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1
When the first beautiful but scantily dressed woman climbed up the mountain and claimed that Shen Qingqiu was the father of their son, no one at Cang Qiong Sect was surprised.
After all, who didn't know that Shen Qingqiu was a perverted lecher who frequented the brothels almost every night since his disciple years?
It was bound to happen! An accidental pregnancy and then some poor woman - rightfully - telling him to take responsibility!
When Qi Qingqi first heard of this latest news, she was even ready to charge over there to help defend the woman and force the bastard to take responsibility of them as he should - but then she heard the rest of the story and then stared dumbfounded at the gossipmonger, ahem, interpeak messenger.
Shen Qingqiu didn't refuse and took in the woman and her child right away?! That cold-hearted, aloof, anti-messy-things, anti-children, anti-everything Shen Qingqiu?!
Her spy, ahem interpeak messenger, continued to report how the woman was treated well. The woman didn't demand to get married or even allowed to stay with her child in the sect, she just wanted at the very least a home and good life for her child, so they didn't get married, but Shen Qingqiu apparently had a simple home built relatively close to his for her, gave her a well-paying job in the kitchens, and also gave her permissions to enter the peak library and join any of the junior classes meant to teach literacy to their poorer background sect recruits along with her son.
The woman was currently living a good life. Her son was well-fed, happy, and growing strong. She was happy and discovering an unexpected passion for calligraphy. Unlike what most thought would happen, the woman was also wearing very beautiful and very modest attire personally embroidered and gifted by Shen Qingqiu himself. Qi Qingqi scoffed, saying that he was just doing it to keep up his aloof immortal appearance, but her brows still furrowed at the image in confusion. After all, everyone thought that the lecher would make scanty clothes for what had to be one of his former brothel adventures. Then again, maybe he had a kink for violently tearing the modest clothes of innocent seeming women in private - ahhh, Qi Qingqi was getting mad again.
That did it! Qi Qingqi wasn't going to kick the prostitute off the mountain because that bastard had to face the consequences of his lechery and take responsibility for the poor woman (because even if she was in that disgusting work, anyone was a victim if they had to be forced to have sex with that bastard no matter how much money was paid), but she was going to yell at the bastard and smear the fact that he had to personally take care of a child, something he made no secret of finding distaste in, in his face.
Qi Qingqi smirked when she saw an infuriated Liu Qingge already flying on his sword towards the peak.
(Oddly, as she too hurried towards Qing Jing, she thought she also saw a Yue Qingyuan crouching in the shadow of a brittle tree and monotonously tossing pebbles in an empty mud pond... Must have been her imagination. She didn't stop. Defending a woman's rights and beating that enemy of all woman lecher came first.)
Although the circumstances were not ideal (there was now a prostitute in their sacred sect and plain evidence for all outsiders to laugh at them for having such an uncontrollable, dishonorable, unruly, and perverted martial brother), Qi Qingqi was satisfied to berate a Shen Qingqiu that for once didn't say any witty remarks back. She couldn't read his scarily expressionless face as he allowed her and Liu Qingge to say their piece this time, but she counted it as her first solid win against their heart of ice tactician!
Back in Xian Shu, she skipped and hummed and even feasted and drank her best wine.
(Her joy only lasted an hour before she suddenly felt cramps and the need to use the restroom. Urgh, out of all the times, to have the bad luck of eating something that probably was accidentally kept a little too long in storage and spoiled. Nope, it couldn't have been intentional. She was on Xian Shu and everyone on the peak loved her. She was her beloved fairy disciples' beloved Shizun. She was every woman's hero and idol so the female servants couldn't have either. And although she wanted to blame Shen Qingqiu for everything, no way he, enemy of all women and pretty much everyone not Yue Qingyuan, could do anything to her on her mountain that could only be entered by girls. Yeah, it had to be an unlucky accident.)
(1.5
“The audacity of that woman and that- that brute!!" The woman dubbed as prostitute by everyone fumed, having accidentally heard the entire 'discussion' between Peak Lords. They knew nothing! Sure, she also hadn't and had believed the rumors, even desperately hoped and made a futile, last resort scheme to take advantage of it and try to force her dying child into the hands of the rumored cold-hearted immortal because even if her child would be mistreated, possibly even tortured, at least he would be able to eat more than the dust on the streets and live, but she did now and they knew nothing!
