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V2C83: The Rooster's Reason
🕑 Added 2021-11-30 00:37:05 +0000 UTCOkay. There has been a small retcon that's going to be added to the last chapter. Namely, that the slow and steady way isn't completely guaranteed like it was last chapter. That it has a chance to fail too.
Secondly, this chapter has not yet been through the edit squad.
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Bi De and Miantiao were silent, as they walked together. Both were deep in contemplation over this place. Miantiao had his eyes on Yin, as she provoked the monkeys into play. She bounced up around the trees and onto the roof, much to the creature’s shrieking laughter. Bi De’s own Master was deep in conversation with Master Gen, the old monkey gesturing around while he groomed one of the little ones, occasionally reaching out to take a puff of his pipe.
It was slightly surreal, Bi De thought, to wander a place that was so similar, yet so different from Fa Ram. The ambient Qi here was higher. Spirit Beasts, or at least, near spirit beasts went about their chores, aiding the human Song Ten.
The Monkeys were smart. Yet, like his own offspring, the majority seemed to possess no true spark of their own. A duller, quieter thing. Like Chow Ji’s minions.
Bi De felt a mild sense of distaste at the servant creatures, yet there was little similarity to the Rats so far. The monkeys seemed well-cared for, though their personalities were less mischievous than Bi De thought they should be. Another part of that often incorrect knowledge. The beasts here were relatively serious, and industrious, tending to the mines and even communicating by signing with their hands.
The ones beneath the ground even near universally wore helmets, and had trinkets of crystal upon them, crafted lovingly by another’s hands.
That was three beasts that had power over their own Kin. Bi de wondered if he had the same ability—to command the lesser chickens far beyond what he could.
He did not know. He had never tried. Could he infuse them more with his strength? An interesting question.
Bi De wandered the outskirts of this place, this Crystal Hill, as Master Gen named it. The day was nearing its end, and they were all resting. Master Gen had started crafting the formation, pouring over scrolls so old they nearly were dust, copying out the arcane runes that made Bi De’s head hurt just looking at them, while asking them to infuse their Qi into the array.
A task that was boring and draining in equal measure. But that was the trade off. Power now for less time. And both ways had about the same chance of working.
In the end, it wasn’t really a choice at all, in Bi De’s mind. He understood patience. But the amount of time Master Jing had asked them for was… well, it was still incomprehensible to Bi De. He, who had only lived two years of life. He, who had only seen but one winter.
So much had changed in that brief time. He remembered the burnt out villages he had seen. Miantiao’s own decade of vengeance. Would Bi De still be around in ten years? He dearly hoped so.
But even he could not fully hold back his impatience. He wanted to know what this formation was all about. What caused this calamity.
At first, it had merely been about the dances. Curiosity. A pursuit to learn and grow. But now, as the stakes seemed to raise. As massive sections of the province burned, his goal was simple.
To never let it happen again. If it did occur, then Fa Ram might be swallowed up by it, or Hong Yaowu. Or the Eighth Correct Place.
The array had been dormant for thousands of years. But that did not stop the ill feelings that the half remembered visions gave him. The fear of losing it all.
So, he would learn this crystal’s secrets. He would study them, and not allow the mistakes of the past to come forth once more. Even if he had to uproot every single stone, and change the dances that had been taught for longer than there was memory.
He stopped at the edge of the small farm. At their own Great Pillars, covered in old ropes amd pieces of crystal.
Some form of protection. Bi De could feel little from it. He hadn’t truly noticed it. There had been a slight tingle on the edge of his senses, but nothing that made him stop and take notice.
‘An interesting construction. Ussseful to keep those unwanted out.’ Miantiao whispered from beside Bi De, staring at the crystals. Bi De knew his regrets, and his interest well. If Miantiao’s village had this, then Sun Ken never would have slaughtered the inhabitants, or ended Miantiao’s Master.
