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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..."

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Duel’s Conclusion (Part One)

"Scholar Fang," Yu Jinqi said, standing from his seat and cupping his hands toward the elder of the Fang family. "Could you lower your barrier? I'd like to check on Brother Xiong's injuries," the young Alchemy Initiate said.

"Of course," Fang Muchen answered, snapping out of his thoughts and collecting his golden formation flags. "Please let us know how severe Brawler Xiong's injuries are."

Stepping up next to Wu Ling and Xiong Dahuo, Yu Jinqi looked in shock at the number of minor cuts and burns the brief battle had inflicted on Xiong Dahuo. "Brother Wu," the young alchemist said carefully. "You restrained yourself quite a bit didn't you?"

Around the banquet hall, several people stilled at the Alchemy Initiate's words. Wu Ling had restrained himself? The vicious storm or black birds and the relentless assaults by the fireball hurling Golden Crow had been the Aesthete's idea of holding back?