Lecherous? She knew lecherous, even unwillingly had a child because of it though she loved her child now, and she knew that the immortal's respectful eyes (somehow far more respectful than those two 'honorable, fair' Peak Lords that immediately thought she was a prostitute and stepped away from her like her mere presence was contaminating the air) was not anywhere near that.
She didn't know what she was expecting when she broke and desperately stole fancy robes and cosmetics from a brothel and carried her child across villages and climbed up a tall mountain and begged a man, a being she swore to never trust or allow near her again, with the resolve to do anything if only for her child to be fed, but Shen Qingqiu was not it.
Shen Qingqiu was not it and she broke down crying in relief for her child, in relief that they were going to get off the streets, in relief that they were going to survive, and in relief that he wasn't like the rumors and actually didn't want anything (actually, she was not willing to do anything and had also subconsciously developed many plans on her way to the peak to use his martial siblings against him in case he touched her but he wasn't anything like the rumors or the men she knew).
Shen Qingqiu was honorable. Shen Qingqiu was more than all the rumors said he was. Shen Qingqiu was so much more, so much so that she had also cried that day in guilt that she believed all the rumors and made such a scheme to take advantage of it.
"I'm sorry." The woman found herself abruptly crying in anger and guilt. Although he was somehow for some reason allowing it, she found herself sorry again for troubling him over something they both knew was a big fat lie and sorry for directly ruining his reputation by feeding the rumors with it. She wouldn't stop and confess because she wanted the best for her child, but she truly felt sorry.
But although she wouldn't give up prioritizing her child, she truly did feel anger on behalf of her benefactor.
It must have shown on her face because the lofty immortal huffed, looking away as he said, "...Whatever you do, do not get caught. Although they would deserve to be shamed if they fall so easily, this immortal master will not help you if you are tried for assassination of this one's martial family" before turning to return back to his work.
The woman beamed. She didn't dare to say she knew anything about the immortal now that she knew a major chunk of the rumors had to be false, but most immortals and people of “noble birth wouldn't even think that people like her, common-birth, lowly, powerless, beneath them like the dirt of the earth could ever do or amount to anything. Even his martial siblings, the Bai Zhan Peak Lord and Xian Shu Peak Lord, dismissed and ignored her presence after the initial second of recognition as if she was nothing. But Shen Qingqiu not only knew she was spiteful, but also knew for certain that she would act on it. Was it a difference made because he was the sect's tactician or something else...
Either way, he didn't say no and she had plans and it had already been a week since she settled in the kitchens and introduced herself to all her coworkers, even those from other Peaks.
"Also, there are ointments and calming tea in the leftmost top cabinet in the kitchen and handkerchiefs in the drawer below it. This immortal does not want more rumors of how he treats his guests.”
The woman smiled warmly, bowed her head in a nod and quiet thank you, and went to his kitchen to get the items to hide her tear marks. Despite everything, despite who she was and what she did, he was still calling her a guest and treating her with care.
Yes, even if he excused it with a practical reason, she couldn't help but think of how other men wouldn't care either way if a woman left their house in tears, much less a 'cold one'.
Yes, she was going to make that woman and brute regret it.
And so that was how the first act of the Shen Qingqiu protection squad forming within Cang Qiong to protect Shen Qingqiu from the shadows came to being. Later, not only Shen Qingqiu's harem would join in, but also almost all of the Cang Qiong servants, Qing Jing Peak disciples (all of which would identify as Shen Qingqiu's child even if they weren't 'adopted'), Qiong Ding Peak disciples, and later, most of the Cang Qiong Sect.
But that's another story. Let's return to the main one.
(2
When the second beautiful but scantily dressed woman climbed up the mountain and claimed that Shen Qingqiu was the father of their son however, the reactions of everyone at Cang Qiong Sect were mixed.
