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While you consider if the general and grandmaster of the White Jade Devil Opposing Army (白玉魔鬼抗击军队, Báiyùmóguǐkàngjījūnduì), the foremost experts of hunting, fighting, subjugating and killing demons in amongst the sects of Chuan, the giant and somewhat peculiar Bai Shengzhanshi and your bodyguard and advisor, the fierce ghost and namesake forgotten king of the your catacombs Àodàshèng (Proud Great Sage, 傲大圣) would get along and could perhaps become friends, the unbelievably tall and muscular demon slayer continues to excitedly list off every species of devil still known in the orthodox world of cultivation, as he tries to guess which you'll be pursuing to slaughter on your adventures down by the yellow spring. Which he has taken your suggestion of as already being fact and a promise all but sealed in blood and spoken oaths. Its kind of endearing how enthusiastic he is to mercilessly murder evil, speaking of the act the same way a child might their favorite game.
Shandian, the head of the Storm Shrine Mountain Sect (风暴圣地山 ,Fēngbàoshèngdìshān), has put down his drink to watch the free for all melee with extreme and total attention, allowing for no distractions to draw it away from the brawl between the best mortal fighters the lands of Chuan have to offer, who have gotten really competitive in what to them must seem like their last chance to enter your service and be granted to supreme privilege of being the student of a teacher as worldly, traveled and experienced as yourself. Not to mention that you're also the most kindly of mentors as well, of course. However, as you play a little personal game of trying to put faces and racial features to the ever growing number of devils that Shengzhanshi speaks the names of to see if you have a reaction that'll be a tell to show him what exactly you'll be teaching him and his students how to battle and kill as swiftly as you would a mouse with a single smack of your paw, a thought worms its way into your head, like a corpse eating beetle gnawing its way into a casket.
"You know, the cycle of reincarnation, is a great wheel that constantly rotates without a care for what gets crushed in its way" You interrupt, stopping him by lifting a single finger delicately, stopping him as he began to list demon lords you are almost certain died of old age generations ago, since you've never heard about them even though you've gone stomping around hell many more times than the "Sane" would care to risk.
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Sect/ disciple info Doc: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1A0Yghkqs4WxALnnlVJ2uPpphQk9NQ4ME32DzC1qWp7Q/edit?usp=sharing
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While you consider if the general and grandmaster of the White Jade Devil Opposing Army (白玉魔鬼抗击军队, Báiyùmóguǐkàngjījūnduì), the foremost experts of hunting, fighting, subjugating and killing demons in amongst the sects of Chuan, the giant and somewhat peculiar Bai Shengzhanshi and your bodyguard and advisor, the fierce ghost and namesake forgotten king of the your catacombs Àodàshèng (Proud Great Sage, 傲大圣) would get along and could perhaps become friends, the unbelievably tall and muscular demon slayer continues to excitedly list off every species of devil still known in the orthodox world of cultivation, as he tries to guess which you'll be pursuing to slaughter on your adventures down by the yellow spring. Which he has taken your suggestion of as already being fact and a promise all but sealed in blood and spoken oaths. Its kind of endearing how enthusiastic he is to mercilessly murder evil, speaking of the act the same way a child might their favorite game.
Shandian, the head of the Storm Shrine Mountain Sect (风暴圣地山 ,Fēngbàoshèngdìshān), has put down his drink to watch the free for all melee with extreme and total attention, allowing for no distractions to draw it away from the brawl between the best mortal fighters the lands of Chuan have to offer, who have gotten really competitive in what to them must seem like their last chance to enter your service and be granted to supreme privilege of being the student of a teacher as worldly, traveled and experienced as yourself. Not to mention that you're also the most kindly of mentors as well, of course. However, as you play a little personal game of trying to put faces and racial features to the ever growing number of devils that Shengzhanshi speaks the names of to see if you have a reaction that'll be a tell to show him what exactly you'll be teaching him and his students how to battle and kill as swiftly as you would a mouse with a single smack of your paw, a thought worms its way into your head, like a corpse eating beetle gnawing its way into a casket.
"You know, the cycle of reincarnation, is a great wheel that constantly rotates without a care for what gets crushed in its way" You interrupt, stopping him by lifting a single finger delicately, stopping him as he began to list demon lords you are almost certain died of old age generations ago, since you've never heard about them even though you've gone stomping around hell many more times than the "Sane" would care to risk.
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