sense

The best way I can describe it is how I did early, Eclipsed Yang physique embodies the total solar eclipse, which means it has some pretty mysterious, esoteric and odd abilities, since most cultivation clans aim for PURE YANG or PURE YIN with eugenics and physiques occurring naturally (In random births I mean, like high quality spiritual roots or special organs like Mermaid lungs are pretty rare). Like Huan had to make her physique supreme Yin when she, ya know, turned into a puddle.

There are a lot of variations and types of physiques

Also trying to explain this reminds me of how spooky Huanliuxue's aura looks and feels

4th: Yuyi has a bloodline due to being infested with a lot of Primordial beast essence, similar to the other unlucky souls who were affected by the beast roar, which activated it inside her and them. Basically the bloodline creation is codify Huanliuxue's legacy and expressing it as power and will. Yuyi is the start of a cat blooded bloodline because of Huan, even if she removed the more obvious signs of it from her

5th: Unless I drink too much tonight, yes.
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>>5703676
it is not, it'll remain in your selection unless you cease meeting its requirements. Which would be very bad for Huanliuxue's health
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>>5703553
Holy. . hell.

>Carmine mystisim refined.

>Living source: Primordial beast essence

>Living source:Blood Qi.

>Eclipsed Yang Physique.

We can wait till bit later before we condify our bloodline, so I think we should do a carmine mystisim.

Primordial essence and Blood Qi are two of our inherentences which need help if they are to become widespread and useful to the sect.

The Physique is another power boost that we can't learn or figure out how to trigger later, so immediately do that.


>Find out how long it took us, by ambushing a disciple.
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>>5703553
>Carmine mysticism, refined
>Living source: blood qi
>Specter lightness skill Evolution
>Eclipsed yang physique
>Immediately realize something is up
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined.
>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock
>Specter lightness skill evolution/ upgrade
>Eclipsed Yang Physique

I was about to vote for the primordial beast essence, but >>5703636
Made a good argument for catgirl transformation.

Eclipsed yang is too good to pass up

I don't feel the need to become the next five colors emperor so i'm not too invested into new spiritual roots, and we already get an extra one.

I have no idea what living source of qi could entail, it's probably crazy too.
And fucking with time is too scary yet.

Hilarious how the old man gave the finger to the heavens, and the geges are freaking scary, weird the enemy didn't make kill teams of elders to kill them..
Or they did and the ogress intercepted them.

>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
(Who needs a spanking?)
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>>5703553
>Further evolution as a magical beast [Including a unique evolution amongst the choices]
>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint
>Living source: Blood Qi
>Eclipsed Yang Physique

>Try reading one of Anjing’s books while everyone seems to be out on their own business. Once you step outside you will likely be quite busy for some time.
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>>5703793
>Huan's emergance, colourised
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>>5703806
>"Hey Yuyi, I need you to tell me why Jing Lian can't choose between Mao Nan and Faguang Tong, when objectively...
>What the fuck is happening here!?"
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>>5703815
Even with the accumilated wisdom on human kind to transcend physical reality, we still can't figure out the logic of love triangles.

we will gain an immense enlightenment on the dao of the writer when we realise that there is no logic to be found. Only drama.
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined.
>Living source: Primordial beast essence
>Ghost Empress Melody Awakens! (first living tool/ weapon in ten
>Ghostly evolution (Separate from Magic beast evolution)
So many good options, I feel bad for whoever has to tally this vote
>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
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>>5703846
It is so good, we've not got a question of what is best for us, but what can't we leave behind.

So many good things!
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>>5703459
>>5703503
>Yeah so from some time I got interested in Haiku and this is just my first shot at it, right after reading half an article telling how to do it. I'm a ESL so I got kinda fucked with the counting the syllables but whatever
I am a poet autist
some tips are that haiku are a short form defined mostly by a sharp ('cutting') juxtaposition of natural images to create a composition. like if you laid two paintings together and they provided additional context to each other and changed the other's meaning slightly. like one of the most famous haiku features a well, a frog, and, not the water in the well, but the noise of the water. good ones avoid abstract ideas and concepts, and focus on the image, the natural world, and single physical moments.

syllable count is not the most important part of haiku, it's just the part that people focus on because it's easy to talk about and spread. formal requirements like that can be useful, but only if you think that working around such limits are helping you produce better poems. if they're more of a hinderance than a benefit then you should fudge them a bit, go for eight or six or four or whatever many syllables once in a while. even in japanese, lots of the most famous haiku have structures that deviate from the 5-7-5 pattern.

富士の風や扇にのせて江戸土産
Fuji no kaze ya
ōgi ni nosete
Edo miyage

has 6-7-5 and is by Bashou.

(the original source of haiku is also torn out of a longer form called renga so it's unlikely that a long poem would be a series of haiku; for a chronicle/epic it'd make more sense to link several renga, though it's still not a great formal fit...but again this is my autism breaking out.)

anyway now that I have said my autism here are a few contributions to the haikuthon

whose paw leaping up
dug up yellow worms here?
writhing in red soil

the smell of locusts
wet on a daughter's shoe
mother laughs as well

hooting of an ape
rushing through mountain bamboo
until friends arrive

bees work the flowers
honey-heavy and ready
for old leaves to fall

(addendum to the addendum, but renga are traditionally written by multiple people responding to 5-7-5 7-7 verses with their own. so it's very fitting that anons are sharing with each other.)
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I haven't tallied in some time, so I may be rusty

>Votes - 13
+aGxTlDP
cDsd4oY9
sQGfk2NV
yUCw463G
Le4kiWoX
ADo/HIB6
lRNUBvS9
MV0nlm+b
x+/jSLIx
rQK6lmEZ
B9cWye52
kGsyQ6cX
CYYVh68H

Upgrade 1

>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. - 7
+aGxTlDP
Le4kiWoX
MV0nlm+b
x+/jSLIx
rQK6lmEZ
B9cWye52
CYYVh68H

>Secret art: Monarch of the Phantom Butterflies - 2
cDsd4oY9
lRNUBvS9

>Further evolution as a magical beast - 3
sQGfk2NV
yUCw463G
kGsyQ6cX

Upgrade 2

>Living source: Primordial beast essence - 5
+aGxTlDP
cDsd4oY9
yUCw463G
ADo/HIB6
x+/jSLIx
CYYVh68H

>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock - 4
sQGfk2NV
lRNUBvS9
MV0nlm+b
B9cWye52

>a 2nd demonic beast evolution - 1
Le4kiWoX

>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint - 1
kGsyQ6cX

Upgrade 3

>Living source: Blood Qi - 7 (8?)
+aGxTlDP
cDsd4oY9
yUCw463G
ADo/HIB6
MV0nlm+b
x+/jSLIx
rQK6lmEZ (?)
kGsyQ6cX

>Specter lightness skill evolution/ upgrade - 2 (3?)
sQGfk2NV
rQK6lmEZ (?)
B9cWye52

>Ghost Empress Melody Awakens! - 3
Le4kiWoX
lRNUBvS9
CYYVh68H
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>>5703867
Upgrade 4

>Eclipsed Yang Physique - 8
+aGxTlDP
Le4kiWoX
ADo/HIB6
MV0nlm+b
x+/jSLIx
rQK6lmEZ
B9cWye52
kGsyQ6cX

>Linked Realms Of Life and Death - 1
cDsd4oY9

>Secret Art: True Specter Lightness skill - 1
sQGfk2NV

>Ghostly evolution - 2
yUCw463G
CYYVh68H

>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint - 1
lRNUBvS9

Action

>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate - 6
+aGxTlDP
lRNUBvS9
MV0nlm+b
rQK6lmEZ
B9cWye52
CYYVh68H

>Try reading one of Anjing’s books while everyone seems to be out on their own business. Once you step outside you will likely be quite busy for some time. - 2
cDsd4oY9
kGsyQ6cX

>On a whim, see how long it takes your sect to realize you've stopped cultivating. But don't just sit there. Spy on everyone to see what's been going on and how things have progressed with everyone. - 1
sQGfk2NV

>Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth - 2
Le4kiWoX
ADo/HIB6

>Immediately learn how much time has passed by ambushing the first disciple you meet outside of the catacombs - 1
x+/jSLIx

yUCw463G >>5703612 hasn't voted for an action
ADo/HIB6 >>5703676 hasn't voted for the first upgrade
rQK6lmEZ >>5703774 hasn't voted for the second upgrade, but voted for two of the third one

Had to split the post because 4chan kept saying it had too many lines
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Oh, and I think we might have made a mistake making an alliance with the ogress, since the ling attacked us even more, and all the updates saying that the ghosts started rampaging through the land.
Recruiting then to fight might have been the better option, since then the ghosts would fight cultivators instead of terrorizing Chuan, and the celestial sect would probably have focused on going after Yonan, either abandoning the siege or
Also recruiting her made Monu show herself, which lead to the elder appearing.
But the geges saved everything in the end, so all is well that ends well.
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>>5703867
>>5703868
Everything's pretty solidified except choice 2 between PBE and Chimera mode. Shame about no evolutions but c'est la vie.
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>>5703883
lets just work towards an evolution after we finish cleaning up our territory.

We should damn well have the time and the know how now.
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now to actually vote instead of sperging...
>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
>a 2nd demonic beast evolution (If taken with the 1st further evolution, you'll get two votes on it)
>Ghost Empress Melody Awakens! (first living tool/ weapon in ten generations)
>Eclipsed Yang Physique
>Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth

I think the Ghost Empress Melody awakening option is underrated

I feel like the Living source options are okay, and might win the vote just cause they're very unobjectionable, but for Primordial beast essence it feels like re-iterating a plot point that the Roar accomplished, and for Blood qi we already have two peaches. so it feels like something that was unique, and then got duplicated, and then we're gonna triplicate it? nah miss me with that.
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>>5703886
Melody tempted me.

But I want to let Feiquing have that honour.
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>>5703890
I thought the same thing, it just feels right that he would be the first one to get an awakened tool. Specially since he is working on that book about the living sword.
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>>5703866
>some tips are that haiku are a short form defined mostly by a sharp ('cutting') juxtaposition of natural images to create a composition.
So, it's like each line should be read like it's own thing, but with the other two they linda share a under theme, right?

And it's also like trying to describe a painting or put an image on your head... But what do you think about the ones I did? Idk if trying to describe the feelings or how i did was right, so yeah I have that doubt. Also, yours are awesome, I loved the last one
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>>5703890
>>5703898
I was also going to vote for melody, but damn I didn't remembered the sword Feiqing is doing. I honestly hope that the sword isn't a bloodthirsty maniac like it's described, and it's more of warnings or a Taboo thing around those living swords.

But yeah, I believe Feiqing should be the one that takes the credit on this one, he deserves it
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>>5703886
I'm of the opinion that it's not reiterating the roar, but expanding on it.
It was a one time surge of primordial essence originating from us as a promise to defy the heavens after a tribulation. But now it becomes a constant source, due to Huan's will in response the dao about her goal to return the world to the primordial state.
As for why I voted for the blood qi, it's because we apparently ate the peach in preparation for this breakthrough, so we need it to be a pure blood qi source in the world. Do we still have another? I don't remember
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>>5703907
No wait, we used the peach but didn't consume it.
We can still create a source of pure blood qi!
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>>5703553
>>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
>a 2nd demonic beast evolution (If taken with the 1st further evolution, you'll get two votes on it)
>Living source: Blood Qi
>Eclipsed Yang Physique

I'm between 2nd demonic evolution or the chimera-mutation. With what >>5703886
said about the living resource for beast Essence I also think it's not necessary for the moment, knowing how we kinda permeated the world with our roar. But i'm kinda worried it's also temporary and the living resource might be necessary, tho I guess that can be fixed if we find ourselves some place with primordial beast Essence where we can meditate/absorb on our region.

Also another option that's kinda making this hard it's the magical beast evolution (because I think it's the first one we saw and have a special option) and the bloodline creation, which we might be able to make it possible with other events aside from this vote. But if we choose it, I guess we can already cement our legitimacy for the future.

Talking about my vote for the Blood Qi, is basically because there isn't a Pure Blood Qi source of it, only the corrupted one on the Primordial Wilds and that's the only one we know

And the Eclipse Yan Physique it's a clear pick, with this one we will surely train with more ease our Blood Dao further more that we could with our Supreme Yin Physique.
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>>5703886
>and for Blood qi we already have two peaches. so it feels like something that was unique, and then got duplicated, and then we're gonna triplicate it? nah miss me with that.
I think you're confused anon. We only have a preserved Blood Peach, the one we found on the temple of the Crow King. The other one was the fully grown Blood Peach of the past, we ate that one and that's how we got to paint our spiritual roots with Pure Blood Qi.
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>>5703930
Btw, while i'm still sperging i'm going to bring back the topic of cultivating more Pure Blood Qi fruits, with an idea I kept thinking since the last update.

I believe that we should use our next spiritual roots slot for a wood/Nature aligned Dao, after all, we have Jiong-Jiong here who has a Dao aligned to it.

We can either create a whole new Dao, and try to use it to grow new Blood Qi fruits, using the juices or seeds of the preserved Blood Qi peach, the juices for making some kind of special soil or maybe vitamins to enrich the soil with this kind of pure Blood Qi, and try to experiment with how it can grow. First we use the juices to see the effects on normal crops, and only a little of it for testing. My guess is that we might be able to make more nutricious or bigger fruit, and once we have that figured out we can actually try and replicate more cultivation focused fruits.

And you might ask: Ok, but where? We've been discussing this for so much a d that's the difficult question.

Well, now that we're fully Awaken, and we already kinda did a little lie about it... I believe we need to go to the Primordial Wilds, go see tribe by tribe if there's cultivators or people with the ability to cultivate, and ACTUALLY CREATE the Gardening Sect, with the help of the geges, maybe one of the dragons (if not the elder one), and finally the Horned Ape. We just need a just and good tribal village with enough potential cultivators, or maybe even a group of villages that are near one another, try so that they all have some kind of alliance and hope there's enough cultivators there to make a decent sect size. We train them, try to equip them with tools for making sure no ghoul or those weird blood creatures comes to fuck around, and they can take care of our gardening experiments while The Horned Ape takes care of them. And also, this might be a awesome experience to see if there are other Awakened Beast we can befriend for them to make a alliance and protect that place, because i'm sure the Winter Blossoming sect, sooner or later, are going to send someone to try and talk to our invented Gardening Sect.
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>>5703866
I am pleased the spoiler haiku met the “complimenting” criteria. Though natural imagery isn’t my strong suit.

I can try though.

The lotus will bloom
Amongst the graveyards
Cared for by insects


Teasing Huan is fun. I can see why Monu does it.

>>5703937
>We BS’d a gardening sect
>Make it real because we can
I’m on board with this. Finding ways of making ghost plants would be fun too. Blood plants will be more exciting, but that’s expected and I enjoy it when Huan does the unexpected.
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>>5703949
>ghost plants would be fun too
Now that you mention it, I guess the flowers on the Underworld can be classify under the ghost plant category... Or maybe demonic flowers, considering there's a fruit we heard before that's actually just a unborn fetus.
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>>5703937
Didn't we tell Monu and Xiabao that we would start to take down the winter sect after this breakthrough? Covering our lie might not be necessary. Specially now that the geges aren't hidden anymore
Although I'm not opposed to teaching some of them just for teaching sake, and start our own little magical garden under the shadow of 5CE's
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>>5703553
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
Our own physical cultivation path! Also, we already have in-depth prior knowledge and I like this storyline.
>Living source: Primordial beast essence
Dont know exactly what it is, but it sounds important for a leader of all beasts.
>Specter lightness skill evolution/ upgrade (Full intangibility/ ghost form)
I have qlways been an will always be voting for phasing. RIP Crusty Jones.
>Secret Art: True Specter Lightness skill (It actually slows down time rather than just altering the perception of it in its area of effect)
See above.
>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
We should act quickly so that the Geges dont lose any of their children. Also the grudges within ouelr sect might deepen if we dont cause an adorable mess soonish.
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>>5703958
>Didn't we tell Monu and Xiabao that we would start to take down the winter sect after this breakthrough?
Yeah we did, but I didn't meant to say that we should do the Gardening Sect on this exact moment. And more than covering our lies, is just taking that idea and actually make it.
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>>5703927
Also I didn't vote on our action so
>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
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>>5703904
>So, it's like each line should be read like it's own thing, but with the other two they linda share a under theme, right?
the whole thing is short enough that it all needs to tie together. essentially yes. traditionally there's a 'cutting' word, in japanese something like 'ya' or 'o', that separates the three lines into 1-2 or 2-1, and composes the relation between the images, and there are traditional seasonal markers and etc etc. but all of that is basically fluff you can ignore as long as writing poetry is fun or helps you think or whatever.

poetry is, at its heart, the use of succinct language to combine semantic value (the raw meaning of the words) and aesthetic arrangement.

>But what do you think about the ones I did?

The smilling cat came
The powerful crow stood there
Poof! The bird is dead

this one is the best of them, far ahead of the other four in clarity. it presents a compact scene, and it's fun to imagine the confrontation in terms of actual animals. (it even has a cutting word, in the poof, though that was probably an accident.)

The sins of the past
Brought to the present once more
Now the Peach fully grown

by comparison this one is a little too large and its reliance on conventional (and syllable-expensive!) stock phrases weakens it. the other three are more like this peach one than the crow one.

>>5703890
that's true, it does seem much more fitting for him.
>>5703886
I'll change my vote for that one to
>Living source: Blood Qi
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>>5703868
2nd choice has
>Write in
As an option so I don't see why I can't
>Write in
Blood Qi instead of beast essence
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>>5703978
>(it even has a cutting word, in the poof, though that was probably an accident.)
Honestly yeah, that's totally an accident lol

>by comparison this one is a little too large and its reliance on conventional (and syllable-expensive!) stock phrases weakens it. the other three are more like this peach one than the crow one.

Got it, and how would you fix it? I just wanna see an example and try to get what you mean
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>>5703553
Choice 1
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
Choice 2:
>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock
Choice 3
>Living source: Blood Qi
Choice 4
>Eclipsed Yang Physique

>Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth
>Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate
I kinda wanna combine this that some ghost gives us a drink as we wake up and we eventually here something something bang outside. Then go wtf?
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>>5703994
>Got it, and how would you fix it? I just wanna see an example and try to get what you mean
well, there's just the one image, of a full grown peach. the rest of your three lines are taken up by an abstract statement. if I were to try to maintain the general gist, I'd try to find a naturalistic image or metaphor that represented the idea instead of using the phrase. something like this:

termites tore branches
off trees in the lord's garden;
still the peach grew full

might contain some of the idea you were going for, while keeping to compact ideas
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>>5703553
1.
>Secret art: Carmine mysticism, Refined. An improvement of the heretical art of carmine mysticism and the secret art adoption of the grave created by Huanliuxue's constant balancing between life and death and the respective worlds. All the benefits, none of the draw backs
2.
>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock>Chimeric/partial transformation unlock
3.
>Specter lightness skill evolution/ upgrade (Full intangibility/ ghost form)
4.
>Secret Art: True Specter Lightness skill (It actually slows down time rather than just altering the perception of it in its area of effect)
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>>5704168
Oh yeah, now I get it. Thanks man! I really appreciate it
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Subject: Happiness in Bloodshed

Theme: Blood(Body, Life, Yang) and Ghosts(Mind, Death, Yin). Yin imbalance due to initial fixation of ghosts, femininity, and grudges. Life is temporary, death is Forever.

Flaw: Reincarnation is. Hatred dims with time or satisfaction. A new life comes, eventually, to replace the old, until only the dead remember their hate. And eventually, not even them. Karma shall balance all scales.

Proposal: Fertility(Soul, Birth, Yinyang) An alchemy of the person, dictating their 'natural' advantages, manipulating the soul during formation even as the body is actively shaped into an ideal vessel for it.

The Heavens Alone do not dictate whom may be blessed.
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Ending the vote, tallying the result now. Had to recover from the fireworks festival

>>5703867
>>5703868

thanks for the assistance, junior

1
Carnine mysticism refined: 12

Monarch of the phantom butterflies:2

Further evolution:3

2
LS: Primordial beast essence:7

Chimeric transformation:6

2nd evolution:3

Additional spirit root:1

3
LS: Blood Qi:11

Specter Lightness +: 5

Ghost empress: 3

4
Eclipsed Yang:11

Linked realms:1

True specter lightness:3

Ghostly evolution:2

Another spirit root:1

Actions
Realize immediately something fishy is going on and investigate:9

Try reading one of Anjing’s books while everyone seems to be out on their own business. Once you step outside you will likely be quite busy for some time:2

On a whim, see how long it takes your sect to realize you've stopped cultivating. But don't just sit there. Spy on everyone to see what's been going on and how things have progressed with everyone:1

Rub your eyes and yawn and go find something to eat and drink to wash the taste of dust out of your mouth:4

Immediately learn how much time has passed by ambushing the first disciple you meet outside of the catacombs:1

So the bonus winners are!

Carmine mysticism refined!
Living source Primordial beast essence!
Living source Blood Qi!
Eclipsed Yang physique!

And at a total of 18! votes, the winning action will be for you to immediately realize something is fishy going and choose to investigate

Update will arrive shortly.

>>5703866
fascinating! Loving those haikus, excellent work junior
>>5703949
I think its because of her pride, good haiku btw
>>5704168
very cool, loving these haiku lessons
>>5704457
Not sure what this is, but it is neat
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>>5706297
YES, YES, GIVE IT TO ME GRANDFATHER, GIVE ME THAT SHIT STRAIGHT TO THE VEIN LETS GOOOOOOO

Yeah I was really waiting for the next update :3
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>>5706297
MY DRUGS
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>>5706297
Uh, I won’t be injecting this update into my veins(?) like some anons are describing, But I look forward to reading it when it’s not 2 AM where I’m at!
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The world is a blur of color and light. Your senses so long unused struggling to remember how to work properly as sensation and feeling returns to your ice cold body, accompanied by a strange warmth akin to sunbathing in the morning in the midst of a snowy winter. There is dust in your mouth, and coating the insides of your throat and breathing in brings the most unpleasant sensation of clouds of dust roiling and filling your lungs. Hacking and wheezing, you give your eyes a quick rub, as the pale blues and greens surrounding your defined themselves and take shape as serene ghost lights, the flickering flame of hungry ghosts contented and appeased by having their negative energies drained away from them. It is a pleasant sight, seeing the accursed dead as relaxed as the patrons of a tea shop, lounging around you their empress. Smiling, you yawn and stretch out your arms, lifting one over your head and crossing the other behind it as you work on popping all of your joints and doing away with all the stiffness that comes with sitting in meditation for who knows how long.

For good measure you transform into your natural feline shape and stretch out your back, tail and legs as you give another great yawn, tears wetting your eyes as you try to decurl and bring your whiskers back under control and into a presentable state. The moment the cobwebs are cleared out of your head and your mind begins to slowly churn and work itself back to its standard state of acuity and sharpness, you prepare to take stock of your gains, beginning with reflecting on the numerous insights you've gleamed of the nature of death, the dead, enmity, blood, life and even time itself and its tangled yarn ball of a form. But that is before, as you mind brightens and returns ponderously back to its native state of illumination and quick thinking that you remember that you don't have to do something so boring and bland so soon after breaking your meditation.

You have your mysterious self updating scripture which should make the task of figuring out how far you've progressed in your cultivation and what you've gained and won through it pass by much quicker and easier, as you won't need to sit on your rear pondering and experimenting for anywhere from a few minutes to a couple of hours. You're hungry, thirsty and need to feel the sun beating on your face, so every second you can save is a second appreciated. Scooping up the red leather bound manual, you plop yourself back atop your throne, changing shape once again as gentle human hands are better equipped for turning page than flesh rending claws and soft paw pads.
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While it will be easy to boast and claim that you knew which realm you'd end up in, down the exact level or rank, especially since you have something of a talent of gauging the power of others and yourself, especially as dictated through the stage and rank of their cultivation, even for a cat like you who is of course even more skilled at hiding your thoughts and feelings of your lessers in felinity, it is impossible to contain your shock at seeing exactly how far you've ascended from where you begin and just how higher on the totem pole you've scaled. Somehow, the great and glorious you has found a way to yet again surpass herself and make a mockery of the cautious and trepidatious traditions followed by the cowards and self righteous dogs duped by the heavens and set against the poor and innocent Huanliuxue.

You were expecting, with all the wisdom, knowledge and comprehension you've gathered concerning the dao, its various aspects and just life in general would've been, alongside the various materials, treasures and wellsprings of Qi would be enough to launch you like a exploding rocket from the middle of the foundation establishment realm, all the way into the realm beyond that, the sought after but rarely attained core formation stage, which is a break through that to your understanding is for more treacherous and deadly than the initial step from Qi Condensation to Foundation establishment.

Of course for a genius prodigy, such fears have as much weight to them a poppy seeds and are as threatening as a mewling kitten. So for one as sagacious and talented as yourself, you saw the deadly climb as little more of a hurdle than hopping over a tree stump. So surpassing the foundation establishment stage, especially with how much hard work and diligent practice you put in to ensure the foundations of your cultivation's stability was only rivaled by that of the deepest rooted mountains beneath the heavens, was as easy a task as extending a claw.

Indeed, early on, as you contemplated the nature of life and how blood embodied it in many ways, you happened upon the answer to a riddle that has long troubled you. How could the basic concepts and structure of the debased art of carmine mysticism be cleansed of the demonic filth inherent to it, and its nasty, corruptive side effects. Of course purifying blood is an easy task with blood refinement and control and even a novice understanding of alchemical processes and theory, but removing the negatives and damaging traits of carmine mysticism is far trickier than removing pollution and poison from living veins. But you had promised to teach the reincarnation of the one of those damned practitioners of that devil's technique that you'd teach them the true form of blood magic and welcome them into your sect with open arms, and what better way to prove yourself a master of the sorcery than redeeming its lowest and most abhorrent incarnation.
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You had long had a theory of how to turn yourself into something like a Jiangshi or the strange bloody sucking creatures that practicing "False" carmine mysticism will turn you into, by simply balancing oneself between life and death in a similar manner as to how carmine mystics preserved and strengthened themselves off of the life force found in blood, instead of simply off of the Qi and breath as normal Jiangshi prefer, but your test subjects all ended up like the common and disgusting Jiangshi or the affront to nature that the Carmine Mystics willingly became out of sheer desperation. But as you meditated on what you knew of ghosts, blood qi and carmine mystics, the answer dawned on you and soon became as easily seen as the whiskers on your face. How to take the benefits from both without the terrible, monstrous and just plain unpleasant drawbacks. To understand Blood is power, and make it your power, without being overtaken by a thirst for it and rendering your perfect mortal form a lumbering corpse craving the fluids of others.

And with your insights of the Dao of blood, or perhaps better named the Dao of continuous life, and understanding how blood contains and regulates lifeforce and the tangible and intangible aspects of physical life, allowed you to just that. By applying your own experience constantly hovering between the worlds of the living and the dead, you know exactly how someone could wield the power of the grave and still be living, and thus how one could harness the "Blood of death" through the true form of Blood Qi, "The Blood of Life". And so the perversion of blood and the life force it contains becomes unnecessary, and so what was once an arrow again turns into a wheel. Living death without dying or debasing your Blood by polluting it with Ghostly Yin Qi, instead you keep both separated yet required to practice this refined form of Carmine mysticism, so the fascinating by gross process of filling ones meridians and cultivation with cursed blood is no longer a requirement to practice the mystical art, though using the heart as cauldron to refine and condense blood is simply too useful to abandon. If the old Carmine mysticism was a dragon to the snake of common blood sorcery, than your version of it is the tiger that devours that dragon!

While you weren't certain exactly what the first stages of this refined school of mystism would entail, the magic book tells you that, like every carmine mystic, you can now heal from consuming blood or stealing breath like you were the subject of some kind of horrible ghost story to scare naughty brats and keep adventurous kids from wandering around late at night. Along with being able to use it as fuel for physical cultivation, which is only improved by your unheard of mastery of blood control and refinement.
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>>5706357

While to an untrained and uneducated eye, it'd appear much the same as the magic wielded by the monsters of the past, it is not an affront to the natural order of things nor the circle of life, since it is the cultivation of spiritual energy and life force, rather than just the consumption and corruption of lifeblood stolen from others' veins.

But what shocked you and what you had not expected, was that somewhere along your meditation on your nature as a magical beast and your place in the world and history, and your reflections on the failings of the carmine mystics and their vile path they chose to walk, you have somehow become a spring of not just Primordial beast essence, but Pure blood qi as well! Like a walking harmonious five elements spring, you've become a blessed geyser of Primal energy and Life essence which you have simply never heard of happening to anyone before, since your body now, according to the manual, produces a constant stream of both untainted blood qi and raw primordial beast essence beyond what is created and contained within your Beast core, meridians and the blood flowing through your powerful veins. Which means you'll now spread both like wildfire consuming dry grass.

Excellent! As if there wasn't enough proof of your destiny and suitability to rule and reign! But beyond even you becoming a walking wellspring of a rare essence and a forbidden variety of Qi, your body has changed and adapted to a second physique, one you've never heard of that the manual dubs "Eclipsed Yang physique"

Curious, and having never used the small amounts of Yang aligned Qi's you've cultivated besides Pure Blood Qi, you hold out your hand and channel a mote of fire Qi into the palm of your hands and transfer it into one of the main veins running through your hands. First, a small ball of fire appears over your finger, and then, as you bid the vein to peel back and lift from the skin of the back of your hand, the blood that spills out burns as you use your blood Qi to infuse a hint of fire into the blood as you control it. Getting an idea, you conjure a scythe of the boiling blood, the easiest way you know to create the red death scythe without having claws, and give it a swing.

Strange carmine hued flames linger in the air it was swung through. Xiongji lifts up his head to admire your handiwork as it burns in the air. A true blood sorcery. Smiling, you allow draw the burning blood back into your arm and set your vein back into its proper place as, very pleased with your gains and new attributes, you sit down to continue your reading, heart racing and beating as fast as a humming bird flies as you turn the page as the ink on the last one you read, that explained you had become a living source of a nearly unique form of Qi and rare primordial beast essence, began to dry.

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>>5706359

Your heart stops, and you feel your blood shoot to flow in reverse. A pain that is somehow worsened by how far you've gone to strengthen and improve your veins and blood flow. Wincing, you bite hard on your lip and FORCE your life blood to behave and flow in a proper and orderly manner back to your heart, which with a bit of clever blood manipulation, you keep from trembling and halting from the massive shock that just greeted your eyes and nearly made you spit up blood. Turns out it wasn't such a good idea to get so excited after forcing your heart to beat once every week or so. Ow. Ow. Steeling yourself and preemptively coating your heart and most of your Circulatory system in the scarlet healing armor just to make sure you won't risk having a second heart attack reading what caused the first, you look down to make certain you were hallucinating, since even your magnificent skill and glorious talent has its limits surely!?

But there, just as wet and glistening as your first read it

"Lady Huanliuxue broke through Core Formation rank 9 and formed Golden Core as she entered into the transitory realm Between core formation and the nascent soul stage, The Golden Core Stage. The Tier and quality of the core she created surpassed any formed in living memory and beyond, redefining the traditional list of Tiers as she stood alone at a pinnacle long unreached for (Blank) , before another was capable of replicating her feat and creating a golden core of equivalent quality and potency to stand beside her on the mountaintop"

Special condition met Breakthrough the Core Formation stage with a roll of a 1000 or higher. Tier 0 Golden core formed. Hualiuxue has achieved Golden Core rank 1 (Tier 0 core)

A crooked, hag like smile spreads and curls over your beautiful face as you read the passage again and again. Somehow, you out did yourself again, and passed over the difficult core formation stage with as much difficulty as yawning, and even without preparing specifically for it, you made a golden core that outshines anything the buffoons of the orthodox sects were capable of crafting within themselves, wasting their extensive lifespans to fail at the last hurdle or struggle to have enough cultivation base to burn or strong enough dantians to serve as crucibles to form their golden cores properly. Already, visions and daydreams of the payback you intended to deliver unto the world that scorned you and your subjects and hunted them like cattle run through your mind, lurid, vivid and bloody before something tickles the back of your thoughts.

Something isn't right. It is an instinctual gut feeling. You've just accomplished a feat unmatched by even the greats of further beyond ten generations past yet no one has come down to celebrate it or shower you with well deserved praises.
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Narrowing your eyes and pouting, smelling something fishy is going on, you transform into your natural shape and stomp up through the catacombs, finding to your displeasure signs of battle. Picking up your pace, worried for the welling being of your students, you break into the courtyard of your temple, and find Giant ants and bees swarming around while Fu barks orders as the exhausted outer disciples and labor force of your sect carry large cuttings of mountain stone to reinforce a wall that wasn't there before in a large FUCKING CRACK IN THE MOUNTAIN THAT WASN'T THERE BEFORE.

Outraged and furious there is only one thing you can say

"WHAT THE FRESH HELL IS GOING ON!?"

And that alone puts more fear in your disciples, outer, inner and favored alike than whatever the FUCK put a whole in your mountain and exposed your hidden lair to the sunlight. And suddenly, even though they were just shouting orders like they owned the place, Fu and his contemporizes find themselves tongue tied as you snarl and glare at everything that is unfamiliar around you. How dare they renovate and move things around without your permission! Changes of scenery and decoration are fucking infuriating! Nothing is where it is supposed to be, the whole temple is a mess and you can't recognize what should be where because they fucking moved everything without asking you! The gall! The arrogance! The audacity! If they were anyone else, you'd have clawed them just to teach them a lesson in boundaries and the limit of privledges!

Feiqing, quickly, places himself between you and your cowering students, and only then do you realize your aura is lashing around you in the form of skull faced dragons formed of blood and shadows which is uh...new to say the least.

"Lady Huanliuxue! Much has transpired while you were away" He shouts, cupping his hand as he bows

"Explain, now" You growl, curtly and in a low and threatening cadence that nearly sounds like an adoring pur.

A single bead of sweat falls down the blacksmith's brow.

"That moldering corpse bastard! How dare he attack MY KINGDOM!" You below, now in your human form and dressed in one of your favorite dresses, the short skirted, long sleeve spider web pattern one to be specific, with a shattered glass in one hand and a fresh replacement containing fish soup in the other "And how dare the Ling think they can pursue me! I'm the one who sends them to their graves, not the other way around! I see Ling Meng and their five shitty assassins getting torn apart has taught them nothing"

"Indeed, Lady Huanliuxue" Ping says with a smirk as he sits beside you, fanning you with Lei as you continue to shimmer with rage and due to it, keep destroying everything around you with your vastly heightened strength and power, cracking the floor and breaking more holes in the ceiling with your aura alone
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Grinding your teeth and glowering, Qiang sneaks up to your side to offer you a cup of sweet rice wine as you glare at Fu, who doesn't tremble or bow

"And worse! My mom has gone and made a cruddy alliance with a lunatic, which, while exacting a pleasing death toll on the Ling fucks, drew the attention of her old lover, whose coming here to kill her and all of you" You continue on, almost fearing that your teeth will shatter if you clench them any tighter "At least my adorable little sisters showed up and chased off the two armies she'd incensed with that move. And, your saying the gods tried to take my head a second time"

"Seems like it?" Qinxin speaks out of turn, and thus has to swiftly dodge a steaming cup of fish broth as you huck it at his stupid Ling face as an unspoken command to shut the hell up while you're fuming

"At least there's some good news, the heavens remain incompetent. I half expect the devil mind to pop in a for a cup of tea and some pudding!" You declare furiously "Or better yet, the Peerless Sanguine Jade Shrine Sect [绝伦血红色玉庙, Juélún Xuè Hóngsè Yùmiào], awakens from oblivion and decides to join the clusterfucker outside my doorstep! Is anything going right besides the Geges being the best little sisters?"

