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  1. Public Bookmark 36

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    Mu Qingfang watched in horror as the kid let out an angry yell and started kicking and scratching, doing his best to chew off the Wan Jian peak lord's arm.

    If it hurt, then Wei Qingwei didn't show it, smiling like an idiot holding a crescent moon bear cub instead.

     

    “Isn't he cute?”

     

    A single look at his disciples told the healer all he needed to know. Neither of them looked amused, unsurprisingly since they were both covered in scratch and bite marks from the little demon in his shixiong’s grasp.

     

    “Sure, Shixiong…”

     

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    Or the one in which Shen Qingqiu is turned back into Shen Jiu

    And if Wei Qingwei finds himself a new small prickly disciple who for some reason keeps trying to escape to Qing Jing, well. Who said that the two events had anything to do with each other?

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    13 Feb 2026

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    Yumm

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    The boy was sitting cross legged, bent over and seemingly stuck in a continuous cycle of growing flowers and then letting them wither with what they could only guess to be spiritual power. Mud and dirt caked the boy, but his features could still be seen. He was wearing dark emerald robes that would’ve looked like black in the shaded forest if it wasn’t for the ray of light breaking through the leaves to paint the boy in a shimmering gold. The boys long hair was flowing freely behind him back, the black locks lying limp behind him in his sitting position.

    He grew a flower, the deep crimson color reminding Shen Jiu of blood. Then he continued to pour qi into the already bloomed bud, causing it to shrivel in on itself and die.

    Then he grew the flower again. Then watched it die.

    Again and again. Like he was waiting for something new to happen without changing his action.

    “Who are you?” Fu Guiying asked hesitantly. The boy had yet to look up, showing no signs of recognition for the humans now standing beside him.

    The boy looked up.

    Green eyes that matched Shen Jiu’s own stared at him. The boys eyes looked dead. He looked haunted, like he had seen something he could never unsee.

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    05 Jan 2026

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    Shen Yuan wakes up to the sound of crying.

    He lies there for a moment, feeling like cling film stretched too tightly over something pointy, in danger of tearing down the middle but holding on by his fingernails. It’s dark, it’s smelly and he is laying face down against a heated stone floor, or maybe it’s just some faux stone tiles for the nature aesthetic. It feels like his brain got replaced with moss or cotton or balled up, wet paper towels that’s coming apart. In the stretched out moment where he takes it all in, he decides this fucking place sucks, and he will never visit again.

    The crying is to his left.

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    Shen Yuan wakes up in the Ling Xi caves, and he is not alone.

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    04 Jan 2026

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    Woah big bro Shen Yuan? For Yue Qi? Interesting. They also look the same?

  4. Public Bookmark 23

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    "Sahyung..as an elder."

    "I have done enough for Mount Hua.."

    The empty bottle fell of the table just as the man's body did.

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    Chung Myung miss his sahyung and got drank. The disciples saw him breaking down and they were scared! They got the Sect Leader, so no problems anymore. Right?...

    Chung Myung talks about someone.

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    23 Nov 2025

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    Got drunk suddenly no memory

  5. Public Bookmark 40

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    At the summit of the area where he last laid waste, Chung Myung rests face first in a riverbed of red that won't stop flowing. His eternal subject of hatred beheaded again, a short distance away.

    It should taste like victory. Yet, it seeps more like the permeating scent of despair and thick iron. There is no triumph and there is nobody to tell their story. Mount Hua fallen once more.

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    Or so that is how it should have gone. However, Chung Myung, small again and apparently even younger, opens his eyes to that same patch of land and whispers a vow. One screaming in his should be twice dead heart, that Mount Hua would not fall a third time due to his failures.

    •───────•°•❀•°•───────•

    Now, if only he remembered that secrets don't remain as secrets in the Jianghu. Maybe then he wouldn't be carried in the arms of his past self who insisted that he was his father.

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    23 Nov 2025

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    Tiny Taoist is Big Taoist son?