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Delays man, the plague of many an LP. 
Indeed it is. I'm just stating the obvious here.
a cut of domestic sheep prime
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I'm surprised so many people went with B since A is clearly the better option. Harem and all that. I only voted B to be contrarian...
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Nevill
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And when we were about to finally make some progress in this LP, too. The tension! The suspense!
Dude, frenching a toad demon? That kind of progress..
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That's some famous last words material, right there.
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Maybe kissing the maiden gets us knifed makes our head explode when we kiss the toad and treave just doesn't know how to break the news to us...
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Baltika9
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treave's just doing some in-depth, firsthand research on the mechanics of tsundere harems. This may take a while.
I believe, back in EPIC days, someone proposed we divest his brain of his body and hook it up to a computer, for infinite CYOAs.Still no update?! This calls for some more drastic measures.
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Road to Xiangyang, Again.
“If you insist,” you grumble, grasping her hand. You don’t know why you did it, not one bit. As she pulls you up, you take the opportunity to dart forwards, tugging her against you. Your lips press up against hers gently and briefly. Her eyes widen in surprise as she freezes up. You let her go with a sly grin. “Well, those filthy lips have now degraded your own, princess,” you say mockingly, though your heart is thumping rather furiously underneath your blasé exterior for reasons you do not quite understand. Leaving behind the stunned girl trying to get to grips with what has just happened, you turn towards the toad demon and break into a sprint.
“Well, here goes nothing!” As you approach, every fine detail of those wrinkled, slimy lips come into focus. You leap onto the monstrous Lady Mi. Gritting your teeth, you clamp your mouth over its maw. Nothing is happening. You feel the mushy flesh sliding around and the stank, fetid breath of the surprised monster. Nothing seems to be happening, except for a certain nasty catch in your throat that is about to cause you to empty your stomach. “Blow! Blow into it!” shouts Xiahou Yu. Cursing the day you stepped foot into this mansion, you blow as hard as you can. The demon shrieks. Plumes of foul green vapour begin shooting out from its skin as it scratches at you, attempting to pull you off, but you can sense it weakening. Still, it is not dead.
“It is not enough,” shouts Zhong Hai. “We need to take more conclusive action! Keep it occupied while I set up the talismans!” You are unable to ask how long he needs, as the wild, sticky tongue of the toad demoness suddenly finds its way halfway down your throat. You gag, but your willpower keeps you clinging on as you continue to breath into your opponent, your lips closed firmly over its own. You wave your hand about in a panic, hoping that they’ll hurry up – you cannot hold on for much longer. After what seems like an eternity, there is a flash of lightning. You feel a round, smooth object, much like a large pearl, being pushed into your mouth. Stuck in the position that you are, you cannot help but swallow. The demon shrieks. The object of your long kiss evaporates, turning into a puff of pale smoke and scattering into thin air.
Almost instantly, your surroundings seem to shift and change. Light begins to stream in through the small holes in the roof and the half open windows. For some reason, it is now day. You cough and sputter, groaning as you try to gulp in as much air as you can. Even the dusty atmosphere of the abandoned mansion is better than that stench you endured while kissing the demon.
But for now, things seem to be over.
***
You find the other two men in black sucked dry of their vitality, leaving behind nothing but dried up corpses. A few of the young villagers were still alive, but it seems that most of them had expired by the time Zhong Hai found them. The mansion had not always been a site for such horrors; as it turns out, it had once belonged to Yang Xue, the greatest traitor to the country in recent history. Though his immediate family had not stayed here, it had served as a residence for some of his closer kin. Upon his betrayal, an Imperial edict had decreed the death of everyone in the mansion. They had not resisted, but their end was bloody anyway. Upon hearing the edict, the women hung themselves to prevent violation prior to their execution. Some years later, the toad demoness moved in, enslaving the resident spirits and demanding that they supply her with fresh yang energy by kidnapping and seducing any males they come across.
“Now we are free, thanks to you, Brother Yu,” says the remaining ghost, Xiaoqing, primly – the others had dissolved into the sunlight with peaceful smiles. She had been one of the maids of the mansion prior to her death; now she was seated under an umbrella, shielding her from the sun. Her voice is weak, as it seems daylight does not agree with ghosts. “My sisters have moved on to join the cycle of reincarnation.”