“This was because half of them thought that it was sorta still to be expected because somehow, despite having an actual child and a woman, his lover and the very mother of a said shared child living next to him, he still dared to visit the brothel very often. ("Lecherous bastard!", Qi Qingqi seethed, "How dare he shame, dishonor, and mistreat his wife!" She howled despite the fact that the two had no plans to ever marry and the woman, when asked, even happily said that she didn't mind, she had even asked to go with Shen Qingqiu a number of times and the experience was amazing, maybe Qi Qingqi should ask Shen Qingqiu and come with them to experience it too. Qi Qingqi sputtered, called the woman some names, and stormed away, only to later stubbornly forget this conversation to keep her mental narrative that Shen Qingqiu was a despicable lecher mistreating, misusing, and misleading all the females around him.)
Anyways, the other half of Cang Qiong were shocked because they didn't think it would happen again. Sure, Shen Qingqiu was going to the brothels still, but they thought he would have learned his lesson and used protection. Because although Shen Qingqiu did take his child as his youngest disciple, nothing changed and it still seemed like he disliked children.
And yet, now he had a two week old son?!
Everyone stared, especially when it was reported that the reason why Shang Qinghua and a couple An Ding Peak disciples tripped that morning they discussed building plans for the second mother and her son on the field outside Shen Qingqiu's bamboo hut was because Shen Qingqiu had absently asked himself if they should just preemptively make a palace instead of a normal house instead.
Was... was there going to be more?!
There were more.
A lot, lot more.
More than anyone, even Shen Qingqiu, the first mother who had a thought that she may have just accidentally kick-started something, the second mother who had copied the idea out of the same desperate fervor to save her child and then upon actually meeting Shen Qingqiu, thought that others would inevitably start seeking out this precious person too, and the Warm Red Pavilion jiejies, who had laughed at their little brother's plight and joked about him finally getting the harem he deserved, ever anticipated.
So much more that even Shen Qingqiu's status as 'lecher' and the nature of the rumors surrounding him changed as new whispers spread around the world.
(3
“You're kidding me! Another one?! What number does that make it now? 900? Are you telling me that Shen-shibo fucked 900 different women, maybe even more because these are only the ones that have been knocked up?!”
“How does he even have time to do that? Sure, he visited the brothel every so often he could since his disciple years, but still! It hasn't even been a decade! How would he have the time in between cultivating, missions, publishing books, making masterpieces, and teaching?! And half of them aren't even from this province. The Qiong Ding disciples analyzed all their accents and quite a number of them are from far off lands near the demon realm! When did Shen-shibo have the time to meet them and spend a couple nights?! Did he spend a night with someone in every village he had gone to for missions?!”
“Over 900... That... Do even prostitutes do... that with that many people over the course of their life??? Can we even call him lecher now? Is there some term that's greater than that?”
“I... I admit that I also go to the brothel or hook up with some girls from time to time, but 900? Even I only slept with, maybe, 10 different people these past 20 years. As accomplished as he is, Shen-shibo's not even 30.”
“There's not even that many people in the Warm Red Pavilion or elsewhere! That means that he also hooked up with normal people! Hundreds of regular civilians! Qi-shigu and Liu-shibo would actually kill him if he forced himself on others so that means that hundreds of girls thought that he was worth a one night stand with! Is Shen Qingqiu really that popular?!”
The group of disciples paused as they actually considered that.
Although Shen Qingqiu was hated by almost everyone in the sect with the sole exception of their sect leader and they once thought that he was also hated by everyone in the world (but then a bunch of happy ex-lovers came and began thrusting themselves and their children into Shen Qingqiu's arms, begging to stay with him even if they wouldn't be officially together), Shen Qingqiu was actually... quite attractive.
Popular? Not really. (Or at least they had thought that until now.)
But... attractive?
“...I think I can understand them actually. I once dreamed of him at night." A male disciple admitted, blushing when he realized that he said it out loud. Since he said it anyways, he continued while pulling nervously on his fingers. "You know - that time when he played a piece on his guqin for the previous Peak Lords' ascension. It was so beautiful.”
The oldest disciples and hallmasters sighed dreamily as they did remember that. Although they couldn't see the ceremony, the sound had carried even to the borders of the sect. The song was so powerful, sentimental, sweet, and well-wishing that no one could believe that it came from Shen Qingqiu, but it had and it was easier to appreciate that one than the previous times he played because they couldn't see his person.
