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thestormthatrises · 2 years ago

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#Moshang

The day An Ding stood still.

Now, everyone knows that the Lord of An Ding does not stop. If SQH isn't on his peak, making sure it's running perfectly, he's running around the other peaks of CQ trying to get his Martial siblings to do the same (or just Do their jobs), helping out his Martial nieces and nephews and generally carrying the sect on his back.

(Or he's out. Namely on missions, sure, but really he's in the demon realm keep MBJ's kingdom and LBH's empire in check too)

So it's weird, one day, for one of his Head disciples to not see his shizun up and early for morning rounds.

He waits.

And waits.

And nothing.

Was shizun on a 'mission' and no one told him about it?

Concerned that he got his schedule wrong, Quan Peilun goes to Sqh's leisure house. Just to check.

There he finds... Shizun.

A sleeping shizun.

It's both a sad and endearing sight, to see his Shizun sleeping so peacefully surrounded by piles and piles of work.

Shizun is so diligent, so caring, so smart... No one but the disciples of AD and *him* truly See how good and virtuous and important SQH is. No one knows what he sacrifices for everybody. No one cherishes his hard work.

It's sad and frustrating but Shizun never gets actually mad about it. It's just the way things are, he says with a resigned sigh. A sigh of someone Who tried and failed so many times to change things. 'Just... Do no evil but take no shit, yeah?' Shizun colorfully says.

Shizun is so strong. His disciples can't help but be mad. Can't help but ressent. Can't the poison that seeps into their hearts with each disrespect to Them and theirs. CQ had no right to treat them as badly as they did. Had no right to mock and insult their hard working shizun as they did!

Specially when Shizun was this exhausted all the time...

Peilun sighed and made his way thru the towers of papers and maps and trinkets To wake SQH up.

"Shizun" He called out. "Shizun, forgive your disciple but it's morning" he explained, gently shaking his master. "Shizun, please wake up. Today is a busy day, like you said and--"

But SQH did not wake up.

Peilun frowned, concerned. "Shizun?"

He shook him harder. Again. Harder. Again. The young cultivator felt panic rush up his blood stream.

"Shizun?"

Asking forgiveness to all gods that praised filial piety, he struck SQH across the face.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

"Shizun!!"

This was a crises. An absolute nightmare situation.

Never, since the war with the great demon emperor (that took away most of CQ's cultivators, leaving only inexperienced disciples under the leadership of the Qing generation), had AD been without SQH.

Even when He was kidnapped by *him* (and none of the other peak lord's tried to save SQH like they tried for SQQ's corpse), shizun had always managed to send messages, warnings and advice.

Thru thick and thin, Shizun had been there for them and now he was...

He was...

No.

They wouldn't name it.

The head disciples closed ranks. There were four of them. There needed to be four of them because shizun was a god and did, on a good day, the job of four people all it once.

So he needed four head disciples. One for AD, one for CQ, one for the Other sect, and one for espionage.

Two boys and two girls.

And yet, even with four of them, no one could keep a level head.

"Oh Shizun" cried Zhao Lusi as they huddled over his bed. "Please wake up"

"Stop crying! He's fine! He's sleeping!" Insisted Han Shuo. "They Have been running him ragged. We've been telling him again and again to take a break. His body must've given out" the boy decreed, firmly to squash his own doubts.

"We should call *him"* Chen yuanyuan said, causing horror in the other three.

"Not *him*!!!"

"are you crazy?? *He* will take shizun away again and I doubt anyone *here* will want to fight to bring him back!"

"They'll just let him to freeze over *there* or worse become --"

"And *he'll* be SO disappointed in us" Lusi cried again. "Oh shizun, shizun, what do we do?"

"we can't ask *him* for help. We just can't. It'll just make everything worse!"

"Then who?? We can't let the peak know. It'll be chaos."

"*They* won't care"

"Wait... We don't know that"

"Are you joking? They would rather see him dead in a ditch than ever help shizun"

"But maybe not them... Maybe just Mu Qingfang?"

Han Shao and Zhao Lusi nervously giggled, unsure if Peilun was being serious.

"Have we all taken stupid pills today? Remember when shizun asked for a resident medic for our peak and MAF said he couldn't spare a single person?"

"because they were 'too busy'"

"Shizun had to send a whole class outside the sect to learn how to be healers because he refused to even teach one of us basic aid" Lusi lamented. "Oh shizun..."

"Yeah but... Maybe time's have changed?" Yuanyuan tried. "They begged him to return"

"I'm writing a letter to Zhao Hua Temple. One of the monks owes Shizun a favor"

"Well, I'm going to call on Mu-shushu"

"You're going to waste breath!"

"Then it will be my breath wasted, Han Shao!" Yuanyuan exclaimed. "It's better than to do nothing!"

"I'm not doing nothing!I just don't want waste time!" He huffed. "We need tobe quick and the best... Shizun he..." He huffed. " They won't do the best. Not for him."

"...We have to try."

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Mu Qingfang didn't do his best. He didn't even try. He didn't come.

Of course, there were excuses. So many excuses. But no matter how much the girl pleaded, on her knees, her head stuck to the ground... The healer would not come.

'when he wakes, tell him to come to me'

Yuanyuan could barely breath at the insult. Rage. Liquid rage and hurt and disgust ran a storm thru her being.

How could he??

How could they!

It was all she could do not to scream at the Healing Lord's face.

'Dont show them you're upset.' Shizun had taught her.