"Monu finished cutting up the crow king before left to parley with the ogress" Siwang helpfully replies, bowing his head

"Oh, that's good" You say happily, giving the little owl a praising scratch under his chin "Doesn't shift the scales away from disaster, but at least two good things have happened while I was cultivating"

"About that" Fu speaks up slowly

"Yes, I'm a golden core cultivator now, too upset to even take pride in that fact, I'll exult in triumph once the threat of painful and swiftly approaching death is dealt with" You say grumpily as you cross your arms and sigh, closing your eyes as you think about what to do, who to punish and how to reward but the light breaking through the crack in YOUR MOUNTAIN is distracting! You're too angry to even take time to gloat that your survived a second attempt by the heavens on your glorious life.
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What do you decided to do about the cluster fucker, Huanliuxue?

>Decide that the Ling need to have their nose bloodied for having the audacity to be still hunting you, and officially declare war on them and their sect, and join the Geges on the frontline

> IF Xue Laohue hasn't dropped dead from slowly turning into an ice sculpture, that might mean he had managed to create a golden core despite his crippling injuries. And he will kill Monu if he can get his hands on her. But a second demonic daughter of hers will piss him off more

>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power

>A show of force will scare off the vultures, so at the cost of revealing yourself to the world, appear before the two sects marching on your territory and intimidate them with a display of power (What you do exactly determines the DC and trial type)

>Realize you can play a trick, since a few cultivators have met you while you were human and believe you to be an ordinary human girl. You can use that too your advantage to snatch up a few allies, or better yet, ambush the fucker who crippled your mother (Find allies or Ambush, please specify. Both Trickery Trials, different DC)

>Wait, if the Ling are attacking here. That means their sect is undefended right? Why not repeat your killing of Ling Meng on someone whose death they'll actually feel? (Stealth trial. DC 92)

>Write in

https://youtu.be/C7cPUez_7v8
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power

Moooom come home and see how awesome we are.
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power
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>>5706365
>Wait, if the Ling are attacking here. That means their sect is undefended right? Why not repeat your killing of Ling Meng on someone whose death they'll actually feel? (Stealth trial. DC 92)
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>>5706365
>Realize you can play a trick, since a few cultivators have met you while you were human and believe you to be an ordinary human girl. You can use that too your advantage to snatch up a few allies, or better yet, ambush the fucker who crippled your mother (Find allies or Ambush, please specify. Both Trickery Trials, different DC)
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>>5706365
we have an effective 8 dice, 4 rolls of 2d100.

I say we try a decapitation strike
>Wait if the Ling are attacking here.

then when they back off, we can engage Xue Laohue together!
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>>5706365
>Realize you can play a trick, since a few cultivators have met you while you were human and believe you to be an ordinary human girl. You can use that too your advantage to snatch up a few allies, or better yet, ambush the fucker who crippled your mother (Find allies or Ambush, please specify. Both Trickery Trials, different DC)

It's been a while since our last stealth mission, an assassination campaign might be just the thing here!
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power
It's time we had our family meeting about how best to reap our bloody toll against the Ling and our dear Mother's most hated rival.
Wanton slaughter is fun but playtime is over.
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power
So from what I remember from Amazing Cultivator simulator, Gold Cores go from tier 9 (reincarnate yourself my man, this is trash) to 1 normally, so tier 0 is gonna be some spicy stuff.
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>>5706365
>A show of force will scare off the vultures, so at the cost of revealing yourself to the world, appear before the two sects marching on your territory and intimidate them with a display of power (What you do exactly determines the DC and trial type)

So, the idea another anon had about making a gardening sect in the primordial forest. How about we bring it here?

>Realize you have another slot in your roots now.
>Have JiongJiong grow plants into your body. It’s just a gessel, and you’re a living qi source! They can find something to feed off of in you.
>Use their connection to you to paint your roots in plant qi, weak as it may be
>Head down to your blood tree spring and have JiongJiong coax it into attaching and growing to you
>Head outside, growing the tree along the way.
>Have JiongJiong help you coax it into planting in the corpse battlefield and feed off of the blood.
>Using yourself as a temporary heart of the forest, make it grow and become as your own body for a time. Plants to filter out toxins that would corrupt it. Plants to provide fertile ground for others. Above all, plants that defend the forest from unwelcome intruders.
>To assist with this, the ants can churn the soil underneath the field of battle to provide loose soil for the plants to take root.

Between our Yin and Yang physiques, our new plant qi (if we go this route), our status as a living source of both primordial (chaotic) and blood (aligned with the peach tree) qis, and knowing that we’re technically just a ghost possessing her”body” so it’s just another form of life like plants, we could maybe get away with it.

I’d guess sorcery trial.

The tl;dr version:
>Create a blood forest around the mountain. The dot of Yin surrounded by Yang.
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power
>Give that Ling Girl the stink Eye, "I'll deal with you later."

Also, I have a question, can we use Carmine mysticism refined, with our qi sources to reforge our disciple's physiques to be more suited for cultivation and heal injuries with blood qi?
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>>5706365
> IF Xue Laohue hasn't dropped dead from slowly turning into an ice sculpture, that might mean he had managed to create a golden core despite his crippling injuries. And he will kill Monu if he can get his hands on her. But a second demonic daughter of hers will piss him off more
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I’ll be honest, I was hoping for more crazy ideas from anons to really rock the battle field.
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>>5706545
We don't have a free slot
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>>5706893
We do though
>>5703553
>An extra opening in your spiritual roots to paint [current Spiritual roots alignment. Ghostly, Blood, and one empty (Earned from reaching the core formation stage, so if you take this, you'll have four total spirit root slots)
Just getting to core formation got us a third one, the bonus choice would be to get a fourth on top of that
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And my vote would be to get a primordial spiritual root if it exists.
We are already a living source of it, so it might have some interesting results.
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I really like >>5706545 anon's idea. Turning the lands around or sect into vietnam, a dense forest which is hostile to foreigners and littered with hidden tunnels and traps. Paths can be made to let travelers in and out but nothing remains outside of the blood forest's notice. We could even plant the blood peach in a special grove at the center of our city as the lynchpin of the whole thing.

Im rambling but the point is: it sounds awesome. It goes further than fixing the damage done.
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>>5706893
While I like your creativity, your idea strikes me as taking too long to set up and it not being much of an intimidation play.
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>>5707074
I fully admit to being uncertain how quickly it could grow. But we’ve seen plant growth used to great effectiveness at the foundation establishment stage in combat. A tier-0 golden core doing the same with backup and a massive source of “fertilizer” outside should be able to spring up a forest death trap.

That said, I’m all for other ideas. Maybe something like >>5706901 suggested, painting our new third root with primordial Qi, then replicating the Roar to turn the cultivators here into half-beasts? It’d certainly turn the tide when they become one of the things they’d try to kill. Through no fault of their own, much like Huan’s initial awakening as well.

Greentexting it, it’d be something like
>Dip our third root into our own primordial Qi so we have greater control over it
>Move to the battlefield, order Monu and the others back so they don’t caught in our spell
>Face the enemy and send a massive wave of primordial Qi at them, with the intent to transform them as it did for you so long ago.

Normally this wouldn’t be possible against cultivators since they have their own Qi, but we may be powerful enough to transform many of them anyway, perhaps even partial transformations against the stronger ones.
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>>5706899
Oh thanks for the explanation, didn't get that. Either plant or beast is thematic and has lot of possibilities!

I'd also like something soft, inward focus to compliment our donut steel roots of death and blood? Like a dao focusing on learning and knowledge to complement our [great teacher] skills/alignment.
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>>5706891
I still think we should assassinate a Long head to force them back, so we can go full apocolypse onthe Winter sect.

Their sect head must alsp be newly advanced with a trash core or not advanced at all.
We can fight on equal terms. More than equal, given the nature of the orthodoxy and their stagnancy.
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Also, we do need to name the stage we just skipped in our meditation.

Forming the Ghostly Rulers pagoda/palace?
While golden core is "Nurture the spiteful heir"?
Mostly want to try and keep with our current naming scheme while flavouring the realms
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>>5706365
>Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power
>Realize you can play a trick, since a few cultivators have met you while you were human and believe you to be an ordinary human girl. You can use that too your advantage to snatch up a few allies, or better yet, ambush the fucker who crippled your mother (Find allies, Ling Focus)

I believe this two are good options and should have a great sinergy. We're going to bring Monu and plant seeds of terror into the Ling, maybe even try and make it so the other cultivators don't thinks it's actually Hua, and just some terrible Ghost/Spirit/Monster tormenting them. Hell, let's just use our Blood Qi mastery and our Primordial Qi into maybe try and force an evolution, or even just make some cosmetic changes to look different and more menacing.

Once the Ling starts to notice their misterious losses they will surely retreat, they aren't invested at all in this crusade of the WBS sect leader to kill Monu, and when they do that surely will bring more chaos and hate between the Ling and WBS (After all they finally make an alliance, they we're fighting together into a great cause but the WBS leader it's a fucking cripple talking about some old cultivators that they crippled to and suposedly She's back, someway, somehow, even after busting her meridians and shit)

Also, it might be good to have a talk with our Sister and take a look to her dog. He's surely taking some pieces from the battlefield in our door step, so instead of him getting more and more stronger I Say he should be useful and get into our campaing of mischief and terror, or maybe finally kill him already.
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Ending the vote now, tallying the result.

Bring Monu back to the temple by force if necessary and with the Gege's help, fortify. You might be much stronger now, but that is no reason to get cocky, you need to get a measure of your enemy's power:7

Wait, if the Ling are attacking here. That means their sect is undefended right? Why not repeat your killing of Ling Meng on someone whose death they'll actually feel?:2

Realize you can play a trick, since a few cultivators have met you while you were human and believe you to be an ordinary human girl. You can use that too your advantage to snatch up a few allies, or better yet, ambush the fucker who crippled your mother:3
ambush:1
Find allies:1

it might be good to have a talk with our Sister and take a look to her dog: 1

A show of force will scare off the vultures, so at the cost of revealing yourself to the world, appear before the two sects marching on your territory and intimidate them with a display of power:2
Blood forest Write in:2

Give that Ling Girl the stink Eye, "I'll deal with you later.: 1

IF Xue Laohue hasn't dropped dead from slowly turning into an ice sculpture, that might mean he had managed to create a golden core despite his crippling injuries. And he will kill Monu if he can get his hands on her. But a second demonic daughter of hers will piss him off more:1

So You'll bring Monu back to the temple by any means necessary, and with the gege's help fortify. Since while you might be stronger, there's no reason to get cocky and drunk on a power high

Update will arrive shortly

>>5707388
Huanliuxue probably will eventually. Also good name ideas, junior
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But it'd be foolish to act out of anger. A rabid beast is the first to die, even the simple creatures of the world know that. And while it would be easy to lash out and vent your anger onto the world and drown the enemies surrounding you and your students in its pitch black waters, that would endanger not only the great and mighty you but the whole of your sect. Which would be going against its purpose as a sanctuary for the outcast and the wild beast. Sure you have just attained a ridiculous level of power, leaping through the dragon's gate like it was a bundle of riverside cattails and it is said that even a powerful dragon cannot repress a local snake, meaning don't mess with someone in their home turf and territory, but that is no reason for you to become suddenly cocky and careless.

And the moment the urge and desire to go and crush the vermin nibbling at your heels arises, is it squashed back down by your instinctive sense of caution, the very same sense that has allowed you to live as long as you have and grow as strong as you are now. Some might call it paranoia, but you believe everyone should have enough wits rattling around in their skull to know when it is best to hide away and watch rather than immediately jump to action without first studying their surroundings and the threats they present. Unfortunately it would seem your mother, drunk on the wine of revenge easily taken, has forgotten that piece of common sense survivors like you and her thrive off of and is, as is her nature you know far to well, is indulging into sweet liquor of grudge's fulfilled and enmity unleashed and is going wild! Like a woman a quarter of her age!

Something you'll need to scold her for after you drag her back home, and make her stop reveling in the blood she is so freely shedding. The irony that you of all people would be the one to stop your mother from indulging in the delightful practice in bathing in the blood of one's enemy is not lost on you, especially considering the meaning of your name. But there is a time and place to be so indulgent as to wash your hair in the still warm blood of your foes, and it certainly isn't while there are still threats alive to surround and cage you! Has all her smoking finally rotten her brain? Or was the chance to lure out the man who betrayed her so long ago too tempting to consider how dangerous wagging her tail directly in the face of a tiger would be? Maybe she had foresight enough to realize how strong you'd become and took a gamble? You don't want to think less of your mother, but running wild and attracting all the worst kind of attention while your own cultivation was drawing murderous eyes from across the world of cultivation was a really careless and stupid thing to do.

Again, something to scold her for later. Even if allying with the ogress kept the Ling at bay, it also drew more scavengers to this illustrious grave of yours.
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>>5709146

You'd deal with the vultures and maggots in time, but now was the time to close rank not run rampant cutting off heads and tearing out hearts.

So, with the way ahead and you decision clear, you leave immediately to find Monu and drag her back home before she could run off to face her old, crippled rival and get herself injured or worse. Siwang and Yinying accompany you, though many of your disciples offer the same, those two are the most skilled amongst them at remaining unseen and unheard. You'd have taken Qiang with you, but she had somehow lost her eye and was still recovering from the shock of it and adapting to her new view on life. And knowing that the Ling are expecting to see a blood soaked cat, you decided to travel in your human form and shabbily dressed at that.

Since the only thing that could draw as much attention as a giant blood soaked cat, would be a strange red haired woman dressed like she was the new empress of the world. Luckily, Jionghuagege and Tiexingege are all to happy to help in your search for your wayward mother, even though Siwang and Yinying alone would be a scouting force to be reckoned with. Though you don't know where the Gege's themselves are, just that they're in the vague area your sect considers to be under its control and protection. And there are very clear borders to that once vague sphere of influence that you never dared to claim before, since that would've revealed your existences to the world far too early, and if you had your way you still wouldn't reveal yourself to the wider world. But fate had forced your hand, the bastard. If only every cultivator had struck themselves blind before you began cultivating! Then none of the problems troubling you and threatening all you had built would've happened and none of the perils and dangers you now faced would've emerged to trouble you at all!

But you can tell where the border of lands under your influence end, and those who are under the control of the so called righteous sects of the world begin. The winter blossoming wisdom sect, through some grand spell formation, have called a enchanted blizzard much like the one that had haunted The Primordial Forest of the Tragic Lovers. A clever tactic, since insects loath to march through the cold, but also one needlessly cruel, a total overreaction. Since while winter will force bees and ants to hibernate you think, it will also kill humans who rely on stolen furs and fires to survive such unwelcomingly frigid weather and storms. So no one walks the roads or ventures too far away from the hearths and fires of their homes and much of the river that flows down to Fu's village is frozen solid.

Also it would seem that Huili's pack is patrolling the outskirts of the frozen hellscape, which just makes life harder for the innocent souls who got caught up in the vendetta between two ancient lovers, since the howling of wolves certainly isn't an incentive to go out to gather firewood or hunt.
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>>5709147

How pitiful. How sad. If you could, you'd stop and lend them aid, giving them Talismans to heat their homes or at least send them some fire wood. It takes some effort to stop yourself from doing just that, and follow the benevolent and generous whims of your heart, but you can always help them by ending the blizzard. But maybe once you've gotten Monu back home and have bolstered the defenses around it, you can send some of your less obviously heretical disciples down the road with excess firewood, coal and some magic talismans to alleviate the pointless suffering caused by those arrogant orthodox bastards.

But while the regret and guilt of not doing anything to help the innocents caught in the crossfire between cultivators clouds your heart and pollutes your thoughts like corpse miasma, you quickly find your mother, who just like yourself, has absolutely no problem surviving and even thriving in the cold. To you and her, the blizzard is little more than a gentle spring breeze.

Yes, it was Siwang who found her, while Yinying stayed close at your side, guarding you despite how much stronger you are than him, like a loyal palace guard. It was pretty cute actually. The owl came hopping from the sky, shaking powdery snow and clods of ice from his wings and chest feathers

"The Grand elder is near" He states bitterly, having been even more upset and outraged by the suffering caused by the winter blossoming wisdom sect, and had even vanished to 'Pursue justice' Once or twice while you searched for Monu "She's unharmed and the ogress is not beside her, thankfully. I do not think I could endure the company of an oathbreaker in good conscience, nor that I can trust one whose words as wind!"

"Oh, what is she doing?" you ask curiously as siwang, hoping between his feet, lifts his head up and turns it entirely around, making you wince, having forgotten owls can do that

"Feeding poison to a captured cultivator of the winter blossoming wisdom sect" He said with a click of his beak "Torture is unnecessary, you should scold her, I would, but it is not my place to judge my betters"

"Perhaps they had a role to play in this accursed weather, would that cheer you up, elder brother?" Yinying asked coyly

"Hmmph" Siwang huffed, flicking up a wing to cover his face as he turned away "Perhaps, but would it be justice? I think not! It would please some part of me to see the perpetrators of this storm suffer, but it wouldn't not be true justice. They must answer for their crimes, and then be punished. If they are punished without trial, then it is just murder. There is an order to these things that must be followed, I have learned. Perhaps I could teach you it someday, Brother Yinying, for even if justice is transient like the wind and its form decided by the strong, it is the duty of the strong to shape it into its proper shape. And my justice demands that the weak and strong, the good and evil are treated equally and fairly by the law."
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>>5709148

And that just further proves to you that out of all of your beast disciples, Siwang is the closest and most likely to attain a human form.

"And you consider yourself a worthy judge to preside over their trials?" Yinying asks

"Of course! I seek to embody the justice I shall bring to the world once I have rid it of unjust laws. My presence alone and my contemplation of their crimes is enough to make a proper trial out of what otherwise would be a lawless lynching" Siwang proudly proclaimed, flapping his wings "I would diligently hear accusations and seek evidence of my own as swift as the wind, and then, if a suitable executioner could not be found, I to would take that role most humbly"

"I see, I see" Yinying said mysteriously as you remained silent "And here I was worried you'd grown arrogant, elder brother. For your justice is not yet true, is it? If you were as strong as the princess, then perhaps you could claim to be upholding justice. But isn't what you're doing now just lawlessly living by your own ideals? And murdering as you wish?"

And that is enough to make the two of them start to bicker and fight, though its more just rough housing than a bare knuckle brawl. But sense neither of them are seriously trying to hurt the other and its good practice, you don't interfere and leave them to figure out who is right or at least who is stronger by themselves as you take to the skies, floating like a snowflake on the wind and hurry to find your mother.

Its not hard to find her, as the snow around her has been dyed black and purple, from the impurities expelled from her victims bodies or poisons she has sloshed around carelessly. She is dressed in the robes of the palace of natural laws sect, though discolored from the miasma and vapors of her poisons as well as the toxin and venoms themselves. And she is currently holding down a member of the winter blossoming wisdom sect, both her hands clasped on their face as she looms above them, mouth agape and tongue coiling down their throat like a serpent as a river of a vividly pink poisons pours out of her mouth and into theirs. Searing and burning away their flesh, it has to be caustic.

And judging from the little plum hued bruises on the cultivators arms and throat, that are also on the corpses surrounding them, Monu has also unleashed a few viper headed scorpions on them. Its blood hardening venom was a quick yet painful killer.

"Mother!" You shout angrily, and Monu perks up, dropping the convulsing daoist to the ground as they choke on her poison, their face half melted as they claw at their throat and try to vomit up the acidic toxin as it eats away at their cheeks and throat

"Huan~Liu~Xue~!" She cries jubilantly, flying up to meet you, ignoring the wilting glare you're shooting her "Oh even in my wildest dreams I didn't think you'd become quite so magnificent! your radiance blinds me oh beloved daughter of mine"
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>>5709150

"Mother, what the hell are you doing?" You ask coldly, as she looks up at you with an innocent smile and rosy cheeks

"Having some fun, playing with my food" She titters, shrugging her shoulders "I suppose you've come to take me home then, considering that old codger was shouting my name and is out for blood"

You had thought it'd be much harder to force her to leave the battlefield. What a pleasant surprise

"You don't care about your ally?" You ask, now curious. She shrugged and cackled, lighting her pipe and spitting out the remaining poison in her mouth as beneath you, you watched the surviving cultivator try to crawl away and were honestly rather impressed they had survived both the snake bites and having their face and throat melted. What terrifying resilience!

"She's a strong girl and I gave her enough poison to last her awhile. She doesn't need me to coddle and mother her" She says with a genuine look of fondness "Though it would be sad if that girl died, an utter waste of potential"

"Like Yujiajio" you snappily remind her

"I haven't forgotten" Monu says, her tone darkening "But for now we're allies. That girl can have her revenge once she's no longer useful to our cause"

'Though it sounds like you'd prefer if she made amends with her killer' you think to yourself but do not say "She will wish to do unto that bitch what she did to her, if she can get her hands on her before Fu, Qiang, Hong..."

"I get it, I get it" Monu says, shaking her head "I don't need to be reminded about how much of the sect wants her dead, and for good reason. But she's a useful pawn at least, and something of a prodigy of killing. Very useful if she can be set against your enemies"

"But just as likely to turn around and snap at you" You muse grumpily "But if you're done messing around, we need to get home quickly, before we're caught unaware or that damn snow tiger shows his face"

"let me tie up this loose end here, and we'll leave for the temple" Monu says as she glances back down to the scarily resilient cultivator slowly making their escape in the snow below "And a feral dog like Yaonan is easy to master, if you know what she desires".

"Blood and killing" You answer "I've met her before. She's a brute, plain and simple"

You shrug and watch as Monu lands beside them, grabs them by their hair and slits their throat with a cheerful smile

"There, now we can go!" She shouts up happily, waving at you with her bloodied dagger.

Getting Tiexingege to pull back and fortify the defenses around your temple was much more difficult than getting Monu to come back, but she listened once both you and Jionghuagege told her to bring her army back behind the living walls Jionghuagege had began to cultivate and tend to with her legions of daughters. Though she wasn't happy to do so, and is still sulking at being denied the chance to fight every cultivator in Chuan.
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>>5709151

The Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect, according to reports given to you by Siwang, Huili and Yinying, are still hunting for Monu rather than attacking or pursuing the retreating armies of ants, ghosts and various other freaks and weirdos Tiexingege has somehow recruited while you were cultivating. The Ling and their allies are distracted by the ogress, who, despite her simple nature, you have to admit is doing a fine job of occupying one of the enemies of your sect even if some of your students hate that she is being such a great help to the cause of your shared continued survival. Maybe you should lend her more of a hand to make her an even greater distraction?

Since unlike the Winter blossoming wisdom sect, who still don't realize Monu is allied to the mysterious threat beneath the mountain, the Ling are focused on taking your head and core to avenge Ling Meng and the five young masters they had ambush you when you left the primordial wilderness, and are testing the defenses The Gege's have made. And soon enough, Xue Laohue will find Monu's trail and trace it back to your temple. But for now, you and everyone else is safe behind its walls.

Now you just need to get an idea of your enemies number and power while you can.

Double vote

And how will you try to do that, Huanliuxue?

>Just watch them attack Tiexingege's soldiers and the ogress, hiding your presence by observing as a ghost

>Take advantage of the fact no one outside of your sect or hell knows you can turn human, and spy on the winter blossoming wisdom sect to try and figure out the strength of their crippled sect head and the elders beneath him

>Send your stealthiest disciples to gather information on both the Guardians of the celestial sunlight and the winter blossoming wisdom sect

>Personally head out to measure their strength yourself, traveling into the areas of Chuan they control and ambushing a few of them

>Write in

And do you do anything else besides try and measure the powerlevels of your foes?

>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Covertly or openly?, Good Karma)

>Meet with the ogress to try and see about directing the path of her violence and actually having her follow a plan rather than leaving her to rampage where she pleases

>Check on the Chuan family and see if you could use your good reputation as a guardian spirit to get the support of the mortal populace on your side

>Reveal your sect to the land and people under its control, so they can't be tricked by the "respectable" sects into revolting or acting against it

>Write in
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>>5709152
>Take advantage of the fact nobody knows we are human.

>Covertly aid the common folk
>Reveal our sect to the land and people.

We can disguise the relief shipments as Fu's martial band and towns generosity, claiming to be the mortal protectors of this region.

While they do that, reveal the Palace of natural laws, it will incense people immensely but when we are in the upper tier of mortal based powers, we're doing pretty good.
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>>5709152
>Personally head out to measure their strength yourself, traveling into the areas of Chuan they control and ambushing a few of them
Combined with
>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm
Do it openly. Then assume WBW will try to ambush the next relief party, and counter-ambush them instead.
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>>5709152
>Send your stealthiest disciples to gather information on both the Guardians of the celestial sunlight and the winter blossoming wisdom sect
>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Covertly)
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>>5709152
>>5709185

Support. Actions speak loudly, let the people know that while others treat them as vermin in the way we will protect them.
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>>5709152
>Personally head out to measure their strength yourself, traveling into the areas of Chuan they control and ambushing a few of them
>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (openly, Good Karma)
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>>5709185
+1
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>>5709152

>Take advantage of the fact no one outside of your sect or hell knows you can turn human, and spy on the winter blossoming wisdom sect to try and figure out the strength of their crippled sect head and the elders beneath him

>Meet with the ogress to try and see about directing the path of her violence and actually having her follow a plan rather than leaving her to rampage where she pleases
Talking with her will be entertaining. Especially as a source of blood qi.

>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Openly as a human)

Write-in for both options option:
>Head to the Fiver Colors and Five Purities Sect in your human form to ask for their assistance in alleviating the suffering caused by the winter storm. Then, ask if they have knowledge on the other sects that have invaded the land.
We’re now a GC. We should be safe enough to speak with them in our human form, and they have more disciples that can help with aid efforts.
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>>5709152
>Take advantage of the fact no one outside of your sect or hell knows you can turn human, and spy on the winter blossoming wisdom sect to try and figure out the strength of their crippled sect head and the elders beneath him
>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Covertly)
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>>5709152
>Take advantage of the fact no one outside of your sect or hell knows you can turn human, and spy on the winter blossoming wisdom sect to try and figure out the strength of their crippled sect head and the elders beneath him

>Reveal your sect to the land and people under its control, so they can't be tricked by the "respectable" sects into revolting or acting against it
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>Take advantage of the fact no one outside of your sect or hell knows you can turn human, and spy on the winter blossoming wisdom sect to try and figure out the strength of their crippled sect head and the elders beneath him

>Reveal your sect to the land and people under its control, so they can't be tricked by the "respectable" sects into revolting or acting against it

The Old Monsters and things in the Heavens already know at this point, but we have a backer of our own that'll prevent any further down-punching. There's a time for discretion and there's a time for action, and the Palace has grown strong enough now that it can reveal itself, combined with a major hearts and minds push on the people in its area of influence.
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>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Covertly or openly?, Good Karma)

Also, same person, but this as part of it might be a good play. Hearts and Minds.
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>>5709152
>Personally head out to measure their strength yourself, traveling into the areas of Chuan they control and ambushing a few of them

>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Openly)
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>Votes - 11
x+/jSLIx
kGsyQ6cX
sQGfk2NV
Le4kiWoX
+aGxTlDP
p8D8LAkR
cDsd4oY9
lRNUBvS9
MMCSU7is
XvJ2/BGX
MV0nlm+b

Vote 1

>Take advantage - 4
x+/jSLIx
cDsd4oY9
lRNUBvS9
MMCSU7is
XvJ2/BGX

>Personally head out - 5
kGsyQ6cX
Le4kiWoX
+aGxTlDP
p8D8LAkR
MV0nlm+b

>Meet with the ogress - 1
cDsd4oY9

>Send your stealthiest disciples - 1
sQGfk2NV

Vote 2

>Unable to bear - 10

>Covertly - 3 (5?)
x+/jSLIx
sQGfk2NV
cDsd4oY9 (as human?)
lRNUBvS9
XvJ2/BGX (?)

>Openly - 5 (7?)
kGsyQ6cX
Le4kiWoX
+aGxTlDP
p8D8LAkR
cDsd4oY9 (as human?)
XvJ2/BGX (?)
MV0nlm+b

>Reveal your sect - 4
x+/jSLIx
MMCSU7is
XvJ2/BGX
+aGxTlDP (added right now

>Head to the Fiver Colors and Five Purities Sect - 1
cDsd4oY9

This vote is a bit split
>>5709152
>>5709292
I'm going to add
>Reveal your sect to the land and people under its control, so they can't be tricked by the "respectable" sects into revolting or acting against it
To my vote, since if I'm voting to go loud, might as well go all the way.
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>>5709152
I was gonna vote
>Send your stealthiest disciples to gather information on both the Guardians of the celestial sunlight and the winter blossoming wisdom sect
But since it's clearly not gonna win then I'll go with
>Personally head out to measure their strength yourself, traveling into the areas of Chuan they control and ambushing a few of them

Also:
>Unable to bear watching the suffering of the common folk, send aid to the regions caught in the Winter blossoming Wisdom Sect's snow storm (Openly)
Though prepare to counter-ambush enemy sect members.
>Reveal your sect to the land and people under its control, so they can't be tricked by the "respectable" sects into revolting or acting against it
Gotta spread our narrative before our enemies poison the well.
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>>5709152
>Take advantage of the fact no one outside of your sect or hell knows you can turn human, and spy on the winter blossoming wisdom sect to try and figure out the strength of their crippled sect head and the elders beneath him.
>Openly send aid
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Ending the vote now

>>5709945
Thank you junior for doing most of the tallying for me

So You'll openly send aid to the regions caught in the enchanted snow storm, bringing you up to a total of 10 good karma actions

And Personally head out ot measure the strengths of the two sects besieging your territory by traveling into the areas of chuan they control and ambushing a few of them.

special conditions met
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>>5711377
>Special conditions met

GOSH DANGIT I JUST FINISHED UPDATING HUAN'S SCRIPTURE!

WHY DOES SHE KEEP DODGING MY ATTEMPTS TO KEEP TRACK!

jests aside and hat stomped thoughly on the ground, when the update is done, would grandfather be so kind as to elucidate on what a golden core does in the minutia, ESPECIALLY one of our quality.
I know it's the egg of our nascent soul, but what does the possession of a core allow us to do?
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Yet no matter how hard you focused, your mind refused to uncloud. Any attempt at planning or scheming how to get a measure of the general and overall strength of the two enemy sects audaciously threatening your territory and their people was ruined by the memories of what you'd seen in the lands just beyond the borders Jionghuagege had been so diligently and generously crafted for you out of writhing thorns and swaying, snapping man eating plants. You'd seen corpses many times before, enjoyed the sight of them even and the aroma of sickly sweet decay was more soothing and pleasant to your nose than any incense or perfume. But despite this, the sight of families frozen solid, huddled together around long cold ashes lingered in your thoughts most unpleasantly and unwelcomed.

Children, thin and frostbitten, clinging to their mother's long still chests, draped in snow powdered furs. Their tiny, blackened hands tugging at hair frozen as stiff as ice, their glassy eyes empty except for despair. The remains of innocents, whose hope and joy had been stolen from them. And their ghosts, wailing still, holding tight to the pitiful phantoms of their mothers and fathers, too grief stricken and confused to move on. Still cold even in death, the color of their ethereal forms as white and blue as the robes of the careless daoists who had damned them to their frigid graves just to slow the advance of Tiexingege's black iron army ants. It sickened you, enraged you beyond all the words you knew. And you did not lack in verbosity and eloquence. The starved, ice blackened faces of farmers who didn't know of the world beyond their paddies and the stricken faces of children whose future and peaceful, worriless lives were snatched from them through no fault or crime of their own. Siwang shared you ice cold fury, and would often join you as you sulked and grimly chanted the painful ways you'd exact vengeance of those poor kids, wallowing with your in enmity and hatred. The good in your heart, the virtues and ideals you lived by, kept you from ignoring the suffering of these commoners abandoned and forsaken by their so called protectors.

You couldn't think clearly, your train of thought kept bringing up the depressing sight of children buried beneath snow or gnawing at rotten bark and the leather of their shoes just to stave of starvation for a few moments longer. This could not be allowed to continure, this would not continue. No longer would the innocent suffer for the arrogance of their "Betters". No longer would the tears of children mourning family and friends freeze to their cheeks. No longer. No longer! You would not allow this to continue! It was an afront to everything you believed in! The Winter blossoming wisdom sect were poor, unworthy rulers. You were strong, and by your strength you would enact charity where they brought hardship and blight. The duty of the strong was to guard the weak, not callously condemn them to death on a whim!
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>>5711483

And so, while Siwang wept at your shoulder, snapping his beak as he wailed about the poor unfortunate souls who you too mourned with bitter tears and promises of revenges and withering curses muttered against their apathetic killers, you decided to deny the destiny of the downtrodden and do something and intervene whiled the "Proper, righteous daoists" turned up their noses and sneered.

Sneered at the cold corpses of children. Gnashing your teeth, gloomy and possessed by a dark fury, you called your disciples to your chambers, and spoke your command to them, gave them the mandate of the natural and wild world.

"No longer shall I allow this atrocity. No longer will I sit idly by while children freeze and babes are smothered to spare them the pain of a slow, agonizing death from hunger or cold" You cried out, weeping as Fu, Ping, Feiqing, Lei, Qiang, Chuandapo, Huili and Siwang knelt before you, while Monu stood solemn and silent, though you felt that queer smirk of hers was approving. Approving of you finally exerting your influence on the world, and acting your station.

"The Palace of natural laws sect will openly lend aid in any manner we're capable of" You state, lip trembling as you flick away your tears with your tail "Talismans containing temperature raising spells, firewood, food, protection, all of this and more will we give to the common people caught within the storm the Abhorrently self righteous winter blossoming wisdom sect has summoned against us. No expenses will be spared, and I expect all of you to do your part to ensure the success of this benevolent enterprise. I do not doubt the arrogant masters of the cold peaks will interfere and seek to prevent us from leaving our turf, and believe our compassion disguise ill intent, or else try to steal the care packages we sent to bolster their own clumsy war effort like the opportunistic dogs they are"

Monu's smirk grew into an amused grin at that, while Ping's eyes darkened and he bowed his head a little lower.

"Even those who are truly noble at heart, will be blinded by generations of lies and think us to be plotting something behind the scenes and mistrust us" You add, knowing that not all of the orthodox sects are wicked at heart, just plainly stupid, naïve and gullible like pampered brats never faced with the harsh realities of nature and life "If you can waste your breathe, persuade them, if you can't ignore them unless they endanger your mission of mercy. If any of them do the unthinkable and turn their blades from you to those whom I beneficently offer I reprieve from the suffering their superiors have caused"

A twinge of scalding fire licks the back of your throat as a seething mass of grudge miasma rolls out over your fangs and past your jaws, crackling with dark lightning as it coils and roils around, flashes of plum fire sparking within it as your snarl and spit your disgust openly.
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>>5711485

"Kill them without hesitation and piss on their corpses!" You roar and do not mean any of that last command metaphorically

"It will be done" Fu says, his voice low and angry "I once stood in their place, so I to can't tolerate their suffering"

"Understood" Qiang states a moment later, her usual monotonous voice now rigidly cold

"It is the duty of cultivators to protect the meek" Ping agrees with a somber nod "They have forgotten their responsibilities"

"I just hope they don't run in fear from me, but I'll be happy to help in anyway I can" Feiqing cheerfully chimes in

"Huili and I will bring them wild game" Chuandapo says tiredly, barely opening her eyes "I'll toss fish up through the ice and break it with my shell"

"And my pack will hunt game and the human predators taking advantage of the weak" Huili snorted proudly "If the strong decide to lend aid, it is the duty of their underlings to see to their orders"

And from his tone alone you can tell Huili would much rather look down at the freezing farmers than lend them any aid. Or even hunt them himself. But you do not scold him, after all, a proud wolf like him wouldn't dare to eat a child or hunt unworthy prey like a starving woodsman.

"I will deliver these unfortunates from their unjust and undeserved suffering. From the wild palace, succor shall spring!" Siwang declares loudly and passionately, flapping his wings and you can't help but smile at seeing the youngster's earnestness

"Deliver these orders to the lesser disciples, down the outer most wing, all of us will have a role to play in this mission of mercy" You say proudly, once more feeling tears misting up your eyes "Except for me, my part has been played and my will will be deliver and enacted by you, my students. Make certain every life you save knows it was the Palace of Natural laws sect and the compassionate guardian spirit they serve behind these most generous of acts. I don't want credit for our benevolent deeds to be stolen from us, understand?"