Bi De was interested, but skeptical. It seemed too good to be true.
“Its quite something, isn’t it?” Song Ten asked, as he approached them. A small blue face poked up over Song Ten’s shoulder. The man looked at them with interest.
‘Indeed. How does one make such a formation?’ Miantiao asked lightly.
Song Ten puffed at his pipe. He looked at the formation, considering it.
“I have no idea.” he stated simply.
Miantiao blinked. ‘What?’ the snake asked, confused.
“We maintain it the best we can. But if there is a record on how it was created, such a thing was never left for us. Or Master Gen. We know not all the materials, the basis for the ritual, the full requirements for the alignment of the crystals…” Song Ten sighed, and shrugged.
‘But could you not try to recreate this place, using what you do know?’ Bi De asked.
Song Ten shook his head. “I tried. A hundred times. Nothing. It kept failing. It's what brought me here in the first place, to swear my oaths to Master Gen, and I’m no closer now after forty years than I was at the beginning.”
Both Bi De and Miantiao considered the Man’s words.
“In my time with Master Gen, one thing is clear. Time degrades all things. The Glory of the past is never to be remade. All we can do is study their work, and hope to ape a fraction of their glory.” He flashed a sardonic little smirk. “The crystals of the past were larger. They were better, with less defects. You know it yourself. The recording crystal that you brought is beyond the quality these hills produce nowadays.”
Was that true? Bi De frowned. The great formation that spanned the entirety of the hills. The powerful crystals. The visions that he had, from the crystal they were trying to fix. His words, were not entirely false, were they? They were lesser than the past.
Song Ten looked at Bi Des considering expression. “There used to be hundreds of Spirit Beasts here, so the tales say. That they could even transform into humans, and many left, to either travel outside the province, or live among the people. Yet now… all that's left is this.”
He gestured forwards, out into the lands. The wind blew through the trees. Like so many places in the Azure Hills, A remnant of what had come before.
Song Ten looked melancholic. “I do hope you find some value in that crystal of yours. The Profound Wisdom of the ancients always does surpass ours.”
Bi De frowned at the ancient formation. Some of Song Ten’s words were true. Yet… they had one flaw. He turned back to his Great Master—who had a monkey on his back going through his hair while he picked through the fur of another. Several were hanging off his arms, and two were using his feet for seats.
Song Ten snorted at the view, as Master Gen puffed away on his pipe, watching over them.
‘With respect, Master Song Ten. I do not believe the past is the pinnacle. I think that they may have grown to a lofty height.. But in time? We may be able to surpass it. After all. I know a Spirit Beast who has turned into a human. Who changed in less than a year.’
Song Ten puffed at his pipe, considering Bi De’s words.
“I’ll believe it when I see it.” He finally said, shaking his head.
There was a call for dinner, as a monkey wearing an apron walked awkwardly out of the house, much to the Great Master’s amusement.
Bi De let out a breath, and looked up at the sky. Tomorrow was another full day of work upon the formation, before the transfer could begin.
Hopefully, it would end well. Hopefully, he would have his answers, and he would see his companions again. His Great Master had said that after this they would be travelling to the Dueling Peaks. Bi De wondered what it was like there.
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Tigu was on the edge of her seat, as she watched the arena below her. Qi Swirled around the combatants. Their faces were masks of concentration, as they gave it their all, battling their enemy.
Yet there was a lapse in concentration. An opening.
The Young Man’s eyes bugged out, as the Qi surged out of control, and the pill furnace started to shake and rattle.
He shoved off the bench and dove to the side behind the wall. The pill furnace hit the bottom of the ditch constructed for this purpose— yet instead of simply cracking and a muffled whump that happened to the previous contestant, instead, its top blew off, sending the tumbling furnace straight up into the air, where it then exploded in a flash of multi-coloured light.
“He tried to speed up the process, and took a calculated risk! But I do declare he needs to study his math formations more!” The Announcer Man declared as the crowd howled with laughter. “I think that's the best one we’ve had yet!”