But they could imagine him - and the fantasy that most of them conjured in accordance to that beautiful song...
“You wouldn't be the only one." Another disciple whispered. "In terms of appearance, I think he can actually beat Liu-shibo. I also think his coldness is his charm. Like a elegant flower on top of a mountain carved out of snowdrops." His voice dropped lower, "Imagine a cold winter and then imagine one day he smiles, a little thing, when you do well in an activity or a test..." his voice dropped lower, "or when he loosens up in bed... and the flower opens up... and blooms.”
There was a silence as they all imagined that, the image of Shen Qingqiu - not as they all had once imagined him, but rather as he really is without the toxic commentary - smiling, the image that 900 girls must be seeing except most of the men couldn't help but imagine themselves on top, before another disciple couldn't help but admit. "You know, if it wasn't for the bad rumors surrounding him, zhangmen-shibo would have had a lot more rivals." He paused and then added. "I mean, even more than now.”
“...You know... Speaking of zhangmen-shibo... I haven't seen him or heard Shen-shibo yell at him for visiting for a while. Where is he?”
(4
“Xiao Jiuuuuuuu" Yue Qingyuan wailed into his pillow as he rolled tearfully back and forth on his bed. He knew his Xiao Jiu visited the brothel a lot, but so many times? With so many people? And he was making families without him? He was letting so many people touch him, bond with him, chat long hours in bed with him?
"Xiao Jiuuuuuuuuu" Yue Qingyuan cried so jealous and aggrieved. He wanted to do that. He wanted to do all of that. He wanted to be the only one for Xiao Jiu and yet- and yet-
Yue Qingyuan sobbed into his pillow.
His head disciple outside the door sighed and gave up on knocking it.
Another day of no paperwork or sect business done.
(5
Of all the people in the sect discussing the latest happenings, Qian Cao disciples were surprisingly one of the most serious.
"900..." A senior disciple gaped as he contemplated that number. "I... If you consider how many times normal couples attempt to make a child... Multiply it to that number... Add in all the other people he must have been with and the number of times for that... Is that healthy?"
"I heard some people do it every day so maybe?" Another senior Qian Cao disciple asked unsurely.
“No, no, people are thinking of this wrongly." Another Qian Cao disciple interjected. "They count every year since his disciple year, BUT Shen-shibo's oldest child is only five."
"That's... 180 kids per year. There's only 365 days in a year. Some years he didn't even leave the province for more than 30 days.”
“...Can you have so many successful one night stands?" A disciple asked boggled. "Surely, Shen-shibo isn't even trying - he doesn't even seem to be the I-want-children type." Rather, everyone in the sect could agree that Shen-shibo was more of the I-make-children-cry-because-I-just-feel-like-it-when-I-see-their-ugly-faces type.
"I didn't even think he was the promiscuous type to begin with! I thought the rumors around him were all wrong and Liu-shibo had to have been mistaken somehow until now!" A disciple wailed, holding his head in frustration at the puzzling case that was their martial uncle Shen Qingqiu. "I mean, he doesn't even look at women that way? Be honest, when we went to peek at him talking to his ex-lovers, did he ever look like he wanted to do more with them? It was the women touching him and ogling him and not the other way around!"
They all took another moment to contemplate that. While most of them did believe the rumors that pervaded Cang Qiong before all this, it actually was true that Shen Qingqiu didn't look to be the kind of person interested in physical activities. Actually, it would appear more like the case that he rather avoid physical activities. Not even zhangmen-shibo could touch him so easily. Shen-shibo always yelled at him when he tried.
He also avoided highly recommended health checkups at Qian Cao every year. There was hardly anything in his folder because he just never came, even when he sustained large injuries in his disciple years.
Qi Qingqi always said that this aloof, misanthropic appearance of Shen Qingqiu at Cang Qiong was just a facade and he was a wild dickheaded wolf outside, but those who had missions with him before could attest that he was just as standoffish outside Cang Qiong than he was in.
(They were all starting to doubt everything previously said about Shen Qingqiu.)