They understood.

Special conditions met: Perform 10 karmic actions. Karmic wheel unlocked. A measure of your karma in this life, influences your fortunes and place in the world, for good or ill. Special condition met: Perform 10 good karmic actions: Huanliuxue's selfless and benevolent deeds in upholding the rules of nature and her own, animalistic three views have earned her a minor amount of favor in the eyes of the universe, reflected by having somewhat better luck, and is no longer harmed by spells, techniques or effects powered by good karmic energy (And access to such abilities herself), and is recognized as well meaning by those who can sense the karmic balance of others. However the virtues she upholds and embodies now make her flesh a delicacies amongst demons...
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And once they have departed to begin preparations to send the first of many supply caravans into the frozen wastes, you head off into the storm yourself, unaccompanied except for Xuebai, who meets you in the first snow drift you walk past, having been informed by your mother of your choice to wander boldly and fearlessly into the contested territories and had been told to keep an eye on you.

"Mother is too smothering sometimes" You sigh as your foxy elder sister bounds after you "I'm probably the strongest creature in Chuan, and she has you playing my escort. If I didn't love her dearly and know well why she fears so greatly for my safety, I'd be humiliated! Outraged even! I am no mewling kitten, no helpless child, I am...!"

"The great and mighty Huanliuxue" Xuebai tittered teasingly "With an ego and head nearly as vast as the heavens themselves. But besides, princesses can't go wandering around unaccompanied, even if they could upend heaven and earth with a flick of her tail"

"Hmmph" You pout, swatting at your undead sister's spectral sneer just to shut her up for a second "I can't stop her from worrying, nor can I chase you away without shoving you in a pot or snuff box, just keep quite and don't alert my prey with your games, Xuebai!"

"Oh I wouldn't dream of playing such a mean prank on my living sister. Besides, Momma said you were planning on ripping open the putrid guts of the white cloaked hypocrites of the winter blossoming wisdom sect, and I won't miss their slaughter for the world!" Xuebai sneered excitedly licking her chops as she turned into a flickering pale blue ghost flame, lighting your way through the dreary and windy night

"And the Ling dogs" you drawled angrily, already pissed off just thinking about them. Thankfully the two sects you knew to exist south of your temple, were still burying their heads in the sand like the rest of the sects of Chuan and Ling, The coastal Summer Sea Dawn Sect (夏季海黎明, Xiàjìhǎilímíng) and the marsh dwelling Dusk Marsh Wolves Sect (薄暮沼泽狼, Zhǎozébómùláng), Who you were hoping would repay your disciples' slaying of the plant demon whose core you just remembered you had left to gather dust somewhere and at least keep out of the conflict once word spread of their charity work in the region of...well Chuan was free now, but you didn't know if the Chuan had declared themselves kings or were waiting for a new emperor to appear to swear fealty to. Whatever the former region of Chuan was now. And think back on that mission, what an odd monster they slew that day, you still wondered exactly what the hell it was. You've never met a plant that could devour villages and spread its roots so far, fed on Qi and warm blood alone. How curious, how curious!

But now was no time to be pondering something like why a plant decided to become an afront against all things natural and good and start eating anything it could get its vines own, you needed to focus on more important matters.
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>>5711488

Like for instance tracking down a few disciples of both The Guardians of the celestial sunlight and Winter blossoming wisdom sect to beat the crap out of to figure out just how strong of foes you were facing. They had to be letting loose some of their strongest now that they were both humiliated by a cheeky brat and her army of ants, so it shouldn't be hard to find the heads of their retaliatory attacks and see how easily your claws and fangs tore them to ribbons.

And thinking about it, and knowing what you do about the stagnancy afflicting the world of cultivation and cautious style of cultivation they practice that stunts the growth of even those who might in another life have come a league from being considered your equal if they hadn't been held back and restricted by the painfully slow styles of cultivation enforced by the orthodoxy, and how rare Golden Core cultivators are and how difficult the stage is to reach with even a half way decent and worthwhile core even without having half or more of the methods and techniques outlawed and branded demonic, unless you REALLY REALLY piss off one of the sects or threaten them directly, you should be the only golden core wandering the snow fields unless you've underestimated the size of the grudge the Ling hold against you for devouring their favored heir and the Winter Blossoming Wisdom sect holds against Monu a century or two yet.

Still, thinking on it, you've gotten the only tier 0 golden core in the world, which would make you leagues and mountains above even a lesser golden core nearing the nascent soul stage, at least only considering raw power. Technique, skill and experience could easily lessen the gap, no reason to get cocky. A dragon can be brought low by a toad and swallowed up, and that same toad can be gobbled up by a sharp witted cat. Any golden core that enters the fray would have decades if not centuries of experience on you, even if you're potential for growth and enormity of spiritual power far surpassed their own.

The ogress had a technique that could erase souls, and she hadn't even reach core formation when you played around with her. And the bitch could harness sword light! You couldn't even do that! Mostly cause you didn't carry around a sword or any weapon besides those you were born with and Ghost Empress Melody, and you didn't think there was anything like Claw Light or Guqin Light, Heh-heh-heh.

And now emboldened by realizing all of this, you decide the best way to draw out the strongest cultivators set against your sect would be to bully their juniors and the weaklings emboldened by privileges and titles endeserved.

Grinning ear to ear, you bound through the snow in the search of your first victims, excited by just the thought of beating them black and blue!
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>>5711491

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[Meanwhile, at the outskirts of Suiqi, while the Enchanted Blizzard rages on]

Hang gongs were beaten, chimes were shaken, bells were struck and lanterns sent swaying as a procession of thankful souls ingratiated to the generosity and kindness of the immortals who emerged beneath the fiercest snow storm the realm had seen in generations and in the middle of spring no less, marched like an army of pilgrims to the city of Suiqi, as if it were a holy temple high in the mountains. Drums were beaten, flutes were played, hands were clapped and grateful mothers and daughters sang the praises of the kindly demi gods who came from the shattered mountain.

Amongst the procession were half beasts, twisted, malformed and mutated men, women and children who, embolden by the presence of Divine Beast in service to Chuan's very own guardian Deity, Huanliuxue joined the march of the grateful saved from not only cold and hunger, but persecution of their fellows and other, less understanding immortals. Dressed in furs that sparkled with embers and ash, their tears fell from their warm faces, unfrozen. Colorful flowers were thrown and wine was poured freely as they walked, helping spread the immortal's generous gifts were ever they walked.

Ping couldn't help but smile as he walked, proudly dressed in the blood hued robes of the Palace of Natural law sect, besides his brothers Lei and Feiqing, who were both wearing masks carved by Fu's little sister and mother to resemble their master's smiling face. He did not, as unlike the tongueless Lei and monkey looking Feiqing, Ping was handsome and Fu, despite being his younger in years, told him to show of his face and pale white hair which most in the mundane world took to be a sign of wisdom and immortality.

Somewhere behind him Meiwei Zhurou, the horned hog, and Yinying marched, draped in gifts given as offerings to them, the dignified pig and loyal cat acting as intermediaries for the absent Huanliuxue, and so received their thanks. And he knew Siwang flew somewhere in the clouds and Huili lurked somewhere in the snow with his packs, watching for signs of their enemies alongside Qiang and Fu. The rest of their sect were somewhere behind them, continuing to help the villages and communities they had already past by and ensuring the line they had established from Fu's village and the temple remained open and unassailed by any threat, from common thugs to young masters he once knew and idolized. Unfortunately, Qinxin remained at the temple, as Huanliuxue still did not yet trust his third sworn brother and dear friend, due to his former allegiances.
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>>5711493

And while that somewhat embittered him, he understood his master had her reasons and her bias, and not having Qinxin at his side did nothing to damper the high he felt at hearing the Palace of Natural law sect's name spoken of not in hushed whispers but high and openly, praised and deified as they marched towards Suiqi, surrounded by the thankful and awed. It filled his heart with a bright, overwhelming joy to see that name treated with its proper respect, for even the beasts amongst its followers to be accepted and seen as the noble souls they were at heart.

And they hadn't even been attacked or even opposed by his old sect blinded by the old traditions.

"Ping" A cold voice broke through the cheers and cries of the celebrants

"Shit" Ping sighed "I shouldn't have even thought of it"

"So you cavort with demons and serve a cult now, little brother" Another, similarly icy voice snarled as ping waved his hand and had the martial artists serving the sect make a clear space around him to spare the common folk from any attack thrown in his direction. Ping glanced up and saw several icy blue eyes glowing in the swirling snow above his head.

"Ah forgive me, but I do not recognize your voices" He said just as coldly "I'm surprised you did not seek me out earlier for beating a few of you at a roadside inn. Isn't there a corpse stealing monster you should be hunting out there in the snow somewhere? Surely assaulting a man giving alms and food to the poor and starving is low on the list of missions of the righteous Winter blossoming wisdom sect"

His words were dripping with sarcasm.

"Ah, my fellow daoists, please be understanding, we mean no harm or ill to these fair, simple folk" Zhurou snorted and fluffed up, waddling out of the palanquin he was carried in, reluctantly removing his ass from the silk cushion as Ping sensed Yinying vanish, no doubt alerting the others while Zhurou distracted the cultivators with his appearance and long windedness "In deed we are here by high imperial mandate, divine purpose even, Ufoufou! The heiress to the throne of the wilderness demands we provide succor and relief to those whom your sect cannot provide for considering your lack of...Finances. For surely a historied sect cannot be more lacking in virtue than a stampede of beasts and uh..."

Zhurou looked to Feiqing

"Outcasts" Feiqing snorted disdainfully as if the word was a mouthful of pigshit

The first blow was struck, an arrow of pale blue light aimed directly for between the talking pig's eyes.

There was a shout of surprise it froze in the air, as with a quick handsign, Ping erected a Dying Grudge shield inches away from Zhurou's face. The protection spell shimmered and roiled with black lightning as its edges of black fog billowed and sent a black sheathed arrow of Qi back at its sender.
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>>5711494

"Now now" Ping scolded, wagging a finger of his cursed arm, sneering ear to ear, unable to hide his feelings for the idiots in the air above him "The Pig is a divine emissary, if you have quarrel or complaint with the illustrious and benign Palace of Natural laws Sect, level them to me"

"so you taught your pet how to talk, what's your game traitor? Trying to make a religion around yourself after you ran away from the duty entrusted in you? After you assaulted your own brothers and sisters? Palace of Natural laws? Who the hell is that? I've never heard the name!" A girl who ping was certain he was admired laughs and he narrows his eyes

"Perhaps you've heard of Two Axe Fu?" Fu said, unusually gentle and calm as he swaggered from the crowed, donning his skull shaped helmet, the last of his demonic armor.

'Ah, so we are abandoning subtly immediately' Ping thought as he watched the first disciple swirl his rage imbued axes around, and tried to spy where Qiang and Yinying lurked nearby

The silence that fell was telling, and a swarm of icicles fell on Fu, making clear the other daoist's feelings of seeing one of their hopefuls stolen by what to them no doubt seemed like a sect started by a wicked upstart who ran away with their secrets and worked with "Demons"

Fu yawned as a dozen ghostly arms emerged around him and snatched the ice from the air and shattered it as he continued his confident stride up to Ping

"Listen here! Brother Ping and I serve the divine spirit Huanliuxue! Patron of Chuan family and protector of its lands! We were both saved by her and now seek to repay her kindness to the people she guards day and night" Fu laughed as Ping smirked at the looks of confusion and horror in the eyes of the cultivators who expected a meek, cowering sorcerer and his enslavedpet demons, and now faced what must seem like a mighty, armored necromancer "Stand aside, allow us to pass to deliver the relief you will not, since clearly you have more important things than feeding those you leave to freeze to death to.... remind me, brother Feiqing, Did they truly summon this blizzard to spite a few overgrown ants?"


"I'll have your lying tongue, you impudent cur!" Someone yelled, as Ping sensed an explosion of spiritual energy and saw a scythe of purest ice swing through the air, arcing towards Fu neck. Ping could see the smirk in the scarred man's eyes as he turned on his heels to face it, yet did not move his axes from where he had stuck them in the ground.

"Qiang?" He said quietly, as from his shadow, a familiar red haired shape emerged. Ping marveled as he watched her move like a blur as all else slowed and crawled. By time he blinked, Qiang was meters in the air, her sword drawn and half way through a acrobatic spin as two halves the scythe of enchanted ice fell to the ground, shattering before it landed. Then, another blink, and She was on the ground again, sheathing her blade.
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>>5711496

And then, all hell broke loose as the Cultivators of the Winter blossoming wisdom sect threw themselves against them, unaware that they were outnumbered and terribly outmatched.

"Leave the traitor to me, I'll end this "Pagoda of Native laws" with one stroke!" The most haughty of them declared, a white mustached man stepping before him, his hair tied into a militaristic bun and his scarred face smoldering with cold contempt, aroun him, an armor of blue ice formed.

Ping snarled, fury awoken by the old fool's disrespect in misnaming his sect. He stretched out his ghostly armed and smiled wickedly as darkness erupted from his finger tip, sheathing his arm and making it appear like a demons as the yin energy crawled up his neck and formed half a horned mask of shadows

"Palace of natural laws" he roared as he grabbed hold of his blade, having grown used to the speed of Qiang's quick draw and thus finding his attacker's own pace much easy to match with his reflexes alone.

Fu had already thrown one of the two attacking him through the air, and Zhurou was huffing and running from three greedy souls thinking to take his core and dodging their every attack with humorous grace and refinement, strutting more like a peacock than a hog while Qiang had...vanished again. Huili howled, and the already chaotic fight that had only had two moves on either side had become even more wild as the crowd started shouting and throwing rotten fruit and dung at the stunned winter blossoming wisdom sect, who couldn't believe so many would side with the "Villains following traitorous ping"!.
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"I can't believe I must work with the men who killed so many of my brethren" The white and blue robed fool scoffed as he met with his equally foolish, golden robed counter part who wore a mask with a large golden sun on its brow.

"We must, for we face a common foe" He said sadly as his underlings, all somewhere in the foundation establishment stage of their cultivation eyed their winter blossoming wisdom allies with suspicion and hands on the hilts of their swords "A demon from hell, working mischief and spreading calamity. The beast who we sought in your lands"

"Who killed the five youngster whom your sect claimed we murdered" One of the other winter blossoming wisdom sect members spat "A stupid reason for war, you've could've told us there was a powerful demon in our territory and we would've lent more help, instead, you started a war"

"Our elders did, they also claimed that fucking traitorous giant took out the devil who ate Ling Meng" Another Ling dog spat, this one a woman, and like the three other speakers, was in the middle stages of Core formation.
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>>5711498

Making the total tally of cultivators meeting here to try and hunt you down after you beat a few young masters and told them to tell their superiors, uncles and whoever else the great demonic beast would wait for them outside of the shrine that was once a village, four middle stage core formation experts, twelve late foundation establishment stage experts six from both sects, and a nice little army of trembling Qi condensation novices of every step of that realm.

But they weren't the leaders of the force. You could sense the real heads coming up while their lesser squabbled and argued.

"Enough!" one of them, a golden core a step or two further than you but with an utter middling core of the sixth tier shouted, a haughty looking woman with curiously golden hair snapped as she appeared with a flash of celestial, soul searing fire "We've squabbled enough, the beast tricked us, time and time again, but has grown arrogant now and thinks itself strong enough to challenge true cultivators, and sneers in the shadows as they raise up more demonic beasts and forges an army of evil! How can you still argue when the next supreme devil mind gathers strength and followers? Its bad enough the other sects are headed by cowards who run from a few insects"

Your jaw ticks at that as you watch them from the shadows in the treetops, suppressing your aura and presence

"And besides, brothers and sisters, we're all daoists, all friends" The red cheeked golden core from the winter blossoming wisdom sect, being a bit mightier than his counterpart, with a rare fifth tiered core, swaggers up from the river, a swinging gourd in his hand "We must look past the mistakes and misunderstandings made in the heat of the moment, when blood was boiling! We are the precipice of destiny here! We could all become immortalized in legend and song today, if we just come together in friendship! Its the demon's fault we were tricked into fighting, so come, lets make right and bury the hatchet and face down that villain!"

"Remember, we get the core, drunkard" The golden haired beauty said, trying to match the friendliness of the red faced moron with a slight twitch of her cheek, as dragon fly wings of shimmering gold light appeared behind her

"Of course, you have more of a grudge against it" He offered with a blithe smile, much to the displeasure of his juniors "Now, speaking of it, where is that foul beast? The survivors of her cowardly attacks said she'd be here, in this lonesome road on the edge of both our territories"

You didn't kill anyone in your ambushes, otherwise word wouldn't have spread fast enough for your liking
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"A show of her arrogance, though perhaps its gotten cold feet and ran away like it did when it killed Meng and the five youngsters who bravely sought her out to avenge his death" Golden hair says smugly, and you nearly are driven to attack her right then, buuut you decide to wait a few moments longer, to make certain you could take the two golden cores, the four core formation, the twelve foundation establishment and the small army of weakling cultivators they'd sent to try to take your head for a second time.

'Yeah, I can take them' You decide after thinking about it for just a second.

Which form do you appear before them in

>As a Demonic Beast

>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your beastial appearance

How do you announce yourself to them

>"Ara ara~, it seems the hairless apes have finely come out in force. Took you long enough, even I was getting tired of bloodshed, but ah! Now I'm given me the fear and respect I deserve. Yet such arrogance! This pitiful force is not nearly enough! Where are your elders, little brats? is sending their students off to die all they can do?"

>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly

>"You orthodox dogs never change. Always so confident and certain of themselves. I'm no demon, just an agent of change and the natural order of the world. You attacked me first, I'd have happily cultivated in peace if you just left me alone. If you just left us beasts live. But alas, you've drawn my ire as their ruler, so...well you can guess what happens now, weaklings"

>Don't and instead still your mind and meditate to center yourself and prepare to attack! (Lowers DC of first attack)

>write in

And how do you open the battle, Huanliuxue?

>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)

>By unleashing the red death scythe on the weakest of them, to scatter the heard and keep them from mobbing you (Martial Trial. DC 45)

>By exploding the meeting sight with a super charged destructive Yin Sphere (Magic Trial. DC 65)

>By playing ghost empress melody and calling a rapid flurry of its cutting music down upon the cultivators (Magic Trial DC 55)

>Write in

Have fun being the Boss fight yourself

Huanliuxue's boss theme for this fight!: https://youtu.be/bUuoYqyLw_k
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>>5711391
Glad you asked.

Its basically the eastern equivalent of the philosopers stone, though only somewhat, there's a lot that separates the two.

First, your beast core contains your magical energy and essence/ lifeforce, and they can be used when torn out of their owner's body to serve as a material for crafting or just a boost to who consume's its cultivation

A golden core, is a different thing entirely, formed in the lower most of the cultivators thee dantians, which is also used as a crucible for the Qi that forms it, which requires....a fuckload of Qi, like several magnitudes of more than any cultivated, refined and purified in any other stage, like a truly insane difference from the amount required to move through every previous rank and realm combined, and it isn't just Qi, its also your essence and spirit . It is the seed of immortals and buddhas, the roots of worthy sages, a combination of original Yin and original Yang

Very few cultivators successfully form one, and fewer yet make a good/high quality one. A sign of a true genius/ prodigy

It determines your baseline level of power and potential maximum strength continuing on from its formation.

So the disparity of power, strength, Quantity of Qi (So how much Qi you have access to, as well as much you can contain in your cultivation base overall), varies wildly between the tiers of golden core, as well as how far each core can reasonably continue their cultivation before meeting a dead end

nine to seven struggle to make any progress past the initial rank of golden core.

Six to four have a glimmer of hope to make it past golden core, but will probably die in the attempt

three to one are nearly unseen, especially in the modern era and are showered with praise and respect and are groomed carefully and given all the benefits their sect can provide, as they are their best hope to have an immortal rise from their ranks and if they are diligent and lucky, might have a shot to become gods themselves

Tier 0, is beyond tier 1. Each tier above is leagues above the previous tier in every way, and by a greater extreme the further along you go

So Tier 0 makes Huanliuxue, even at rank 1,unlike anything that has been seen for thousands of years and makes her as magnificent, glorious and mighty as she has imagined herself to be from day 1, with Monu feeding and fanning the flames of her pride and ego every since they met lol
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>>5711502
>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your beastial appearance
>"You orthodox dogs never change. Always so confident and certain of themselves. I'm no demon, just an agent of change and the natural order of the world. You attacked me first, I'd have happily cultivated in peace if you just left me alone. If you just left us beasts live. But alas, you've drawn my ire as their ruler, so...well you can guess what happens now, weaklings"
>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
Fools, the lot of them
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>>5711502
>>As a Demonic Beast
>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
>Write in
>By unleashing the Blood Rain, Chaos Mist in order to release the discordant entanglements within these representatives of the so-called straight path
Blood Rain Chaos Mist is the wide area curse that made its targets go mad and attack everything around them, right?
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>>5711502
> By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly.

Oh you guys, you wouldn't believe the hilarity I just saw. So there I was, the greatest prodigy in ten generations, and this pack of stuck up orthodox cultivators is standing around like a pack of morons just waiting for me to completely destroy them. You guys ever been in a situation like that?

> Write in
Bait out a hailstorm of attacks from all sides, then hurl it all back in a ferocious display of Dying Grudge Shield.
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>>5711566
Oh and
> As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your beastial appearance
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>>5711502
>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your bestial appearance.
>You sit on a tree branch or mountain top whatever sounds cool as you begin playing Ghost Empress melody. Making the air turn could and the yin energy thick in the air.
>Letting your Voice boom in the air.

>Hello sheep that cover their eyes to the truth of the world.
>Always so confident of themselves. I'm no demon, I am just bringing back to the natural order of the world. Where man and beast lived together ten generations ago.
>Honestly? I'd have happily cultivated in peace if you just left me alone. If you just left us beasts live. But alas, you've drawn my ire as their ruler, so...well you can guess what happens now. We fight and the victor chooses what happens to the losers.
>"Those that die, remember Huanliuxue killed you. Those that live spread my name so all may fear my legend."

>By playing ghost empress melody and calling a rapid flurry of its cutting music down upon the cultivators (Magic Trial DC 55)
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>>5711502
>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your beastial appearance

>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
"It's always the same with you orthodox vermin, so proud - so cocksure, prancing about with your heads up your own behinds. Such a pitiful and ignorant existence that if I didn't laugh at the absurdity I would cry at the tragedy. Alas, you've drawn my ire through your evil conduct, so...well you can guess what happens now."
Modified dialogue I felt like making.

>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
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>>5711502
>As a Demonic Beast
The longer we can hide the fact we have a human form the longer we can use it if we require subtlety

Don't and instead still your mind and meditate to center yourself and prepare to attack! (Lowers DC of first attack)

>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
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>>5711502
This isn't the boss fight, this is the cutscene where the BBEG slaughters the best they gathered to stop them to showcase their strenght.

I wanted to post a write in just to show another route:
>show yourself as a human cultivator and chastise them for the mess they made and how they're lower in karma than the beasts they're fighting.

But i would say my real vote would be to confront them since huan is clearly too fed up with these shitstains.
>As a Demonic Beast
>Don't and instead still your mind and meditate to center yourself and prepare to attack! (Lowers DC of first attack)
>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
This should take care of the chaff by weakening them too much to contribute, next it's time to slap around the trash golden cores with our paws.
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>>5711502
>As a Demonic Beast
Keep the human form secret for a while longer

>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly

>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
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>>5711502
>As a demonic beast

>Don't.

>Write in: Drown the field in blood hex storm, as we did the village so many years ago. Curse them to their very BLOOD!
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>>5711502
>As a Demonic Beast
It’s the form they’re expecting after all.
>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
Huan and her theatrics, name a more iconic duo

>By unleashing the Blood Rain, Chaos Mist in order to release the discordant entanglements within these representatives of the so-called straight path
Blood Rain, Chaos Mist finally has its time to shine as the AOE we never really needed until now.
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>>5711688
That's the name! Blood rain Chaos mist!

that's what I meant here >>5711680


>>5711662
>>5711658
>>5711631
>>5711595
>>5711524
Gentlemen! I propose to you that Blood Rain does more for us than the sorrows does.

For while sorrows weakens them and empowers us while we act in it's boundry, Blood rain CANNOT be removed by them, nor can they afford to be effected even once. So the weaklings will be turned into a raving rampaging hoard that shall cannibalise itself and spill so much cultivator blood that we can use for our next move, while their seniors MUST expend energy defending their body and pores from our influence, exaughsting them just as much.

To say nothing of the psychological damage of the attack or their allies going beserk.
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>>5711700
On one hand i would say to slaughter the minions is a bit heartless, on the other they are gathered here to kill us and i feel that huan has exhausted whatever goodwill she had for this scum.
So you have my vote to switch from grudge to blood rain.
>>5711658 (this one is mine)
Let them FEAR
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>>5711721
Our dedication to sparing as many as can be salvaged is still held in the spirit.

But when you gather an assassination force, they lose whatever right they have to life until the force is disbanded. Usually via the majority execution.
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>>5711700
Sure I'll change my vote to support blood rain
>>5711524
I had voted for the grudge because it would affect all of them at once
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>>5711700
All right, I'll switch to Blood Rain if only to see it in action.
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Honestly I say that we shouldn't use Blood Rain technique. It's such a powerful and monstruos tool that I don't think it's good to use, even less with all those scared Qi Condensation cultivators.

I say we should appear in our cat form, do the option of unleashing our aura and appear on the elders, and then just take a few steps and say

"To all the juniors that wish to preserve their lives, you shall be forgiven unless you try to attack me treacherously, and that forgiveness will be given to those who were indoctrinated and given a blindfold to not know the true of this world and of the Divine Beasts. Perhaps, I could feel generous to spare those in foundations establishment, or anyone we decide to stop being blinded by their elders.

Those we are forgiven, shall then know what happened to the 4 prodigies that were send here by the Ling Dogs, as well as maybe write a letter to your elders with the recounting of events. I doubt you're going to stop being all a pest in my domains, but I believe that will bring some relieve on both sects.
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>>5711516
Regarding our inventory, is there something which lost utility since we are now an exceptional golden core?
In the games i played qi refining artifacts aren't up to the job once you hit a certain level and it got me thinking about the guqin we have.
Since it was made by monu (high level cultivator but while she was crippled) using huan whiskers (qi refining material).

Or is it more about who plays it?
Would it get damaged if we overuse? Does it limit our power in fear of breaking it?
Can we upgrade it to whitstand a higher level battle?
Does our sister xuebai thinks it's gay but is secretly jealous?

Also we could gift the plant core to bee gege, i'm sure she can put it to good use.
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>>5711779
It's a cursing tool, if you want we could probably curse em with something like lethargy, sleep paralysis or something else.

I however find the idea of using it to be a method of smokescreen. It'll look like the Ling and Winter initiates couldn't keep it together and battled anyway.

>>5711781
the usefulness declines because you face more powerful foes, who aren't hurt by it.

We can probably upgrade it though
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>>5711781
We could probably upgrade it if it starts dropping in power, I trust Feiqing's crafting ability, specially if Monu gives some support as the original maker. He was a potential character option after all
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>>5711781
Speaking of weapons, the Qilin mane Fly Whisk should probably be given to someone else since we don’t really have a need for it in my eyes
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>>5711502
>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your bestial appearance
Partly because I want to screw with them if any do get away. We can still claim that we’re not Huan, just someone in service of her. Play up Huan’s power even further if she has “us” in “her” service.

For the entrance,
>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
>”Oh, how kind of you to organize this party for Huan! Two golden cores, four core formation cultivators, and scores of foundation and prior cultivators! Such a shame she has been delivering aid to the peasants and has left me to welcome you!”
>”Now, I have been tasked with ending that which plagues this land. The fighting and the blizzard and causing untold suffering amongst the living, and the ghosts of the children who wail in confusion and terror at their passing which infuriates her. Since you lot represent the factions responsible, I will accept your surrender and apology for your role, indirect as it is, that you have played in this. Helping alleviate suffering in the realm is the only command you’ll need to follow before you meet her.”
>”Unless, of course, you intend to let this suffering continue in a misguided effort to punish someone whose mere existence is somehow a greater affront than what your sects have done, let alone her teachings that have goaded beasts and men alike to use their talents to protect the weak?”

For the opening move, I’ll back
>Blood rain
as the write-in. I would assume we have enough blood qi control at this point that we can limit the range if needed.
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>>5711502
>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your beastial appearance

>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly

>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
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>>5711700
From what I understand we're around civilians? Maybe we should hold off on the biological warfare for now...

>As a Human girl, wearing a mask styled of your beastial appearance
>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
>By drowning the field in sorrow imbued grudge clouds, weakening them all and sapping their energy (Magic Trial. DC 65)
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>>5712480
nope!

We're on a "Lonesome road" at the edge of both territories, where an army of cultivators has gathered.
No civilians for miles.
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>>5712498
Ah OK got confused with the disciple battle. In that case ok switch to blood rain!
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>>5712480
Looks like my ID has changed (sorry tally anon!) Officially switching to
>Blood rain
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>Votes - 13
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ADo/HIB6
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kGsyQ6cX
UO99zqnY
CYYVh68H
ptMyihRz
MV0nlm+b
MMCSU7is (CmtPXnfm)

Form

>As a Demonic Beast - 5
kfNr+eNo
lRNUBvS9
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kGsyQ6cX
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CYYVh68H

>As a Human girl - 7
+aGxTlDP
Le4kiWoX
Zi9cKKno
ADo/HIB6
ptMyihRz
MV0nlm+b
MMCSU7is

Announcement

>By unleashing your aura - 7
kfNr+eNo
Le4kiWoX
ADo/HIB6
kGsyQ6cX
CYYVh68H
ptMyihRz
MV0nlm+b
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>You orthodox dogs - 1
+aGxTlDP

>Don't - 3
lRNUBvS9
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UO99zqnY

>Hello sheep - 1
Zi9cKKno

Battle

>By drowning the field in sorrow - 3
ADo/HIB6
lRNUBvS9
MV0nlm+b

>By playing ghost empress melody - 1
Zi9cKKno

>By unleashing the Blood Rain - 8
kfNr+eNo
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CYYVh68H
9rCuNlr+
+aGxTlDP
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>Bait out a hailstorm - 1
Le4kiWoX

The vote changes made this a bit harder to count, had to triple check just to be sure
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>>5712567
Seems my ID changed too
>>5711524
>>5711765
I'm this anon
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>>5712567
Looks like we are Unleashing an aura, as a human girl, an then unleashing THE BLOOD RAIN!

So question guys, what is our operational objective here?
We want to wipe out the golden cores, that's none negotiable. Core formation experts. . Still a bit powerful for my liking. My thought is kill the Ling one's and heed any begging for mercy from the winter eff's.

Foundation establishment and lower, I'm willing to remove the curse from once we're done with their seniors and offer them mercy.
Torn between offering plain amnesty for attempting assassination on us and demanding compensation for their lives.
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>>5712551
Oh, rereading it again "the shrine that was once a village"

We're fighting these fools in the ruins of our home town.
There are monks some way down the road, so lets confine it to within a mile radius and we should be safe.
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>>5711502
>As a Demonic Beast
Let the human form be the second form, me thinks.

>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
This is the most fun.

>By playing ghost empress melody and calling a rapid flurry of its cutting music down upon the cultivators (Magic Trial DC 55)
Gotta get the boss music going.
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>>5712574
Mine was to offer amnesty up front, and start killing people from the top down in power until the rest surrender.

Now, if we go blood rain they probably won’t be able to sureender. Not the lower-level cultivators at least. So I suppose if the cores/core formation cultivators are dealt with (by death or surrender) we can try eliminating the effects of the blood rain from the remaining cultivators.
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>>5711502
>As a Demonic Beast
>By unleashing your aura and cackling as you dramatically emerge from the shadows and appear between the two golden cores and acting like they're old friends to just mess with their heads, teasing them relentlessly
>Open the battle with Blood Rain, Chaos Mist
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>>5712709
I remind you. Blood rain allows us to inscribe CURSES on their blood.

curses can do many things, we've only used it to turn them beserk by accident.
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>>5713145
Hey... If we can't do more than just making them tear each other taking chunks of meats like zombies, why aren't we discussing the type of curse we're going to use?

We already make people weak with our Miasma cloud of Yin Qi, but I imagine the Winter Blossoming sect are going to tank it. So maybe we can make it so the curse makes them lose much more Qi when using techniques.

Idk if it's possible, but something to fuck them up with some curse would be good, without them killing each other
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>>5713178
Because we haven't used it in this manner before, people remember the technique as the one that made a beserker rage occur, and I haven't had a reason to speculate on a seperate curse.

It's blood Qi so it will have to do with the sorrows and humours of life, but I can easily think of a few.
Inflame their rage to reignite the sect war, a step below total beserk.
Inflame their sorrow [which was the default option] to weaken them.
Inflame their passions, which should flare up their lusts and vices. We ARE facing a drunkard, and despite being a golden core I doubt he has the iron will we do. It'll be strong, but maybe not strong enough.
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>>5713145
>>5713178
>>5713195
In that case, I’d think the most appropriate action would be to curse them with grief over lost comrades, and use that to feed a rage at the other sect. Our own dao of grudges gives us special insight into those feelings in particular.

Those who rise above it to stop the cycle of hatred can be spared for having the insight on when their grudges are missing the bigger picture, and the fortitude to halt your own rage to focus on that picture.

Not that it guarantees they’ll be spared. It’ll just prove they’re not as small-minded as we may fear. Consider it Great Teacher Huan’s hardcore training test for people who have ticked her off moderately.
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Ending the vote now.

>>5712567
And thank you as always, junior, for doing most of the heavy lifting. You will be rewarded with my official praise, of course. though you did miss a vote here>>5711779


So you'll appear before them in the body you were born in, as the demon they expect to meet, by unleashing your Aura and cackling as you emerge from the shadows and appear directly between the two golden cores, acting like they're friends of yours to mess with them, teasing them without mercy

before mercilessly unleashing the demon art Blood rain, Chaos Mist (血液雨, 乱象雾, Xuèyèyǔ, Luànxiàngwù). The DC of which will be revealed in the coming update. Wasn't expecting the outcome, but I love it. Write ins are always fun

Update will arrive shortly.

https://youtu.be/gz2OywSRIMo
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>>5714238
Must have skipped over that vote thinking it was just a comment because that anon didn't greentext or reply to the prompt
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>>5714238
I am waiting for a suitable boss battle to reveal my own battle theme for Huan. It's best set for a battle in which she is facing an equal but has nothing but smug mockery for them.

Holding out for either Jingyu or the Ling ogress.
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And between the moment it took you to decide you could handle the subjugation force sent to cut off the pretty head of poor innocent Huanliuxue, you've completely stopped paying attention to the yapping of the dogs just under your feet, as the bravado of their betters has emboldened even the chickens amongst them to caw and crow about the cowardice of the dreadful beast they've come to hunt. Treating your more like some starved, toothless bear than the vast and terrible threat you are, certainly paying your name none of the respect it is due and foolishly ignoring the dangers a wild animal presents, let alone the dangers royalty of the wilderness embodies. There is being foolhardy and then there is begging for death, and you have already made a habit of being generous and giving others what they desire without a second thought.

Deciding it'd be more frightening to appear before them in your natural, feline form as generally ox sized demons are more frightening than pretty girls, even if their hair is the same shade as freshly spilt blood, you watch them as they meander closer to your old home, the golden cores leading their march while the weaker cultivators crowd behind them as if their numbers would make them safe. Perhaps for a lesser awakened beast it would, but even the fiercest of wolves knew it was suicide to challenge a tiger even backed by the entirety of their pack. And you are something more mighty than any tiger! Nature's perfect killing machine. The only weakness of a house cat is that they're born small and cute. You're no longer one of those things and possess powers far beyond mere strength of muscle or viciousness of fang.