“Don’t I get any thanks?” you mutter, though the scholar and the ghost do not seem to hear you. “All’s well that ends well, young one,” smiles the bearded exorcist as he claps you on the back. “By the way, did you find the toad’s pearl when it was destroyed? I could not see it anywhere.”
“The toad’s pearl?” you ask.
“Yes, a portion of the culmination of its essence. For a demon that strong, it must have lived for more more than three hundred years. The pearl would be a crystallized form of the energy it cultivated… not all of it, but perhaps at least hundred years’ worth. It is quite valuable, and useful in rituals,” sighs the Taoist. “It would be a waste if it went missing.”
“That… ah…” You recall the object that you swallowed. “I appear to have eaten it, by accident.” Zhong Hai’s bushy eyebrows rise as he stares at you. Then, he shrugs. “Is that so? Well, such is fate, I suppose. I will prescribe you some talismans – burn it, mix the ashes into water, and drink it if one day you should find yourself exhibiting toad-like behaviour. Hopefully the demonic energy will not interfere too much with your qi, though your case is rather strange in the first place. I do not know what will happen, but I will pray for your well-being.”
“It would be much better if you turned into a toad and died off,” mutters Yunzi as she passes by you, carrying a bundle of belongings that she retrieved from the mansion. “It would at least stop you from violating maidens with…” She falters, her cheeks flushing as she bites her lips. Your eyes are drawn to her mouth as she does so. Unexpectedly, you find your face burning up in return. “Y-you’re acting strange,” you retort awkwardly, trying to find something to say to banish this strange embarrassment over something you have done a thousand times before. “Finish your sentences if you have the guts for it.”
“A pervert doesn’t deserve my words,” she says hastily, before turning away to tie her belongings to the horse.
“You seem to become just like a little kid when you’re around her, Jing,” says Xiahou Yu cheerfully as he walks towards you with an antique umbrella over his shoulder. You find yourself too tired to even respond to his good-natured taunt. Instead, you settle for asking about the umbrella. “What’s that? Loot from the mansion?”
“No, Xiaoqing transferred into it,” he says casually. “She will be accompanying us on the journey. I tried to refuse but she insisted, saying that she owed me a debt.”
“That is not unprecedented,” muses Zhong Hai. “Just be careful not to overdo it, young scholar. I know it might be pleasurable but it harms your vitality.”
Xiahou Yu blushes. “No, it is not like that. We do not have that sort of relationship.”
“I would be more worried about the perverted dog, Taoist,” says Yunzi. “He’s likely to go at it until he dies of exhaustion.”
“Oh? Stop talking about things you have no experience in, you frigid girl,” you say loudly. Her eyes flash angrily, glaring at you as if she’d like nothing more than to tear your throat out and watch you bleed to death on the ground. “Now, now, can’t we all just get along?” says Xiahou Yu, awkwardly attempting to defuse the situation. “Jing, this really isn’t like you. Is there something going on that I am unaware of?” You look up at the sky for a while before sighing. “No, not really,” you say at last, scratching your head. “You’re right. I’m sorry, Yunzi. Can we stop the fighting? That’s not what I’m here for.” She looks at you disbelievingly, surprised at your apology.
“W-well,” she begins, “if you understand your position then I am satisfied. I shouldn’t have been so quick to anger in the first place, so… anyway, did you say that the man in black was part of the Black Dragon Society?” Yunzi swiftly tries to change the subject away from strange apologies. You take that chance gratefully, as you had been starting to feel rather awkward about what you just said. “I think he may be part of them, but I am not certain,” you say.
“That is enough to go on. Do you know where I can find them? I suppose I should investigate just what they are up to.”
“What about your faithful followers?” you ask. “Do you not need to meet up with them?”
“There is no need, Man Tiger Pig,” says a quiet voice from behind you – you sensed him just before he spoke. Whirling around, you see Vahista a fair distance away, imposing in his steady, patient stance. Zhong Hai and Xiahou Yu look at you, and then at the newcomer. “We always have a watchful eye on our Holy Maiden.” He pauses for a while, then continues with a self-effacing smile “Though I must admit, I was stumped about gaining entry to the mansion.”
“Vahista.” Yunzi’s voice is now imperious and filled with command. “What are you doing here?”
“I am here to escort you back, O Holy Maiden. It was unfortunate that you were separated from us during the ambush at Wufushan, but we did all we could to find you again. Our Lord of the Light was rather concerned. He would much rather you did not consort with strange men.”
