This Junior would like to ensure that they cultivate Sect resources in accordance with Sect tastes.
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Ming Shi’s first instinct had been to decline the duel. He didn’t see the point in fighting over the obvious. He’d gone too far with Chang. He knew it. Everyone knew it. Ping Guoshen and Sister Bing had told him so to his face right after the congee-slap.
This Junior confesses with great humility that there has been Qi Deviation affecting both myself and the Scripture. With apology, chapter servings will be adjusted to 2x a week (Mondays and Thursdays)until the next Seclusi...
“A duel,” said Madam Zhang, thrusting the chopstick at him. “Welcome to Fragrant Bowl City, country boy. Here, slapping someone with a single chopstick is a time-honored way of challenging another chef to a duel. It also implies that you’re calling t...
The Scripture teaches us that every dumpling hides a filling, and every asshole hides a backstory.
Thus, we gather today to decide the childhood trauma that cooked Chang. That's right. The power to determine Chang's origins lies in your hands, Sect Bro...
The title character for that next section seemed to sink into the page as if it had been engraved in stone. When Ming Shi touched it, it felt warm and patient, like heated Kitchen tiles under your bare feet.
The text was written in bold calligraphy that retained a surprising amount of gravitas despite all the sauce, tea stains and subtitular margin notes that crowded the pages.
Madam Zhang’s bellow was deafening. She stood in the doorway, furious, holding a jade tablet that flashed rapidly with crimson light.
Ming Shi, who was spread-eagle on the floor, basking butt-naked in sunshine and enlightenment, discovered that Qi
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Light erupted from Ming Shi as his meridians blazed, incandescent. His chest swelled and his back arched so forcefully he thought he might burst or snap.
Blindly, he felt the brush of something awesome, something transcendent, something just beyond—
After last week's qi-deviation (wherein it was discovered that a chapter mysteriously uploaded itself in the wrong order eheheh), this Junior has been enlightened. The Scripture requires periodic closed-door cultivation to maintain both quali...
Ming Shi made it back to his room at Madam Zhang’s without exploding.
Great sign. Very auspicious, he assured himself.
He sat on the floor at the foot of his bed. There was a square patch of sun there from the light slanting in through his window. It reminded him of a medit...
Due to a qi-deviation in my Chapter Release Technique, this week’s chapters (31, 32, 33) have already been released ahead of time. Rest assured: we are still exactly where we should be in the release schedule. A...
It has come to my attention that I accidentally forward-jumped one chapter in my upload schedule after Chapter 23! Instead of posting Chapter 24, I posted Chapter 25 instead. The chapter I jumped over is a very important one that introduces a key character, Fang Caishen
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Ming Shi’s Day Three masterpiece was a magnificent abomination.
It was, generously speaking, a child’s drawing of Chang holding a bowl of congee while emanating holy light. Ming Shi had spent his sleepless hours creating this masterpiece with ink and delirium. The thing was huge. Seven ...
Theory and practice always differ, and Ming Shi spent the next three days exploring how wide that gap could be.
Day One began with Ming Shi arriving at his stall while the stars still gossiped faintly overhead. He'd beaten even the dawn to his stall and was the first vendor to set up and fi...
He figured it out as he half-walked, half-ran through the night.
How full of secrets the street felt at this small hour. They teased and beckoned beneath the moon, veiled silver-blue in its knowing light. Dead ends looked like doorways; doorways looked like mouths.
“Please, Ming Shi, don’t mind me,” Xiaoye said. “I will just practice my beginner’s manual while you practice yours. Like you, I am being truly challenged by the basics of my own Approved Path.”
She summoned a manual from her storage bag and held it up—Clear Water Path: Be...