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    Shen Yuan transmigrates into the body of resident scum villain Shen Qingqiu and starts immediately sucking up to his apprentice- the protagonist- Luo Binghe. But in a masterful stroke of genius, just before he would be forced to push Luo Binghe into the Abyss, Shen Qingqiu fakes his own death and retires to a life of relaxation!

    Bye bye, cultivator world drama! Luo Binghe obsession with Shen Qingqiu: avoided! Shen Yuan: out!

    Luo Binghe, meanwhile, falls into the Abyss anyway and comes out as the stallion protagonist he was always meant to be- ruthless, conquering, womanizing, and hot as fuck.

    Good thing Shen Yuan will never see him again and doesn't have to worry about all that! Yes they will definitely never meet again! Definitely not ever! HahahahahahaHA

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    “If the body can’t warm up, then things get uh, b-bad?”

     

    Mobei-jun cuts him a look that’s made for slaughter. “What does that mean?”

     

    “A-ah, it’s called hypothermia, my king.”

     

    “And you die once it happens.”

     

    Again, not a question. “You can.” When Mobei-jun makes an absolutely terrifying face, Shang Qinghua hastens to add, “But not instantly! Y-you can actually recover from it, if the hypothermia doesn’t progress too far.”

     

    “How far?” Mobei-jun growls.

     

    “There are f-f-f-five stages,” Shang Qinghua shivers out, lips numb. “The fifth stage is death.”

     

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    Shang Qinghua and Mobei-jun have their spiritual powers sealed before getting dumped in a white-out snowstorm. Mobei-jun quickly learns that humans are far more susceptible to the cold than he thought.

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    23 Aug 2026

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    Luo Binghe watches gleefully as the transformation takes. Shen Qingqiu becomes a monster under this foggy, moonlit night, the two of them embracing in the shadows under the eaves of this abandoned home. And from the way Shen Qingqiu sucks at Luo Binghe's palm with such utter desperation, Luo Binghe knows he can use this.

    Shen Qingqiu wakes up in Luo Binghe's underground palace in the midst of an expanding empire, fearful of what kind of revenge Luo Binghe is plotting. Luo Binghe visits him over and over again, imploring Shen Qingqiu to drink his blood despite the side effects that come with his bite. Shen Qingqiu can’t let Luo Binghe’s plans for revenge go any further!

    But every moment, he gets hungrier.

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    22 Aug 2026

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    Someone had just sat at the adjacent table, and Tianlang-Jun forgot how to breathe.

    Green and white robes, the colours of spring bamboo and fresh snow, cut from silk so fine it seemed to flow like water with every movement. The man who wore them moved with a controlled grace that made everyone else look clumsy by comparison — each gesture precise, deliberate, beautiful in its economy. He settled onto his cushion in one fluid motion and produced a folding fan from his sleeve, snapping it open with a flick of his wrist that was almost musical.

    He looked like a painting. He looked like a poem. He looked like the kind of beauty that started wars and ended dynasties, and he was sitting close enough that Tianlang-Jun could see the faint embroidery on his sleeves — bamboo leaves stitched in thread just slightly darker than the silk beneath.

    "Zhuzhi-Lang," he whispered, unable to look away. "Tell me you see him too. The beauty in green. Please tell me I'm not hallucinating."

    There was a sigh from his nephew, "This one sees him, Junshang."

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    What if Tianlang-Jun and Head Disciple Shen Jiu met instead?
    A fic about falling in love, art and learning to speak without words.

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    21 Aug 2026

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    Days pass, and all goes as it should. Shen Yuan drinks her tea in the morning and the evening, humming with approval and licking her lips to chase the taste once she’s done. As oblivious and unsuspecting as a deer in the sights of a hunter, trustingly drinking whatever is handed to her. Ridiculous. She is fortunate that Shen Qingqiu wishes her no ill will.

    He quietly stops bothering to pour a cup for himself, something which is barely noted upon.

    “It is too sweet,” is all he says upon questioning, before he adds, “I still have some left over, however. I will continue to brew it for you.”

    “Ah, would you?” Shen Yuan asks, brightening up a little. Pleased to be doted on. “Sorry if that’s inconvenient, but honestly that’s some of the best tea you’ve gotten your hands on yet. What’s it called?”

    It is an idle, incurious question. Shen Qingqiu deals with it appropriately.

    “I do not recall,” is what he says and, “I will look into it.”

    Shen Yuan hums an affirmative, and that is that. She does not remember to ask again.

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    Shen Qingqiu decides to make some alterations to his lovely assistant; Shen Yuan is entirely oblivious until it is too late for him.

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