#yue qinguan

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stilton I love all the sv fics you've been posting lately 🥺 will you be posting more in the future?

I have two multichapter SVSSS WIPs (A Wife by Any Other Name and my ongoing LOTR-inspired Bingqiu fic), and I plan to post around six more oneshots for the SVSSS Gotcha for Gaza. After that, though, my SVSSS writing days will likely come to an end! :')

I do have a Qijiu age gap AU in the works; but my (countless, at this point) MDZS projects take priority, so this one might not ever see the light of day. I've attached a few scenes below the cut, in case anyone is interested. <3

Short background: in this AU, Yue Qingyuan and Shen Jiu met when they were fifteen and five years old respectively, when YQY (then a kitchen slave) took little Shen Jiu off the streets and hid him in an abandoned wing of his master's manor. They were separated when SJ was discovered, and Yue Qingyuan was badly beaten and thrown out of the estate while Shen Jiu managed to escape and ended up being sold to the Qius a few years later. When they reunited at the Immortal Alliance Conference, YQY had been Qiong Ding's head disciple for nearly a decade and had just earned the right to accept disciples of his own, so SJ became YQY's disciple and went back to Cang Qiong with him.

Shen Jiu later realizes that he and SY!SQQ (head disciple/future peak lord of Qing Jing) are brothers; the following scenes mostly concern his relationship with Shen Yuan.

scene 1, set shortly after Shen Jiu comes to Cang Qiong and discovers that he and Shen Qingqiu are related:

This soft-eyed, fair-faced fool—he could never have lived through the trials Shen Jiu and his Qi-ge had endured, no matter how strong his cultivation, or how fine his calligraphy, or how well he swayed the hearts of men to bow to his every whim—

“Oh,” Shen Qingqiu murmurs, his voice full of such pain that Qi-ge makes a sound of distress behind him. “Of course. They must have had another child after they sold me away.”

Shen Jiu stares. “What? You were…”

“There was a drought in the second-to-last dog year, before you were born,” Shen Qingqiu says distantly, unfolding his fan and placing it over his mouth. “I was the third son, and born sickly—so when the slavers came to Jinan, they told Father that I was quick-witted and handsome enough to serve a lordling in a great house, and that I would have all the food I wanted and medicine to treat my infirmity as long as I did not make too much of a nuisance of myself. So I was sold and taken away.”

He casts a thoughtful glance at Shen Jiu’s sharp nose and smooth jaw, and then at the mole behind his left ear. “The sixth year after that was a bad year, too. You must have been sold then.”

Shen Jiu wants to tell this cheap brother of his that he had not even been sold, for the slavers had wanted nothing to do with a three-year-old infant scarcely out of babyhood. His mother was long-dead by then, and his father and the two kept brothers had resented her for bearing Shen Jiu and hated Shen Jiu for not having died before he was weaned: so there was no one to protest when his father carried him out of their shack while he slept and abandoned him in an alley a few miles away. If this heretofore-unknown third elder brother, Shen Yuan, had not been pretty enough to catch the eyes of the Jinan slavers, perhaps their father would have done the same to him.

scene 2, set about a year later, after Shen Jiu finds out that Yue Qingyuan's personal name Yue Qi is not written with the character for "seven" in CQM's sect records:

“Qi was good enough for Qi-ge.”

“Yue Qi’s name was changed when he entered the sect,” Shen Qingqiu tells him. “The Qi that Shixiong uses now comes from qi xi, for a bird resting on a perch.”

Shen Jiu turns around to stare accusingly at Yue Qinguan. “You never told me that you’d changed your name. Why did I have to find out from—from Senior Shen?”

“Ah, well,” Yue Qingyuan says awkwardly, “Shizun was the one who decided that the Qi for seven wasn’t worthy of a Qiong Ding Peak disciple, and then I became the head disciple, and my name was changed again, to Qingyuan. I haven’t signed my name with the new Qi in years. But, A-Jiu, I do think that Shidi is right; it’ll be years before you can become a head disciple, and in that time…”

“Should I use the jiu for ‘a long while,’ then?” Shen Jiu quips. “Or jiu zhi?”

Shen Qingqiu snaps his fan closed. “No. How practiced are you in the scholarly arts?”

“I do well enough,” Shen Jiu bristles. Reading, writing, and the reciting of poetry were the three subjects that came to him easily after he entered the sect; and though he had been near the bottom of the class when he first arrived, his weekly reports placed him at the top by the beginning of the second month. “Ask Qi-ge.”

“Then why not use the name Jiu’ge, after the second volume of the Chuci?” Shen Qingqiu asks. “What do you think, shixiong?”

“I think Jiu'ge is a fine name. But it’s no good if Xiao-Jiu doesn’t like it.”

Shen Jiu thinks for a moment. In truth, he had wanted Yue Qi to bestow a new name upon him, if it so happened that he needed one. He gave Shen Jiu the very first name he remembers, Xiao Lizi, after the plums that Yue Qi used to smuggle to him when he was a child in the Huang manor; but he does not entirely detest the thought of this strange elder brother, thrown away just as he was, choosing the name Shen Jiu will be known by in the future.