Catching Ghost Empress Melody by its strings on a branch next to the one you're lounging on, only not snapping it due to your Youling Qingong, you stand up on all four of your paws, the gloomy moonlight reflecting on the mirror like finish of your armor as you wait for them to get close enough and too shut up about whatever delusion they're babbling about now. While you might be confident in your ability to squash these insects, that's no reason to risk your lovely fur and hide by facing them unprotected. And besides, they're still a few steps away from being close enough for you to leap out and given them a fright. Oh appearing between the two leaders of this hunting party! That'd be fun and should certainly send a jolt of horror down the weak spines of their toadies! Heh-heh-heh.

But, given the length of their strides and that they've slowed their pace to shout more insults into the dark or maybe they've stopped being so childish and have instead began to debate the best method of slaying a demonic beast of your dignity and might? Unlikely, considering Orthodox cultivators look upon Demonic Beast much the same way they do ripe spirit fruits, no matter how powerful they might be.

Well it doesn't matter what they're saying, cause they're all about to be awed into reverent silence!
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>>5714320

You've had to learn how to contain your now overwhelming aura, which is a true pain in the ass. You've never bothered to disguise or repress it before before, but then again, before your ascension to your current, magnificent state, you never had to worry about it being noticed except by those already well within reach of you and the way it colored the atmosphere and made everything around you colder and lent somewhat haunted feeling no matter where you were pleased you greatly. And the aroma of old bones and fresh blood was just too pleasant and soothing to do away with. But now it tended to cause a bit of havoc and shine a beacon directly on you with how overwhelming it was, especially when it was fed by your emotions.

So it takes you a few moments to remember how to correctly release your aura, since its become more complicated than it was before. But you figure it out eventually, the best way to envision it is undoing a latch somewhere deep in your gullet and then reaching down to pull out all of the energy that has been pressured and squashed inside of it.

And the moment your aura erupts out of you like a tumbling avalanche or towering inferno, the change in atmosphere is much grander than a dipping of temperature or hollowness of breath. Instead its like a fire work exploding directly in your face and blinding and searing your eyes!

First, an explosion of miasmic grudges erupts from the darkness, tongues and tails of it rushing down from the trees to flow like a crashing wave over the gather cultivators, lingering and hanging in the air like a fog rolling over a forsaken graveyard before the stench of a ocean of blood rushes behind it, hissing through the deathly silence and rising up like steam from a wound. The sweetly sick stench of decaying flesh mingles with the hot and rich aroma and stickiness of blood pouring from an open wound.

To your cat nose, it is enticing, relaxing even. But judging from the stricken faces of even the core formation experts, to the little daoists at your feet, it much seem like they've suddenly stumbled upon not only countless fresh graves but bodies yet uninterred, the dying piled with the rotting as they near the boundary of the shrine that was once your home.

"Fuck me" The drunkard chuckles, bringing his gourd up to his lips and taking a long draw "What a mighty presence! I've been chilled down to the marrow of my bones! Every breath feels like it might be my last! Stifling, isn't it? Feels like we're marching through one of your cousin's messes, doesn't it?"

"Worse" The Golden haired damselfly hisses, eyes narrowed dangerously as she covers her face with her sleeve as both of them are buffeted and pushed back by just the first explosive wave of your unleashed presence, as the pale blue of night is replaced with a grisly crimson glow and the air is saturated with Ghostly Yin Qi. What a lovely cursed atmosphere!

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>>5714322

"This aura is unlike anything I've felt before" She says quietly "Its overwhelming. It feels like my blood is seeping out of my pores while my flesh is flash frozen. So this is the presence of a demon that's been overlooked and allowed to flourish on the flesh and blood of the innocent? Disgusting, putrid"

"Delightful, warming, bolstering, IMPERIOUS!" You cackle as you use the phantom cat step to appear between the two core formation experts. The wintery drunkard nearly chokes on his wine and the golden haired bitch steps back, hand on her sword as you throw your head back and laugh, ghost lights surrounding you and as four dance around your throat and another, more potent one burns darkly on the tip of your tail. The moonlight catches your fangs, as a ruddy mist rolls over your paws and rises up, the blood soaked moon above casting the whole road in a hellish glow as black clouds and ghostly mists darken it. And then more of your aura spills out, flaring wildly as the grounds cracks and life is drained out of the soil and trees only to return. Every plant is drying up and withering, only to flourish and grow verdant once again as rings of Ghostly Qi and Blood Qi surge out of you in flashes of pure darkness and smoldering scarlet light

"Is more fitting I do believe" You say chipperly as you hop towards the golden haired girl as she raises her sword, while you wag a paw and tilt your head "And how can you be so unpleasant, so mean! I'm being bullied! Hey hey!"

You glance back at the drunkard, smirking as you see the wine splattered on his face and the paper talisman burning with white fire in his hand, and the look of hard conviction and killing intent in his vicious eyes.

"Aren't I being bullied? That's no way to speak to a princess is it? The tongue on her! But I suppose every great beauty has a flaw or two in their character. Otherwise life would be entirely unfair, Huh, Huh?" You heckle as said beauty clicks her tongue and reminds her underlings they're here to fight, and they hurry to surround and entrap you, not knowing they're already dangling upon your claw. And you can hear their weapons shaking in their trembling hands, suddenly all of their bravado has vanished, just like the color from their faces

"What, cat got your tongue? Or has it shriveled up from all that bitter wine" You snicker and tease, wagging your head back and forth as your eyes glow in the dark as actual blood rains from the trees you were just sitting in, turning the ground into mud even as it moves and trembles like something was trying to push its way out of its grave "You know all that drinking will kill you one day, right? I know you don't care, but I do! My heart would be torn to pieces, I'd be listless with sorrow"

He puffs out his cheeks, and you can sense a swirl of Qi growing in between them. So that wine of his has a purpose besides dulling his nerves and smothering his senses?
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>>5714323

"And you, such a smart mouth! Why have you gone so quiet all of a sudden? Did you miss me so much that you're at loss for words? that's no way to welcome a gal pal is it? With silence and a drawn sword? I'd almost think you were scared of me if you weren't bullying me!" You shout, snapping at the girl who had taken a careful step forward.

A single bead of sweat fell down her brow

"Are you insane?" She asks, doing her best to hide the tremble in her voice as your aura threatens to force her down to her knees and crush her

"Hah! Stop it! You know I've a fragile heart! You're going to make me cry! Hey, hey, make her stop being so mean! You're a man aren't ya?" You laugh, sticking your tongue between your fangs and sneering as another witch like cackle crawls up your throat "Though with how red your cheeks are, you look more like a powdered up whore. Bone white, rosey cheeks, I know girls who'd threaten to kill you out of jealousy if they saw you now"

"A beast with a bad sense of humor, that's new" Someone else besides the drunkard and golden haired girl scoffs

"Its trying to keep us on our toes, or else knock of our god with its nonsense" Another girl scoffs "Keep a close eye on their position, they can lash out at any moment"


"My my, so many serious brats! What? Did I interrupt a field trip or something?" You giggle, drinking in the look of shock and confusion clear on the faces of the gathered cultivators as they fall into formation and tighten the circle around you, barrier spells flickering in the impenetrable gloom you've conjured just by your presence alone "Or did you really think these total novices would be worthy to even stand before the Huanliuxue, Huh? The audacity! I'm no baby sitter or bully! Are you trying to ruin my good name? There's better ways to make a girl lose face, golden locks and wine sponge. Or are you really just stupid enough to think even with all this back up you have a saints chance in hell to best me, empress of the vengeful dead and those unloved by the nine heavens?"

"I thought you were a princess" Golden locks growls as her blade alights with an all too familiar glow, and you make sure to smirk in a way that makes it clear you recognize her sects forbidden technique and are not impressed "The only thing scary about you is your sense of pride!"

"Hey, hey, the ogress used that to" You coo, and immediately the confident look and glower on that girl's face vanish, replaced with a stricken look of surprise. The air wavers as the intensity of the pressure you exude climbs higher and higher. The circle around you trembles, and the strongest of the force ready themselves to dive on you as the two stars of the show prepare to attack. They'll be on you before you can blink, unfortunately for them, you've been readying your own attack since before you leapt between them
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>>5714324

With a bone chilling yowl, you unleash the grudges you've gathered in your belly. They erupt out of your mouth like a geyser of ink, coiling and crashing together as curses and wails of despair shriek into the blood tinged night. And then, infusing the tower of resentment with the purest blood Qi you cultivate and refine within your meridians and golden core, you turn the whole cloud blood red, redder than even your own beautiful fur.

And these brats might've fought intelligent beasts before, but they've never stood face to face with royalty! Or a true devil. You aren't the latter, but this spell certainly is the work of a devil!

Laughing madly, you allow the Blood Rain, Chaos mist to fall and spread

"WHAT THE HELL IS IT DOING?"
"DID THE DEMON JUST SELF DESTRUCT AND EXPLODE!?!"
"ITS TRANFORMING! RUSH IT"


roll 2d100, results combined. Best out of five. DC 70. DC Lowered by using an unknown technique
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Rolled 33, 86 = 119 (2d100)

>>5714326
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Rolled 91, 22 = 113 (2d100)

>>5714326
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Rolled 92, 60 = 152 (2d100)

>>5714326
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Rolled 91, 70 = 161 (2d100)

>>5714326
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Hey Grandfather, is it good if we roll again? I don't think there's a 5th players here at the moment
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>>5714358
Eager to get the blood bath started, huh?
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>>5714358
sure
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Rolled 15, 91 = 106 (2d100)

>>5714326
>>5714360
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>>5714346
90 over DC! A peerless success
update will arrive shortly
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>>5714363
You mean 92, 22 over DC right?
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>>5714359
Perhaps
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>>5714363
>>5714365
Oh shit, wait. Just saw the "results combined" that means the roll we got was 161 not 92 doesn't it?
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>>5714370
Yeah
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>>5714370
Yep. Tier 0 golden cores ain't nothing to fuck with, though make no mistake, there are plenty of things and people out there who can fuck with Huan or even bat her aside like a gnat.

Like the Crow King was considered an upstart by the other rulers of hell. and he'd still give Huanliuxue a hell of a fight if he dragged his sorry ass out of super hell (If Huan didn't take enough drugs and pills to kill godzilla and his whole family before hand again, lol )
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>>5714375
God, I need to read that fight again.
We really got away with Murder murder there, huh?
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>>5714379
>We really got away with Murder murder there, huh?
I mean, if you came to a house, shot a person on the chest with a shotgun and walk away, it's not that crazy to believe that no one it's going after you. Plus, because we killed the Crow King that only make all other lords of Hell happier with a enemy less on the game.
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The whole world turns to red mist, swirling, dancing and smothering all it comes into contact with. The air itself is tainted by the vileness of the technique as it curdles and darkens. The moon becomes a single balfeful eye beneath the accursed spell's reach and the stars themselves vanish from view, replaced by demonic shadows and twisted memories of beasts that bound and frolic beneath the carmine rains that turn the whole of the world trapped beneath the demonic hex a mire of blood and agony. You haven't had much experiences with curses, or have devoted any time to seriously study them even though your mother and former teacher has something of a talent for them. And why wouldn't she? She's a witch. But shoving that stray thought away, you focus on the shadows that aren't conjured up from the memories within your blood or summoned forth from the grudges you vomited out. Narrowing your eyes, you take control of the geyser of blood qi infused resentment and forced it to bend to your will and obey your command as you infuse it a truly murderous rage, a sensation of spite that can only be grown in the soil of a heart that has lived beneath the scorn of not only the world but the heavens themselves.

The contempt of the betrayed and the hunted. The fury of a demonic beast who understands just how much has been denied and stolen from them. The rage of the natural world, bucking against the reins and chains branded and nailed into its aching bones. Your grudge, your resentment and your indescribable offense at being refused your proper place in the world, and all the accolades, privileges and esteem that come with it because you were born a cat and your sorrow and disgust at how many of your kindred were cut down, how many geniuses and prodigies were wasted or fed to the less talented and bumbling just because they had the audacity to be born as beasts! A natural phenomenon outlawed because of five motherfuckers!

The curse nearly consumes you as you let out an unearthly hiss of all of your bottled up enmity towards the heavens and their witless follows! Of all the wrath born from knowing just how far your people have been dragged and kicked down. Just how many lives, innocent or not, have been snuffed out because of the mandates of five assholes, who felt the need to not only destroy your ancestors but spit on their legacy.

You might be used to containing such a potent grudge, having replaced the grudge that birthed you with this resentment towards the nine heavens and the world they created, but the blessed and privilege beneath their unjust, unnatural rule, have not. These pampered bastards won't know what hit them, and all ready you can hear them cry out in agony, wail and claw at their throats and mouths as they struggle to keep the demonic rain and mist from flowing freely into them and taking control of their meager minds. And you begin to laugh, as they weaklings who listened to the panic command to rush you shudder

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>>5714388

And then slouch like puppets, as their arms and heads begin to jerk and move in unnatural, painful contortions as their howls of berserk, murderous rage joins your mocking laughter. But, the shapes you can see moving beneath the crimson fog do not all fall still, do not all fall victim to your curse. They were all caught unaware by your technique, since none on earth has seen it who could know or understand it in any shape way or form. But, these cultivators are the cream of their crop. They might've actually encountered a real demon or two or dealt with an actual, honest to buddha heretical follower of demonic cultivation.

If you were drunk on the high of your own power, you might've been caught off guard by a handful resisting your only true demonic art. But you've always been cautious, always been on guard, and in spite of your well earned pride, rarely underestimate your opponents.

Through experience, strength of will, or simple power, some of the shadows moving beneath your rage infected cloud of grudges resist its allure of pure and mindless violence, while their lesser turn to wild animals and bring their claws and fangs to the throats of their brothers in arms, some hold their breath and their own against your curse.

"What the hell is going on! Stop fighting you idiots! Its in front of...Oh no! NO! They're under some kind of spell!"

"Don't try and reason with them! The demon's enthralled them! This can only end with her death! Fight them off if you have to, kill them if you must! Subjugating evil is our purpose, a few casualities are to be expected in this line of work"

"I..I can't let them kill each other! They're tearing eachother apart"

"Get the fuck off of me you retards! I'll kill you all"

"Shield your hearts, do not drop your guard, this sorcery could just as easily devour us!"

"YOU FUCKING MONSTER, YOU COWARDLY PIECE OF SHIT!"

That brave girl managed to direct her berserk rage towards you, and retain enough of sense of mine to charge you, even as her veins bulged and her eyes became blood shot and blood dribbled from her lips, but while amusing, you realized you shouldn't be being attention to her. She was a small fry compared to the two who had completely ignored the effects of your curse.

While the Qi Condensation cultivators were all consumed by it and had gone rabid, and the foundation establishment cultivators were struggling to control themselves and pin down their juniors and peers even as more and more them fell beneath the curses sway, and the core formation cultivators while not totally berserk yet were definitely controlled by their rage, the golden cores were in no way effected and carried out their attacks without hesitation or remorse for who besides yourself might be hit by them.
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>>5714389

And you were having so much fun watching violence transpiring around you like a shadow puppet show, you kinda...forgot about them for a second, which was enough of an opening for them to attack while you were distracted laughing at the plight of their juniors.

Whoops

"So that's why you were so confident and mirthful, you planned all along to mind control us into ripping ourselves apart. You'll come to regret that, very soon, demon" Golden haired snarled and you had to wonder if she resisted the spell from being in the same realm as you or if because the rage in the curse you etched into their blood just didn't compare to her own fury. The golden flames flickering on her sword cut through the blood red fog and began to burn it away as the roar of a river thundered at your back

"All we have to do to save em is cut of your head, right?" The drunkard laughed, and again, despite trying your best to think up how to avoid or counter their attack, you couldn't help but wonder if he just endured your curse or was too drunk to go berserk.

Still, they only knew one of the tricks you had up your uh...well you didn't have sleeves right now, but if you did they'd be up there. They only knew one of your techniques and the rest well, they were unimaginable to them, weren't they? Heh-Heh-Heh.

Defense roll. DC 130. Chance to damage your attackers if you roll over. roll 2d100. Best out of five. Feel free to suggest HOW you avoid or block the attack with your roll
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Rolled 88, 47 = 135 (2d100)

>>5714390
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Rolled 2, 20 = 22 (2d100)

>>5714390
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Rolled 66, 91 = 157 (2d100)

>>5714390
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Rolled 62, 39 = 101 (2d100)

>>5714390
Well, DGS is a given. And our body is rather flexible in form at the moment. Place a DGS underneath our skin to disguise it while repelling their initial attack?

Not sure on the follow-up. Probably more carmine mysticism since that has never existed in the form we use so it’s another unexpected art.
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Rolled 95, 26 = 121 (2d100)

>>5714379
That fight was pure fucking kino. Using all the tools and techniques at our disposal, and expertly so. What a rush.

>>5714388
>how many geniuses and prodigies were wasted or fed to the less talented and bumbling just because they had the audacity to be born as beasts!
This made me think, pretty much every beast we have in our sect is a prodigy or great talent. They pretty much had to be better than the average just to survive in a world that hates them and hunts them. We've essentially been front loaded with geniuses by the arrogant gods. They have given us better subjects than all of their pawns in their hubris. Truly karmic.

>>5714390
A swing and a miss
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Rolled 26, 37 = 63 (2d100)

>>5714390
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Rolled 52, 29 = 81 (2d100)

>>5714390
I say we could use more of the Miasma which already debuff anyone but ourselves, but instead of shooting it at the Golden cores, I say we could use the Miasma and maybe some Frost/Snow Yin Qi to make it more dense, to use it as a smoke grenade or smoke cloud to move inside it.

We could use that and our tail to maybe grab the legs or clothes of the golden cores to make them take a bad step, mess with them, all while using our phantom cat step on the cloud so they can't clearly see our technique and keep dodging
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>>5714390
As for the strategy, could we use a dying grudge shield on the foot of golden hair as she attacks so she's forced to stumble, hopefully nearly striking the drunk forcing him to dodge to give us an opening to hit either of them?

Sometimes small applications can be more useful than big ones.
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I'll like to say I'm loving 0 Golden Core.
It's good to stomp someone once in a while.
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>>5714400
Alright, 20 over DC. Good Success.

Update will arrive shortly
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The first idea that comes to mind is using one of your oldest and most reliable techniques. The specter lightness skill or the Phantom cat step. But that won't work. It's easy with anyone with half a brain to figure out both your unique variation of Qingong and the techniques you built off of it if they survive the first exposure to the former or have long enough to adjust to the blinks of the later. Sure, you could rely on the blood red lightning cat step or blood torrent rush by itself to outpace most of those who could figure out the trick behind perhaps one of your most reliable techniques, but currently the only two combatants who are threat to you and not just anything within their arms reach have formed their golden core. They could probably match the Blood red lightning cat step if they put enough internal energy or Qi to the effort, and probably have techniques or have refined their body enough to make the difference in speed the blood torrent rush would give meaningless. Well meaningless currently, considering one is bum rushing you from the front with a technique that can destroy souls and the other is behind you casting a spell that by the sounds of things is a massive torrent of corrosive wine.

Really, if you weren't you, this would be unavoidable, a complete catastrophe, a killing move in the opening seconds of combat. But you are you, and you know that these two are so far beneath you you could probably just eat the hits and still come out on top pretty and smiling. Buuut, you really don't want to risk a portion of your soul being charred, that's the kind of injury that isn't easy for anyone to shake off nor do you want to be drenched in wine, not just because the scent of it is foul and unpleasant but because this particular vintage could probably melt your pretty flesh down to your pretty bones. Sure it'd be fun to see these two proud young masters despair at the sight of you just absorbing both of their sure kill strikes, but you know better than to get cocky.

It was one of your earliest lessons in life, after all. And while the berserk weaklings aren't an issue now, taking unnecessary hits and damage could make them a problem in the future.

So what then? The dying grudge shield would probably endure the soul killing blade and that would be a truly nasty surprise for miss piss hair, if she was blind or arrogant enough to just try and break a protection spell that appeared in front of her instead of striking from a different angle. But you haven't tested how that spell holds up against corrosion. It might just launch the wine back at the drunkard or it might just fizzle out, and now isn't the best time to test these things.

Wait. A drunk, even one who has enough its about him or at least is used to being pickled to function better than he does sober, probably won't be able to figure out the trick behind your particular brand of lightness skill.
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>>5714431

And that Ling bitch is tunnel visioned by her righteous fury towards you for not only having the audacity to exist but also play such a dirty trick on her juniors. Sure a black shield appearing in front of her eyes is likely to arose her suspicion or make her change the angle of her attack before you can adjust its size, but what about beneath her? A single step would be enough to stumble her or hopefully twist or break her ankle.

A dying grudge shield at her feet, then activating your youling Qinggong to run under the waters so the drunkard can't adjust its flow. Blink behind him and aim for his neck. Yeah, that sounds like it'll work!

So you put your plan into motion, twitching your whiskers, flicking your tail and moving your ears to place a tiny, compressed dying grudge shield at the last place the Golden haired girl's feet will touch before she flies out you, sword's edge angled to cleanly slice through your neck.

Golden flames in front of you, dark wine behind you, you make your move. You make certain to the ling dog sees your smirk when her heel pressed down in the dying grudge shield already vibrating and on the verge of ripping itself apart, using the explosion of sound and air as the signal to activate your Specter lightness skill. She tumbles through the air, her lower half hidden by a cloud of muck kicked up by the exploding barrier spell she just unknowingly kicked off of, making for a more spectacular success than you could ever hope for.

Then, smelling the wine, you extend the sphere of your lightness skill, and wash the crashing waves and pick out a route between and beneath them. And then run and leap between them, using the phantom cat step to blink between each point before it becomes drowned beneath the acidic brew.

Ending your sprint directly behind the drunkard, you can see he's tracked your movement at least enough to figure out the general direction you ended up, cursing under his breath as he swings his gourd at you, just for you to headbutt him hard in the side, throwing him until the mire of his own wine which...oddly doesn't burn him, even though you can see it sizzling through rock. And also, unfortunately, despite the odd angle her foot is bent, the golden haired one had enough sense to stab her burning blade in the ground to keep herself from being drowned in wine.

And judging from the screaming ringing in your ear, the mad bitch who charged you just before her two superiors launched their attack also avoided being melted into wine red goo. Sighing, you turn to her and pounce, pinning her to the ground with a single paw and glowering as she gnashes her teeth and spews filth and insults at you despite her helplessness. The three other core formation experts have cast protection spells, as have any of the foundation establishment experts who haven't been pulled down by their blood crazed brothers and sisters or are blood crazed themselves.
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>>5714432

At least some of them have enough nobility in them to risk being torn apart to prevent their rabid allies from being melted to nothing.

Still pinning the crazed bitch as she tries to grab hold of your paws with her teeth, you turn to see the drunkard swimming through the wine, breaking its surface like a shark as the golden haired bitch becomes encased in ghostly gold fire, the very same that can eradicate souls and wades through the wine, evaporating it as she walks as if she didn't just have her ankle twisted nearly completely backwards

Fun. How fun!

"Oi! Drunkard, try not to tarnish my armor!" You drawl, adopting a confident swagger as you keep the rabid girl beneath you pin and try to figure out how these two are going to attack you next. Seems the stunt you pulled had made them realize you're more dangerous than just being able to drive their comrades mad, at least enough for them to not waste their breath taunting you or decrying your "Wicked ways"

Good. If they kept talking, you might be tempted to return their insults with banter or mockery of your own!

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)

>Take control of the girl beneath you with your blood control, infecting her with your blood qi and taking control of her body via her blood and veins and use her to attack Golden locks instead (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 90)

>Test the morality of the drunk by slamming a destructive yin sphere into the protection spells keeping his corrosive wine from melting the other cultivators infected by your berserker curse (Magic trial. DC 40)

>Electrify the air and rivers of wine by channeling a truly immense amount of metal Qi to create a small localized lightning storm (Magic trial, DC 140)

>Assume direct control of the various blood rain, chaos miss infected cultivators (Magic/ will trial. DC 180)

>Write in
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>>5714433
>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)
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>>5714433
>Electrify the air and rivers of wine by channeling a truly immense amount of metal Qi to create a small localized lightning storm (Magic trial, DC 140)
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>>5714433
>>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)
A gorilla with a PhD is still a gorilla. An ox sized cat with magic is still an ox sized cat.
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>>5714433
>Take control of the girl beneath you with your blood control, infecting her with your blood qi and taking control of her body via her blood and veins and use her to attack Golden locks instead (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 90)
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>>5714433
>Activate the vein hunting eye. [dc 120]

With this knowledge of how the dice now work, and the situation not having changed that much, I HEAVILY recommend that we go back and try use the decapitation strike.
it's only 90 dc.
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>>5714478
As in, once we've wiped the people here, we go and slip into the ling house and whip em
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>>5714433
>Electrify the air and rivers of wine by channeling a truly immense amount of metal Qi to create a small localized lightning storm (Magic trial, DC 140)
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>>5714433
>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)

Also crush the girl we have pinned.
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>>5714597
Nah, this girl has enough control of her mind to redirect a supernatural compulsion towards a productive target. She's a bit of a prodigy, so it'd be a shame to just off her.
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>>5714597
I also disagree with crushing the girl.

She's done well enough, There's no reason for her being snuffed out so late.
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>>5714598
I feel some level of ping energy from her actions.
Do we even know from which sect she comes from?

Anyway as she can't really be more than a distraction right now i would suggest to leave her be as she is.
Once we dispatch the golden cores we can use the puppeting strings of the guqin to sort out the survivors.

>>5714433
>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)

As much as i want to test how shock proof the drunkard can be while swimming in his wine the temptation to kung fu is too high.
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>>5714615
No mention of the sect. We can check after.
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>>5714433
>Electrify the air and rivers of wine by channeling a truly immense amount of metal Qi to create a small localized lightning storm (Magic trial, DC 140)
>>5714598
Her being able to retain enough control to maintain her original target at gives me some ideas on how to develop buffs and curses at the very least.
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>>5714629
Curses should be another path of advancement we should study on. This is a demonstration of why.

Given our brilliance, it should take only a few hours.
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>>5714433
>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)
Given our own incredible resistance to poisons (which would likely include acidic substances too) I wonder if we can extend our veins through the corrosive wine, decomposing it to fuel our own growth and strike at them from i expected angles.
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>>5714433
>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)

I do have to wonder if this wine is flammable though? Put that Yang eclipse to work...
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>>5714433
>>Take control of the girl beneath you with your blood control, infecting her with your blood qi and taking control of her body via her blood and veins and use her to attack Golden locks instead (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 90)
Maybe we can even use the Mystic Encarmine for some Renfield-like modifications.
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>>5714433
>Electrify the air and rivers of wine by channeling a truly immense amount of metal Qi to create a small localized lightning storm (Magic trial, DC 140)
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>>5714433
>Test the morality of the drunk by slamming a destructive yin sphere into the protection spells keeping his corrosive wine from melting the other cultivators infected by your berserker curse (Magic trial. DC 40)
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>>5714433
>>Activate your vein hunting eye and go toe to toe with the two core formation experts with your feline martial arts! (Martial trial. DC 120)
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>Votes - 15
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And as an aside.
We no longer need to investigate little bee sister's scripture.
We still need to check tietie's scripture for quick gains to our army capabilities.
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>>5715765
there's no need to relitigate every past vote endlessly
and it's a bad way to run a quest to reoffer things that have been turned down twice, just pisses off the people who won the vote originally
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>>5715796
That doesn't make sense, it's an open option that could be taken at any moment because we hace those books at our reach, and on those two ocasions there were enough people interested on doing it, but there were also other options that were important to do first.

Other ocasion of something like this was in our previous visit to Hell when we met the spider demon and our Tome, where there was people that wanted to buy a Demon Egg but they were fewer compared to other votes, plus it was a random option that appeared because we actively went to the Market. The next time we go there, it's not that possible to find that opportunity again for various narrative reasons (The seller got gutted by the original mom of one of the eggs, he selled them all or it takes a huge time to get new ones, and it's a coinsidense that the next time we go there after our awakening the seller it's already waiting for new eggs)
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>>5715802
Or maybe the seller has come back with more and even better eggs!
Bigger eggs! Stronger eggs! Easter eggs!

But in the meantime the books the gege had spontaneously combusted when brought outside the forest.

Such is the way of quests
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>>5715843
Well duh. Books can only be outside for so long before they expire. That's why you gotta take them back to the library every now and again. This is common knowledge.
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>>5715845
And you have to keep them in the same section so they can reproduce.
It's the reason why librarians get mad if you put them back in the wrong place.
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>>5715848
But imagine the book crossbreeding potential we are being denied!
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>>5715896
Unfortunately, book crossbreeds don’t work out in uncontrolled environments. Too many illegible combinations between them, not enough copy protection to keep them from picking those.

You really do need a team of editors involved if you want books to successfully reproduce.
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>>5715796
It wasn't "the option is bad and terrible" at the time, it was "Between us learning and the Gege's breaking through, we will pick the Gege's".
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I thought there was an update but it's just anons shitposting about eggs for some reason
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Ending the vote now

>>5715402
thank you junior.

So you'll activate the vein hunting eye and close in for some good ol CQC

update will arrive shortly

>>5716068
And books, don't forget the books
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Acting quickly, before either of them could get close enough to you to launch an attack, you focus blood Qi around and within both of your eyes, sharpening you vision and activating your Vein Hunting Eye (血管猎-眼睛, Xuèguǎnliè-yǎnjing) technique. Immediately, every vein within the drunkard and golden locks' bodies no matter how small are revealed to you, glowing a bright, almost pink hue of red that can't be missed. Lighting up their bodies and revealing to you exactly where to cut and the passage of their life force through their bodies, which glows a different color for both of them. Bright, fiery red for the Ling bitch and wine dark for the pickled cultivator swimming and leaping through his caustic drink of choice. The rest of the world is dyed red, as red as your fur thought with how your aura is coloring the night you barely notice a change. There is a jolt of pain as the technique completes, settling its veil over your eyes and popping more than a few blood vessels in them, making your fierce eyes even more intimidating as they run red with the blood spilt.

And now that your eyes peer past skin and track the flow of blood and the life it carries, you can see exactly how these two have refined and tempered their bodies. They sure have put a lot of work into perfecting their muscles and strengthen their bones, they ever have a few peculiar additional sinews and joints that you're confident humans aren't supposed to have naturally, and other parts and viscera have clearly been wholly reshaped and completely remade anew. Like the drunkard's liver which looks like it should be nestled into the bowels of dragon rather than a Rosey cheeked man, or golden locks eyes and leg muscles which are alchemical masterpieces in their own right down to the individual nerves and fibers. Clearly their sects have been paying special attention to both of them and showering them with treasures and more unusual benefits, like the nails implanted in and reinforcing the arms of the golden haired brat, which you can practically smell the sorcery imbued into them.

And while you can't help but admire the lengths they've went to, the pains they no doubt endured to achieve such wonderous bodies, you also can't help but feel overjoyed that you get to wreck it all and ruin all of the time, effort and wealth that has been poured into them. Its not every day a girl gets to wreck something so priceless and it'll be a pleasure to savor watching them shatter to pieces!

Having already mapped out and picked out which of their weak points to strike, you crouch low and prepare to deliver unto them a couple of deadly, felling blows! It'll be a bloody demonstration of the superiority of a martial art actually practiced by a wild beast rather than just simply inspired by the movements of one! Oh you just can't wait anymore to dig your fangs and drag your claws across them both!
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>>5716074

'I wonder which of them will break first' You idly wonder as you pounce and bound towards them

roll 2d100. Best out of five. DC 120
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Rolled 1, 28 = 29 (2d100)

>>5716079
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Rolled 20, 29 = 49 (2d100)

>>5716079
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>>5716081
My first roll and I have failed miserably.
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Rolled 57, 97 = 154 (2d100)

>>5716079
by the whiskers of eternity
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Rolled 58, 3 = 61 (2d100)

>>5716079
Good thing Huan can't critfail anymore
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Rolled 55, 88 = 143 (2d100)

>>5716079
Well we at least have a confirmed success, so I can’t screw this up
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Rolled 39, 82 = 121 (2d100)

>>5716079
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>>5716088
30 over DC. Great success

Update will arrive shortly
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test
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And your glee only grows when neither of them scatter, run or flee at the sight of an ox sized cat charging them, baring her fangs and unsheathing her claws. A sight that would give even the most seasoned and grizzled of veteran soldiers to die of fright or have their hair turned right and voices shrill as they turn on their heels and run for the hills! You don't know if you should laugh at their stupidity, that their vain glory and confidence will lead them to a truly painful death or applaud their courage and tenacity to not break off their respective charges, and meet aggression with aggression. Sure, defending would be the smarter choice, waiting for an opening and fending off bloody death instead of rushing in with all of their power screaming in the air and their auras struggling like candles in a storm against the all consuming, oppressive crimson darkness of your illustrious and imperious presence. There is a crackle in the air, like lightning right before it cracks the sky and roars with a thunderous boom, as their Qi meets yours.

The air stiffens, hardening like glass as you can see lines and crazing crackle through the space between you, pure darkness, golden flares and pale blue glows erupting from the empty space as it seems reality itself struggles to contain the combined spiritual energy and sheer strength of the three of you. Your claws rake the soil, pulling up roots and stones as the Ling bitch draws her sword, that you notice now is of a similar style and make as the ogress' oversize slab of iron, far more elegant and dexterous of a weapon. In fact, when she unsheathes it, it bends like a ribbon or whip, unfurling and spiraling through the air as it is wrapped with ribbons of red and yellow light that ripple and wave towards its point. The drunkard however, eyes closed, leaps from the pond of liquor and lifts his hands into the air, tightening and pressing their fingers together as if to form them into spear tips as he raises his arms like a cranes wings, throwing up on leg and trailing behind it a crescent of the near black, bruise hued wine he had just soaked himself in and swam through.

While it would be a crippling or even lethal attack to be splashed with so much of that corrosive wine, you recognize that move for what it is, a distraction. He's going to use the backwash to propel himself through the air and the wall of spirits to slam his heel into your skull and try to break it with his iron bottomed sandals. The Ling bitch is just waiting for him to stun you or scatter your brains all around to whip her incredibly flexible sword down on you. Will she try to just slice and dice you? or will she try and entangle you with that bizarre blade? You can't be certain, the vapors of wine are clouding your head and the drunk and his stinking wave are too close for you to spend even a second more pondering what the enemy that isn't right in your face is planning to do.

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>>5716118

You can envision the drunk's next four moves, and so act to counter them. Slamming your forepaws in the ground, you rear up on your hind legs and reach outwards the billowing geyser of wine. Then, catching the wind whispering around you and whipping it around yourself, you diver the wine wave just far enough to one side that you can leap past it if you twist to the side and tuck your legs into your chest. Flicking your tail to make sure it doesn't dip in the caustic solution, you roll around again and land on all four of your feet.

Ignoring the sizzling sensation of touching even a thin surface of that magical liquor, you continue forward, sprinting ahead as the drunkard has to throw his shoulders and stomach around to keep to redirect himself to keep from driving his heel through the earth. He moves with surprising dexterity in the air, flitting around with a gust of Qi that sends the puddle of wine spraying everywhere, some of it wrapping around his leg as he begins to descend rapidly towards you, aiming now for the center of your back. However, you leap and turn around and meet him in the air, with a single paw outstretched. He expects you to bat or claw him, instead, while he covers his vitals with his arms and hastily erected protection spells, you hook a claw under his belt and through the hem of his pants and tug him down.

taking full advantage of the momentum he built up and his rapid decent towards you, with one claw you have the same amount of control over his body and its fall as if you bit into it and wrapped your forelegs around it. And then swinging your paw in a half circle, you take away what little control he still had, and send him flying upwards, hurtling him to the sky as he flails his arms and tries to splash the wine that had lifted him up into the air then carried him back down on you, but you're already above it, having hopped between four falling leaves with your Youling Qingong to chase him as he shot for the stars. His cheeks puff out and you can sense him gathering Qi in his mouth, but before he can perform whatever ridiculous kind of attack that is, you slap him on the face, sending him spinning back around and falling again.

This time you hook a claw in the back of his robe, where his scruff would be if he was a cat and rolling around onto your back. And having seen her comrade being toyed with like an oversized yawn ball, the ling Bitch choose to attack, and without a care for her ally that you're using as a human shield.