“This is great.” Gou Ren declared, as he shoved more food into his mouth. He wasn’t as bothered by the presence of either Damp Pond…and neither was the Blade of Grass. But that was mostly because the woman looked like death had walked over her grave, and was wincing at every explosion. The rest of the petals were back at the house as well, looking terribly defeated. Tigu had seen theri expressions before, when the guests came for her Master’s wedding. It was a “hangover” , an ailment that Ri Zu had said there was no cure for.
“I think they saw that one in Pale Moon Lake City!” The Announcer shouted, as another furnace exploded.
Tigu laughed, and cheered along with the Xong Brothers. This was spectacularly exciting, and the Fat Man’s commentary was making it better. There was Qi and explosions. It was no real fight, but it was fun.
Ri Zu didn’t seem to think so though. She had found out there were pill furnaces involved and refused to come, instead staying at the house with the rest of the groaning petals, and looking over her medical scrolls. From what Tigu saw she was looking at the structure of legs, and making notes.
She said she would be introducing herself to Damp pond and her little brother soon. Tigu was quite proud of her!
But there was one small blemish on things.
“I wish Master was here.” Tigu shouted above the crowd to Xiulan. “He would enjoy this a lot.”
Xiulan chuckled, as the top of a pill furnace burst open, spewing out multi-coloured streamers of light. “Yes, I think Master Jin would like this very much.” She agreed.
The settled in for the rest of the day. They met up with Loud Boy again, as well as Rags and Handsome Man, to go see the performance that was on that night.
The tale of the first Emperor was kind of boring, but it was still enjoyable.
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A man watched a recording. His eyes were focused on it completely. The movements. The positions of her arms.
Feral eyes. The look of glee on her face, as she battered her opponent into submission. Lu Ban smiled. Yes, she was perfect. Well, not perfect. She would need some work first, to properly cultivate that violence. But she had potential. The way her eyes narrowed to slits, and her body contorted. And was in the category of the sectless. She was sure to jump at his offer.
Rou Tigu was, as far as Lu Ban was concerned, even better than Cai Xiulan. This trip had not been wasted after all.
Lu Ban smiled, even as there was a knock on his door.
“Young Master, the report you asked for.” Chang’s voice carried through the wall.
“You may enter.” he stated, resetting the recording to the beginning. “Anything?” he asked, affecting boredom. He wanted to know more about his future acquisitions. A feast, and a servant. Truly the heavens were smiling upon him.
“They did not seem aware of my observance, Young Master. There was little of note. However, Rou Tigu did mention a master. Cai Xiulan referred to him as Master Jin.” Chang said, bowing his head.
Lu Ban’s hand spasmed. “Master Jin?” He asked, his good mood dying.
“Yes, Young Master.”
Lu Ban’s hand started shaking, as he clenched his fists.
“I see. Leave.”
Master Jin.
“Do you know a Jin Rou?” the man in his room demanded, intent flooding out of his body. His eyes were cold and resolute, like the face of a mountain that rose above the clouds.
Rou Tigu. Master Jin. Master Jin Rou? Rou Jin?
Lu Ban brought a knuckle to his mouth, and bit down, his good mood spoiled.
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Thank you to everybody for your birthday wishes! I truly appreciate all your kind words
It was a pretty nice birthday. had some good food, and my sister got me a fantastic little rooster statue.
And I got some more socks. You can never have enough socks.
Comments
Havefeith
I think your sister knows, man. She's on to you! Heh. I kid. It's not like this is some shameful secret, since there's hardly any sex, and what we did have is wholesome, for the most part.
Jan Alexander
Leave while you still can, Young Master.
chumponimys
CF said in discord it’ll likely be after midnight ET today (or tomorrow I guess depending on where you’re at)
Russel
Is there no chapter today?
Undead Writer
Did I miss an info post?
