Text: UN: lan.furen

[noenvy]

There is a bit of a matter that I would like to ask the public to help clarify. It's in regards to Jiang Cheng, er, Sect Leader Jiang. Or, maybe Jiang Wanyin. Whichever you might know him by.

If you don't know him, just remember that he is usually angry, only knows how to shout at people and is generally stubborn.

Now, with that in mind, does he resemble this cat?



A yes or a no is all I need. You see, he insists he does not, but I? I know better. Let's settle this disagreement with your dear opinions.

Comments

[noenvy]

I don't know how you would reverse it. The array needs to be drawn in your blood.

[Enough of it to bleed out, it was a really gruesome desperate last stand thing to do.]

I don't know who the original creator was. It's very old, I only found records of it's use a few times in the past several hundred years. All I did was learn about it from those who had died, and old texts I put together. A lot of the sources did not even know the original ritual, or at least not all of it.

I'm rather proud I priced it together so well.

[wooden_one]

[Without saying anything, he pulled a piece of blank paper over. He draws a different array, one that requires slow, careful and above all, precise lines. When it's done, he slides it over to Wei Wuxian.]

If it's drawn on most talismans, it will cause its function to become reversed. Though with anything drawn with blood it could become problematic.

[And if anything, using it on something meant to summon may very well just banish.

That being said...]

It is impressive but maybe you shouldn't have done it. Some things are lost or forbidden for a reason.

[Yes he is scolding you!]

[noenvy]

[He looked at it with interest, what a useful sort of talisman, to be able to reverse most anything. He would have to remember it for later.]

It's hard to say, since the nature is to sacrifice yourself to a spirit perhaps the reverse would be sacrificing a spirit for yourself?

[This ritual did require a trade after all.]

You sound like my old teacher. Maybe I hadn't thought about it too deeply at the time. I was trying to see what I could do.

[wooden_one]

[Up until this point, he'd mostly just been looking at the papers, but he leaves those for now to look right at you.]

Wanting to know how far you can go isn't a bad thing in itself. But not tempering that will get you into trouble. Forbidden techniques are forbidden because the cost of failure and the possibility of abuse is very high. Unless put in a place with no other choice, it's best to stay away from them.

I hope you have learnt that much at least.

[noenvy]

[he couldn't help but laugh a little, it was the sound of the guilty.]

I know that lesson very well....

Don't worry, I am not so wild with my research anymore. Or my practicing. The corrupt path is not the one I have to walk alone anymore.

[wooden_one]

[...look. With the sort of disciples he has, he can recognize that sort of laugh.

He frowned somehow looking both annoyed and a little worried. Right. No doubt, that death this person had mentioned had no doubt been related to this.]

...as long as you know better now. [He just wished you could have learned it without such a high price. He turns back to the paper.] The past is the past. It cannot be changed. But the future is yet unwritten. Don't make the same mistakes as before.

[noenvy]

Of course. My mistakes are carved quite well, they are not things I intend on repeating.

[And he meant that. Those things were in the past, and his future was too promising to jeopardize with bad decisions.]