And just as you see glints of her ribbon like sword in the darkness as she lunges forward, rolling her wrist to send it tumbling through the air and across the ground like a spider demon's web, a mischievous and wicked thought crosses your mind.
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>>5716119


And without a second thought, you twist your paw in the direction he's struggling to free himself in, tearing his robes as he goes too far too the left and ends up between you and the golden haired girl, looking more than a little confused. And you can't blame him, considering the ride you took him on. Shaking his head, he smacks his fists together and takes in a deep breath, puffing his cheeks out against as he kicks off a blob of wine that spat up from the puddle and launches himself at you.

Having learned nothing from the trip he just had. So, rolling back, you kick your back legs out. They connected with his shoulders and send you flying back through the air, where you roll and turn around as he finally hits the ground with enough force to shake every tree along the road and create a crater where he landed. Rolling, turning and twisting, you chirp as you see the Ling bitch still running, having hoped that the shockwave of the lard ass would've knocked her over as well.

Ah well, no matter. The ethereal movements of your martial arts can easily weave through her whipping blows. And you do just that, floating through the air like a mist, swaying and curling around and under her crazy sword strikes as she clenches her teeth in frustration and puts in more effort. Which just makes it easier to predict where her ribbon of steel will strike next. Its like playing with a cat tail or string on a stick, the more crazily and randomly its waved around, the easier it is to catch it...er or in this case, not be hit by it.

Touching down, you daintily hop and leap over and past the coiling sword's strikes, without a single strand of your fur being cut or shorn down by it as the drunk, who was sticking straight up in the ground headfirst, falls onto his back with a pained groan. Gnashing and grinding her teeth, the ling bitch's arm becomes a blur along with her blade and you realize you can no longer dodge it.

But she's putting so much effort into swinging it around all you have to do is hold it down and.

She gives a yelp as you bat your paw on the flat side of that ridiculously long sword of hers and press down on it as hard as she can. She stumbles when she pulls her arm back up, unable to free the blade from beneath you. It stiffens and reverberates, rattling not only your teeth but your bones, and hers as well judging from how she trembles. And then you let go of it, and it springs back towards her. Her eyes widen, she throws up a hand, a protection spell appearing in front of her of respectable size and durability.

But she left a gap between it and the ground, just large enough for your head to fit through. And because it can, so can the rest of you. The look on her face, behind the ghostly flames she's armored herself in, when she realizes your game and glances down is priceless. Worth more than any of the treasures of the nine heavens.
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>>5716120

Grinning and cackling manically, you push off the ground and make as if you're going to head butt her. She responds with a chop, a classic martial art move, aimed for the small of your neck. Meant to stun you and give her time to get away from your scary claws and fangs.

Unfortunately for her, that was a faint. Standing on your hindlegs again, you grab onto her shoulders and lean back and her pivot to turn and face you and the turning of her shoulders and lunging thrust of her arm is enough for her to flip herself off of the ground. Then all you need to do is keep leaning back, until you bend yourself into near a circle, to slam her into the ground like the drunk. But unlike him, she manages to catch herself, skidding along the ground and using his head as a spring board as he rises out of the hole you put him in, rubbing his now much more sorehead.

Getting control over her blade again with a flick of her wrist, she flies towards you, ribbon like blade spiraling like a drill.

A drill whose center of motion and mass you can see as clearly as the whiskers on your snout. You brush it aside with the back of your paw and watch it unravel. Pouncing between the gaps between the spiraling blade, you sprint in the space between it, shielding yourself with a cloak of your own, destructive yin Qi to counteract the ripples of spiritual energy she infused into it as she flicks her wrist back and forth, trying to regain control of her ridiculous weapon and have it constrict and crush you, but with the waves of raw destruction bursting out around you to contest with that quickly becomes impossible.

And once again you make as if you're going to smack your head against hers, and she pauses, trying to figure out how your going to throw her or send her flying by barely even touching her. She shouldn't have wasted her time. Cause you actually head butt her this time, using a move you saw Feiqing use once, slamming your head against hers like a hammer against and anvil.

There's another crater in the ground, and the girl is dazed from the blow. But before you can waltz up to her, she's back on her feet.

And dragged away by a massive hand of water. And there's the drunkard, one hand on his bleeding brow and the other buried deep in the dirt. He drew moisture out of the soil. That's actually pretty clever.

"Thanks" Golden hair says bashfully, blushing like a pure maiden as the drunkard smirks "Didn't expect the cat to know martial arts"

"A soft style, a very troublesome one. She's a master of redirection. She deflected every attack she didn't turn against us" He huffs and puffs, face redder than ever before. The ling bitch narrows her eyes

"She's playing with us like we're mice. I had a pet cat when I was a girl. Those motions are all too familiar, same with that flexibility and speed" She says, sticking out her tongue to lick a drop of blood dribbling down from her own brow. These orthodox cultivators have really strong heads, don't they?

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>>5716121

You open your mouth to remind them that you're a demonic CAT, since they seem to have forgotten. But before you do, the core formation experts throw a volley of spells of all kinds your way, spell arrays appearing in the air as the barrage you with every offensive magic they know. Which you easily avoid with a few careful running leaps and zig zags, but when you stop, the two golden cores have vanished

As has that one core formation who charged you. They've hidden their auras and repressed their Qi. It'd be troublesome but...

But you can see their blood. They've retreated to the woods to try and circle around you, leaving the core formation to distract you by having her attack you from behind first to make you turn your attention away from the spell slingers and keep you from keeping track of them.

It might've worked. If you couldn't sense their veins along with their Qi.

Curling your tail, you trip the girl charging you and lean to the side to avoid the hatchet she dropped that flies through the air before becoming stuck in the tree as she slides over the ground, eyes filled with stars. Pressing a paw down on her throat, you glance around, tracking both the drunkard and the golden haired bitch as their back up ready another volley of spells.

Now things are getting interesting.

What do you do now, Huanliuxue?

>The drunkard is controlling his wine like he does water, like you do blood. Inspired by this, sneak a bit of Sinner Bone Centipede Venom into your blood and sneak it into his wine, to strike him with when he launches his next attack (Trickery/ Magic trial. DC 135)

>Deal with the spell slingers, as they have already gotten on your nerves, with a single destructive yin sphere (Magic Trial. DC 95)

>Wait patiently for them to spring their "Ambush" and continue to demonstrate the superiority of your martial arts and now that you've had your fun and tested their defenses, uses your claws (Martial trial. DC 140, Lower DC if you turn human)

>Knowing they're expecting your soft and passive style and for you to bide your time for openings in their defense. Use Enmity Incarnation, Devil of grudges and introduce them to Xiongji's fury (Martial trial. DC 100)

>Imbue the blood rain chaos mist with the weeping scar curse (Magic trial. DC 85)

>write in
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>>5716122
>Knowing they're expecting your soft and passive style and for you to bide your time for openings in their defense. Use Enmity Incarnation, Devil of grudges and introduce them to Xiongji's fury (Martial trial. DC 100)

Stay unpredictable. I also want to make a case for using Monus grudge as it should be particularly strong against BW-sect and it comes with poison resistance.

By the way, does noone else find it strange that blossoming winter seems to have a golden core cultivator who seems to be Monus spiritual successor? Cultivation method based on indulgence, poison -focused water alignment...
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>>5716122
>Release the clouds of sorrow to coat the field and weaken everyone on it, while we are strengthened.
>Use Devil of Grudges [Xiongji]

If they give us space, make them regret it. When they step in to stop us, make them regret it even more.
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>>5716122
>>5716136
Supporting. Stack those debuffs before cratering their ribs!
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>>5716136
Support
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>>5716136
Supporting.mjtrh
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>>5716136
Seems sensible.
If they think a soft style is troublesome perhaps they're more used to countering hard styles so a big debuff cloud before the xiongji surprise would be grand.
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I will point out that we are also sparing what's left of the lower level cultivators, since they won't be able to move their limbs from their energy being sapped and won't have the mind to counter it.

May need to disable core formation lot, prevent them from executing their downed allies.
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>>5716136
Supporting, plus we got an axe lying around if we need/want to swap over to Fu’s Grudge
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>>5716122
>The drunkard is controlling his wine like he does water, like you do blood. Inspired by this, sneak a bit of Sinner Bone Centipede Venom into your blood and sneak it into his wine, to strike him with when he launches his next attack (Trickery/ Magic trial. DC 135)
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>>5716122

> Write in

Use Blood Red Light lightning step to dash into the woods yourself, then stalk them from the shadows, heckling them from stealth to get them off guard before you pounce! What sort of fools let themselves be hunted by a cat in the woods?
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>>5716122
Know what, I’ll toss in one more write-in since spunky girl is pinned under us

>>5716144
>Uncloud the girl’s mind from your blood rain and tell her focus on saving the lesser cultivators. Our spell saved them from dying by our claws, but the strong should do more to protect the weak.

I like the idea of capturing this troop and having them follow us while helping villages to some next destination.
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>>5716337

I think that's too reckless while we're stlll under assault from two golden cores.
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>>5716122
>The drunkard is controlling his wine like he does water, like you do blood. Inspired by this, sneak a bit of Sinner Bone Centipede Venom into your blood and sneak it into his wine, to strike him with when he launches his next attack (Trickery/ Magic trial. DC 135)
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>>5703440
There is an object lesson here, in tending to worldly matters before making spiritual breakthroughs.
Sadly, it's going to be many Chuan civillians paying for our ambitions.
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>>5717294
We would have needed to destroy both the winter and the sun sects before the breakthrough to stop the snow storm, and even if we managed to do that at lower foundation, other sects would likely have swooped in to pick the pieces left of their territory afterwards and cause other problems afterwards anyway. And parties of cultivators would probably still tried to come to this beacon of yin qi from a haunted mountain to know what was going on.

There is an argument for not completely conquering the mountain to stop the attack from the ghosts, but the only one that really payed that price for that was Qiang with her eye. Does anyone know if it was ever stated how strong the ghost king was? I have a feeling that it would be fight like Baoli, a hard one where we would have to use our tricks to win, but I don't remember any actual info on their powerlevel other then a cultivator dropping a mountain to stop the army.

The other thing that caused problems was the ghosts rising up, which was due to our own cultivation, so unless we gave up our down or guessed that we would affect an entire region with our huge gains and somehow ward all of Chuan without being detected, there was nothing we could have done. Maybe if we voted to recruit the ghosts instead of making an alliance with the ogress? That could have run the risk of us recruiting the good ghosts, and leaving the evil ones to rampage without any opposition, but I think Fu an Qiang could have strong armed all of them.
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>>5717308
Actually, we would only need to deal with the winter sect to stop the snow storm, but dealing with then while leaving the sunlight be would probably let that sect mount an even stronger attack then they did.
So no harm to the peasant, but greater danger to our disciples.
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>>5716136
This plus
>>5716337
If nothing else this assbeating needs at least one surviving witness, like in Natural Born Killers.
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>>5717308

I suppose with more foresight we might have picked a new cultivation location insulated from mankind, although Hell strikes me as the only truly isolated place. Perhaps the primordial wilderness would be a good option? We're becoming quite dangerous to be around during cultivation.
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>>5717565
Not really. We can strengthen the wards to prevent it's spilling out, but we need to meditate in PEAK places of qi purity and power. If it's near population centres, we either strengthen those centres with wards to protect them or we move them away, we don't give up a good spot unless we have an even better one.
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>>5717565
I say we should go to the memorial grave where the 5CE fought against the Demon Queen and won. From what I remember that's where we tried to obtain Blood Qi but it was corrupted. If we go there, fight any Blood demon/creature we found there, purge the corrupt Blood Qi, we might use it for our Pure Blood Qi project and eventually our cultivation grounds.
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>>5717606

Building an optimal cultivation spot would be a fun project, although we haven't fully conquered the mountain yet either. With our emergence into the public world large scale projects no longer need secrecy at least.
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>>5717606
On the topic of purging corrupted blood qi, I wonder if we should attempt a deal with the orgress to do that to her. We know she has it, even if she keeps it under wraps. Part of her bloodlust and insanity could be coming from those effects.

It’s an open question of whether she’d still be too evil to consider as an ally, but our sister is proving easy enough to get along with for now so there’s a chance for letting her live long-term as an ally against the heavens before she demands her final fight against us or whatever. She’s also descended from the OG demon queen so “purifying” her may be far harder than anything else. It’s a worthy experiment for refining purification techniques in case we fight demons that try corrupting us in the future, at least.
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>>5717627
No. She is a Ling, and moreover she abused our students. The recepient with a twofold grudge.

I feel that we must be clear here, She is an enemy as is Jingyu. The body stealer we can eradicate as soon as we finish off the assault on the winter blossoming sect as we are going to use him as one of the higher tier'd foot soldiers.

THEN we wipe him out. No allowing him to advance to another level. No allowing him to slink off. No keeping any level of promises about those lovely roots and flesh we said he could have, NONE OF IT!
He dies. and we wipe our damn paws of his blood like they were last weeks calf.
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>>5717726
Resist the urge to collect underlings, anons. This way lies darkness.
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>>5717726

I'm not opposed to the ogress having a redemption arc, but it would have to be something driven by her, not us. The closest I want to be to helping her is almost killing her and just barely failing, and that brush with mortality makes her re-evaluate the purpose of her power.
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>>5717751
My guy he's literally saying to kill the two of them. That isn't a recruiting drive. We've got grudges enough against both of them. Jingyu is an affront to nature, so he'll have to die eventually. And the ogress picked too many fights with the wrong people. If it were up to me we'd kill both of them as well.

The only thing that would even temporarily stave off the slaying of the Ling bitch is if Five Colors stepped in and asked to discipline his descendant. If she's getting any sort of redemption or purification it's on him. Because he's a kindly old grandpa he gets a pass. And because he could sneeze us away. But we won't talk about that.
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>>5717761
I'm agreeing with him.
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>>5717726
>>5717751
>>5717758
I’ll stick with the utilitarian argument then. She’s a demon by ancestry with blood Qi that is probably corrupted by her own nature. We know we can purify blood Qi, but it can be corrupted again. Demons did it to pure blood Qi in the past after all.

So, give her the chance at a duel or something in exchange for SCIENCE in trying to purge her corruption so we experience using it on a demonic opponent. The only other way to get that experience is to track down a real demon with corrupted blood Qi and fight it, which has higher stakes than this experiment.

I expect the ogress’ bloodline to try and corrupt our Qi, but it should be easier to fight her untrained skill. Net result is that we have experience in actively defending against corruption when a bigger fight comes along, and can see if purifying blood Qi weakens users who are used to using the corrupted version.
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>>5717769
Your utilitarian argument is based on the benefit of information on purifying bloodlines.

It must then stand up to the scruitny of "is this information valuable or viable or worth the cost of the inconvenience".

I refuse it on each of these three grounds.
The information is not valuable. Her possession of blood Qi can be replicated with someone else, as can it's effects of it being corrupted and repurified. We won't do it, probably, because using our students as guinie pigs is bad form, but I'm sure we can find some others like the carmine peach sect and practice on them.

I posit that the information isn't viable. She is 11 generations removed from being anything like a demon. Diluted and spread thin by several generations of humans and intermarrying. The blood Qi is also corrupted because the pure sources of it haven't existed to be reclaimed, except by us. If you want to face a demon, we'll go to hell because this girl's innate nature hasn't done shit worth noting.

Lastly, is it worth the headache. No.
She is a prodigy of the blade and annoyingly adept at adaptation and repurposing of techniques to a refined and lethal end. An old monster vs a rising genius dichotamy is weighed heavily in the favour of rising genius because their potential is so astoundingly vast and they can clear the ground between their competition faster than we can make it.

So we need to capitalise on our lead while we still have it.
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>>5717763
Well shit anon you could've made that clearer. Now you've gone and made me look the fool. This injustice cannot stand. We fight at dawn.

>>5717769
If you want to try playing with bad blood qi and demon shittery you'd be better off going to hell. The ogress is probably only like 1/80th demon or something by this point. Especially since she's definitely going to use it against us if we do "fix" her. Whereas an actual demon may have some use for actively corrupting qi so giving them some pure shit to fuck with could be seen as contractual and thus stop them from immediately ruining our day.
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>>5717773
further clarifying my view, this time unrelated to the utalitarian argument.

We are a creature of grudges, We sate them. While this is not inherently something that needs to end in blood, it is also not something easily cast aside without any notice at all.

Like one of the others said, a "redemption" would be nice, in that we can use them. But there's no redemption to be had from her, she is naturally a bloodthirsty bitch and that is WHY she is such a prodigy. A passion and a love of violence and killing, any redemption would be a fundemental shift away from that or the capacity to have other priorities.

For us to ACCEPT that change, I believe would require that she make amends with Fu and the others she abused [as demonstrated with the near fracturing of our sect] as well as an earnest apology to us, to be of about equal strength to us, and accept Huan as the soverigne she is.
Which is an immensely tall order and not at all in line with the Ling woman's world view.
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>>5717773
So, would the calculus change if we just killed her afterward? We lose nothing in that case, after all.

You’re also trying to treat the experiment as though it comes at some great cost, but as you admitted we’re not turning randos into guinea pigs for experimentation. You don’t have to feel bad for using the ogress as one, nor fear her if she dies afterward. I’m sure we can get her to agree if we challenge her for it, and we’d have to fight to kill her anyway. So what’s the real cost?

I may object to it if we find something interesting during the experiment. But I’d accept getting her out of the way afterward for being too uncontrollable and morally opposed to us. I like to offer second chances, but it’s not wrong to get rid of someone that dangerous. Not unless it gives an actual demon the chance to tag her soul and build her up in Hell. She’s definitely making a pitstop there if we can’t snag her soul on death, after all.
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Ending the vote, tallying the result now.

Knowing they're expecting your soft and passive style and for you to bide your time for openings in their defense. Use Enmity Incarnation, Devil of grudges and introduce them to Xiongji's fury:8
- uses Monu's grudge:1

Release the clouds of sorrow to coat the field and weaken everyone on it, while we are strengthened.:7

The drunkard is controlling his wine like he does water, like you do blood. Inspired by this, sneak a bit of Sinner Bone Centipede Venom into your blood and sneak it into his wine, to strike him with when he launches his next attack:2

Use Blood Red Light lightning step to dash into the woods yourself, then stalk them from the shadows, heckling them from stealth to get them off guard before you pounce! What sort of fools let themselves be hunted by a cat in the woods?: 1

Uncloud the girl’s mind from your blood rain and tell her focus on saving the lesser cultivators. Our spell saved them from dying by our claws, but the strong should do more to protect the weak.: 2

So You'll open by unleashing a cloud of grudges infused with sorrow via blood Qi, combining the usual weakening/ slowing of grudge clouds with the energy sapping sorrow, Debuffing your enemies and buffing yourself before unleashing Enmity incarnation: Devil of grudges on them, using Xiongji's

Update will arrive shortly

Loving the hearty discussion!
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They have given you space, the fools, space which you can freely fill with grudge miasma and roiling resentment. Taking a deep breath in, you gather the enmity constantly curdling within your belly and dye it deeply in the sorrow carried by blood before you breath it out. Wisps of its dark clouds curl over your fangs, rising out of your mouth like a plume of smoke rising from a pyre of corpses stacked towards the sky. Even the miasmic energy seems to be made weary from the sadness you've seeped into it, dripping and oozing with drops of pure resentment that appear like the fluids that squish out of a well rotted body or simple charcoal ink. It spreads and spread, sinking low to the ground and rising high into the air, cloying and clinging as you rock your head back and forth, leaving your mouth open as more and more of the resentment you've taken within yourself, that strengthens, empowers and fortifies your body and soul crawl out of your gullet to fill the air and blacken the sky.

And in that air heavy with grudges, you can feel the hesitation and fear of the two wannabe hunters stalking in the woods, taste the dread of the core formation experts grinding their teeth as they watch you press and grind the face of their raging comrade into the mud made of wine, blood and liquefied enmity. You relish the cries of rabid fury and wails of pain the mist and rain afflicted mad men howl into the night. But beneath their clamor, their berserk howls and whimpers of pain, and the girl under your paw snapping her jaws, you can hear branches break and leaves rustle as the drunkard and golden hair try to sneak around you. As if they could fool your senses, as if they could trick your nose or pass by your ears unheard! Such towering pride. And you know just how to knock them off from their pedestals and make them join the chorus of their juniors who have began to sing a song of violence and rage, breaking bones and bleeding wounds!

By taking on the mask of Xiongji, who wishes to violently murder nearly everything that exists beneath heaven! A boundless and all consuming grudge! Though his crude and wild nature is most unbecoming for a girl of your station and birth, his literally burning rage and inexhaustible madness is too effective a tool to not use. Letting loose and embodying his grudge against the whole world, you embrace his ferocity and emptying your mind to fill it with the screaming void, with the curses he constantly mutters under his still breath and the undying hatred against...well everything besides you and a handful of your disciples. How dare they think they could evade you, could sneak around you! How dare they show such cowardice to your face! The bastards, the fools, those smug motherfuckers!

And with that, you feel the mask of his resentment settle over your face as you sigh out ashes and embers, the air you breath smoldering and burning with the directionless anger you've invited into your heart.
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>>5718058

Then your fur bristles, steaming rising from your back and shoulders as smoke trails your sigh and the grudges that you spat ut before it, pouring out of your nose and over your fangs before it flows into and merges with the fog of resentment you've surrounded yourself with. The girl under your paw shrieks and panics, squirming and trying to push you off of her chest as flames blossom out from beneath your paw and sets her robes alight. Sneering down at her, you let out a booming laugh, leaning closer to her face and breathing out a cloud of smoke directly onto her face.

With your notched ear acting as the dent in his helmet and skull, wisps of fire curl around your paw, rising up from the fire burning over the screaming girl as she grabs hold of your leg and tries to force it off even as she hacks and coughs and BURNS! The fire dances over the tip of your tail as the curses, insults and howled oaths of vengeance and promises of bodily harm bouncing around your head fill it to bursting and make it ache.

Still sneering, still laughing, you feel the mask of Xiongji latch itself tightly over the face of Huanliuxue

"Oh is the bitch regretting picking a fight she couldn't win? What burns hotter, you fucker?! The fire or the humiliation? you piece of shit!" You mock, breathing more smoke into her face as she roars and tries to muster enough strength to lift and toss the great you off of herself "Maybe if you weren't a complete jackass, you would've realized it was a bad idea to fuck with me! I'll rip you apart and bash your head all over the ground! See if there's anything in that pretty head of yours besides shit, YA MORON!"

"Demon" She hisses, struggling to breath as the air is replaced with smoke or burned up by the fire and the fact your paw is pressing down hard of her throat, choking her as her struggles weaken

"Pathetic, utterly pathetic! I should just tear your FUCKING HEAD OFF!" You roar, turning as you sense a shift in the air and see golden locks charging you, with rage in her eyes than nearly matches the all consume wrath that's swallowing you up.

"Ah, another runt with a death wish! Surprised you aren't cowering in a puddle of your own piss! Well Fuck you too, dog fucker, I'll spill out your guts and choke this bitch to death with them!" You roar, stomping your paw on the ground and snarling, flames erupting from either side of your mouth as your ears flatten and you bare your fangs, twisting around with a swagger and unspoken threat in your step "Bastard! BASTARD! How dare you live such a blessed life while I've been forced to struggle for everything! I'll batter you until THERE ISN'T EVEN DUST LEFT OF YOU! FUCKER!"

And she charges right into the cloud of grudges you set up, and can't see you smile more like Huanliuxue would and should for a moment, briefly breaking your act before the confident and wrathful sneer of Xiongj returns and you resume playing the rooster general's roll.
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>>5718059

The look of confusion on her face tells you that she realized exactly how big of a fuck up it was rushing to save her junior, as the moment she enters your domain, the resentment weighs down upon her and laps at her stamina. And even a mundane martial artist could feel themselves weaken and grow frailer.

Oh what a delicious look of regret

"Realized you shouldn't have ran up to the ox sized cat, did ya, ya retard?! Lets see if what color the guts of an idiot look like!" You howl with mocking laughter as you continue your own charge, hoping to catch her before she can escape your trap

roll 2d100. Best out of five. DC lowered by grudge cloud debuff. DC 80
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Rolled 30, 76 = 106 (2d100)

>>5718060
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Rolled 52, 20 = 72 (2d100)

>>5718060

You know, I'm rather beginning to like the raging berserker at our feet. Lessers would have given in and died by now.
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Rolled 60, 56 = 116 (2d100)

>>5718060
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>>5718060
Oh that IS delicious
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Rolled 97, 7 = 104 (2d100)

>>5718110
Come on dice. Come oon
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Rolled 29, 9 = 38 (2d100)

>>5718060
A big fuckin' ouchie coming right up.
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Rolled 32, 68 = 100 (2d100)

>>5718060
tags: ryona, mind break, vanilla
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>>5717878
The calculus would change, but the experiment requires time. We would need to let her slip the net and go about her murder spree again, growing in power and experience AGAIN to see any definitive changes from pure Qi to corrupted Qi again. Which is where the great cost comes in, giving her the time and the power to grow strong enough to survive a direct encounter with us again.

that's the cost, everything else about her can be mimic'd or calculated or otherwise done again. It's the fact of WHO it is which makes the experiment costly to run.

we could just get a minor demon, infuse them with pure Qi and see if they corrupt it. that is a thing we could do.
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>>5718100
30 over the DC is okay. It's a good result.

It's not 50 over, which was apparently enough to overturn the heavens, but it's okay.
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Of other plans and schemes, I believe that we need to figure out a basic stratergy for long term survival after we wipe this invasion out.

First is that our final act should be to destroy the WBS and plunder their sect for resources/promising recruits.

THEN I say we extend the hand of the diplomat by sending Fu to the five colours springs and other envoys to the dusk marsh and seaside sects. I want to offer alliance with the five colours but with the two down south I want them to recognise our claim of territory.
gifts can be used from our recent plunder
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We might look into practicing our blood Qi's ability to mess with bodies, on the weaker enemies first, so we can later use it with our knowledge of mutation to improve our student's bodies as well as fix Fèiqīng 's appearance
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>>5718100
30 over DC. Good success

Update will arrive shortly
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>>5718122
I can see the value.
But we can try that on the core formation lot. They are somewhat more resistent to us meddling with them, so it's better practice.
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A clever little firefly, golden hair quickly realizes that she's barreled directly into a trap from the moment she becomes immersed in the miasmic clouds of lingering resentment and fierce enmity and sorrow you've blanketed yourself with and tries to retreat. But knowing that turning her back to such a fierce predator would be suicidal and having already figured out approximately how quickly you could move from your prior attacks, she decides to make a smoke screen and attack as she leapt back. Unfortunately, for her at least, that is the extent of her cleverness.

Cause she decided to unleash a gout of golden flame from her mouth like she had swallowed a firework, splitting two of her fingers apart and pressing them on either side of her lips as two arrays appear on her cheeks and draw in the spiritual energy she has formed into armor just in front of them before unleashing it as a beam of soul searing light. Expecting you to continue to fight passively and reactively, she has to be hoping that you'd leap or lean to the side to dodge the explosive ray of sunlight or else try to reflect or block it. And you probably would, as despite the disparity of power between you and gold hair, that spell is incredibly scary and intimidating to be staring down and it'd be better to avoid it scorching your soul to ash or ruining your lovely fur and the flesh beneath it than meeting it head on. But knowing Xiongji for as long and intimately as you have, you know how the rooster general would react to being challenged by a pillar of soul erasing energy, just a few hairs away from the tip of his nose.

He would, and thus you shall

"CHAAAAARGE!" You bellow, spit flying out of your mouth, strings of it holding to your teeth as a poof of fire escaped your throat, searing your tongue as you bowed your head and calling on all the burning rage that even just pretending to think like that mad ghost incites deep within you, you bow your head and become a blood red comet as that same rage becomes good kindling for the fires blazing along your paws, tail and back. They grow to completely cover your body.

For a moment, not even a moment, a fraction of a second, the world freezes and stands still. Your eyes fill with scorching golden light, as if you chose to launch yourself into the heart of the sun itself. And then, the edges of your vision slowly tinge red as the carmine fire surrounding you bursts forth and grow as your fury blossoms and flourishes as a single prick of pain stabs into your temple, just between your eyes and you taste....the sensation of being burned alive. A curious feeling, not as unpleasant as you always imagined it to be.

And then, as the world slowly began to move again, in the furthest corner of your mind, you swore you heard both your own voice and Xiongji's half feral growl roar a single command. Easily understood

"FUCK HER UP!" the voices in the back of your head raged as you snapped your jaws shut hard enough to create a spark.

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>>5718162

https://youtu.be/G1WscAdDA4U

And you don't really have to act like Xiongji more after that. The pain spreads from that pin prick even as the carmine light pushes back the golden and you feel yourself moving again, shooting directly through the beam like a carp swimming up river. And soon you'll be finishing your leap over the dragon's gate. Through the roar of the blood surging through your veins and all the bottomless rage they carry and spread with it, and the shrill almost whistle like cry of the beam and the crackling and snapping of the blood red fires erupting from every strand of your fur, you swear you can hear an astonished and greatly relieved voice say something, that truly pisses you off without any assistance from the artificial and manufactured anger and outrage you've been so carefully cultivating in your heart and mind.

"I..I killed it"

And the sheer audacity to say that fans the flames boiling in your blood to such an intensity you're certain it could now rival the heat generated from the sun. And makes the ray of light she spat in your face feel like a sun warmed river stone by comparison

"THINK AGAIN SHIT FOR BRAINS! I CAN NEVER DIE! " You triumphantly snarl as you thrust a paw through the end of the beam as it shatters and breaks apart, replaced by a burning trail of carmine flames that dance and flicker from the wind you kicked up in your fearless charge directly through your opponents attack. And once again, the world pauses, giving you a nice picture of golden hair's shocked expression as she sees that you had not just tanked her attack by running through it, but came out of the other side of it nearly entirely unscathed except for a few patches of off colored fire burning amongst the rage fueled inferno on your back.

Its probably adrenaline kicking in that keeps the second it takes for you to claw her face to stretch on for far longer than they should, as her pale, jade like skin splits apart. First as small red lines, then tearing back raggedly to reveal the raw flesh and bone beneath her pretty face before she is even able to give so much as a squeak of alarm. You've nearly skinned her face off with just a single swing of your claw and the ribbons of flesh and skin hanging off her skull and the ends of your claws are already roasting, bubbling and turning black.

Covering her face with one arm, what is she ashamed now? Ashamed that she's been hit and so grievously wounded? Ashamed by her scars?! Only Fu is allowed to feel like that dammit! How dare she. She stumbles back, golden eyes now bloodshot and weeping as she throws at her arm and from her wrist conjures a dagger made of solidified Qi, like shard of sunlight broken off from the rest of the day.
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>>5718163

"YEAH, GO WILD! IT ISN'T GONNA CHANGE A THING, BUT I FUCKING LOVE IT WHEN MY PREY STRUGGLES! FIGHT! FIGHT FOR EVERY BREATH!" You roar as she charges you, one sleeve still hiding her face, golden silk stained red as she lunges at you with the fury only a beautiful woman robbed of it can muster. What a lovely, tempting cloud of grudges surrounds her now

"You...sound...like Yaonan!" She spits out, stuttering and slurring her words as clearly your swipe knocked or tore out a few of her teeth and ripped apart her mouth just like it did the rest of her face. My my, how vain! As if she couldn't just heal that injury and polish away her scars. But her words, her words! They really tic you off.

You easily dodge her wild stab, aimed for one of your eyes by bounding under it. And as you do, you rake your claws over her Qi Armor, cutting through it and carving up her exposed stomach before dragging your paw down her leg, only pulling it off of her when it reaches her knee. And she looks much better in a robe half red.

She staggers and pivots around, almost ignoring the pain. And her determination is really starting to get on your nerves! Its commendable when its possessed by someone you like, but enemy whose is this durable and stubborn just pisses you the hell off! Licking the blood that sprayed on your face and without really thinking, you turn around and pounce at her as she lunges at you again, sunlight knife cutting straight through the doomy gloom you've created with your aura and forbidden techniques.

There's a snap as your fangs sinking through he flesh of her arm and stab into her bone. Its been awhile since you've tasted human flesh, and having such Qi rich meat in your mouth makes you drool and tremble. But the snap wasn't your fangs meeting her bone. It was her arm being torn off.

"Hey hey! No fair" You shout through a mouth full of her arm, the limb still tense between your teeth, dagger's edge nearly pressed against your throat as it dissipates into a couple of motes of light like fire flies "I was having a lot of fun picking you apart piece by piece, you Ling bitch! And you had to pussy out and run away! Sacrificing an arm! That's too cool for a worm like you to do"

She stares at you, eyes wide as dinner plates and sword still half buried in her shoulder, the hand holding it trembling.

"Oh" You sneer, tilting your head to the side, crunching down and shattering the bones inside her severed arm "You didn't do it by yourself did you! You hesitated! Pissed yourself! How pathetic. What a shitty little brat you are"

"Silence!" The drunkard bellowed, standing between you and the frozen stiff Ling dog "You dare demean so valiant a woman as..."
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>>5718164

"Yeah what of it, I don't think she has a rod for you to suckle on, cock sucker. She couldn't do it without your help. Are you her wet nurse or something? You certainly have big enough tits to be one!" You growl low and threateningly as you watch the girl ignite her sword, making it glow white hard to stop the bleeding in the stump where her arm used to be.

And that insult made the cheery drunk incandescent with rage. An icy rage that cracked over his face as patches of actual ice suddenly expanded across his rosy cheeks.

"I don't need...your help! I can handle this much" Golden hair slurs, though from all her bleeding, both her hair and her robes aren't so gold any more "Its little more than a bruise, I've had scrapes in training worse than this. I'm not a cripple yet, I can...still fight"

But the drunkard says nothing, instead locking his glare with your own. Didn't he ever learn to meet a cat's eyes is to challenge her?

The ice covering his face cracks as his expression becomes a smile that'd make several demons you know feel inadequate about themselves.

"Man eating devil, I'll rip out your tongue and show it to you" He threatens casually, as he brings his gourd up to his lips and took a gulp. The ground cracked beneath his feet and his shadow grew. As did the rest of him. And so did you vicious grin, as the prospect of fighting a larger opponent filled your stomach with butterflies. That quickly burned up to ash and cinders

"Finally, someone who speaks my language! Lets see if you can back up your talk! I hope you can, I'm starting to feel like a bully kicking both of your asses around so easily!" You snarl through golden hair's arm, as you're still holding it in your mouth as you can't really be certain what Xiongji would do if he bit someone's arm off "Fucked up to rip off an ally's limb, ballsy to! Shame I'm going to have to tear your pair off, if you haven't already have them nipped off"

His eye twitches as his face turns nearly as red as your fur, as does the rest of him. Without prompting or a word spoken between them, one arm clambers up his back, and surrounds him with a sphere of steel made from her whipping her blade around and around.

But both of them have seemed to learn their lesson in being over confident, and circle around you, waiting for an opening in your defenses. You can envision each potential attack and angle they can launch them from as they pace around you as they probe your defenses only to find that you've already countered them both. To an observer, it'd look like a giant jackass and a cripple scooting slowly around an ox sized cat, but while that was what they were doing, you were actually having a battle of fighting instinct and foresight. As each potential attack ended in failure in one humiliating way or another, they continue circling you, waiting for you to strike first once their fighting acumen was unable to find them a quick path through your defenses.
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>>5718165

And all the while you drooled on the severed arm, still unsure of what to do with it. The stalemate broke from another volley of spells, as you sprinted away as the core formations experts hiding behind their protection spells turned the patch of earth you were standing on in a smoldering crater.

And when they stopped their barrage, you found that you standing next to their berserk friend, who was still gasping for air after you blew smoke in her face and nearly crushed her windpipe.

And realized you still hadn't dropped golden lock's arm. And that the giant drunkard, but not the owner of the arm stuck firmly in your mouth, was charging towards you like a bull, a mass of ice shaped into a massive hammer along one of his over muscled, ape like arms. And a glance up proved your suspicions correct, as the one armed, nearly faceless ling bitch was fluttering in the air on ethereal golden wings, with a half circle of spell arrays forming in the air behind her.