"Why does he go to the brothel so often?" A disciple asked in all curiosity. If he really thought about it, he also couldn't see Shen Qingqiu as the type to enjoy carnal pleasure. The immortal was famous at glaring everyone from innocent zhangmen-shibo to innocent children that approached within five meters of him.
But then why would he go to the brothel so often that everyone thought of him as a lecher?
They all closed their eyes to contemplate it.
One disciple mumbled, thinking aloud. "I can only think that it's because he has no other choice... Like he just needs to do it, but that doesn't make sense either. Unless you were hit by flower pollen or something like that, you would never need to do it so that's just stupid-”
“No!" Another disciple shouted excitedly, slamming the table and then pointing at him. "That's it! Maybe he does it so many times despite not particularly wanting to is because he needs to do it!”
“But humans don't need to do it...?"
"Exactly! That's it!" The disciple jabbed his finger at him in the air. "Maybe he's not human! Maybe he's part demon or a demon in disguise and that's why he doesn't come to Qian Cao for check ups or treatments! He has to be part incubus! At least 50% because most contraceptives don't work for people who are half-incubus! You need stronger drugs than that! Maybe Shen-shibo really had been using contraceptives and protection, but he didn't know this part of his lineage so he's been knocking people up in one go! You know, this would also explain why he's so devilishly attractive, why he does it every other night despite not being psychologically interested in it, why he has so much stamina to be able to have and knock up so many girls every year, and why he gets qi deviations so often! Demonic qi and spiritual qi don't get along well with each other! Yes! This makes sense! He has to be part incubus! Let's find Shizun and tell him about it!”
(6
“Why are people so dumb?" Shen Qingqiu complained as he covered his face with his hands, for once, so utterly completely done with his sect and the world. Because really? "Who would actually believe that I had sex with over a thousand people in the last four years?"
And yet, they would rather believe that he was an incubus in disguise than that they were fooled by a near thousand non-cultivating common women. And that he had fucked over a thousand people in the last four years.
His jiejies giggled from where they lounged around the room with him. One of his jiejies continued playing with his hair as his head rested on her lap until she couldn't hold back her laughter anymore and instead held her mouth in effort to restrain her amusement.
Shen Qingqiu rolled his eyes.
As she did in the end burst into laughter, another hand scratched his scalp, massaging it. Even before seeing her fond, amused face appear within his vision, he could tell it was her by the wrinkles on her hands.
“Oh, A-Jiu," She began, lips curled into a beautiful smile, "If you knew that it was so unbelievable, then why did you accept the 975th one?"
Shen Qingqiu huffed as he thought about it. In truth... he should have ended around at most 5, but whenever he saw a new mother breathing heavily, about to collapse, after the long climb... whenever he heard their desperate pleas for a small life they held more precious than their own... whenever he saw the barely hidden signs of a poverty and the darkness in their eyes that said they saw the worst of the whole word...
He remembered Qi-ge. He remembered his own experience on the streets... He remembered his own experiences with men - with Qiu Jianluo and Wu Yanzi and some of his peers in his disciple days that were much much worse than the bullies on his peak that his disciples used to complain about when they thought he couldn't hear.
He thought of his jiejies who also let him in when he had been a brat knocking on their door desperate to find a safe place to sleep in. When he thought of these things, it was hard to swallow his thoughts and feelings to force them back down the mountain where they wouldn't have a place to sleep, a security against both bad weather and bad people and the countless beasts and demons in the world, some food to eat, a chance to do more than just survive but also live, and much more, a chance to stay with their child and be together to do all the previously mentioned things.
They had Qi-ge's dream and he couldn't find himself putting an end to such a beautiful impossible simple dream.
“It doesn't take much to fulfill their request." Shen Qingqiu said instead. The brothel madam arched a brow at him and Shen Qingqiu conceded that one of his 'ex-lovers' must have told them about the new space that they now lived in. A combination of a secret realm artifact that Shang-shidi somehow found and many talismans that he invented to stabilize the secret realm and help with other necessary functions within the realm.
Including all the supplies and food his peak now went through because of the added staff and children... a lot of resources and effort.
So Shen Qingqiu said something else that was true, but not quite the full story (because Qi-ge, the most intimate memories and shattered dream, was his) (and because he wasn't that sentimental).