“It’s not bad,” he admits at last. “Very well, then. Let it be Jiu’ge.”

[reulaux]

To Ascend Part 5

The next morning, Shen Qingqiu comes to Yue Qingyuan’s house.

“Qi ge, can you grant me the permission to enter seclusion for infinite time without interruption no matter what?"

"Xiao Jiu, but the demons are approaching?"

"Don't our shidi and shimei always scorn my weak cultivation? I’ll only get in their way once the demons reach Cang Qiong. I'd better improve my strength. And I feel like I'm on the verge of breaking through."

"But you're the sect strategist..." 

Shen Qingqiu smiles. "Qi ge, under an overwhelming force, there is no scheme that can withstand it. This is my strategy: to increase my cultivation. Only then might we have a chance."

"Is that so?"Yue Qingyuan contemplates. "Alright, Xaio Jiu may do as he wishes. I'll inform the other Peak Lords."

"Can I trust Zhangmen shixiong won’t break the promise this time?" 

Yue Qinguan looks down guiltily. "I swear this time I won't."  

"Thank you." Shen Qingqiu turns away to leave.  

"Xiao Jiu, wait." Shen Qingqiu turns back. "Please don't rush. You're prone to qi deviations."

"Rushing? Me?" Shen Qingqiu snorts. "I'm not a fool. My qi deviations are from.. A different cause." Shen Qingqiu looks at Yue Qingyuan intently, "On the other hand, you have to stay alive until I come back. I may have the knowledge to severe the bond between a life force and a spiritual sword, but I don't have a means to resurrect a human."

"You have the knowledge...?" Yue Qingyuan looks surprised. "Xiao Jiu, I promise!" 

Shen Qingqiu gives a small smile and walks away.

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The Qing Jing Peak Lord meditates alone in the Ling Xi Cave.

He knows he has been dismissed all his life that his opportunity to cultivate was too long passed, that his foundation was too weak, that his cultivation was too ruined to reach any higher. He knows his life has been harder than many. It has given him too many scars and their consequences shape him into what he was never able to shake off. He knew his abandonment issue and inferiority complex were going to turn into heart demons that got in his way in every step forward, so his choices were to either ignore them and run as far away from them as possible forever, or face them head on.

If he was going to toil his life in cultivation and live with it to eternity, he might as well treat taking down heart demons as his life goal. Therefore, when he started cultivating the Core Formation, he chose the Path of Absolution.

Even though he succeeded some and became calmer, his martial siblings' impressions of him during the discipleship are not so easily erased. Despite all his efforts, he could only carve a position for himself only in name. There is no acceptance of his standing among his peers.        

Shen Qingqiu reminisces his past. He remembers his mouth turning downwards as soon as his newest disciple, Luo Binghe, mentioned his mother. He remembers taking deep breaths to calm himself and downed the tea in one gulp, standing up abruptly, hiding his slightly shaken hands under his long, wide sleeves, and briskly walked out off the Bamboo House, while ordering Ming Fan to give the new disciple a room in the dorm, uniforms, and a cultivation manual. He knew if he stayed there any longer, he was going to act out from jealousy, then qi deviate, and destroy his hard-earned cultivation progresses.

Shen Qingqiu might not see the new disciple’s facial expression, but the child sitting there sported one of the brightest smiles in his life.

It took several days for Shen Qingqiu to solidify his self control to face Luo Binghe again. He briefly gave few necessary pointers in studies, grudgingly noticed how quickly and easily the boy learned, and had to leave before his composure cracked.

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Luo Binghe stands on the demolished battlefield. He looks around, noting he has not seen shizun for a long time.

In the past, Luo Binghe has seen his shizun looking at him unreadably, neutrally, and many times unhappily, but Luo Binghe also saw his shizun quietly frowned at most things.

Shizun often checked progresses of each disciple.

He called each disciple to play weiqi with him, and held weiqi competitions for all disciples to play against themselves.

He started a stanza and had each disciple continued the next.

He infused qi into his paintings and calligraphy and made them look ethereal.

He taught disciples to make all kinds of spiritual musical instruments, then composed music sheet for each instrument and arranged them to play together in concerts that rang across the peaks. The intertwining sounds and harmony that came out captivated any cultivators that passed by. The collective qi produced swirled strongly throughout the sect, soothing, clear, and calm.

Then it changed when Shen Qingqiu announced he was going into seclusion and exited months later in a battered appearance, his robe flayed and splotched with blood, his expression disappointed? Frustrated? Self loathing?

To Ascend Part 1

I've had this idea for months but I can't figure the details near the end, and the scale of the fic seems too large for my experience so here is the snippet? to read.

The summary might be:

'Shen Qingqiu did not pour tea on Luo Binghe, did not give him a faulty cultivation manual, did not lock him in the woodshed, nor did he punish him unjustly.

Nevertheless, Shen Qingqiu is a cold and bitter man.

The Endless Abyss still opens in the Immortal Alliance Conference. Luo Binghe's seal still breaks.