So the drunkard was a distraction, and she held back, knowing that she was in no shape to try and stab you in the eye again. Almost clever.

Unfortunately, you weren't an insane raging brute and could stop acting like one at any time, when it suited you. Though it was fun to pretend to be Xiongji.

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell (Magic trial. DC 90)

>Use the arm in your mouth as a paint brush, running circles around the giant drunk to paint a spell array into the ground, before activating the magic and devouring the arm (Magic/ haste trial. DC 140)

>Drop Xiongji's mask and wear Fu's grudge instead, transforming into your human form, grabbing the axe on the ground and use the giant as a spring board as you try and take the Ling bitch's other arm (Martial trial. DC 130)

>Throw the arm at the drunk and try to tear out his throat out with the help of your still active vein hunting eye and the vein draining fang (Martial/ Strength trial. DC 160)

>Write in
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>>5718166
>Using Improved blood magic, Wipe the Ling bitch out of the fight with a spell.

Focus down on the injured. Once she's gone, we'll be in good standing. And it needs to be a KILL to prevent them from trying to run off.
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>>5718166
>Use the arm in your mouth as a paint brush, running circles around the giant drunk to paint a spell array into the ground, before activating the magic and devouring the arm (Magic/ haste trial. DC 140)
I would like to finish off the injured Ling, but we haven’t hurt the drunkard yet and he may decide to retreat if he fights alone. I’ll risk getting a hit in on both of them (maybe just him, dunno if the spell array will hit an airborne opponent) so he’s wounded and has a harder time escaping.
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>>5718180
Fair enough. I'd like to hit them both.

Changing to support.
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>>5718166
>Drop Xiongji's mask and wear Fu's grudge instead, transforming into your human form, grabbing the axe on the ground and use the giant as a spring board as you try and take the Ling bitch's other arm (Martial trial. DC 130)
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>>5718164
We're gonna kill them, but I ship them.

>>5718166
>>5718166
>>Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell (Magic trial. DC 90)
This also will tie up the drunk since he'll probably want to protect her.
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>>5718166
>Throw the arm at the drunk and try to tear out his throat out with the help of your still active vein hunting eye and the vein draining fang (Martial/ Strength trial. DC 160)
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>>5718166
>Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell (Magic trial. DC 90)
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>>5718166
>Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell (Magic trial. DC 90)
>>5718192
Two people from rival sects being forced to work together and slowly falling for each other during a crisis? Maybe we should get into the romance novel writing gig after this.
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>>5718166
>Throw the arm at the drunk and try to tear out his throat out with the help of your still active vein hunting eye and the vein draining fang (Martial/ Strength trial. DC 160)
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>>5718166
>Use the arm in your mouth as a paint brush, running circles around the giant drunk to paint a spell array into the ground, before activating the magic and devouring the arm (Magic/ haste trial. DC 140)
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>>5718200
After we kill them you mean.
Truly savage to make romance novels of the people we offed, only a heretic cultivator could do such a thing!

>>5718166
>Write in
> don the mask of Monu the toad witch and poison the drunkard before summoning an icy wind aided by the storm the winter sect summoned to swat the golden scratch post from the sky.

Time to use their own techniques against them.
Can't wait to develop a soul scorching technique after this!
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>>5718166
Grandfather, can you do your lazy junior a tremendous favor and describe Huanliuxue's appearance, both human and cat forms, her current attire, and Ghost Empress Melody?
I know that all these things have already been described in prior threads, but I was hoping you would have these details more readily at hand and in greater depth.
It's perfectly fine if you don't, but I'd be remiss if I didn't ask.
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>>5718406
I personally imagine huan's cat form like the cat in this meme.
Especially when upset.
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>>5718166
>Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell (Magic trial. DC 90)
I want to see it in action
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>>5718166
>Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell (Magic trial. DC 90)
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>>5718166
>Drop Xiongji's mask and wear Fu's grudge instead, transforming into your human form, grabbing the axe on the ground and use the giant as a spring board as you try and take the Ling bitch's other arm (Martial trial. DC 130)
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>>5718406
Sure

Huan is an Ethereal jade like beauty as both a cat and girl

Cat form: Notched ear, Size of an ox, vivid blood red fur the same color as freshly spilt blood (except on her under belly, which is pink and particularly rich and soft like silk or the fur of a kitten, though all of her fur is silken and luxuriously sleek and soft, so patting her belly would be akin to a religious experience of softness), Intricate patterns/ markings on her fur, Yellow eyes like polished agates or petrified amber
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Ghost empress melody: As brilliantly red as its owner's fur, sour scent buried beneath the smell of grave soil, streaks of white and black pearl along its side like billowing clouds/ mists, strings of tarnished silver that shine with crimson light. The instrument is gently curled like a cat's tail and one end is notched like Huan's ear
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Human form:
Fair, unblemished white skin
Voluminous Long hair, same shade of scarlet as her fur, slightly curls on the sides, giving it an appearance of a water fall or river of blood falling down her back, long enough to nearly reach her buttocks. Hair is as fluffy as her cat coat, and has a lot of volume and puff (Not easily brushed) and doesn't cover her forehead the way it grows.

Bushy eyebrows, more rounded than sharp or arched. thick and wild. Like her eyelashes and...lower hair, these are the same shade of red as the hair atop her head

Eyes, same yellow as cat form, like impid autumn water in the orange red light of lit lanterns. Large, round and almond shaped. Exude a playful innocence and wonder. the outer corners incline upwards like phoenix shaped eyes do.

Tender plump lips that default to a cat like smile

face. Small, pointy chin, tall imperial nose, the very image of youthful beauty, fairy like in every regard. Soft in all the right places, sharp in all the right places

Ears: One is notched, well formed and slightly pointed at the tops like a true demon's ears.

Has a pronounced and desirable collarbone ,above average bust (Only beaten out by Monu in size currently, which is quite the feat and something Huan is grateful for, since meeting or surpassing Monu would condemn any girl to a hellish existence of fraught with backpains ) that cannot be concealed with robes or tunics alone. Taught and tightly compressed muscles hide her true strength beneath a veneer of leanness, her body in general is athletic and feline even, slim but not fragile. Fingers are dexterous, graceful and elegant, and huan generally cuts her nails into triangular claw shapes.

A thorned, robust natural/ wild beauty, svelte in form and look. Little fat on her stomach, subtle signs of the musculature beneath. Hips aren't too wide, buttocks are a little too plump and round for Huan's liking . Thighs well shaped, neither too large or fat and like her arms and legs ) are lean with cat like muscles that are easily overlooked/ missed. Her legs are long and elegant and give Huan's human form quite a bit of its height
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As for her current attire is her demon spider silk armor, which in human form looks like an armored imperial dress and could be mistaken as such if it weren't for the parts of it that were clearly armor. When she wears it as a cat, it just looks like armor/ a second hide of steel.


The armor is silver and polished to a near mirror like finish in the places but is vivid bloodred everywhere else, with an interesting design of bones, crow feathers and cats all over it. The vambraces are decorated with two carvings of sleeping cats on each, the leggings are designed to look somewhat like a cat's paws and the "Skirt" is designed to look like a fur wrapped around her waist. The breastplate looks like the fangs of a yowling cat, the shoulder pads look like crow skulls, but the helmet, looks like a crown, with rubies woven onto the band on its forehead in the center of eyes carved onto it, with two skeletal hands clinging to its side, that can be moved to act as a faceguard (Very important)

The gauntlets were also clawed, but more obviously with blades long and curved, being able to be used like claws while worn in your human form or as claw guards in your natural shape, a design that is shared with the armored footwear

>>5718445
Hehehe. Not too far off from what I imagine her to be like. Despite being a nearly peerless beauty (monu exists) and refining her body/ appearance numerous times, Huan did start out as a feral cat in a fishing village, and remains kinda scuffed despite being a jade beauty (That and she prides herself on what others might see as subtracting from her beauty, like her notched ear or how macabre her interests and sense of aesthetics tend to be). Though she is not or ever will ever be not of the traditional fragile flower sort of jade beauty (And looks far healthier for it). Instead being a wild natural beauty.

Anyways, gonna tally the vote now
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>>5720183
*though she is not or ever will be the sort of traditional fragile flower sort of jade beauty

Using your improved carmine mystic, use the Ling bitch's severed arm as a conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell:5

Use the arm in your mouth as a paint brush, running circles around the giant drunk to paint a spell array into the ground, before activating the magic and devouring the arm:3

Drop Xiongji's mask and wear Fu's grudge instead, transforming into your human form, grabbing the axe on the ground and use the giant as a spring board as you try and take the Ling bitch's other arm :2

Throw the arm at the drunk and try to tear out his throat out with the help of your still active vein hunting eye and the vein draining fang:2

don the mask of Monu the toad witch and poison the drunkard before summoning an icy wind aided by the storm the winter sect summoned to swat the golden scratch post from the sky.: 1

So You'll use your perfected carmine mysticism , use the ling bitch's severed arm as a sorcerous conduit to knock her out of the sky with a spell.

Update will arrive shortly
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>>5720179
>>5720183
Thank you thank you! This helps me greatly!
I deeply appreciate you taking the time to go through all this with us.
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Now for most, whiplashing from blind rage against everything within sight and returning to a serene mind in an instant would be all but impossible and require a couple of deep breaths. But you just breath out the excess resentment out as a cloud of grudge energy and strangle the directionless wrath of Xiongji, tossing aside the mask you were wearing and return to...well not a complete calm, but a much more controllable level of anger. Ice cold and clear as ice. And then, with all the fumes of the fury and pointless rage flushed out of your mind, now replaced with razor focused enmity and spite, you're able to actually think without risking losing the powers granted by the rooster general's rage against well...literally everything with a few notable exceptions. Exceptions that include the adorable you!

And now that you can think and act like yourself, you can plan an attack that is more complicated and profound than just "Beat or burn them until they stop screaming, while drowning them with vitriol and roaring enough profanity to give your poor mother a heart attack". There is a severed, still bleeding and twitching arm in your mouth. A delicious chunk of meat, Lucious with spiritual energy. If you fed this to a simple beast, they might just awaken to the world and Qi. But that would be an utter waste. Even though it has been torn off from it owner, and she has cauterized the stump it left behind, sealing the wound with heavenly fire, the severed limb remains connected to her. She cannot see it, or feel it outside of the phantom limb delusion. But your eyes can. There is a vein that isn't a vein in the air, ethereal and phantom like, like the misty breath of ghost, whipping and blowing in the air. It isn't a meridian, but rather the ghost of the veins that ounce connected the still living arm to the Ling bitch's shoulder. A part of her soul, holding desperately on to the piece still inhabiting her arm.

Oh it would be an utter waste to make a snack out of this hunk of meat. And it'd be just as much of a waste to offer it to a still mindless and stupid beast to see if there eyes would open with new found intelligence. An utter waste. For this arm is more than just a severed limb, its a connection. A conduit. Like a lightning rod or perhaps a spout. It is more than just twitching meat and pouring blood. It is a lash wrapped tightly around the Ling bitch's still sizzling stump. A gruesome tether through which you can exert your influence and imperial will upon its former owner. Like a cursed doll containing illness and death. Except instead of making her bed-ridden or giving her a painful cough, you're going to cast a spell into her arm to force it into the rest of her.

And you'll have to do it fast, since the drunk is only getting closer.
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>>5720209

Closing your eyes tight, you call upon your memories and knowledge of carmine mysticism, some of which you've gleamed from interrogating ghosts you trapped in bottles for fun while waiting down in hell for Ping to finish his lesson or Anjing to come out and play. And decide with a smirk dripping with blood, that there is absolutely no reason for you to rely on the spells of the blood sucking Jiangshi. Yours is a intellect without peer, genius without competition, wit without equal. Sure mid battle improvisations more often lead to painful and humiliating death, But you. You are a prodigy whose attained a golden core of such high quality it broke the scale all others are measured against. Surely you deserve to indulge in a bit of whimsy.

Mindful of the ice hammer being swung just above your head, you turn to look at the Ling girl, who has nearly finished casting her own spell judging from the shining lights at her back. Biting down deeper into her arm, you draw upon what blood magic you know and the nature of blood qi and blood itself as a vessel for life and emotion, and with your fangs, trace the characters for a spell that's never been casted before into the iron nail studded bone of the arm, while your tail does the same in the air. And as you do, you focus intently on the Golden haired bitch's chest, on the heart glowing beneath her slim and kind of pitiful chest, revealed to you by the vein hunting eye. You see how it beats, the blood flowing into and being spat out of it. Focusing, focusing, you narrow your eyes and glare at the light in her heart.

roll 2d100. Best out of 5. DC 90
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Rolled 15, 78 = 93 (2d100)

>>5720211
She gets a heart attack without all the delicious hamburgers that cause it. This is a fate more pitiable than death.

Actually I was thinking, blood poisoning. Like how you get that red line that traces your vein back to your heart until the infection hits it and then you're totally fucked and die. Big ouchies when blood is involved.
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Rolled 73, 50 = 123 (2d100)

>>5720211
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so what are the stages of cultivation after our current one that we know about?
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Rolled 86, 17 = 103 (2d100)

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Rolled 88, 60 = 148 (2d100)

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>>5720211
Oh I don't know what we're gonna do.

But I know I'm gonna enjoy it!
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>>5720229
Nascent soul and spirit severing are next, but that's all that I'm aware of.

Nacent soul is what hatches from our golden core, and spirit severing. . . does something.

>>5720235
Sweet baby mudcrabs, 56 over the DC! That's the highest yet! Only once before have we got 5 DOS and that was to humiliate young masters!
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Rolled 25, 66 = 91 (2d100)

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>>5720214
Can we please appreciate that in no reality did we fail to put a Ling in their place.
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I wonder if we should combine the blood of these Golden Cores with liquor containing our peach or maybe try to infuse the peach itself with it
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>>5720235
Amazing success, 50 over DC.

Update will arrive shortly
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One of the countless aspects of Yin is darkness. One of the countless aspects of Yang is life. You wield both. They are part of your imperial and natural regalia. The breath of ghosts, the essence of blood. The dao of the vengeful dead, the dao of living blood. You walk between both paths. The mysteries that exist between black and white are yours to know. Carmine mysticism, living death, the adoption of the grave, the balance between life and death. Forces that to the common daoist appear opposed, opposites. But as all aspects of Yin and Yang, they are just as complimentary to one another as they are opposite. The dead are not so different from the living. Blood is power. Blood is life. Much is hidden in the dark of the night, much can be found on the boundary where life and death coexist together and become one.

With the right view of things. Yin can become life, what is ghostly can become lively again. And Yang can become death. While the misunderstanding of blood as an embodiment of death disgusts and amuses you in equal measure, the carmine mystics become undead through their consumption of blood. While you had been planning to simple give the Ling bitch a heart attack, to pop her heart or make her blood flow in reverse or possibly make it burst out and crawl from her chest while strangling her with her own arteries, this reflection on the power you've inherited and refined and changed from demonic cultivation to redeem and make it less of an afront to the natural world, has made you realize you can do far worse than simply killing her. From your understanding, the practitioners of carmine mysticism adopted and transformed their disciples into Blood hungry Jiangshi with a bite and exchange of blood and essence. And bound them to their will through their blood now flowing within their dried, desiccated veins

Your refined and purified version of their demonic path while you don't know much of what it is capable of has to have inherited and improved some of the techniques of the fallen the Peerless Sanguine Jade Shrine Sect [绝伦血红色玉庙, Juélún Xuè Hóngsè Yùmiào] . And while you unlike them are no abomination as Your heart still beats even if you count yourself in the tally of the dead as living and have done long before you created the true form of Carmine mysticism, there is something to be learned from those long dead bloodsuckers and their curious method of reproduction and induction into their sect. As far as you can tell, you've taken all of the benefits of whatever technique, ritual or alchemy that made them into a horde of literal blood thirsty monsters without any of the drawbacks, like an aversion to sunlight or actually dying and needing to refill your veins with somebody else's blood.

But is their infectious spread of their existence and mysticism a drawback or a benefit? Could you turn someone unwillingly into a Jiangshi servant?! Or even a living Jiangshi of some kind!? The possibility of both excited you!
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>>5720283

A wicked glint flashes in your eyes as your smirk turns into unhinged and wild grin.

You're dying to find out! but not literally of course, you enjoy living even if you're as much of a hungry ghost as you are a cat and woman. But what better test subject than one of the Ling! Sure that old grudge was buried with Ling Meng, but you still harbor a deep seated aversion and contempt for that family which has only grown after you learned they had their hand in the downfall of your people! Sure golden locks up there doesn't know any of that, but she did come here to kill you and had the audacity to think a bright light could the great Huanliuxue! Oh how delicious would it be to see her scrapping and kneel at your feet, to see the looks of despair on her juniors faces...er, if any of them survive their berserk rage that is, when she becomes your plaything.

So, instead of just taking control of her blood flow and giving her a heart attack, you bite deeper into her arm and using its connection and your knowledge of souls, create something like a spiritual venom. Not knowing how the spread of carmine mysticism really worked, beyond what the old legends have told you, you do your best to reinvent it through the blood of life, by turning The Ling girl's blood into the blood of death through Blood Refinement (血精炼, Xuèjīngliàn). And doing all of that before the drunkard gets close enough to dash your invaluable brains all over the muddy ground! Its a challenge even for the great Huanliuxue!

And the spell or curse or whatever it is you create certainly isn't what you'd consider your best work, and can be improved in many ways and areas, it does work.

There is a strange pulse of shadow and carmine light, starting from the arm in your mouth and its still draining artery, then rippling in the air towards the Ling's champion. The moment it touches her stump, the blood in her veins flashes and begins to change. Her eyes widen and the spiritual energy powering her spells flickers as the attack she was charging up fires prematurely. The drunkard yells as his arm is singed by a couple of chains of golden light that impact on the ground, just in front of you. Giving you time to "Blink" out from in front of the drunk before he carelessly slams his hammer of ice where you had been standing, without ruining or halting your magic.

The Ling girl shudders, trembling all over and spasming as you attack a part of her she didn't even know needed defending. Her own blood. She reaches up with her one functioning arm, grasping at her throat, sensing the strange Qi you've injected into her through the ghost of her arm, and have seeped and infected her veins and the blood within with. She gags, choking as she glances down and a look of realization and pain crosses her mangled face as her severed arm twitches and spasms back to life or some semblances of it.
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>>5720285

That look of pain and comprehension quickly twists to confusion, before a flash of agony widens her eyes and the hand grabbing her throat shoots down betwixt her breasts as the rippling of your recreation of the initiation of a carmine mystic ripples through her veins and reach her heart.

The light there, bright and golden like the midday sun begins to dim and darken as she coughs up a mouthful of blood. And defiantly raises up her sword as her ally turns around, to chase after you and yell at her for her friendly fire and immediately realizes why she hit him with a stray spell. She cries out, more blood flowing out of her mouth as you focus on alchemy transforming her heart to prepare for the rest of the changes your blood refinement will wrought on her body. And you feel a pressure pushing back desperately against your design. How curious? Is that her willpower, fighting back against the changes and your attempt to enslave her mind? Interesting! If only you didn't have to dodge her underlings and the drunkards earth breaking blows as you try to complete her transformation, otherwise you'd sit down to meditate and theorize about what the hell you've created and what the hell is going on between her heart and soul and your influnence upon both.

She swings her ribbon like sword, clumsily, overwhelmed by pain and disoriented by...well having her blood and still living heart hijacked by forbidden magics!

"K...Keh" She tries to speak with a moutful of blood "Elll miii"

"What are you doing to her beast!?" The drunkard wails, nearly as terrified as she is. The core formation experts, sensing your spell, turn up the pressure and unleash two volleys of their own magic at you while you try and avoid being squashed flat by the drunk or hit by the wild flailings of the girl you're working so hard into corrupting into your servant! Can't they give you a break?

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Summoning all of your willpower, suppress hers with its weight and complete her dark rebirth as your slave! (Will/ magic trial. DC 160)

>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120)

>Eh, she doesn't need to be alive for you to turn into a Jiangshi...explode her heart(Magic trial. DC 140)

>Getting tired of being chased and being forced to dodge Qi blasts, turn around and trip the giant drunkard to get some breathing room from both (Martial trial. DC 80)

>Write in
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>>5720286
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>Eh, she doesn't need to be alive for you to turn into a Jiangshi...explode her heart(Magic trial. DC 140)
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>>5720286
>Summoning all of your willpower, suppress hers with its weight and complete her dark rebirth as your slave! (Will/ magic trial. DC 160)
The only real way to do this.
PUT HER IN HER PLACE HUAN!
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>>5720286
Hmm, curious.

Unfortunately for her, I don't feel like a bad guy.
>Take control of her limbs and make her seem under her control [Have her target the core formation morons]
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>>5720286
>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120)
Killing her now would give us less material to work off of for future research.
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>>5720286
>Summoning all of your willpower, suppress hers with its weight and complete her dark rebirth as your slave! (Will/ magic trial. DC 160)
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>>5720286
>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120
We are creating Ping 2: female boogallo, aren't we?
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>>5720286
>Summoning all of your willpower, suppress hers with its weight and complete her dark rebirth as your slave!
>Aid this suppression extending your ghostly self into her arm, bringing both your Yin and Yang Qi to bear against her will.

If her arm is still connected to her soul, that means we can possess her through it using our ghostly arts as well. If that’s too difficult, charge up to her and put some veins in her, creating one “body” for our ghost self to inhabit for a bit. It should lower the DC a bit to bring all our Qi to bear against her.
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>>5720332
Nah, the Hammer throwing Wineo will be Ping Two.
...Somehow, still pondering how that'll work out since we've put on a pretty monstrous display of force here.

Either way, the forced subjugation of this Ling Bitch's Will doesn't really fit in with the slow, enlightening conversion we did with Ping.
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>>5720286
>Eh, she doesn't need to be alive for you to turn into a Jiangshi...explode her heart(Magic trial. DC 140)
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>>5720286
>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120)
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>>5720286
>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120)
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>>5720286
>Summoning all of your willpower, suppress hers with its weight and complete her dark rebirth as your slave! (Will/ magic trial. DC 160)

Man that's some grim shit
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>>5720286
>>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120)
Rolling an 80 on two dice. Don't like those odds. Take it slow. Steady.
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>>5720612
Can’t blame you for that. The odds on Bo5 is around 37% for matching/exceeding the 160.
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>>5720332
>>5720347
Not in the slightest. We're enslaving somebody, not enlightening them. Which I have. . . incredibly mixed feelings about, and I'm very curious as to why this isn't an immoral action.

Probably because it's creating and testing a new technique, rather than doing it repeatedly.
Still she will be an incredibly valuable asset, being at the golden core stage. 6th tier or no, she's somewhat good.
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>>5720644
Math is scary.

>>5720658
Enslaving people isn't necessarily bad in the karmic sense. Abusing and oppressing people is bad, yes. But just enforcing your will and dominion over others isn't. Much the same way that a king isn't necessarily a tyrant just because he tells his peasants what the law is.

What we're doing is pretty fucked up, granted, but not by nature evil.
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>>5720658
Because cultivators are assholes by nature and so is the dao.
I think it's because turning her into an enslaved jianshi wasn't really written in the prompt in the vote, only using carmine mysticism, so it would be a dick move to give us bad karma for an action that the character chose.
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>>5720669
We got a "This is bad karma" mark when we were offered a binding contract with a demon of all things.

I'm not seeing the distinction here.
>>5720695
I GET that as a meta action, but the evident solution was [Hey this is messed up, stop +good/ Hey, she deserves it. +Bad.]

I dunno guys, it is weird. It's exiting sure and morally dubious, and I really really would like a gold core level expert for the sect beyond us. But I'd like to understand taoist karma better too.
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>>5720712
To clarify, I don't give a shit that she is begging an ally to kill her. She's frankly being a baby about this whole thing.

I'm more concerned and confused about the implications on moral action.
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>>5720286
>>Eh, she doesn't need to be alive for you to turn into a Jiangshi...explode her heart(Magic trial. DC 140)
Embrace the evil
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>>5720712
You think that signing a contract with a devil isn't evil? Most of them are total assholes who want nothing more than to terrorize everything they can. They ain't like our sweet spider girl. Most literal demons are unabashedly evil and seek to disrupt not only the natural order but the balance of all things in general.

I don't quite get where you're losing track, actually.
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>>5720729
"Here is our contract, you will serve me and me alone because I kicked the shit out of you and this is the only way to make sure you don't betray me. effectively stripping you of the means to counter my will."

vs

"I'm going to turn you into a living dead vampire, slaved to my will, whims and wishes. You will serve me and my sect because I chained you to my will, effectively removing your capacity to override mine."

yeah no, I don't see how they are dissimilar.
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>>5720739
Well yeah, cause one's a demon. Am I too simple or something?
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>>5720751
Eh, I dunno mate. I'll wait till/if grandfather explains it.
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>>5720757
Probably for the best. I think we just don't quite mesh on our views of the Wheel.
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This is definitely something that sounds like bad karma.
Maybe with the golden core we've activated the protagonist-centered morality switch that allows xianxia MCs to be the psychopaths they are.
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>>5720763
Well, if it is bad we can always just kill her after to spare her the terrible fate once we've finished our experiment. Mercy would balance out the scale, right?

Right?
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>>5720658
I’d assume keeping her enslaved would be immoral. Since we’re in combat, the natural laws would be - if you find a weakness, exploit it. Play to your strengths. Don’t be afraid to win.

I’m making the decision on the assumption that we can reverse it later. Might take effort, but that’s the belief. In the meantime, she’s an enemy and puppeting her is something both sides of our kit let us do. I’m not afraid to put it to use in a battle.
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>>5720286
>Take control of her limbs through her blood and make it look like she's already under you control. Being attacked by her allies should erode some of her stubbornness (Magic/ puppeteering trial. DC 120)
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>>5720783
Agreed on the battle part but still.

>>5720768
Here's hoping.
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>>5720801
Personally, it's the reason I'm voting to puppeteer her body instead of breaking her will.
Either we somehow convince her later or we kill her after we are done.
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>>5720286
>Write in
>"Stop your attacks and i'll spare her"
>Stop the transformation but make her stay still without moving
>Make it so we stop the Berserker curse on the other minor disciples
>"Now we're going to play a little game called "Obey the Divine Beast or join to her undead ranks". If you stop your foolish and senseless attack, i'll make sure to re-attach and cure the blonde bitch's arm, and make sure there's no lasting effects of the curse I put on your disciplines. I'll simply ask for time to make sure my healing attempts aren't butched, tho that doesn't mean they're going to be less painful than what the Ling bitch is feeling right now... Her arm it's going to be useless until she heals, but it will be almost as the perfect condition before I chew it off from your comrade... i'll heal all of you, but the juniors are going to stay with me for some time until the curse it's fully healed, maybe i'll give a spare change so they don't come back with your elders empty handed~ If you don't see my belevolance and grace on this simple offer and decide to attack me... Then you're going to know the true meaning of what 'heretical' really is, right in front of all of you"

We've already won this shit, we already wooped their asses and disfigured/crippled one of them. I say we end this with some honor and give them back to their masters, while also using the juniors to give a little talk and maybe make them join us
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>>5720814
Also pic rel is Huan after she's in front of all the Elders after they ask her why she turned the WB sect elder in a Jiangshi
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>>5720814
>We've already won this shit, we already wooped their asses and disfigured/crippled one of them. I say we end this with some honor and give them back to their masters, while also using the juniors to give a little talk and maybe make them join us
My only problem is them revealing too many of our techniques. Every secret we hold is a weapon they cannot prepare for, after all. There's bound to be a few who survive who noticed something or other. Especially if we let either of these big two go back, and likely the driven one we've been bullying the whole time.
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>>5720814
I’m personally leaning
>Break/kill the cores
>Capture the rest
>Bring them to the Five Colors and Rive Purities sect to attempt prisoner offload

There seem to be a ton of lower-level cultivators here. Most of them aren’t going to give useful info on our techniques, and we also can’t control them long-term due to sheer numbers. We can convert some, but we’re going to end up killing others for threatening civilians or attacking us later. Basically being assholes before they grow wise.

So, bring the lot of them to the FCaFP sect and see if they’ll act as a mediator. We keep people who want to stay with us (or that we don’t feel are safe to return) and they can take the rest. The prisoners can then either join FCaFP or wait until they trade them back to their sects.

They may refuse to involve themselves in the conflict, but if they seek to preserve any form of balance in the lands then they’ll agree. We can’t deal directly with the enemy. There’s too much incentive for us to backstab each other in a war. But if they prove to be a valid intermediary, they can eventually broker the end of the war as a sect that all sides will respect for their honorable behavior and impartiality.
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>>5720286
>>5720338
This i like, you have my support!


Personally i'm more towards killing the cores abduct the promising girl and lift the madness from the rest.
Besides the only technique the survivors might tattle about is the madness they experienced which only means that numbers are meaningless against us.
So just leaving them to pick themselves up and scurry back to their sects is ok to me.
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>>5720852
I want to bully the low-level cultivators for a while by making them help non-cultivators while we drag them somewhere.

I just like the idea of bullying a large group of people into doing good things.
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>>5720814
I refuse the notion of releasing the gold cores.

they are VITAL aspects of both sects we want to destroy, we cannot allow the chance to take out two pieces slip by us.
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Well ok... We KILL the two Golden cores, keep a few of the lower sect members, and we use the five spring sect to contact the Elders of those sects to pick them up like >>5720843 said. Tho not as prisoners, it's already suspicious we bring them already to them, and we're basically bringing the War to their footstep, but if we make some of the teatrics (like summoning a bunch of Ghosts as a temporal army and show to the sect) and just throwing them at him for X bullshit they won't see the sect as our ally.

But again it's still suspicious if they stayed neutral all this time and we go and interact with them, but whatever
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>>5720286
>Eh, she doesn't need to be alive for you to turn into a Jiangshi...explode her heart(Magic trial. DC 140)
The limb thing prob won't work, she's literally asking to be attacked by her allies after all. She'll just willingly take all the attacks. best to just finish the job as soon as possible
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>>5721019
> She'll just willingly take all the attacks.

Sounds like a win/win to me.
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>>5721019
The thing is, she can't willingly take their attacks if we're controlling her limbs. You know, the things people use to fight with? And it's more to buy time. If she starts to attack her allies they have to take just a moment to slow down and strategize how to fight two people at once. We really only need a little bit longer.

And if she does get killed in the process by her allies, we only lose the effort of trying something new. So there really aren't any downsides to it. Sure, there are none to just blowing her heart up either, but still. This is about learning.
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>>5721019
I don't see how that would be a bad thing, but as others have pointed out, it's not like she can do anything about it.

The only way for her to thwart us while we are puppeting her would be to just not move.
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>>5720286
>Eh, she doesn't need to be alive for you to turn into a Jiangshi...explode her heart(Magic trial. DC 140)
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>>5720887
I don’t see it as hugely suspicious. We could use any respected sect to serve as mediators, but they’re the only ones I know of that we aren’t fighting so they’re my choice by default. Kinda bad that weak reason alone qualifies them over everyone else, but no one can argue the simplicity of the logic.

Still, they could see serving as mediators to be too dangerous in itself and turn us down. I feel it’d be dumb, they’ll feel the effects of war even from the sidelines so they should either join a side or be active in bringing peace as a neutral party. But if they turn us down, I won’t press the point and I’d flip to some other plan anons propose.
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>>5721031
>>5721032
>>5721117
what I mean is that it won't work psychologically, to make her turn against her allies, when she has expressed that she wants to be attacked by her allies. it doesn't matter if it 'works' or not in the sense of victory or defeat, because Huan will crush these rabble with or without her help
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>>5721576
Well even if it doesn't wear her down, it would still give us more time to do it ourselves without going full HAM at the expense of everything else.
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Ending the vote now. Sorry for vanishing for four days. A friend introduced me to fire emblem and it has consumed me. Its like digital opium, but it helped me get over a brief writer's block. So there's that, anyways

>>5721179
Much appreciated Junior!

So you'll take control of Golden lock's limbs in an effort to make it seem as if she's already under your control to demoralize the orthodox dogs!

Update will arrive shortly
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Not too mention this golden haired bitch has a lot more willpower than you would've ever expected. Too much dignity, pride, self worth and understanding. You're certain your will is stronger, you'd be not small amount of pride and face on that fact, but when you have to dodge spells that could blast away your meat from your bones while also weaving between the legs of rampaging, giant drunkard that even if they just stumbled and tripped over you would break more than a few of your bones, the otherwise simple and effortless task of imposing your great and unshakeable will upon a lesser mind and weaker spirit than the shining brilliance you were born possessing and have only further honed becomes a true pain in the ass. Snarling and barring your fangs, you sprint beneath the drunk, who is now giving off such a strong killing intent it is even making you feel a little woozy and weak. Guess he's an angry drunk, huh?

And no sooner do you clear him and get out from under his crushing feet, does another volley of spells, this time delayed so they're cast and let off seemingly without end and in a way so the elements they're aligned to empower the next barrage of glowing, explosive death! Hah! If you weren't so focused on bending the ling girl to your will, this fight might be fun, if only because the thrill and rush of actually fighting people who have more than an infant's chance in hell of actually harming you is nearly as enjoyable as it is stressful! But, as the smoke clears as you make expert use of your specter lightness skill and phantom cat step to avoid have your fur singed or say, one of your limbs torn off by the explosions of spiritual energy the core formation experts are hammering the road with, an idea occurs to you. You have to pause the thought and hold it back, as several trees come crashing down where you hit and which is a little too unlucky to be a coincidence. Exactly where the cultivators are aiming their spells is something you'll have to pay a bit closer attention to, but after you finish this devilish thought.

Golden locks is trying to command her underlings to kill her, able to sense, perhaps instinctually, exactly what you're trying to do to her. But, infused with rage and being so focused on blasting you to hell, those same underlings wouldn't be able to tell notice the subtle difference between her being COMPLETELY under your control and only her body being yours to command. The drunkard probably would, since he's more experienced and despite being three sheets to wind, seems like a perspective and shrewd sort. And the more you think on it, the more brilliant this plan is. A mind resisting a command is much harder to bring to heel than a body resisting itself. The flow of blood and movement of muscles is not something as easily or intuitively fended off as mind control, especially for a haughty girl like this one, who barely flinched at having her arm torn off!

roll 2d100. Best out of 5. DC 120
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Rolled 13, 12 = 25 (2d100)

>>5723756
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Rolled 42, 59 = 101 (2d100)

>>5723756
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Rolled 49, 45 = 94 (2d100)

>>5723756
Also do you mind going over the morality stuff since it as a big point of discussion for this vote?
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Rolled 63, 87 = 150 (2d100)

>>5723756
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Rolled 34, 71 = 105 (2d100)

>>5723756
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>>5723763
Great success, 30 over DC

Update will arrive shortly

>>5723762
Sure. First and foremost, it is very hard to lose karma during a life or death fight (Rules of nature and all that). Second, Huan is doing this trying it with about an equal measure of curiosity as she is malice (since the DOS for that role unlocked the technique, instead of just exploding her heart). And third, you can always stop the process or grant them a merciful death if its finished. Keeping her as a pet, assuming she is Jiangshi'd and survives the fight, would probably be bad karma. Since, ya know, that's kinda fucked up
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Besides, wouldn't it be demoralizing to see one of their honored elders, one of the great shining stars of their sects, the lauded and spoiled heroes they all adore, fall so easily to the tricks of a "Demon"? Even as confident as you are that you will win this fight, it never hurts to gather as many advantages as one can hold until victory is not only assured but actually achieved. Who knows what troublesome techniques these dabblers might know? Who knows what secret spells or arts they've been taught that you don't know about. They're probably hiding a few loaded dice up their sleeves, for the same reason you've only used a faction of your own abilities and moves in this battles. If an enemy lives to tell of a technique they witnessed, then the oh so valuable element of surprise side would be torn from your paws, never again to be had. At least until you dream up and invent new, secret techniques and hidden arts. Being cautious is always wiser than being blindly confident.

