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Unparalleled Artist: Unlikely Hero

Following his father's murder, Wu Ling's mother returned to the life of a courtesan, disguising her young son as a girl to take refuge in the Bamboo Silk House, a women's only sect dedicated to the arts. Now, as his powers awaken, he'll find himself torn between protecting his family and the goals of powerful cultivators who see him as a means to an end. "Wu Ling, I've accepted a marriage proposal on your behalf," the bewitching Hall Master of the Bamboo Silk House declared. "When you enter the Inner Sect, you'll enter under the name 'Hua Qianhu', fiancee of a young lord of the Liang family." "Hall Master, that's impossible!" Wu Ling protested. "Even if you ignore my relationship with Meifeng, I might have dressed well enough to hide as a mortal woman but I could never..." "So you truly didn't realize what you were doing," the Hall Master said, a dark smile on her lips. "Little Ling, you're a natural-born Shapeshifter. I'll teach you what you need to know," she said, her features shifting until she looked like a mirror image of the stunned Wu Ling. "As long as you follow my arrangements and learn my techniques, it isn't impossible for you to reunite with Meifeng..." "But you should consider Young Lord Liang carefully," the Hall Master added. "His affection for you is genuine. Perhaps, one day, you'll even feel the same for him..."

JustJae · Fantasy
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Sister Vixen

The awkwardness of dinner never quite faded, no matter how many dishes the young cultivators ordered or how much wine they drank. Su Xiang quickly reached her limits and retreated to her room gratefully when Jin Wuya suggested that young ladies shouldn't be up too late drinking with men lest it harm their reputation. Wu Ling himself held back from much of the wine, serving tea to Huang Yeyan and keeping his conversation to light topics until he could make a polite retreat of his own.

Once in his room, however, Wu Ling gave himself no time to relax. Opening the room's small window, he quickly summoned Hou, setting the Golden Crow on the windowsill and looking intently into the bird's small, red eyes.