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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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For the next hour, Wu Ling put on a show of making himself useful to Little Boss Nalan as more than just a pretty face and talented zither player. Wu Ling's ability to predict dice rolls wasn't nearly as good as he led others to believe though he was right more often than he was wrong. His actual accuracy mattered less, however, than the rhythm he was able to create at the dice table.

Enthusiasm surged under the careful manipulation of 'Sister Vixen' and even more liquor flowed down the throats of the gaming room's patrons. Even the men hunched over the table full of tiles gave up their game to enjoy the more spirited game of dice on the other side of the room.