And there stands Shen Qingqiu who is intensely staring at the pleading and crying disciple.'

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When original Shen Qingqiu is standing in front of the Endless Abyss as Binghe's seal breaks, the first person who comes to looks for him is Yue Qingyuan.

Yue Qingyuan, seeing the glowing Heavenly Demon mark no difference from on Tianlang jun on Binghe's forehead, shouts to Shen Qingqiu to step back, and immediately unsheathes Xuan Su for the first time in 17 years to blast at Binghe to save his Xiao Jiu.

Shen Qingqiu, however, doesn't step back as he's told. He inscrutably watches Binghe's lying sprawl on the ground, whose wounds are slowly mending together.

Mobei jun attacks Yue Qingyuan. Yue Qingyuan tells Shen Qingqiu to call for help but Shen Qingqiu remains inaction until other cultivators come due to the intense qi clashing.

They fight. Weapons clang, talismans fly, seals glow, demonic energy lashes, but Shen Qingqiu never participates.

Yue Qingyuan finally blasts Binghe into the Endless Abyss.

Unbeknownst to everyone except Shen Qingqiu, Mobei jun simultaneously opens a portal just inside the Endless Abyss to catch Luo Binghe and another portal for himself to teleports to the Demon Realm.

Yue Qingyuan runs to check on Shen Qingqiu, "Qingqiu shidi, are you alright?"

Shen Qingqiu remains silent then tilts his head up and asks, "Are you, Zhangmen shixiong? Why did your sword siphon power from your life force?"

Yue Qingyuan pauses.

It was the first time since Shen Qingqiu stepped into Cang Qiong that he saw Yue Qingyuan drew Xuan Su. Who would have thought that his only opportunity was on the day his disciple turned out to inherit a demon lineage?

"Shidi, that... Isn't important right now. Are you injured anywhere?"

Shen Qingiu clicks his tongue at the blatant evasion and snaps open his fan to hide his face.

"Then this shidi's injuries aren't important right now either." Shen Qingqiu turns his face to stare at the broken Zheng Yang.

"Xiao Jiu..." Yue Qingyuan frets and reaches out to check for Shen Qingqiu's injuries, noting the unusual absence of the aversion to skin contacts or the angry retort for calling the old nickname.

"Your disciple... Did you know he's a Heavenly Demon?"

"A half Heavenly Demon," Shen Qingqiu corrects. "And no, I didn't."

Shen Qingqiu ignores Yue Qingyuan’s fussing, and bends down to pick up Zheng Yang shards one by one into his qiankun pouch.

Other cultivators around them fight the remaining demons, rescue the injured, and retreat.

At the now abandoned battling site, a small green snake slithers through, sticks its tongue out to lick the demon blood that soaks the ground, and transforms.

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I tried to paint Yue Qingyuan w/ dimples !!! Coz the visuals of him having dimples slapped me hard in the face so it's canon to me now !!! T.T 

 Shen Jiu likes hotties and sect leaders  named Yue Qingyuan.  Just like me !!!

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Since evidently this is bully Yue Qinguan week, let’s have a AU of the #shen jiu's brocon brother au (also an AU of ineedcandyandcoffee's AU oh wow we are now in recursive fanfic land) where Shen Yu transmigrates into PIDW into Yue Qingyua’s sword.

Fun. (Not.)

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Liu Qingge: why is sect leader’s sword trying to pet Shen Qingqiu?

Qi Qingqi: uh do I even want to ask why is your sword is spanking you Yue-shixiong?

Meanwhile Yue Qingyuan is struggling to ensure that his sword won’t unsheathe itself all without admitting aloud his secret. (He fails btw at keeping the secret. Shen Yu properly goes to tell Shen Jiu.)

Basically Yue Qingyuan now finds himself thirdwheeling in this relationship

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chapter 3

pt.1

''she's the protagonist's woman'' aw dw babe you will be his too, give it time

soo what im hearing is sqq will have to get ''down and dirty'' to be cured which is a hilrious thought until i remember what part of the story we're at and then i realise theres zero chance of that happening

i really thought lbh had magical sperm so compared to that, absoring poison seems very logical and plausible....his sword isn't a leaf blower, it's a vacuum cleaner. roger that.

''circulate your spiritual energy with someone'' ... is this not what the back of the book called an euphemism for sex? am i wrong?

''for someone in a scum villain role to be poisoned and still able to live....'' okay but why DOES he live, what's the reason he's surviving this and why is he there in the first place? ever since i got that the system is, quote, ''🙃'', im super suspicious

yue qinguan shut your mouth i know you left for a reason bitch ''if i knew ..i wouldnt have left the mountain'' AS IF

twelve peak lords still seems like a dangerously large number of people to know a secret tbh

i want to trust yqg as much as yuan does, but i dontttt and i know i shouldnt, my theories so far are that he either changed because of sqq's change OR he's also someone from the outside world

''dependable family'' yes i would love to believe that but ive watched cql and one thing i cant believe is 12 whole peak lords not going for each others throats at some point

sqq is entirely too naive, he thinks he knows a lot cause hes read the novel but he is definitely in the dark