'Some people live off of making others miserable. Don't feed the trolls' Shizun had such a funny way of speaking. She missed it so much.

And only because of that, she contained her bitter tears.

'Dont get upset, Yuanyuan' Shizun had also said. 'get even'

-----

Peilun crumpled the letter from Zhao Hua Temple in his hand.

They told him they would send a healer but only in a fortnight's time. Excuses were had, of course. Excuses, excuses...

It was funny. Nobody liked Shizun's excuses when he legitimately couldn't do something

They all just made him work harder and harder until they got their wishes met.

Fury. Cold and unrelenting fury took over his heart.

What were they,these good and noble cultivators? Useless, ungrateful piles of secrets and degeneracy!

None of them had been worthy of Shizun's help. Not then and never now, never in the future!

'Dont be upset Peilun' Shizun's calm voice echoed thru his aching heart. 'This world is a rotten place. Where the beautiful, the strong and the rich fount their treasures and rest Their feet in the the poor and weaks' necks. That's why we must stick together. We are An Ding first, anything else second' Shizun had said.

'Take that rage to protect and care for our own'

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The final straw for Han Shuo came in the form of a shattering kick to the back from a Bai Zhan disciple.

"Hey, duckling" the brute said, pulling at his yellow robes. "Liu-shifu wants to know where the new training dummies are at?"

Heaving thru the blinding pain Han Shuo said: "...They are delayed" through his teeth.

"Again?!" Came from his assailant

"Can't anyone in this stupid peak do their job?" Came from one of his goons

"How long will we have to wait this time?" Another said.

"A peak as useless as its lord"

And that was it.

He snapped.

Han Shuo couldn't, for the life of him, remember what happened next but, in moment, he has been kneeling on the ground, papers scattered around him as he struggled to breathe and then....

His hands were bloody.

He was holding a Bai Zhan boy By the throat.

His cheeks were hot and wet

He was screaming. Screaming as loud and as menacing as he could.

The words didn't seem his own.

"FUCK YOU! FUCK ALL OF YOU! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU, YOU ENTITLED, USELESS LITTLE SHITS!'

'Senseless violence leads nowhere, Shuo-er'

That's what Shizun had said.

'But sometimes, just sometimes, bitches get stitches'

------

All of them converged back to Shizun's room, fire in their heart and thunder j. Their gaze.

Zhao Lusi had been the one that volunteered to stay behind and care for the unconscious peak lord.

Her tears had yet to stop. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't Keep her sorrow in check. Just looking at her precious shizun like that, so soft and vulnerable and... Motionless.

Forced into a peace similar to... To the dead.

Her heart ached and tore.

Shang Qinghua didn't deserve this, whatever it was.

He deserved rest, for sure.

He deserved a long, well deserved rest. And pampering. And honors. No one in this world deserved it more than he in her eyes. But he deserved to be awake to enjoy them. He deserved so much more. So much more than his mere disciples could give...!

"Oh Shizun..." She silently cried, gently combing his long curly hair, working away the knots of neglect as the other head disciples raged on.

"--I CAN'T BELIEVE HIM!"

"--I CANT BELIEVE THEM!!"

"--THE NERVE IF THOSE LITTLE PRICKS"

"AFTER EVERYTHING SHIZUN DID FOR MU SHUSHU!"

"Shizun..."

"--I SWEAR! I COULD KILL ALL OF THEM!"

"--UNWORTHY, GREEDY... SWINE!"

"--And they have the nerve to call themselves siblings! I would never have abandoned one of our own like that and--"

Eventually it all became too much.

"Gods! Stop!" Lusi demanded. "Just stop!"

She repeated, catching the other three's attention.

"This isn't helping! This isn't helping Shizun!" She continued to chastise. "Shizun... Needs us. We need to come together and stop and... And fix it!" Her voice wavered just by looking down at SQH. "An Ding first, damnit"

Silence finally reigned between them.

She was right.

SQH *was* An Ding.

No matter how mad and justified they were, none of those feelings was waking SQH up.

And he needed them.

Lusi went back to her self appointed task, her tears gently falling from her sweet, round face

"The world should stop to" She whispered, running gently oiled fingers thru Shizun's brown curls. "It doesn't seem right" Shizun carried the world on his shoulders. Why did it keep going when SQH could not?

Yuanyuan's came alight with those words.

"That's it!"

"what's it?" Han Shuo asked, tense and heart heavy.

"That's what we'll do!"

"...What are you talking about?" Peilun sighed, tiredly.

"We'll stop!" Yuanyuan announced. "An Ding is going to stop everything until the medic from Zhao Hua Temple comes"

"W-what?"

"Think about it, guys!" She was almost manic in her explanation. "*They* need us for everything. From their badic food and administration to their little comforts and trinkets. The Sects need An Ding for commerce and goods-- to say nothing of the protection of our regions! We can't do our job without Shizun's final say!" She smiled, wickedly please. "If we stop, if we all just stop, they'll be without! They won't know what to do without us and Shizun! They'll--"

"They'll have to come"

"They will ALL have to come" Yuanyuan corrected.

"And they can't force us to work either because of *him*"

"By all the gods in Heaven!! That's brilliant!!"

"We need an assembly. Everyone has to be on board but I think they will be and then we'll strike them where it hurts!"

"Yes! We'll strike!!"

#life and times of An Ding Peak #moshang #Shang Qinghua #Mobei Jun #saving shit from my twitter #SVSSS

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