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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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Journey of Ascension

With her painting in his Inner World, Wu Ling had long become accustomed to the appearance of his immortal master. It was only when she appeared before him again that he realized that the paintings only captured a shadow of her majestic beauty. Her rainbow-hued dress fluttered around her as though caught in a perpetual breeze and her phoenix eyes glittered with the light of a thousand stars, as though she beheld all of creation within her imperial gaze.

For Wu Ling, the action of preparing tea for his master gave him several needed moments to restore order to his breathing after becoming overwhelmed by her presence. Finally, when he prepared a cup that contained not only his favorite Red Phoenix tea but his gratitude and deep admiration for the Immortal Empress, he slid the cup toward her and bowed deeply.

"Disciple Wu Ling hopes Master will enjoy this cup," he said, as meek and humble before her as the smallest of mice.