It was deeply unfortunate how much bullshit he had to put up with now that he'd returned to the role of Shen Qingqiu -- starting with the fact that he couldn't actually say the word 'bullshit' out loud anymore, unless he wanted to shatter his reputation and risk getting outed as an imposter. He had to look and act properly at all times, which, damn it! He hadn't even realized just how much he'd relaxed his face in Trench until suddenly that freedom was all gone! And while he had Shen Qingqiu's cultivation back, it had brought Without A Cure along with it. Xiu Ya couldn't talk to him anymore, he had the looming threat of Binghe's return once more over his head, and there was nobody he could talk to about any of it, not even Airplane. The stupid jerkface asshat would probably just start whining about how he hadn't gotten to go anywhere in thirty years or whatever, ugh. Hard pass.
Still, it's wasn't entirely bad. Qing Jing Peak was wonderfully predictable in its day-to-day routine; he wouldn't have to worry about his cute little village suddenly going all Inception-y or getting attacked by zombie dogs or any of that nonsense, and he was genuinely glad to see all his sweet disciples again (minus the obvious Binghe-shaped gap of course, but he was trying not to think about that). And even if his cultivation was handicapped, it wasn't bad enough that he was barred from leaving the peak (as if anyone could stop a peak lord from coming and going as he pleased, hah!) and Liu Qingge was always happy to tag along on this or that little adventure.
In fact, that's what they were doing today: word had gotten back to Cang Qiong Mountain Sect of a rogue cultivator setting himself up in one of the small villages within their territory, and Shen Qingqiu had volunteered to go and speak with him. It didn't seem that the gentleman in question had done anyone any harm; in fact he seemed to have a knack for building traps that could capture and dispatch lesser demons with ease. Still, a Great Sect couldn't leave just anyone to wander around their territory, if for no other reason that it would look bad to outsiders. Shen Qingqiu had half a mind to just offer the man an outer discipleship and leave him in peace, and when he'd said as much to Yue Qingyuan before leaving the sect leader hadn't seemed at all opposed, so long as the rogue cultivator was honest and righteous in deeds as well as his reputation. They'd see what he had to say for himself.
"Liu-shidi must remember to let this master do all the talking," Shen Qingqiu reminded his traveling companion, lifting the curtain on his carriage window so he could lean out and speak to the other peak lord on his horse. Why Liu Qingge would never simply join him inside the carriage, he'd never understand! Maybe he liked the macho image he cut? Or he was hoping they'd be ambushed by demons or bandits and he could sneak in a quick fight before they reached the village, whichever.
Liu Qingge simply grunted, which Shen Qingqiu chose to take as assent. He smiled and sat back down, the curtain dropping before he could see the way Liu Qingge blushed, his eyes darting over to catch a quick glimpse of Shen Qingqiu's white wrist before it withdrew. (Poor Liu Qingge! Even out of the closet, Shen Yuan was just too blind to romance to realize how much he like-liked him!)
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A Scum Villain in PIDW (JGY+SY crossover)
Date: 2023-05-20 09:58 pm (UTC)Still, it's wasn't entirely bad. Qing Jing Peak was wonderfully predictable in its day-to-day routine; he wouldn't have to worry about his cute little village suddenly going all Inception-y or getting attacked by zombie dogs or any of that nonsense, and he was genuinely glad to see all his sweet disciples again (minus the obvious Binghe-shaped gap of course, but he was trying not to think about that). And even if his cultivation was handicapped, it wasn't bad enough that he was barred from leaving the peak (as if anyone could stop a peak lord from coming and going as he pleased, hah!) and Liu Qingge was always happy to tag along on this or that little adventure.
In fact, that's what they were doing today: word had gotten back to Cang Qiong Mountain Sect of a rogue cultivator setting himself up in one of the small villages within their territory, and Shen Qingqiu had volunteered to go and speak with him. It didn't seem that the gentleman in question had done anyone any harm; in fact he seemed to have a knack for building traps that could capture and dispatch lesser demons with ease. Still, a Great Sect couldn't leave just anyone to wander around their territory, if for no other reason that it would look bad to outsiders. Shen Qingqiu had half a mind to just offer the man an outer discipleship and leave him in peace, and when he'd said as much to Yue Qingyuan before leaving the sect leader hadn't seemed at all opposed, so long as the rogue cultivator was honest and righteous in deeds as well as his reputation. They'd see what he had to say for himself.
"Liu-shidi must remember to let this master do all the talking," Shen Qingqiu reminded his traveling companion, lifting the curtain on his carriage window so he could lean out and speak to the other peak lord on his horse. Why Liu Qingge would never simply join him inside the carriage, he'd never understand! Maybe he liked the macho image he cut? Or he was hoping they'd be ambushed by demons or bandits and he could sneak in a quick fight before they reached the village, whichever.
Liu Qingge simply grunted, which Shen Qingqiu chose to take as assent. He smiled and sat back down, the curtain dropping before he could see the way Liu Qingge blushed, his eyes darting over to catch a quick glimpse of Shen Qingqiu's white wrist before it withdrew. (Poor Liu Qingge! Even out of the closet, Shen Yuan was just too blind to romance to realize how much he like-liked him!)