“Huh, call me an idiot now!”
Some time ago, Qi Qiqi accidentally burned Xue Qilin’s newly-made hanging chair, and was scolded. She still seems to be holding a grudge.
I really want to pour cold water on her excitement… Xue Qilin had a mischievous thought, and she glanced at Qi Qiqi’s chest with a pitying expression.
“So small…”
“What did you say!”
Noting Xue Qilin’s gaze, Qi Qiqi resembling a cat whose tail was stepped on widened her bright red eyes. It’s normal for her to be this angry. After all, she is self-conscious about her flat chest.
No one wants others to expose their shortcomings.
“Yo yo yo, be careful, or your eyes will fall out.”
Xue Qilin wrinkled her nose and said with a smile that isn’t a smile: “Really, what are you thinking, why do you have such an exaggerated reaction? I just want to say that yours is really small.”
Xue Qilin pointed to Qi Qiqi’s chest – no, she’s pointing at the flame dragon floating before Qi Qiqi’s chest.
As the lass said, Qi Qiqi’s “Thunder Flame Dragon No. 7” is probably about the thickness of one finger and the length of two fingers. Compared with Xue Qilin’s, its probably dozens of times smaller, and there is even a greater gap in the power contained within.
Take martial practitioner realms as an analogy, it’s roughly equivalent to the gap between the Human Realm and the Heaven Realm.
Xue Qilin suddenly remembered that Phecda called her Thunder Flame Dragon a worm once. If Phecda where here, the lass would love to put Qi Qiqi’s “Thunder Flame Dragon” before her face and let her see what a worm is.
Apparently also aware that her “Thunder Flame Dragon” is subpar, Qi Qiqi showed a frustrated expression. As if sensing its master’s mood, the ahoge [1] on her head deflated.
“Woo…”
Qi Qiqi made a meaningless monosyllabic sound, unwilling.
Was the cold water I poured on her excitement too much? Realizing that she might have gone overboard, Xue Qilin scratched her head awkwardly.
“Well, it’s actually faster than I imagined. I didn’t expect you to learn so quickly.”
Qi Qiqi was even more discouraged for some reason.
“But I’m not as good as Younger Sister Shui!”
The Younger Sister Shui she mentioned is of course Xue Qilin’s initiate disciple – Shui Yuner.
In fact, what Shui Yuner is learning isn’t fire magic, so she naturally can’t use “Thunder Flame Dragon”.
What she is learning is “Aqueous Curtain”.
It is a water barrier spell that can take different forms of water curtain according to the caster’s will, and it is of the same level as “Thunder Flame Dragon”.
Of course, this doesn’t mean that Shui Yuner can display the same might as Xue Qilin with a strike.
In fact, the power of a spell depends largely on the rate of consumption of spiritual qi use. The more spiritual qi is consumed, the greater the power of the spell is.
In terms of the capacity of spiritual qi – true qi, Shui Yuner is far behind Xue Qilin. She doesn’t even have half of Qi Qiqi’s capacity.
However, under the condition that the same amount of true qi is consumed, the power of her spells is more impressive than Qi Qiqi’s.
The gap between them lies in the control of spiritual qi released externally.
With her Water Resonance Physique, Shui Yuner can control virtually 100% of water spiritual qi, while Qi Qiqi can only control about 30% of true qi released externally. Thus when casting spells, the former has a lower drainage of true qi than the latter, which reflects the disparity in power.
“Ah, Little Seven, what can I say? You shouldn’t compare yourself to others, yet you insist on comparing yourself to the prodigy Little Yun… What is there to compare? Just like Little Yun’s progress in the study of martial arts is slow like the sloth called Flash [2]… everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. To compare yourself in fields that you aren’t good at with others who are good at them, isn’t that just a form of self-abuse? Or are you a ‘maso’ with a self-abuse tendency?”
Little Seven doesn’t look stupid, so how can’t she not understand the principle of strengths and weaknesses? Xue Qilin finds this funny.
“What an annoying wording! What do you mean by having a ‘self-abuse tendency’… and what is ‘maso’?”
“It means masochist…”
Xue Qilin explained, playing it down.
Qi Qiqi repudiated with dissatisfaction: “I am not a masochist! If you dare to say that I am a ‘maso’ again, I will…”
Qi Qiqi stomped her feet fiercely. If it weren’t for the fact that her hands are otherwise engaged, she might have throw a punch.
“Anyway, don’t compare yourself to Little Yun… Speaking of which, her progress is really a bit scary.”
If the body of knowledge that is magic is likened to water, then Shui Yuner is like a sponge with unlimited capacity that can absorb the knowledge of magic without stop.
“But I don’t want to lose…”
Qi Qiqi looked at the tiny flame dragon spinning around her hands and spoke sullenly.
Why does Little Seven want to compete with Little Yun? Is it the competitive spirit of someone who is a prodigy of a certain field at work? Xue Qilin blinked her eyes, at a loss.
“I still want to give you a…”
After uttering most of the sentence, Qi Qiqi suddenly covered her mouth in a panic. It’s probably a slip of the tongue.
Although she didn’t finish the sentence, but Xue Qilin still guessed what she meant, and wanted to poke fun at her. But before that, she has to warn the other party about something.
“… Little Seven, you put the dragon in your mouth.”
Xue Qilin said with a queer look on her face. At the same time, she wondered why Qi Qiqi doesn’t feel hot in her mouth.
“…”
Immediately after, Qi Qiqi’s eyes widened, silent.
Time seems to freeze for a moment, and the two stare at each other in consternation.
Then…
As if she has eaten extra spicy chilly, Qi Qiqi’s cheeks turned quite red.
She made a strange noise, rushed to the small lake in the courtyard, and jumped straight in.
Splashing water sparkled in the sun.
Unable to respond, Xue Qilin can only watch this both comedic and tragic scene, dumbfounded.
[1] – Ahoge
[2] – Flash