“And I thank you for your efforts, Vahista. However, the date of betrothal is still three years away. He need not concern himself with my actions just yet,” replies Yunzi steadily.
Vahista laughs loudly. “Oh, you misunderstand me. Our master knows that you will return to him in due time. It is just that he needs to understand the company you keep, and how it will affect his plans.” There is a sudden wave of killing intent from him. Your brows furrow – will it turn into a fight?
Yunzi replies quickly, “The company I keep-“
You interrupt Yunzi, getting slightly irked by the conversation. “-is with a pervert. There, you’re looking at him,” you declare, finishing her sentence. “There you have it,” sighs Yunzi. “This is the rude lout that somehow crosses my path, as if I am cursed.” You glare at her before continuing “I will spare no woman my attentions, but mark my words, there is one woman on this earth that I would not touch besides my mother, and that is this shrew over here. I would rather die than touch a single hair on this loathsome toad. How does that affect your great lord’s plans now, Vahista?”
Vahista just smiles. “Not at all, if that is the case.” He casts a glance at you, then at Yunzi. “What do you plan to do now, Holy Maiden?”
“I plan to track down the conspirators that ambushed us at Wufushan and punish them for the glory of our temple. It is something that you need not concern yourself with – busy yourself with preparing for the challenge against the Eight Sects.”
The man nods, bowing low. “Your will is the will of my Lord, Holy Maiden. I will obey your orders. Please return to us safely after your investigations are complete.” He steps back, and with a nimble leap, vanishes into the trees. You do not sense his presence anymore – likely he has retreated as he said.
Yunzi sighs, apparently taxed by that conversation. “Well, I cannot waste any more time on you, Xu Jing,” she says. “We will part ways here. May we never meet again.”
***
A. You offer to go with Xiangyang to help her. She does not need to know what you are really there for.
B. You explain that you too have business at the Black Dragon Society regarding Xiahou Yu’s lady friend, though you keep your real motives a secret - you offer to go together.
C. You reveal the truth of why you will be going to the Black Dragon Society; you see no need to continue lying to them, and things may go more smoothly if you don't keep secrets.
1. You reveal it to Yunzi only.
2. You reveal it to Xiahou Yu only.
3. You reveal it to both.
D. You let her go on her own way – you will act separately from her for your own investigations when you arrive in Xiangyang.
“If you insist,” you grumble, grasping her hand. You don’t know why you did it, not one bit. As she pulls you up, you take the opportunity to dart forwards, tugging her against you. Your lips press up against hers gently and briefly. Her eyes widen in surprise as she freezes up. You let her go with a sly grin. “Well, those filthy lips have now degraded your own, princess,” you say mockingly, though your heart is thumping rather furiously underneath your blasé exterior for reasons you do not quite understand. Leaving behind the stunned girl trying to get to grips with what has just happened, you turn towards the toad demon and break into a sprint.
“Well, here goes nothing!” As you approach, every fine detail of those wrinkled, slimy lips come into focus. You leap onto the monstrous Lady Mi. Gritting your teeth, you clamp your mouth over its maw. Nothing is happening. You feel the mushy flesh sliding around and the stank, fetid breath of the surprised monster. Nothing seems to be happening, except for a certain nasty catch in your throat that is about to cause you to empty your stomach. “Blow! Blow into it!” shouts Xiahou Yu. Cursing the day you stepped foot into this mansion, you blow as hard as you can. The demon shrieks. Plumes of foul green vapour begin shooting out from its skin as it scratches at you, attempting to pull you off, but you can sense it weakening. Still, it is not dead.
“It is not enough,” shouts Zhong Hai. “We need to take more conclusive action! Keep it occupied while I set up the talismans!” You are unable to ask how long he needs, as the wild, sticky tongue of the toad demoness suddenly finds its way halfway down your throat. You gag, but your willpower keeps you clinging on as you continue to breath into your opponent, your lips closed firmly over its own. You wave your hand about in a panic, hoping that they’ll hurry up – you cannot hold on for much longer. After what seems like an eternity, there is a flash of lightning. You feel a round, smooth object, much like a large pearl, being pushed into your mouth. Stuck in the position that you are, you cannot help but swallow. The demon shrieks. The object of your long kiss evaporates, turning into a puff of pale smoke and scattering into thin air.