Some would surely call this a cowardly trick, but a fight won is a fight won. The dead might be able to hold their heads up proudly to have died honorable deaths, but the living can enjoy the fruits of their cunning and treachery in battle. Besides, once someone loses hope they're leagues easier to beat or scare off. So, making up your mind, you relent on your assault on her mind and spiritual self, devoting just enough of your ghostly yin Qi to keep her from fully reverting the changes you've already wrought on her or completely shaking off your influence on her thoughts and flesh, and instead focus your energy and efforts on taking complete control off every drop of blood in her body and exerting that control to puppet her via strings of Blood Qi hooked and buried into her muscles and bones. This is much less of a headache to achieve, since for all of her stubbornness and refusal to just kneel like a good girl, she can't exert any control over her blood and so has absolutely no defense against your blood control.

She might have been able to shrug it off or endure it, if she hadn't already been made weary and weak by having her stomach and leg clawed and an arm torn off and losing a lot of blood from all of those wounds. But she was, so she can't. Turning around to face her, you make a show of pretty lights with a few stray false ghost flames and meaningless spell arrays formed out of their glow to make it seem like the magic you were working on her had succeeded. Which is enough of a shock to give the drunk a pause, as he turns around, ice encased hand raised over his head as he looks back expecting to be attacked from behind. But, unfortunately for him, the form of that attack is different than he imagined and your blood control is so refined and quick that it easily snakes past his defenses.
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>>5723794

Unfortunately, the snaking strike of the girl's ribbon like sword is obviously clumsy, the work of an amateur. You don't often swing around swords, much less one that acts more like a bolt of silk unfurled than a proper blade. Hopefully the heat and excitement of combat with disguise your novice attempt at mimicking golden lock's actual martial style. Blood blossoms out from the drunkard's cherry red face and spreads over his bare chest, but the way his eyes are narrowing doesn't inspire hope that you've managed to fool his eyes even through the haze of intoxication. He steps back, blocking your next, slightly less embarrassing whip like swing with Golden locks' ridiculous sword as a look of utter humiliation and defeat crosses her face as you keep her jaw firmly shut to keep her from begging for death or shouting that she isn't willingly attacking the big brute.

With her one arm raised high over her head, you bring it down again and again, whipping and swigging it around as you try to figure out how to control her whip blade with anything resembling competency and dexterity. Elegance would be impossible to achieve, but at least aligning the edge so it actually cuts where and when you want to instead of sliding harmlessly over flesh or coiling and bouncing away just before it slices as often as the blows actually landing and drawing blood! Furrowing your brow and screwing your face, you do your damned best to figure out how to control and actually fight with that stupid sword of hers while the giant stands stalwart, the hammer of ice encasing his fist now a strong shield that you're using as target practice and slowly chipping away.

Its a race now. a race for him to figure out how you're controlling her body while she is still in control of herself and not yet chained to your imperial will. The others are to busy fending off their blood drunk brethren or have their perceptions clouded with that cloying cloud called rage. Maybe he'll second guess himself and attack, or maybe he'll see how her veins twitch and bulge unnaturally, how her muscles shiver, tense and pull weirdly and come to understand that you hold dominion over the very blood in her veins. While it'd be sweet to see this valiant man strike at the maiden he's worked so hard to protect, you can't risk him figuring out your blood control technique, even if it'd take a miracle for his wine addled mind to fully comprehend the ability or even just a portion of it while its practiced by a master such as yourself

So, a distraction is in order. To further demoralize the already stricken looking core formation experts, you, with a twitch of your whiskers, twist golden locks around in the air, her golden dragon fly wing fluttering as you adjust her bodies position and, now understanding a little better how to actually control where the coils and length of her stupid fucking ribbon sword will end up, throw out her arm and trust with it.
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>>5723795

The ribbon blade rakes across the three core formation experts still standing and the few foundation establishment experts who resisted your curse, and then slices through the ranks of the foundation establishment and Qi condensation cultivators who are still brawling and trying to rip each other apart.

Golden lock's eyes darken and her defiant expression becomes deeply sad and remorseful, almost guilty. While the drunkard's eyes flash and his grim expression hardens. What happens next, you probably should've expected. Bleeding from face and chest, he throws himself between them and erects holds up his shield of ice, wincing as, after a moment of hesitation, the loyal dogs of the orthodoxy at last move to fulfill their elder's command to grant her a merciful death and turn their hand signs from you to her, unleashing the largest barrage of spells yet.

But the drunk got in their way. There's so much shouting, crying and yelled questions to give you a migraine. But when the dust clears, the drunk is still standing, though his sleeves have been blasted away and he's has a couple of bruises and scorch marks on his arms and chest but otherwise look no worse for the wear. Golden locks has tears shimmering in her eyes now, and is actually trying to fight back against your control over her body. But she has no blood qi and thus has to rely solely on her own strength to fight off your control. It feels like pinning down a misbehaving kitten, though the Carmine curse you've pushed into her heart has gained a few inches of grown, as her despair has made her mental fortitude waver.

And the core formation experts are too busy angrily demanding answers from the drunkard to pay any attention to you, since they can't understand why one so wise would risk his life for a pawn of a demon, why one so noble and kind would allow fellow heroic soul to persist in a corrupt and degenerate state. That won't last. He's figured out your trick and your scheme. But this argument can be easily turned to your advantage.

But before that, you glance over your shoulder to make sure the axe maniac is still laid out on the ground. She is, but you had to be sure, the last thing you need is for her to sneak up on you again.

How do you take advantage of their bickering, Huanliuxue?

>By actually subjecting golden lock's will and placing her under your control! (Will/ magic trial. DC 150)

>Lunge at the drunkard's back and rake your claws across it and bite deep into his shoulder while he's recovering from both your blows and intercepting his allies' own attack (Martial trial DC 110)

>Remove the core formation annoyances from the board, by finally retaliating with a barrage of your own! (Magic trial, DC 95)

>Attempt to critically wound the drunkard with the Ling bitch's ribbon sword (Martial trial DC 170. Succeeding will mean Huan has learned how to wield the bizarre ribbon like blade)

>write in

>>5723762
Or did you mean in general, rather than for current events?
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>>5723796
>Lunge at the drunkard's back and rake your claws across it and bite deep into his shoulder while he's recovering from both your blows and intercepting his allies' own attack (Martial trial DC 110)
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>>5723796
>>Attempt to critically wound the drunkard with the Ling bitch's ribbon sword (Martial trial DC 170. Succeeding will mean Huan has learned how to wield the bizarre ribbon like blade)
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>>5723796
>Lunge at the drunkards back

The sword is irrelevant, and only good for boasting.

>>5723771
Thanks gramps. We can put her out of her misery then. After the fact is done.
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>>5723796
>By actually subjecting golden lock's will and placing her under your control! (Will/ magic trial. DC 150)
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>>5723796
>By actually subjecting golden lock's will and placing her under your control! (Will/ magic trial. DC 150)

While they’re distracted, we could run up to her and give her blood buffs too. Reshape her, make her body stronger etc. The stuff we did as the corpsejumper.

I’ll toss in a little banter for her too.
>”How noble of him. If only you could see I’m no monster either. When you two are gone, the rest will be treated with respect.”
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>>5723796
>Lunge at the drunkard's back and rake your claws across it and bite deep into his shoulder while he's recovering from both your blows and intercepting his allies' own attack (Martial trial DC 110)
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>>5723796
>"How noble of you drunken master how about a deal. Since you care so much about her. You vow to the heavens to serve me until I release you from service . If you try to act in betraying me you forever lose your cultivation. If you do I swear to let her live today and go free. As long as she promises to the heavens never to speak of what happened today by any means or her cultivation be crippled and she be struck by heavenly thunder till she dies."
>"As for the rest... They leave there tongue, serve me until I release them, or die."
> Be ready to be attacked
Figured it would be interesting.
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>>5723796
Attempt to critically wound the drunkard with the Ling bitch's ribbon sword (Martial trial DC 170. Succeeding will mean Huan has learned how to wield the bizarre ribbon like blade)
I’m feeling greedy
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>>5723796
>Lunge at the drunkard's back and rake your claws across it and bite deep into his shoulder while he's recovering from both your blows and intercepting his allies' own attack (Martial trial DC 110)
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>>5723796
>By actually subjecting golden lock's will and placing her under your control! (Will/ magic trial. DC 150)
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>>5723796
>Attempt to critically wound the drunkard with the Ling bitch's ribbon sword (Martial trial DC 170. Succeeding will mean Huan has learned how to wield the bizarre ribbon like blade)
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>>5723796
>>Lunge at the drunkard's back and rake your claws across it and bite deep into his shoulder while he's recovering from both your blows and intercepting his allies' own attack (Martial trial DC 110)
Taking him out means we have all the time in the world to figure out what's going on with the lady and the mysticism.
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There we go boys. Officially in the big leagues with random hate. Screencap for the occasion. I'll bust out the good schnapps.
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I guess we have gotten pretty big, both totally word count and thread size wise.
Good for us, and congratulations to Grandfather for this monumental occasion.
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>>5723796
>>Lunge at the drunkard's back

>>5725098
The last time was in thread 1, wasn't it? Something about huan being a female cat.

Though I can admit we haven't ever really lost anything, and our decisions and their consequences have not been dire expeditions into extreme danger.

To be honest I've been expecting Baoli ensouled into a demonic cultivator to pop up holding one of our beast disciples by the scruff of their neck and doing the whole "look at everything you have now, that you can lose" that's so popular in recurring villains. All because we tossed his severed head into a fiery pit, which we know is pointless; hellfire? hurt Baoli? He'd be more likely to eat it. And the lack of soul knowledge and detection we had then not allowing us hard confirmations of where his soul went.

But our successes all seem typical of xianxia protag heaven's defying hyper competency combined with a character adverse to putting themselves into moronic danger. IE, beating Baoli by expending resources with good strategy, keeping our sect hidden until we couldn't, teaching our disciples to get dumb high bonuses and reliable backup, not challenging an old dragon to a wrestling match, and so on.

I've interpreted the interference of Five Colors as less "mary sue we're the best ever we get all the good godly friends" and more as he's schooling his own descendants.

Anon may just be more used to Xianxia where the protag closes the door behind them on their jade beauty on accident and that's the que for them to be kidnapped, gangbanged by demons and beasts, and soulraped into a pill cauldron.

Do we have it too easy?

Should we try to be more daring?
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>>5725119
I for one can't wait for the Crow-King salty runback. His showing back up is all but guaranteed as the superfan he is. Or maybe he's busy fighting in hell to train, no longer a big fish in a small pond like others had claimed despite his name and fame. One day we'll pop down there for some dresses and there'll be an envoy from the newly inaugurated Crow Emperor instead.

I wonder if he'll attain a flame hotter AND colder than hell itself. Some really wacky shit. Or maybe he'll add some other spice to his repertoire. Maybe pick up some tricks from his obsession. So exciting.

As for FCG, he'd probably have done something to stonewall the heavens on his own regardless of who he was protecting, given how Earth-Shatteringly-Fuckass-Mad he was, and probably still is. We just were lucky we were the ones who got to benefit from it.

Personally I think it's a great change of pace to be able to actually prepare in a quest and really have it matter. Plenty of quests give an opportunity to get ready for something and then treat it as if it doesn't really matter and the opposition has an answer for it already despite not knowing about it ahead of time. Sometimes being able to breeze through an encounter because you properly laid the grounds is cathartic as hell. That being said, any rematch we have will likely be met with just as much preparation. In different ways, sure, but preparedness nonetheless.
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>>5725119
>>5725138
If you want the literary reason for FCE's existence, it's to keep the playing field fair.
As mentioned, we are defying people at the high end of the cultivation spectrum and as we have demonstrated with these fools, a level is enough to significantly shift balance of power in one side's favour.
So to keep the game from ending in a "and then the heavens smite you" without adding in a "heavens notice you" meter, the FCE is the difficulty ceiling of what can go looking to cause trouble for us without it being blatently unfair.
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>>5725281
As for the hatepost guy.
Eh.

I stopped taking him seriously when he said "stupid bugman fantasy novel is more suited to jerking off" since it's railing against the style rather than the substance of the quest.
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It's xianxia. Stupid power levels and nigh invulnerable MCs are the dominant tropes. Although I do enjoy episodes where the MC gets captured by the baddies, tortured, gang banged, powers stolen before they escape and enact a bloody vengeance on everyone. Those are always fun. We could have one those for a change.
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>>5725285
That would require us to be stupid or the orthadox sects to be clever.

Hence, are an impossibility.
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>>5725098
It's time for a sect wide celebration!
>>5725281
We might not even been guaranteed to get his patronage if we played differently, since we had to go to the primordial wilds, investigate the temple, and give a good impression.
I imagine that a more evil route might have gotten something like the patronage of the devilmind's ghost to stop the heavens from just ending the quest, or even an independent route where we could have found a way to hide our breakthroughs.
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>>5723796
>Remove the core formation annoyances from the board, by finally retaliating with a barrage of your own! (Magic trial, DC 95)
>"Whoever survives take this to your handlers; STAY OUT OF CHUAN, AS YOU VALUE YOUR LIVES!"
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Ending the vote now, tallying the result. Did I miss something lol?

Lunge at the drunkard's back and rake your claws across it and bite deep into his shoulder while he's recovering from both your blows and intercepting his allies' own attack:6

Attempt to critically wound the drunkard with the Ling bitch's ribbon sword :3

By actually subjecting golden lock's will and placing her under your control!:3

"How noble of you drunken master how about a deal...etc": 1


Remove the core formation annoyances from the board, by finally retaliating with a barrage of your own!: 1
-"Whoever survives take this to your handlers; STAY OUT OF CHUAN, AS YOU VALUE YOUR LIVES!":1

So you'll lunge at the drunkard's back and rake it with your claws and bite deeply into his shoulder while he's still catching his breath from playing the hero.

Update will arrive shortly

>>5725098
What kinda schnapps?

>>5725109
>>5725330

Heh

>>5725119
>>5725138
>>5725281
I did really, really enjoy writing that crazy bastard...

>>5725330
There's a lot you missed by playing Huan as mostly a good girl, and lots you unlocked by being so kindly. That's all I'll say on the matter.
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After all it'd be incredibly humiliating to be snuck up on while ambushing someone who made the lethal folly of turning their back to you and exposing their neck. Any cat would lose their pride and dignity if such a thing occurred to them, which is why you've taken every precaution you can in the seconds between spotting a target and pouncing to make sure it doesn't happen to you. Oh it'd be so shameful you might just die from embarrassment if it happened! Sure the name Huanliuxue isn't beloved or respected in the world of cultivation yet, but in the Chuan region of the former heavens' blessed empire at least that name is still treasured and adored by thousands! If word spread you got startled like a kitten finding a cucumber beside their tail, then surely even the most devout would begin to question the legitimacy of their spiritual guardian, right?

Glancing back again, you watch the girl on the ground for any movement or sign that she's faking hacking up her lungs and choking on her own blood. But a tell tale gurgle and shiver of her legs inspires within you confidence that she won't be standing back up to swing that axe of hers at your back or tail. Pushing aside and burying the meandering question of how and where exactly she found an axe when she was carrying a sword when you first knocked her down out of your mind, you turn your predatory state back on the open back of the drunkard who is still reeling and catching his breath after blocking an attack that could rearrange the face of a mountain. That kind of durability is impressive, but all that display did is make you want to test your claws and fangs against that proud back of his to see if they break what the magic traditions of the orthodoxy could barely bruise!

Licking your fangs, you press yourself low to the ground. The vein hunting eye reveals exactly where his veins are along his back and shoulder and which of them hold the most of his wine infused blood. Though that knowledge isn't worth much, every cat from the proudest of tigers to the meekest of lap pets knows to aim for the neck and spine when hunting prey. The Ling Girl trashes, struggling against your control as she helplessly watches you line up your trajectory to pounce on her friend she found in the fight. Wiggling your hindquarters, your tail sticks straight up.

And swift as falling lightning, you sprint, running so fast as to become a crimson blur as you kick off the ground and raise up your claws to hook and bury them in the drunkard's tanned hide.

roll 2d100. best of 5. DC 110
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Rolled 66, 57 = 123 (2d100)

>>5725670
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Rolled 28, 61 = 89 (2d100)

>>5725670
fuck you
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Rolled 33, 59 = 92 (2d100)

>>5725670
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Rolled 3, 33 = 36 (2d100)

>>5725670
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Rolled 1, 2 = 3 (2d100)

>>5725670
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>>5725677
>>5725678
>>5725687
>>5725689
See, this is why I went for the option with the second lowest dc.

>>5725689 is a hilariously bad roll though.
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>>5725689
Thank God for no more mischiefs, because this is horrendous
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>>5725692
It's the same reason I voted for that as well, we may roll 2d100 without critfails now, but the DCs have also increased.
We shouldn't get too cocky.
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Heee the butt wiggles. Pity our degree of success was low.
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>>5725671
Nice success, 10 0ver dc. Update will arrive shortly
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He has no time to react to your attack. Barring your fangs only to sink them into the flesh of his shoulder, you bite into the bone there as you use kick your hindlegs with claws extended into the bottom of his back, tearing his clothing and the skin beneath into a red ruin. Stripping flesh to ribbons, spilling rivers of blood, you bite down harder, clamping down like a vice onto his shoulder before shaking your head, tearing the flesh there and scrapping the bone, which begins to crack beneath the crushing pressure of your fangs as you rake your forepaws down and make the upper half of his back resemble the minced meat of the bottom.

But the drunkard doesn't scream, he doesn't even flinch or twitch. He stands tall and proud still, even as you gnaw his muscles to mulch and work at turning the bones of his shoulder and collar into pulp beneath your fangs. Blood fills your mouth as a fresh coating of blood sprays onto your fur and begins to soak in, giving a sheen to its surface and making its blood red color all the more vivid and intense. And the moment his steaming blood touches your tongue, you realize your one mistake. His blood is actually alcoholic. The sweet taste of blood is soon replaced with the unpleasant burn of liquor and the fumes clinging to your fur begin to make you feel woozy. But the smell and taste of alcohol are both abhorrent, you remain firmly latched to his back, ignoring the vapors clouding your senses and spitting at the blood that fills your instead of swallowing it before you bite back down, twice as hard and twice as viciously. But even so, the blood stings your mouth and the taste of blood mixed with wine lingers on your tongue as the invisible spirit of the spirits he consumed make your eyes water and your nose clog. Now thoroughly pissed off by the assault of wine already drunk, you claw and bite him with increased ferocity over and over as he tries to dislodge you from his back.

Which is odd. Not that he's trying to get the ox sized cat tearing him to pieces off of his shoulders, but that it took him so long and he's putting so little effort into it. The tipsy feeling of just being splattered with his probably flammable blood nearly made the gut feeling that's something is wrong, that this is too easy pass by unnoticed. He isn't trying to throw or pry you off. Its a distraction, to keep you focused on ripping and tearing. The vein hunting eye reveals his true plan. Subtle shifts of the flow of blood. He's gathering strength in the muscles on his back.

The bastard is trying to trap your fangs and claws in his own flesh. To hold you still and use himself as an executionary wall while you're helpless and unable to escape. That's clever, deviously clever! Diabolic even! Sacrificing his own body to ensure victory.
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>>5725782

And your wild assault on him has given the core formation experts all the time in the world to cast more intricate and powerful spells, now that you've stopped attacking them with your still struggling puppet. Unfortunately, there is one flaw in this plan. One fatal flaw. A simple fact he overlooked

You are not a bloodthirsty, senseless beast. If you kept clawing, you'd expose his ribs and his longs. If you kept biting, you'd crush his shoulder blade and render his arm useless. But if you keep clinging onto him, if you keep raking your claws and nashing your fangs, you'll be defenseless when he clenches his muscles and traps you with them. The wounds you've dealt him already are terrible enough, so there's no reason to keep holding onto his back and risk being battered with another barrage of spells. Except...what if you could trick him to falling into his own trap? Wait until the last moment before pulling back your claws and unlatching your jaws from his shoulder?

Hmmm

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Gamble and continue ripping and tearing him until the last possible moment (Martial/ haste trial. DC 120)

>Bite down into his bone, and try and force his body around the moment the core formation experts unleash their attack, so as to use him as a living shield (Strength Trial. DC 180)

>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)

>Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground (Martial trial. DC 90. DC lowered due to surprise)

>Write in
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>>5725784
>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
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>>5725784
>>Hold for just a moment to convince him his plan has worked while we prepare a spell of our own, then once it is ready and long before he is, leap away and strike him with our magic.
Aim a spear of ice directly for his battered spine. No muscle directly over it, just around it. Sever some vertebrae and suddenly he's half the man he once was. If he wants to take such pride in his back, we'll just break it.
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>Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground (Martial trial. DC 90. DC lowered due to surprise)

Just the looks on their faces will be worth it
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>>5725784
>Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground (Martial trial. DC 90. DC lowered due to surprise)
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>>5725784
>Write in

Puppet Goldilocks to be our meat shield from the spells, then channel a tremendous amount of metal qi through our claws, enough to put this brute down like a dog!

Kill them both and be done with it!
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>>5725784
>Inject your internal Gu into his bloodstream to dissolve his bones, then let go and dodge the next volley of spells.
His blood isn’t dissolving us, so I’d say we have the stronger acid. It’s basically the “let go” option but with the addition of a parting gift.
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>>5725784
>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
Showing off all of our abilities is only to our detriment, unless we fully plan on exterminating everyone here. There's no need to turn human here.
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>>5725784
>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
I'd vote "turn human" but I can't remember if we already revealed ourselves able to do that and don't want to give an advantage away.
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>>5725784
>>5725921
>>5725922
Can these be combined? The metal qi lightning should prevent his muscles from contracting according to his whims, and though they'll still contract it won't happen orderly and in his control. If we inject our internal Gu alongside that his attempt to trap us in a drunken embrace will still backfire no matter what he tries to follow it up with.

The risk being alcohol is not a great conductor of lightning, so applying our Gu to his bloodstream and our direct qi attack to his muscles basically cover each other.

He has seemed so far like the type of fighter to keep healing in reserve, whether that's by drink or pill. I feel like frying and poisoning him before he's forced to try those will negate it better than prolonging the battle.
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>>5726024
I'm cool with adding poison to lightning. Could always jam our veins into him to transmit the electricity too.
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>>5725784
>>Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground (Martial trial. DC 90. DC lowered due to surprise)
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>>5725784
>Bite down into his bone, and try and force his body around the moment the core formation experts unleash their attack, so as to use him as a living shield (Strength Trial. DC 180)
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>>5725784
>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
We haven't revealed our human form yet and I don't want to, in case someone escapes alive.
I also like >>5726024 but have to vote as I did so that turning human doesn't win.
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>>5725784
>Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground (Martial trial. DC 90. DC lowered due to surprise)
Leg lock log lock
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>>5725922
I'll support that. We've already got our teeth in his bones, so lets just inject it and go.

>SUPPORTIN
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>>5725784
>Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground (Martial trial. DC 90. DC lowered due to surprise)
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>>5725784
>>5725784
>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
>Inject your internal Gu into his bloodstream to dissolve his bones, then let go and dodge the next volley of spells.
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>>5725784
>Bite down into his bone, and try and force his body around the moment the core formation experts unleash their attack, so as to use him as a living shield (Strength Trial. DC 180)
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>>5725784
>>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
>>Inject your internal Gu into his bloodstream to dissolve his bones, then let go and dodge the next volley of spells.
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>>5725784
>Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells (Magic/ dodge trial. DC 100)
I'd also like to back the electrocution and acid injection combo.
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Ending the vote, tallying now.

Let go and hop off, smirking smugly as you throw golden locks against him bodily, and then dodge the next volley of spells:7

Hold for just a moment to convince him his plan has worked while we prepare a spell of our own, then once it is ready and long before he is, leap away and strike him with our magic.:1
Ice spear: 1


Simply turn human, and wrap your legs around his face, before using your feline martial arts to throw him to the ground:5

Puppet Goldilocks to be our meat shield from the spells, then channel a tremendous amount of metal qi through our claws, enough to put this brute down like a dog!:3
+ Poison: 3

Inject your internal Gu into his bloodstream to dissolve his bones, then let go and dodge the next volley of spells.:8
+ lightning:4

Bite down into his bone, and try and force his body around the moment the core formation experts unleash their attack, so as to use him as a living shield:2

Think we may have broken a record of vote numbers on this one. And a very close one, but Injecting the Sinner Bone centipede venom before letting go to dodge wins it by a hair, and since half of the votes for it ask for a bit and shock and awe, you'll do that to!

Update will arrive shortly, and the DC will be revealed then
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Suddenly there's a sensation like a spark being struck inside of your head, as an idea rockets to the surface of your thoughts and explodes, wiping away everything else cluttering your mind as it reveals itself brilliantly as the both best option of attack against your intoxicated foe as well as the choice least likely to end with you getting battered with spells, dipped in acidic, crushed under a giant's back or any other terrible and totally undeserved punishment. And while like every living thing bar a few exceptions you prefer to avoid pain and wounds, you've also so far haven't taken a single hit this entire fight and how better to display your natural superiority and skill than besting two of the so called "Monsters" of the orthodox sects without shedding a single drop of blood, unwillingly at least, since your blood is just as useful out of your veins as it is within.

And the idea, is simply a little voice mewling "Wait, I have an internal gu, don't I? My fangs can inject the deadly venom of the sinner bone centipede! AH! My fangs are directly touching and even crushing the bones of the drunkard's shoulder!", and realizing that, considering where you're biting and that simply melting the bones of this dog of the orthodoxy is less risky than some of your other, in hindsight, wild, overly risky or complex maneuvers and plans of attacks. Such as using your bite force to try and wrangle the drunk 's stumbling to put him between yourself and the next volley of spells or revealing your simple form and trying to toss him to the ground with a leg lock, a plan which you chose to trash partially because of how heavy he is and also because he in now way deserves such the grand privilege of having his dullard's head touched by your lovely human legs. And some had more merit, like launching golden locks at him like a ball or a particularly squirmy spear, injecting him and filling him with bone melting venom is simply a better idea all around. More sensible and safer as well.

However, why end it there? Why act like a simple viper? Why not add a little flair to the attack? A little misdirection in the form of skin searing and blood boiling lighting! And now that you think on it, the drunk might be able to resist the venom on its own or shrug of being electrocuted when anyone else would be reduced to a smoking pile of bones. Just poisoning him still leaves you at risk of being trapped by his muscles, but if those powerful muscles of his were spasming, twitching and cooking beneath his skin, well that's less of a risk of you getting caught and looking like a total idiot and rank amateur!

roll 2d100. Best out of five. DC 135 (Magic/ Alchemy trial)
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Rolled 51, 1 = 52 (2d100)

>>5727578
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Rolled 9, 48 = 57 (2d100)

>>5727578
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Rolled 43, 38 = 81 (2d100)

>>5727578
BIG MONEY BABY, BIG MONEY
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>>5727598
Naaaaah i'm not cooking ever again, man
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Still here, just waiting
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>>5727640
Do you want us to roll again?
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>>5727645
You can if you want to, I'm patient. It gives me more time to drink tea and read random Xianxia bullshit
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Rolled 21, 2 = 23 (2d100)

>>5727578
>>5727647
Fuck it YOLO
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>>5727648
Now that just ain't right.
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Rolled 57, 48 = 105 (2d100)

>>5727578
welp. here's hoping he doesn't suplex us.
>[dubious use of artifact]
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>>5727651
Wow, exactly 30 below DC. A painful failure, update will arrive shortly

>>5727649
The winds of fortune have not favored you in the slightest, junior
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Rolled 28, 48 = 76 (2d100)

>>5727578
Don't worry guys, a turtle has arrived to save the day
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'Wait' You realize in that very same deciding moment of brilliant clarity of thought, unmired by the thrill of combat 'How exactly am I supposed to inject venom?'. Like a brick launched into your face, you realize you haven't ever actually used the internal gu you formed out of that sinner bone centipede's ichor and can't figure out how to push the venom from the Gu and through your mighty fags. Its like your brain has shattered to a thousand pieces at this realization as you struggle to figure out how to spit out the bone melting venom. Your fur, already standing up from the static charge you were generating with Metal Qi fizzles out as you start to panic and focus on finding the muscles and sinews that control the Gu. There is no crack of thunder, no awe and fear inspiring bolt of lightning.

Screwing your face and furrowing your brow in frustration, you struggle to find the part of you that'll allow you inject your deadly venom without having a clear idea or instinctual gut feeling to direct you in its administration. And as that frustration grows and starts to transform into outright panic and seething anger as you refuse to let go of your plan to melt the drunkards bone and then electrocute him until every part of him including his bones are charred black and smoldering, your attempts to produce the Gu Venom flounder quicker and quicker. You narrow and open your eyes, wiggle your nose, stretch and retract your claws, flick and stiffen your tail, roll around your tongue.

And with every strip of muscle or patch of flesh you try to command to release the Gu that is incapable of, every failure and bumble makes you more and more confused, your thoughts turning into a tangled mess as your pride refuses to give an inch and the rest of you begins to panic. Not because you'll look like a fool, because no one could tell you were scrambling to spit out a Gu into the drunkard's flesh, but because every second counted and you knew that each you wasted trying to figure out how to use your internal Gu was a second closer to something even more humiliating and painful than simply being unable to shoot venom out of your fangs. But despite knowing how deep of a hole you had dug for yourself, you couldn't climb out of it because the thought that you could use the Gu you had earned and cultivated inside of yourself infuriated you to the point of near madness. Desperation rising, you tried again and again, focusing on muscles and organs you could never exert actual control over with your blood qi in a last ditch effort to expel the Gu.

And by then, panic, frustration and desperation are replaced with white hot rage and tearful indignation. This can't be happening! You're the daughter of the poison fairy herself! The Toad princess welcomed you into Her family, how can you be unable to use the skills she prides herself on? Your the beloved disciple and daughter of the serpent whose venom could slay dragons, and you can't poison a drunken idiot!
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>>5727681
You're failing, failing your mother! What will Monu think of you if she learns that you failed as a poisoner, that you can't use a Gu as easily as she does! She makes it seem as easy as breath, why why WHY CAN'T YOU MAKE IT WORK! NO NO NO! THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE THIS IS...

A series of explosive of sounds and pains dashes your already scattered and frantic thoughts. You don't know what exactly happened, but some of your fur is frozen. Some of it is smoking. Some of it is sizzling and your head is swimming and feels like it is spinning in circles. And as you lay on the ground, counting your teeth and making sure your claws are all properly lined and not torn out, you feel a drop of luke warm liquid drop upon your tongue and realize that the muscle needed to extract the gu from its vessel inside of you is located in your neck, along the back of your spine, near where it connects to your skull, connecting to your upper and lower jaws from curious strands of muscle that you are certain weren't there before.

And, while feeling that you haven't lost any fangs or had your precious claws ripped out, you realize immediately, from all the painful bruising and throbbing across your body, you took the brunt of the core formation experts barrage and have been sent flying. And those bastards are cheering.

Simmering with irritation and wincing in pain, you roll over and stand up unsteadily, swearing to make them pay for every damage strand of fur and smudge of dirt on your luxurious coat. Shaking off the ice, putting out the small flames on your back with the same motion, you blink a few times to unsmudge your vision. There's a great ache in your jaw and your back feels like nails have been hammered into it.

'But at least I solved the mystery of my Gu' You try to encourage yourself but somehow that just makes you feel worse especially once the blur of colors become defined again and you see the drunkard try to free the frozen Ling Bitch from your spell, as she was still paralyzed from the last act of blood control you placed on her. Her eyes flicked in her direction to the pitiful sight you must've looked like with frazzled whiskers and dirty fur and a look of delicious terror slowly crawled on her frozen expression as you refused to give up any more ground against her in the battle for her mind, as you'd been forced a few steps back after being tossed through the air and slammed through several trees. In fact, you recall that you stood up from the remains of a large boulder, once your head stopped spinning.

And the drunkard turned as well, and had a face very much like an ogre when she spotted you still standing.

"Toughest demon I've ever met. That should've broken your back. What exactly are you made of?" He asked through his teeth, looking nearly as furious as you felt. But when you took a step forward, you found that one of your back paws was limping and unsteady as a molten stream of agony shot up your spine.
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>>5727682

Nothing that would slow you down, but it was annoyingly painful

"Stronger stuff than you" You snarled threateningly as your fur stood up on end

"Or at least break your jaw, so we may be mercifully rid of your ravings!' He bellowed, standing a bit too steadily for a man who just had his back ripped open and flayed and there were specks of an almost lilac hued liquid on his face.

Spitting and hissing, you lower yourself to the ground, eyes flicking between him, the intolerably smug core formation experts, the ling bitch who wasn't a threat currently and the girl with an axe, who had crawled closer to her weapon but hadn't stood. Good, you were worried for a moment she'd be right behind you to make this awful day worse. You've already been humiliated from taking such a shameful blow, being snuck up on by a wheezing human would've wounded your pride too terribly to even think about it. So you don't.

Not just because thinking about it makes you feel sad, but because the drunk is rushing you and the Ling girl is trying to break out from the chains of your carmine mysticism. And of course, the cheering idiots are giving him covering fire.

Sighing through your nose, you begin to tremble more out of sheer rage than the pains of cracked bones, bruised flesh and a damaged ego.

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Use the blood red lightning cat step and charge at the bastard, aiming for his throat this time with fangs primed with venom and crimson lightning (Martial/haste trial. DC 125)

>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)

>Stop fighting with any fairness or nobility, and pull Ghost empress melody from where you hid it to slam into the back of the drunks head (Strength/ Trickery trial. DC 130)

>Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe (Trickery/ Martial trail DC 111)

>Some of the core formation experts are focused on containing Golden locks, well aware of what will happen if she transforms into a Jiangshi. So make that nightmare a reality (Will/ Magic Trial. DC 165)

>write in
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)
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>>5727683
>>Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe (Trickery/ Martial trail DC 111)
A decisive strike. No more games. I'm worried he'll cut his losses and run if we kill the little rats hooting like monkeys. And while he is certainly too injured to escape normally, he may have some trinket or hidden skill especially for it.

But those little fucks are next.
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>>5727683
>Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe (Trickery/ Martial trail DC 111)
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>>5727683
>Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe (Trickery/ Martial trail DC 111)
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)

They have to die regardless, let them die as their cheering turn to terror,
Before they realize they lost the moment the battle began and try to escape.
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>>5727683
>Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe (Trickery/ Martial trail DC 111)
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>>5727683
>>Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe (Trickery/ Martial trail DC 111)
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>>5727689
>Support

I want to taunt them, and correct them repeatedly that we are magical beasts. But eh, maybe it's not worth it.
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)
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>>5727683
>>Stop fighting with any fairness or nobility, and pull Ghost empress melody from where you hid it to slam into the back of the drunks head (Strength/ Trickery trial. DC 130)
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)

No more playing around. It's time we dismantle them, limb by limb, body by body.
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)
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>>5727689

See, I think if we kill the small fry he'll take it personally and refuse to back down when he should have.
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>>5727930
It's possible. But I figure he'll look at his injuries, look at how Huan is still very much going strong, and then that he has to basically 1v1 this thing and decide discretion is the better part of valor.

I'd be sure he would stay and fight if he were healthier and we killed them, but I've just got that little feeling in my guts, you know? Could be wrong, intuition oft is, but hey. I won't be bitter whichever option wins.
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that was an impressively bad set of rolls.
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>>5727948
That anon who complained Huan never encounters adversity clearly has messed with our qi.
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>>5727964
His was the dao of whining. An exceptionally persistent and sinister law.
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)
Don't be prideful and try to end the fight in one update.
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)
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>>5727933
He seems somewhat moral, for a chinaman. By cultivator standards, the dude is almost the picture of grace but something about how much he is described as immensely enraged and ogre-ish/demon-ish is making me think that he's got a deepseated issue and coping mechanism for his alcoholism.

He isn't an idiot but at the same time, he's not unskilled.
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Man... I feel bad for killing the more weak part of the army, even if they're deserving it for mocking us.
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>>5728169
I mean, they kinda have to die anyway. Or convert, but. We all know how that'll go.
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>>5727683
>Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts (Magic Trial. DC 92)

>>5728169
I don't.
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>>5728169
I don't either. Not one bit.