Fortunis
Im looking forward to seeing J8n unleash an ass whooping finally.
Gavriel
Lu Ban thinks he is the MC, while really, he is like 99% of (Saitama) Jin Rou's enemies: the stage for showing how OP they are 😉
Nick Marini
I really like the idea of the “inherit knowlage” of spirit beasts, and how they’re slowly finding out that blindly following it isn’t the correct answer. It definitely helps Bi De feel older then 2, and gives more merit to his denial of Song Tens ideas of the superiority of the ancients. After all, I doubt the ancients did it much like Jin (:
SuperiorFreak
Ikr, kind of rooting for Lu Ban, I wanna see him get punted into the moon by papa bear Jin.
Luke
Happy late birthday!
Will mILLER
No, Lu Ban, pursue Tigu. I would very much like to see what happens to you.
Joel Bullock
Damn Lu Ban just dodged a fucking nuke there
Enochi
Hope you enjoyed your Birthday! Love the chapter.
Nicholas Grey
“He wasn’t as bothered by the presence of either Damp Pond” - how many Damp Ponds are involved?
ericksond
Try not to leave us a dark cliffhanger before your holiday vacations. That would be horrible lol.
Demian Buckle
Thank you for the Chapter.
Arexio R.
watershed moment incoming. much hypeee
Space253
I hope he drowns slowly in the bottom of a heavily used latrine at a dysentary clinic.
Cameron S. Moore
Right? Safer for longer is fine, but nothing for longer? Is that even a question?
Leander
Lu Ban‘s PTSD is getting stronger and stronger
jj
I hope Rizu poisons Lu Ban's wine barrels.
Undead Writer
THE KING HAS RETURNED!!
Bobtur
For those who don't remember, Lu Ban was first introduced in chapter 6 (named Zang Li at that time).
Bobtur
He was first introduced in chapter 6 although he was named Zang Li at that time.
PrimalShadow
> A task that was boring and draining in equal measure. But that was the trade off. Power now for less time. And both ways had about the same chance of working. I don't like this change at all. If both ways had about the same chance of working, then what possible reason would there be to take the long way? Doing a boring and draining task for 3 days vs waiting 30 years (and presumably paying 30 years of wages for the work) - that doesn't seem like a remotely balanced tradeoff.
Виктор Фон Стыценкофф
Who is Lu Ban - can you please send me a link ? Someone hired by that cloud sect guy, who looked for Jin?
Andrew
Thank you!
uavgas
You have got to always have good, dry socks. Lt. Dan would be proud of you.
Kioras
Big De has been introduced to a very simple comparison. He can accept the Xianxia view that the ancients were more powerful, had accomplished almost everything and they hold the true answers and secrets that need to be rediscovered. Or he can look towards his master, who introduces concepts that feel wrong and yet do work. Whole accepts that you may go beyond if you refuse to accept the limits.
Kapelteta
The setup has been quite thorough and enjoyable
chumponimys
Wow the initial encounter with Meihua, the questioning by Lu Ri, Tigu taking Jin’s name… All these breadcrumbs coming together across countless chapters for that reveal to Lu Ban felt damn good. Well done!
Sassy
He's the rapist that broke his fingers on Jin's chest
Audric CK
I'm sorry, but who is lu ban again?
Elias A Rosado
If both options have the same chance of failing, there isn’t a choice at all: the quicker way will always be preferred. The original trade off between options made more sense. Stability vs Speed.
SamHawke
not Heavens but Wrath of the Earth
Corwin Amber
Congrats on the rooster statue :)
Darune Albane
Am a trucker .. got some new socks also and they are so warm my feet are almost too warm 😁
Tim Deral
😊😄
Gunnar Crider
Oh. Thi go are getting interesting. I wonder if tigu will be kidnapped and Jin just goes all Wrath of the heaven's on the guy.
Bobtur
Thanks for the chapter !