Almost instantly, your surroundings seem to shift and change. Light begins to stream in through the small holes in the roof and the half open windows. For some reason, it is now day. You cough and sputter, groaning as you try to gulp in as much air as you can. Even the dusty atmosphere of the abandoned mansion is better than that stench you endured while kissing the demon.
But for now, things seem to be over.
***
You find the other two men in black sucked dry of their vitality, leaving behind nothing but dried up corpses. A few of the young villagers were still alive, but it seems that most of them had expired by the time Zhong Hai found them. The mansion had not always been a site for such horrors; as it turns out, it had once belonged to Yang Xue, the greatest traitor to the country in recent history. Though his immediate family had not stayed here, it had served as a residence for some of his closer kin. Upon his betrayal, an Imperial edict had decreed the death of everyone in the mansion. They had not resisted, but their end was bloody anyway. Upon hearing the edict, the women hung themselves to prevent violation prior to their execution. Some years later, the toad demoness moved in, enslaving the resident spirits and demanding that they supply her with fresh yang energy by kidnapping and seducing any males they come across.
“Now we are free, thanks to you, Brother Yu,” says the remaining ghost, Xiaoqing, primly – the others had dissolved into the sunlight with peaceful smiles. She had been one of the maids of the mansion prior to her death; now she was seated under an umbrella, shielding her from the sun. Her voice is weak, as it seems daylight does not agree with ghosts. “My sisters have moved on to join the cycle of reincarnation.”
“Don’t I get any thanks?” you mutter, though the scholar and the ghost do not seem to hear you. “All’s well that ends well, young one,” smiles the bearded exorcist as he claps you on the back. “By the way, did you find the toad’s pearl when it was destroyed? I could not see it anywhere.”
“The toad’s pearl?” you ask.
“Yes, a portion of the culmination of its essence. For a demon that strong, it must have lived for more more than three hundred years. The pearl would be a crystallized form of the energy it cultivated… not all of it, but perhaps at least hundred years’ worth. It is quite valuable, and useful in rituals,” sighs the Taoist. “It would be a waste if it went missing.”
“That… ah…” You recall the object that you swallowed. “I appear to have eaten it, by accident.” Zhong Hai’s bushy eyebrows rise as he stares at you. Then, he shrugs. “Is that so? Well, such is fate, I suppose. I will prescribe you some talismans – burn it, mix the ashes into water, and drink it if one day you should find yourself exhibiting toad-like behaviour. Hopefully the demonic energy will not interfere too much with your qi, though your case is rather strange in the first place. I do not know what will happen, but I will pray for your well-being.”
“It would be much better if you turned into a toad and died off,” mutters Yunzi as she passes by you, carrying a bundle of belongings that she retrieved from the mansion. “It would at least stop you from violating maidens with…” She falters, her cheeks flushing as she bites her lips. Your eyes are drawn to her mouth as she does so. Unexpectedly, you find your face burning up in return. “Y-you’re acting strange,” you retort awkwardly, trying to find something to say to banish this strange embarrassment over something you have done a thousand times before. “Finish your sentences if you have the guts for it.”
“A pervert doesn’t deserve my words,” she says hastily, before turning away to tie her belongings to the horse.
“You seem to become just like a little kid when you’re around her, Jing,” says Xiahou Yu cheerfully as he walks towards you with an antique umbrella over his shoulder. You find yourself too tired to even respond to his good-natured taunt. Instead, you settle for asking about the umbrella. “What’s that? Loot from the mansion?”
“No, Xiaoqing transferred into it,” he says casually. “She will be accompanying us on the journey. I tried to refuse but she insisted, saying that she owed me a debt.”
“That is not unprecedented,” muses Zhong Hai. “Just be careful not to overdo it, young scholar. I know it might be pleasurable but it harms your vitality.”
Xiahou Yu blushes. “No, it is not like that. We do not have that sort of relationship.”
“I would be more worried about the perverted dog, Taoist,” says Yunzi. “He’s likely to go at it until he dies of exhaustion.”
“Oh? Stop talking about things you have no experience in, you frigid girl,” you say loudly. Her eyes flash angrily, glaring at you as if she’d like nothing more than to tear your throat out and watch you bleed to death on the ground. “Now, now, can’t we all just get along?” says Xiahou Yu, awkwardly attempting to defuse the situation. “Jing, this really isn’t like you. Is there something going on that I am unaware of?” You look up at the sky for a while before sighing. “No, not really,” you say at last, scratching your head. “You’re right. I’m sorry, Yunzi. Can we stop the fighting? That’s not what I’m here for.” She looks at you disbelievingly, surprised at your apology.