The three core formation experts have signed their death warrents with that mockery.
the foundation establishment SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ASSASSINS!

but the Qi condensation and lower lot, we are liable to spare. Because on one hand, assassin squad. On the other, actual babies and juniors, they are below us completely.

That last, very angry core formation though. I quite like the cut of her Jib.
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>>5728196

We have got to examine her grudge once this settles a bit more.
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>>5728196
Remember that if these guys do decide to play the long con or not cooperate, it might be our sect members who wind up getting hurt, rather than us.
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>>5728169
Snipers are annoying, and then they had the audacity to get cocky after landing 1 hit.
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>>5728169

Just remember what they would do to any of our beast disciples. Ten generations of hunting and butchering sentient animals for nothing more than a pittance of power.
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>>5728184
>>5728196
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>>5728344
Nah you're right, fuck them
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>>5728238
There is always an element of risk to any act of mercy.

But it is not in the nature of imperial royalty to fold at mere "maybe's"
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AND we're back
Ending the vote, tallying now.

Those bastards mocking and jeering at you are going to die, so focus your attention on making that desire a reality by creating a rain of destructive Yin spheres and Vein Draining Fang darts:9

Realizing that the fool doesn't know you have a Supreme Yin Physique, trick him into using his sect's ice magic against you and catch him unaware with the red death scythe:6

Stop fighting with any fairness or nobility, and pull Ghost empress melody from where you hid it to slam into the back of the drunks head.: 1

So blasting the backline wins! Update will arrive shortly
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Chains of eye searing sunlight, spears of solid blue ice, and spheres and drills of Qi fill the scarlet hued gloom with multicolored glow, like a rainbow gracing clear skies after a torrent of rain. But the blood mist is still hanging and the chaos rain is still falling, and for all of their celebrating, the cultivators who cast and fired all of these spells have come no closer to defeating you than the crimson rain pelting your back or the mud soaking into the fur on your paws. In fact all they've achieved is royally pissing you off! Soiling and dirtying your imperial regalia, the wonderous hide which you were born wearing and have spared no expense or effort in grooming and maintaining is enough on its own to drive you screaming over the edge of cool composure into the boiling vat of murderous rage.

But these bastards went a step further than that. These stupid arrogant pieces of shit laughed at you. Even the crow king, with how creepy and obsessive he was towards you, knew not to laugh at you. For all of his evil and monstrous nature, that devil amongst devils knew their were lines you simply do not cross, if only for self preservations' sake. And while you've long ago accepted that the best you'll get out of the misguided dogs of the orthodoxy is the kind of respect that sprouts out of mortal terror and dread, you still expect to be respected. To be fear. For them to treat their encounters with the great Huanliuxue with the gravity and trepidation they deserve. Would these hairless apes laughing and snicker at the approach of the empress of all beasts and ghosts? Would they titter behind their sleeves when a goddess walks among them. These pieces of shit, these stupid bastards have a death wish! That's the only explanation for why the continue to cheer and make mockery of you.

Hooting and hollering as if they've already won, as if their little stings were a fatal blow and not just a lucky hit they got in while you were distracted trying to kill their elder in one of the most painful methods you could've employed. Having your skeleton melted from inside you is not a pleasant way to die. That's the kind of death that makes the maddest of all hungry ghosts, and yet they're howling with laughter, mirthfully mocking she who could with a flick of her tail could send them all hurtling into the next life, like they're unaware of the threat you pose to all of them now that they've gotten you on your back once!

The longer you ruminate on these thoughts and reflect on the unforgiveable transgressions of those little dancing monkeys, the angrier you get. And while they not be able to see it on your feline face, for all their stupidity they should be able to sense the crashing wave of killing intent you're directing towards them as your tail swishes and sways furiously behind you. And judging from the sudden flash of light in the drunkard's eyes, he's realized the grave and final mistake of his juniors as well.
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>>5729467

As if he could stop them from receiving the just rewards they have earned with their churlish behavior! Let him and all the world see the price of making fun of Huanliuxue!

roll 2d100. Best out of 5. DC 92
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Rolled 74, 45 = 119 (2d100)

>>5729468
redemption is the uncut morning cloud
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Rolled 49, 62 = 111 (2d100)

>>5729468
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Rolled 58, 34 = 92 (2d100)

>>5729468
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Rolled 11, 91 = 102 (2d100)

>>5729468
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dyIilW_eBjc
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Rolled 12, 36 = 48 (2d100)

>>5729468
DOOM
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>>5729471
20 over DC. good success. Update will arrive shortly

>>5729481
Heh
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Silent and swift as death, you make your move, reigning in your emotions to keep your tail's movements in check as you go from trembling to sprinting as the drunkard stampedes towards you, looking like a complete fool adopting his drunken martial arts delicate almost crane like movements with that big, overgrown body of his. One thing everything cat is adept at is avoiding unwanted contact, affectionate or not. A drunks like to pet and harass cats. So even though the stakes and power level is much higher here, avoiding the shuffling kicks and wildly swung haymakers is almost second nature to you. Though you aren't entirely certain if that is because of your experiences as a stupid normal cat or if from some instinct inherited by your mundane ancestors who spent all their lives being bothered and chased by bumbling humans for one reason or another. Either way, its child's play to avoid the barrage of stumbles turned to crescent or axe kicks and wide swings of his meaty fists that turn into a rolling body slam as he mock trips and twists to try and crush you beneath his slowly healing back. And its that last move that you take advantage of to find an opening in the defense of ceaseless volleys of spells. Their fire power isn't anything to be concerned about, but the sheer volume of mystical attacks and magical chains and expanding spears of ice thrown your way is something to take seriously, if only because getting hit by one of their pitiful spells might throw off your concentration and get your tail trampled by the rampaging drunkard or worse, have one of those earthquaking punches of ring your head like a gong. A blow of that magnitude would be much harder to shrug off than being caught in a second explosion of Qi set off by over a dozen different and elementally opposed spells striking you at once.

But thankfully neither of those things come to pass, as the moment the drunk master throws himself to the ground in a vain hope to crush you beneath his bulk, you zip beneath him and and keep running as he falls and fails to catch himself. Must've underestimated how much having a torn open back hurt, and overestimated the rapidity of the healing pill or elixir he'd shoved down his throat while you were recovering from the audacious cheapshot of his juniors.

Who all looked well and properly terrified now that you've cleared their protector and were running straight for their wall of barrier and protection spells. Though a pond of acidic wine was between you and them, it is no obstacle to you. With your Youling Qinggong, you don't so much as leap into the air as you are lifted by a gentle breeze murmuring through the woods, rolling around once or twice as the three core formation experts and their gaggle of exhausted foundation establishment cultivators hastily flash hand signs or dig into the sleeves of their sweat and grudge-rage rain soaked robes for talismans or jade slips.
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>>5729541

Their eyes bulge with panic, their skin pales in fear, and sweat beads on their forehead as shaking hands shoot for swords yet unsheathed or else become a blur of movement as they chant mantras and prayers towards apathetic gods.

And you, you just flash a wicked grin as you playfully swish your tail back and forth.

Once
Twice
Thrice
And on the forth swish you begin your barrage. A sphere of roiling, crackling darkness appearing at the tip of your tail and expanding as a silverly flickering flame like a dab of pale moonlight. The inky blackness swirls around the flame and swallows it up, condensing and shrinking in on itself before with a flick of your tail, you send it careening slowly towards the barrier of protection spell. And then before they can even sigh in relief, you throw another, and another and then countless more that move much faster than the purposefully lazy first Destructive Yin Sphere you shot towards the wall of protection spells.

Cackling, you roll, curl and shift through the air, sneering at them exactly as they sneered at you as every little cultivator hiding behind that walls drops what they were doing and puts all of their strength in bolstering their protections as sphere after sphere impacts and explodes upon their spells. Cracks form instantly, and you keep throwing more and more spheres of darkness there way, laughing louder and louder as they begin to run out of stored Qi and turn to their own internal energy. Some collapse, noses bleeding, others fall to one knee, wincing as they spit up blood.

But you keep up the pressure, and continue your volley without pausing once. But even as their protection spells crack, falter, fade away or begin to crumple apart under your vicious assault, the wall doesn't give up and holds back volley after volley of destructive yin spheres. And your tail starts to get a bit sore with how quickly you're flicking it back and forth. But you weren't trying to overwhelm them with sheer destructive power.

Even a novice who had just awoken the beauty of its lethal simplicity. Which is why they were just a distraction, meant to open up enough holes and cracks in their protection spell for you to slip smaller and weaker Yin spheres beneath their guard, but more importantly, to open up their defenses so you could sneak the vein draining fang past their defenses, in the form of small, needle thin darts of Blood Qi.

Too late, due to the experts leading the defenses realize your ruse, having themselves been stricken and so controlled by their terror they didn't think past the idea that you were taking your time and cruelly toying with them. And by time they realize their mistake, it is far too late for them or their juniors.

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>>5729543

The smaller yin spheres explode, striking the ground and throwing debris, shards of stone or clods of dirt all around to pummel the cultivators, and then as they reel, they're struck all over by the tiny Vein draining fangs and more yin spheres that fly past their faltering defenses. While they're able to dodge the obvious threat, the Vein draining fang slips through their robes like poisoned darts and one by one they all scream as the fangs all burst against their skin. Slashes of carmine light appear beneath their robes as they torn open, revealing arms, legs, bellies and throats as your true attack lands without a single missed strike.

And now that they're all bearing open wounds, their blood begins to flow out in torrents and geysers, spilling out in such volume as to form an ankle high puddle in their little safe zone. Already pale, they rapidly begin to look like standing corpses, their cheeks hollowing and their parlor looking unhealthy as their self preservation instincts finally kick in and as they crawl in the pool of their mingling blood, they weakly try to bandage the tiny cuts that are spewing out seemingly all of their blood. Their trembling fingers reach for pouches of pills, which they drop into the carmine mire as their strength flees them with their blood.

And you make sure they can hear you laughing at them.

Until, reflect in the crimson pool they're all crawling in like worms, you see what appears to be a small sun glowing behind your back. Yowling in surprise, you roll around and turn upside down to dodge the fireball launched from a furious looking Golden locks, who had, against all odds, broken free of the full body paralysis you put her in and overcame the struggle of wills going on inside of her body to launch a surprise attack that if you had been a second late in noticing would've surely burned of all of the hair along your back.

Snarling, you apply more pressure and tighten your grip on her heart, as you urge the carmine mysticism you implanted within her to ensnare her mind and complete her body's transformation into a mutant, subservient Jiangshi but...

You yowl again, as the drunkard, from laying as stiff as a board, kicks the ground once and sends himself flying through the air and flips around, his leg coated in the same destructive Yin Qi that you employ oh so effectively against nearly everything you fight. And your eyes nearly pop out of your head, because you've never seen an orthodox cultivator willingly use Pure, Raw, unrefined Yin Qi like you yourself do.

And it doesn't seem like he's trained in the practice either, judging from how his pants and the skin beneath are being flensed and torn apart just a few seconds after he manifested it. And what's really unsettling, is neither of them made a noise before or during their attacks. How creepy~

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>>5729544

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)

>Run! Dodge! You've used enough Destructive Yin Qi to know exactly how much getting hit by that kick will hurt! (Agility trial. DC 140)

>Counter with Cat Catches Star (Martial Trial DC 125)

>Since he's using your tricks, use his, Become the avatar of Monu's grudge and use Ice magic against him (Magic trial. DC 150)

>Write in
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>>5729545
>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)
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>>5729545
>>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)
Welcome to snap city, population: your fucking knee.
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>>5729545
>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)

With the barrier now weakened and blood pooling beneath the scrambling juniors, could we use their cultivator blood to enhance our shields rebuttal? It's a lot of resource they just spilled.
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>>5729545
>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)
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>>5729545
>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)
>Mock the Drunkard by praising his willingness to experiment against a resilient for, and injured no less!
>But caution him that small minds may claim it as Heresy.
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>>5729572
*Resilient foe. FOE. Synonym for enemy, you goddamned autocorrect.
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>>5729545
>Since he's using your tricks, use his, Become the avatar of Monu's grudge and use Ice magic against him (Magic trial. DC 150)
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>>5729545
>Counter with Cat Catches Star (Martial Trial DC 125)
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>>5729545
I will support >>5729572
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>>5729572
This is good mockery. +1.
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>>5729545
>Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect (Haste/ magic trial. DC 130)
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>>5729572
Supporting
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>>5729545
>>5729572
You have my vote!
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>>5729545
>>5729572
Supporting. I’ll toss in another line:
>”I was in her mind, but you’re the one who learned from me!”
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>>5729572
Supporting. Shame they’re a Ling and a member of Monu’s former sect, because I respect the tenacity.
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Ending the vote now, tallying the result.

Place a dying grudge shield between yourself and the drunkard's kick before it can connect :12
-Mock the Drunkard by praising his willingness to experiment against a resilient foe, and injured no less!+But caution him that small minds may claim it as Heresy:7
--”I was in her mind, but you’re the one who learned from me!”:1

Since he's using your tricks, use his, Become the avatar of Monu's grudge and use Ice magic against him:1

Counter with Cat Catches Star: 1

So you'll place a Dying grudge shield between you and the drunkard's foot, whilst mocking him by praising his willingness to experiment with an resilient foe, while injured no less and cautioning that small minds may claim it as heresy

Update will arrive shortly
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Strips of cloth and skin disintegrating in the shadow of the leg coming crashing down towards your head, a flawless axe kick backed up by primal forces of destruction. The path to avoid getting your skull split in two like a rotted log is as easily seen to you as the whiskers on your face. The Dying Grudge shield, the perfect shield to hide behind and the most excellent spear to strike back with. Its an answer so obvious it doesn't even need to be said. Like what comes after night or what awaits all living things no matter how hard they try to avoid or escape it? Sure most do not know of the dying grudge shield, but if they did you're certain from mice to dragons, it would be what first comes to mind when the shadow of an iron splitting heel is being swung down at their head. Its nearly an instinctual response now, with how little though you give before casting that simple yet brilliant spell. If something is being swung, thrown, launched or thrust your way, call upon the dying grudge shield.

However, while it would be as simple as twitching your ears to erect the protection spell between you and the drunkard's axe kick, there's a tingle at the back of your head, gnawing at your mind and tugging on your heart. An urge that, try as you might you cannot deny or ignore! Whimsically, even though it will certainly lead to trouble, the impulse to tease and make a mockery of the massive drunk whose leg is falling and crashing towards you like a falling tree pushes itself to the surface of your mind and becomes impossible to ignore or refuse. And why would you resist mocking a fool, even if he is a strangely clever fool~. Even if you're in pitched combat, even if the span of time were you could cast your protection spell is shorter than even half a second or the time it'd take you to blink. Even if his foot and leg are shadowing your entire face, you simply cannot keep your smart mouth shut and tame. The instinct to tease this brave boy is stronger than he could ever wish to be. So, without even thinking of what you're risking by opening your mouth nor concerning yourself with remaining mannered and couth, you open your mouth and allow your tongue to wag and douse the drunk in its searing venom.

"Hah? Incredible!" You exclaim with mocking praise and awe "What incredible resolve and wit! For one whose been trained by dithering old hags and blind old men, to be able to step from the path walked by thousands and perform most unthinkable blasphemy of innovation! To daringly experiment against a foe more resilient than any other he's face before! While injured no less! Adapting in a fight to death, how shrewd, how sagacious! When faced with rampant "diablerie", you do not turn up your nose and scoff, but rather learn from the "Devilish mind" of your deadly opponent! Marvelous! Incredible! Unbelievable. This cat gives you her praise, savor it! For it is a prize given to very few!"
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>>5730345

"I preferred when the only noises you made were yowls of surprise and pain, demon!" He roared, his already red face turning an even deeper and more lovely shade of crimson

"My my, speaking to a lady so harshly and with a voice so rough and mean? Maybe you're more of a rebel than I gave you credit for, drunkard" You titter, grinning ear to ear as a passing cloud allows rays moonlight to alight your amber eyes and make them glow like ghostly flames in the blood red bloom you've created "But take heed, smaller minds may see your brilliance and decry it as....Heresy or worse! DEMONIC CULTIVATION! HEH-HEH-HEH!"

roll 2d100. DC 130. Best out of five
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Rolled 76, 5 = 81 (2d100)

>>5730347
Die
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Rolled 30, 30 = 60 (2d100)

>>5730347
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Rolled 4, 78 = 82 (2d100)

>>5730347
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This is not going well.
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>>5730356
Srsly anon has cursed us with his ramblings
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we're gonna get our face kicked in goddamit
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Rolled 79, 44 = 123 (2d100)

>>5730347
If worst comes to worse we have a reset, because this would be a lame way to end the quest
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Rolled 36, 79 = 115 (2d100)

>>5730347
It does feel as though the dice have turned against us a bit. Still, it's good when we struggle a bit.
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>>5730364
less then ten under dc, a close failure. Update will arrive shortly. And one of the rolls is 44, funny that.

>>5730351
What are the odds of this?
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Wasting time gloating wasn't the smartest thing to do in this scenario, with a cleaving axe of destructive Yin Qi being swung down at your head. But was it satisfying it? Yes. Will the pain be worth seeing the drunkard's face twist with outrage after the scathing insult hidden beneath the praises and compliments you heaped on him? Yes! Could you have acted quicker if you didn't waste a little breath and vital fractions of a second mocking your opponent and reveling in the level they "stooped" to just to land a blow that you'd actually feel? A blow that would probably be lethal to nearly anything else prancing beneath the heavens? Also Yes. But anger is something you're quite experienced turning to your advantage. Rage might be one hell of an anesthetic, but its also as mind numbing and clouding as one. Anger makes people stupider versions of themselves, leaves gaps in defenses that otherwise wouldn't be there. If you said all this all out loud of course, it'd sound like a bunch of excuses and whining. Which is why you keep your mouth shut, for dignity sakes and because looking like you were throwing a tantrum like a brat and making excuses to cover your ass would be more painful than any wound, even a split skull. And also so you don't bite off your tongue, since that would be far more satisfying for your enemies than any earthly pleasure.

Instincts and experience both tell you that, by time you've spat out your warning of small minds and howled with laughter after shoving the term demonic cultivation in the drunkards face, you've ran out of time to summon the dying grudge shield. And so you stop your ears from moving and drawing and measuring out the spell , and forcefully dam up the Qi you were channeling through your meridians to power and build the dying grudge shield out of. No use in revealing one of your trump cards when there's no chance of it deflecting the Drunkard's kick now. The best course of action is to just take the hit. He's never before wielded spiritual energy so wild and destructive before, his attack is tearing apart his body, your body is rather sturdy and your bones aren't so easily broken.

'Besides I'm wearing high quality armor' You think, wincing despite yourself as his heel closes in on your face as your forced to watch its downward decent, not having enough time or distance to escape even in the sphere of your Youling Qingong's altered time. If anything, it just makes the anticipation of being hit all the more agonizing. Hopefully all that self encouragement has some basis in truth.

Closing your eyes, your brace yourself for the impact of the strike.

There's a loud crack and a roar of whipping winds as the Destructive Yin Qi collapses and then explodes into raw destructive energy, directly atop your head. Which lurches down, your neck being slammed with it and painfully cracked as your swatted from the air and slammed into the ground.
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>>5730386

Blackness is replaced with flashing white sparks, there's a stinging sensation like being struck by lightning. Blood trickles down your brow and over your snout. There's a sharp, stabbing pain between your eyes and a warm wetness is there to, sticking to your fur. The familiar taste of blood fills your mouth, as a shiver traces down from the base of your neck to the tip of your tail. Colors ooze into the field of pure white as slowly sensations beyond it return. And with them come new and exciting flavors of pain. Opening your eyes slowly, finding them smeared with blood, you blink away the daze and fog to find you're laid out on the ground with blood pouring from somewhere between and also above your eyes, around the top of your head. There's blood in your fur and clogging your ears and nostrils. Snorting, you lift up your head unsteadily, licking the air as you blink away more of the daze. The world is wobbly and your head is spinning.

Oh that's neat. Spider demon silk unravels instead of buckling or breaking, and can return to form, like your armor is doing right now. Really lucky your wore your armor and leaned into the kick without thinking about it. That could've been a lot worse even though you're pretty sure there's a crack in your skull. Also your fangs feel loose, but that might just be you imagining things in panic, as dulled as it is. While the initial calm wears off an is replaced with heart racing adrenaline as all kinds of hurt wash over and pool inside of you, you stand up and swaying legs, licking blood from your snout.

The drunkard is huffing and heaving, a few yards away from you, one hand on the leg he kicked you with, which is entirely bare. Of both clothing and skin. His muscles are tensed and weeping blood. And he's on the opposite side of a crater rapidly filling with Mud, flesh eating wine and the oozing rain of grudges and hate. You blink once more, tilt your head and him and smile even as blood trickles down your face to replace the patches you licked clean. He's breathing heavily. And so are you. But instead of looking cocky or triumphant, he looks like he's asking himself a question whose answer he dreads.

Leaves, branches, and globs of mud, timber and stone begin to fall from the sky as you rock your head back and forth, as Blood Qi crawls up the sides of your head like vines or a web of fungus over a corpse.

"What the hell" He pants, reddened face paling as he tests the stability of his skinned leg and hesitantly trusts his weight on it as he adopts his swaying, drunken crane stance again, though he still looks like a fat cheeked, bloated ogre.

"Surprised I didn't become a pretty corpse?" You woozily ask, feeling a little drunk on pain yourself but it'll pass, you're certain

"That your head isn't pulp, I saw what that twisted Qi is capable of. I know the limits of my strength well. And yet you shrugged it off like a playful punch" He says in a low, cautious tone eyeing your suspiciously
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>>5730387

Probing your defenses as you do the same, beginning an unseen duel of instinct, intuition and foresight.

'A playful punch? I'm pretty sure you cracked my skull you piece of shit' You think, but hold your tongue. Or maybe you did say it, still a little light headed after having your head struck by an exploding kick.

"Just what exactly are you, I've killed demonic beasts before. There's been none as durable as you are, nor as crafty. Its clear your powerful, you spent most of this battle playing with us" He continues on, so if you did say anything, he ignored you like an absolute ingrate "You speak in a well bred, high born manner, like you were raised in an imperial court. But you laugh like a drunken old woman or a cawing crow or"

His already grim faces darkens

"A croaking toad" he says in a way that makes it clear what he's guessing of you now. Your laugh is eerily like your mother's, you learned how to laugh from her, after all, so its only natural you share her witch like cackle. You just smirk and walk closer to him, holding your head up high, refusing to allow it to droop or hang even though you feel like a few pieces of your spine might be out of alignment. An easy enough injury to heal.

"Clearly you're holding back, you practice a proper martial art and the techniques you've dared to show are too masterful for you to be entirely self taught, even if you're particularly gifted" He continues rambling, puffing out his chest and lifting his shoulders high as the two of you begin to circle each other, as in the imagined battle field the two of you clash again and again without pause, struggling against each other to find the weakness in the other's guard first.

"And that restraint shows your intelligence and wily nature. You realize there's more danger in spreading awareness of your abilities than any of us pose to you. But that has lead you to act cockily, to take risks. I've never had much of a sense for power levels or one's precise stage in their realm of cultivation, and I've known many who like to imagine themselves peerless beneath the heavens, honored by all things" He rambles on, sticking on hand beneath his jacket as you both complete a full rotation within the crater "But I can sense your sense of superiority has merit, at least in terms of raw power. I could feel it the moment you first unleashed your Aura, that you are no flea ridden, mangy stray. You've gotten a home to return to, a master"

"Tch" you click your tongue

"Students?" He ventures, eyes narrowing into slivers as he lifts up a hand, its palm flat as he turns to face you, putting his uninjured leg first while keeping one hand stuck under his coat. A jolt of panic stabs into your chest. But you do not allow it to show in your expression
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>>5730388

"And you were complaining about me talking a lot?" You tease, lowering yourself to the ground, sensing that the time is near when one of you wins out in the mental duel and finds an opening before the other. Its a close race, one you're for once not confident you'll win.

He pauses, and shrugs his shoulders, leaning his head back to flash a casual grin your way

"To be honest, I'm fishing for intel. I thought you would've taken the bait by now" He chuckles.

"So those compliments were hallow after all" You sigh and pout with a forlorn look in your bright eyes

"Disappointed?" He ripostes, flicking out a finger to rudely jab in your direction, with a truly smug look.

"No. It just means I won't have the temptation to hold back when I tear out your bowels, worm" You titter cutely, glancing back without thinking as you remember the ling bitch, the crawling cultivators trying to keep their veins from emptying, and that actually admirable girl with the axe and the horde of rapid cultivators still fighting and tearing each other apart. The last thing you need is to be snuck up on, especially by golden locks. She might be down and arm and slowly but surely losing ground in your mental struggle, but she is still dangerous.

Of course the moment you take your eyes of the drunkard he acts, kicking off the ground and flying towards you with a cold murderous look in his eyes. But you were counting on that. He didn't mean any of the compliments he paid you, but they were truthful. You're far more clever than the average animal. And while the drunk is a bit smarter than the baseline himself, he's still your inferior mentally speaking. For all his talk and theorizing and showboating his own acuity, he's remarkably naïve.

It was a stalemate through and through, neither of you would act without an obvious advantage over the other, without an opening. So you made one for him and he leapt happily into the trap the moment you looked away, never thinking about how great of a coincidence it was that an opening in your guard would present itself the moment his muscles tightened in preparation to strike or block.

A sphere of darkness encases his outstretched hand, disguising if its open or clenched into a fist as it becomes like a mass of fog he's grasped in his hand. In the other, hidden in his jacket, ice crawls up his arm and encases it as you turn back around and...

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>>5730389

What do you do, Huanliuxue?

>Turn human, grab hold of his arm shrouded in destructive Yin Qi, and with one motion, snap it and throw him to the ground (Martial/ Timing Trial. DC 110)

>Use the blood red lightning cat step and the red death scythe to split his guts and spill at his blood and life force (Martial trial. DC 140)

>Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! (haste trial. DC 80)

>Take advantage of the wound he dealt you, and create spinning scythes of blood and crude puppets to cut and impede him (Magic/ Puppeteering trial DC 120)

>Write in
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>>5730390
>Take advantage of the wound he dealt you, and create spinning scythes of blood and crude puppets to cut and impede him (Magic/ Puppeteering trial DC 120)
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>>5730390
>Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! (haste trial. DC 80)
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>>5730390
>use the scarlet healing armour

This is the thrill of the fight huh.
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>>5730390
>Turn human, grab hold of his arm shrouded in destructive Yin Qi, and with one motion, snap it and throw him to the ground (Martial/ Timing Trial. DC 110)
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>>5730390
>Turn human, grab hold of his arm shrouded in destructive Yin Qi, and with one motion, snap it and throw him to the ground (Martial/ Timing Trial. DC 110)
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>>5730390
>Take advantage of the wound he dealt you, and create spinning scythes of blood and crude puppets to cut and impede him (Magic/ Puppeteering trial DC 120)
Ugh. I want to heal, but I don’t want to give him time to come up with a better plan.

I’m guessing the ice and Yin spheres are disguising some other attack since we can’t see his hands. Maybe something more Yang-aligned? Not sure how easy that is for most other people to do though.
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>>5730390
>Use the blood red lightning cat step and the red death scythe to split his guts and spill at his blood and life force (Martial trial. DC 140)

Surely we can't roll shit forever right? Right?
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>>5730390
>Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! (haste trial. DC 80)
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>>5730390
>>Take advantage of the wound he dealt you, and create spinning scythes of blood and crude puppets to cut and impede him (Magic/ Puppeteering trial DC 120)
the right mix of revealing nothing and not very high DC
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>>5730623

I'm no statistician, but I'm beginning to suspect that 2d200bo5 is very good at clearing 100-120, but less so pushing beyond that. 140 takes 2 rolls over 70, thirty percent of thirty percent, so like, a 9 percent chance on a single roll. So 91 percent to the fifth power gives us...a 62 percent chance on the check? If I did my math right anyway.
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>>5730390
Could we add in making a bunch of pointless ghost lights and random shit pop into the air, maybe use a few to disguise a yin sphere or two in them and try to give him a double fake out, making him think we're doing something huge, only for him to connect with a ghost light and have it do nothing then lure him into one that is a yin sphere?

Or do the yin spheres come through too strong to hide so simply? Basically I want to make a minefield.
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>>5730661
The math is flawed since a roll of 140 doesn’t require both rolls to be 70 or more. A roll of 50 for one die can still pass if the other roll is 90.

That complicates the math too much for me to figure it out since I forgot all the stat equations long ago. Plugging it into Omni gives an 18.91% chance on a single roll. From there you can do the usual stuff, flip it to get the odds of failure (81.09%) and raise it to the power of your attempts (so .8109^5) and you get a roughly 35% chance of failing all five rolls. Flip that back around, and you have a success rate of 65% to succeed at least one of the five rolls.
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>>5730390
The shock of turning human would be amazing and dramatically perfect in a moment where he is both doubting himself and getting an understanding of our depth.
While also both goldilocks and the other cultivators are too injuried to escape with the news.
But i don't trust other cultivators to not have a technique or something to investigate a battlefield and understand what happened unless we truly make tabula rasa afterwards.
>Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! (haste trial. DC 80)
Let him see how much he's fucked before we trounce him right after, then finish things up because he might be stalling for time as they might have backup in case of betrayal from the other side or other cultivators sense the powers being thrown around.
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>>5730390
>Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! (haste trial. DC 80)
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>>5730770
DESU, I halfway expect this dude's just going to somehow die and datadump everything he observes back to his masters.

Can't get away with shit in a Cultivation Story, and this guy's apparently a badass who doesn't buy into the propaganda but is still loyal to the System. I figure he'll either turn out to be a puppet being remote controlled by some old monster who knows the truth and propagates the current system because it's good for them, or he'll just have a second life or something. His behavior and skills are very much that of a seasoned veteran, not a talented discipline like the girl was.
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>>5731146

... Why did that open with Desu? I'm confident I didn't say that, is this some weird meme?
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>>5731147
T B H filters into desu.
I have no idea when it started, it was before my time.
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>>5731175
Or it was during my time and I just don't remember.
But I have a feeling it was before 2014 when I started browsing 4chan.
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>>5731146
Anyone who gets to Golden Core is a legitimately talented daoist anon. This guy has the lowest kind of "mid grade" core, so he's a cut above most in an already exclusive club.
He still drinks the coolaid, he still think's we are a demon, he still believes in the worldview he has been taught. He's just not a moron.
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>>5730390
>Take advantage of the wound he dealt you, and create spinning scythes of blood and crude puppets to cut and impede him (Magic/ Puppeteering trial DC 120)
Well, that was careless of me. He at least suspects we have students, and our association with Monu, both of which are openly operating in the region. But if we stop talking now, that will confirm his suspicions as surely as a reaction when he said it aloud. We're going to need to look into cover stories later. Much as I like these two, the longer they live; the more danger our people are in.
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>>5731266
Our association with Monu doesn’t mean much that they wouldn’t already assume. She harbored our sister and was punished for it, so anyone who knows her story should assume that if we’re not working together then we’d link up soon. She’s a known sympathizer to our kind after all.

The drunk did refer to a “master” though, so he likely thinks Monu is in charge. That can be exploited later if they think capturing or taking her out will cause this “rebellion” to collapse on itself. So insulting him got us intel as well!

Our students are definitely in more danger though. It’s an open question on whether it would be better for them if people thought Monu was their leader or if we are. Monu is a disgraced cultivator, but at least she’s not a demonic beast.

I’d tentatively lean that if they draw any conclusions, it’ll be better for all of us if they decide that Monu is the real leader and we’re a powerful figurehead that she’s subverted to her own cause of revenge. That way if Monu goes underground (or we take her for a vacation in hell) then we can “disband” the sect while they break apart from infighting. We’d be “leaderless” after all, and the sects fighting us now certainly aren’t friends. Without a common enemy they can’t stay joined for long, but we can still act under our human guise to strike when they’re weakened.
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>>5730390
>Turn human, grab hold of his arm shrouded in destructive Yin Qi, and with one motion, snap it and throw him to the ground (Martial/ Timing Trial. DC 110)
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Just here to warn you juniors there will be no update today. I had another run in with the carpeted stairs, didn't tumble down them but I did crash into the metal railings they have and am hurting to much to write RN. Need to practice my Qinggong it seems.
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>>5732041
It seems like the stairs are hunting for your core.
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>>5732041
Ah, easy enough fix. Just think of how Huan would handle the situation and do that.

The acrobatics of a cat can most assuredly be replicated by a human!
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>>5732059
>The acrobatics of a cat can most assuredly be replicated by a human!
It's all in the hips, actually. You can -almost- turn over in the air like a cat can. The only thing stopping someone from perfectly replicating the motion is the lack of tail for counterbalance.
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>>5730390
>Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! (haste trial. DC 80)
I doubt either of them can pull out a self-heal like we can, so we'll have the advantage in a battle of attrition and a chase in case they decide to run away and get back up.
>>5730613
I'd imagine trying to balance pure yin and yang energy at the same time would be a tightrope that'd violently kill you if you screw up. Now if we had someone we can combo with who can use pure yang I'd imagine the potential power would be something to look into.
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>>5732077
I thought we went for the yin/yang constitution, so we already have the ability, that said it means to show how incredibly unique we actually are.
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>>5732437
Truly the empress of opposition. The queen of contradiction. The princess of antonyms? The girl of differing stuff?

I'm sure there's some play on words that is suitably dramatic in Chinese for a dual-natured queen or something. But I am not at all qualified to know it.
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>>5732445
You could go for the low-hanging fruit and call Huan “Most Royal Cat”. For what is a cat to humans other than a contradictory ball of fur that wants to go out when it is in and go in when it is out? All cats do so because they’re royalty, which is why we’re the most royal of them all.

For higher-brow fruit, go Worthless Empress since she leads a group of people and beasts the world would rather get rid of. It’s an obvious insult to those who don’t support Huan, but a respectful acknowledgement of who she protects for those that do, making the title itself hold contradictory meanings.
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>>5732617
双相精神分裂母狗
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>>5732756
That's uncalled for anon. She isn't a dog
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I'm thinking it's bound to happen, but... What do you guys think it's going to look the Awakened Beast Dog that Huan it's going to adopt on her Sect?

The only rival we know Huan once had was with Owls until we met the Goodest Boy, but we never (I think) got to know if Huan it's scared or hate dogs... I'm imagining the Awakened Dog as a Tibetan Mastiff living on a Buddist temple, something that Deer that's on our sect. The difference is that the Dog is no pacifist but some lazy but strong beast that could rival the Horned Ape on the Primordial Forest. I mean, just look at it
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Women are cringe
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Update, still hurting, but I think I should be good sometime tomorrow *unless the stairs deal me another mortal blow* , but no update today since the pain is still really distracting .

But this is good cause I need to think up the synopsis for this thread when I archive it, since a lot has happened in it and next update will need to be the start of a new thread
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>>5733106
Hope you get better soon.
And get rid of those stairs before they kill you.
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>>5733121
Agreed a straight hole down is clearly superior, you only need to be sure your flying sword is maintained well.
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I'm as well as water again and so I'll get to writing immediately by ending and tallying the vote. Thanks for being patient and all of your concern for grandfather's well being.

Take advantage of the wound he dealt you, and create spinning scythes of blood and crude puppets to cut and impede him:4

Don the scarlet healing armor to heal your various injuries, and run circles around him and through his legs, now that he has to commit to attacking you, he's much less dangerous! :6

Turn human, grab hold of his arm shrouded in destructive Yin Qi, and with one motion, snap it and throw him to the ground :3

Use the blood red lightning cat step and the red death scythe to split his guts and spill at his blood and life force:1

Use ghost lights to disguise destructive Yin Spheres: 1

So You'll encase yourself with the Scarlet Healing armor and run circles around the drunkard to give yourself time to heal

New thread will arrive shortly, see you all there soon.

>>5733371
Lmao

>>5732445
>>5732617
Pretty good titles/ epithets junior.

>>5732756
Fitting, but I would like to see the young master with the golden balls to actually call Huan a bitch and survive

>>5732917
Danmei is the one true path.
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>>5733571

New thread, as promised.



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