“W-well,” she begins, “if you understand your position then I am satisfied. I shouldn’t have been so quick to anger in the first place, so… anyway, did you say that the man in black was part of the Black Dragon Society?” Yunzi swiftly tries to change the subject away from strange apologies. You take that chance gratefully, as you had been starting to feel rather awkward about what you just said. “I think he may be part of them, but I am not certain,” you say.
“That is enough to go on. Do you know where I can find them? I suppose I should investigate just what they are up to.”
“What about your faithful followers?” you ask. “Do you not need to meet up with them?”
“There is no need, Man Tiger Pig,” says a quiet voice from behind you – you sensed him just before he spoke. Whirling around, you see Vahista a fair distance away, imposing in his steady, patient stance. Zhong Hai and Xiahou Yu look at you, and then at the newcomer. “We always have a watchful eye on our Holy Maiden.” He pauses for a while, then continues with a self-effacing smile “Though I must admit, I was stumped about gaining entry to the mansion.”
“Vahista.” Yunzi’s voice is now imperious and filled with command. “What are you doing here?”
“I am here to escort you back, O Holy Maiden. It was unfortunate that you were separated from us during the ambush at Wufushan, but we did all we could to find you again. Our Lord of the Light was rather concerned. He would much rather you did not consort with strange men.”
“And I thank you for your efforts, Vahista. However, the date of betrothal is still three years away. He need not concern himself with my actions just yet,” replies Yunzi steadily.
Vahista laughs loudly. “Oh, you misunderstand me. Our master knows that you will return to him in due time. It is just that he needs to understand the company you keep, and how it will affect his plans.” There is a sudden wave of killing intent from him. Your brows furrow – will it turn into a fight?
Yunzi replies quickly, “The company I keep-“
You interrupt Yunzi, getting slightly irked by the conversation. “-is with a pervert. There, you’re looking at him,” you declare, finishing her sentence. “There you have it,” sighs Yunzi. “This is the rude lout that somehow crosses my path, as if I am cursed.” You glare at her before continuing “I will spare no woman my attentions, but mark my words, there is one woman on this earth that I would not touch besides my mother, and that is this shrew over here. I would rather die than touch a single hair on this loathsome toad. How does that affect your great lord’s plans now, Vahista?”
Vahista just smiles. “Not at all, if that is the case.” He casts a glance at you, then at Yunzi. “What do you plan to do now, Holy Maiden?”
“I plan to track down the conspirators that ambushed us at Wufushan and punish them for the glory of our temple. It is something that you need not concern yourself with – busy yourself with preparing for the challenge against the Eight Sects.”
The man nods, bowing low. “Your will is the will of my Lord, Holy Maiden. I will obey your orders. Please return to us safely after your investigations are complete.” He steps back, and with a nimble leap, vanishes into the trees. You do not sense his presence anymore – likely he has retreated as he said.
Yunzi sighs, apparently taxed by that conversation. “Well, I cannot waste any more time on you, Xu Jing,” she says. “We will part ways here. May we never meet again.”
***
A. You offer to go with Xiangyang to help her. She does not need to know what you are really there for.
B. You explain that you too have business at the Black Dragon Society regarding Xiahou Yu’s lady friend, though you keep your real motives a secret - you offer to go together.
C. You reveal the truth of why you will be going to the Black Dragon Society; you see no need to continue lying to them, and things may go more smoothly if you don't keep secrets.
1. You reveal it to Yunzi only.
2. You reveal it to Xiahou Yu only.
3. You reveal it to both.
D. You let her go on her own way – you will act separately from her for your own investigations when you arrive in Xiangyang.
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So, frenching a toad deamon does wonders to ones potential Neigong, eh?
While I'd like nothing more than continue trolling Yunzi, I will refrain from voting for now, as I doubt it to be the wisest choice here. And perhaps some measure of wisdom is called for soon.
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Is there any chance that we can confide in Xiahou Yu but keep our motives secret from Yunzi? Of course there's no guarantee that shit happens and he ends up spilling the beans, but at this point, considering the trials that we've been through, I don't think that putting our cards on the table is necessarily a bad idea.
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