"Also, the Old Palace Master would be getting fits of rage and jealousy when he hears of my ever-growing harem of beautiful young ladies and success of procreating a personal army of loyal physically and spiritually talented children."
Those who hated the Huan Hua Palace Sect and its shady master couldn't help but laugh.
(7
Of the Peak Lords having a hard time processing Shen Qingqiu's growing harem, Shang Qinghua was especially miserable.
"System? System! Say something, system! How could this be?! Why does Shen Qingqiu have a harem?! He doesn't even swing that way! He doesn't even have sex in my book! He died a complete virgin! The closest he ever had his crush in him was when he swallowed his crush's crushed sword- okay, that was a bit too much, but system! What's going on, system?! Is this an AU of my book? Was my book the AU?! Did Luo Binghe have an ero game system without me knowing and it somehow got transferred into Shen Qingqiu?! No, don't do this! You're going to make Yue Qingyuan cry! System! Talk to me, system!"
He was later hauled to Mu Qingfang for qi deviation supervision.
(8
Qi Qingqi, who couldn't comprehend how it was possible for so many women to genuinely like Shen Qingqiu and praise him in their conversations together, was also taken to Mu Qingfang.
Liu Qingge, who was confused and then extremely flustered when inappropriate images of Shen Qingqiu appeared in his head while he tried to comprehend how Shen Qingqiu could have met and done that with over 900 women without completely obliterating his core from all the imbalanced dual cultivation involved when he knew for a fact that Shen Qingqiu, although a lecher, normally kept it to Warm Red Pavilion and also that Shen Qingqiu had been busy at his peak these past years, was also under watch.
So many potential qi deviations. Mu Qingfang only hoped that zhangmen-shixiong wouldn't add to his burden.
(9
Finally, the last thing about Shen Qingqiu being a lecher (but not really).
It started when Yue Qingyuan walked towards Qian Cao to see Mu Qingfang.
As he walked to Mu Qingfang's hut, he overheard some Qian Cao disciples talking.
“Okay, so he wasn't an incubus, but 100% human. But if that was the case, then why would he want so many children? Because even if contraceptive medicine and other safeguards failed, any cultivator would be able to temporarily sterilize their seed. It's one of the first things taught because of how many aphrodisiacs and fertility plants there are in nature that we could accidentally stumble into on a mission. After all, it'd be bad if someone got impregnated because of a necessary emergency procedure. So if Shen-shibo didn't want children, then he'd never have any, much less over 900.”
Yue Qingyuan's eyes widened.
"Yeah. Huh. You're right. He's a Peak Lord. He should know how to do it. And he's our best tactician and scholar. There were so many things he could have used or done if he didn't want children, much less so many."
"Not only so many, but over 900. Wow, that makes it seem like he was desperate or seeking for something he couldn't find. But what would make Shen-shibo want children so badly?"
Yue Qingyuan found himself turning, the rest of the conversation fading as one sentence pounded and repeated itself over and over again in his head.
Shen Qingqiu wants children. Shen Qingqiu wants children. Shen Qingqiu wants children. Xiao Jiu wants children. Xiao Jiu wants children. Xiao Jiu really wants children.
Yue Qingyuan really wanted children too.
He wanted it so badly.
He thought he would go mad and attempt it a thousand times even if it was impossible with others to create a child between himself and Xiao Jiu too.
Yue Qingyuan wanted it so badly.
He would do anything for it. Becoming family, a baby, a connection between him and Xiao Jiu, a baby.
He found himself knocking on Shen Qingqiu's door before he realized he was even at it.
Shen Qingqiu opened the door with an irate expression. It grew even more annoyed when he saw that it was Yue Qingyuan.
"What do you want-" Shen Qingqiu began before his eyes widened when he looked down to see what was in Yue Qingyuan's hands. Yue Qingyuan found himself also looking down, blinking when he realized that he must have also gone to the Sect Treasury while he was in his crazed trance. "What are you doing with that?" Shen Qingqiu asked sharply, though his brows were also furrowed quite cutely in confusion.
No, it wasn't the time to get distracted. Yue Qingyuan really wanted-
Fidgeting with the flowers in his hands, he pleaded with wide eyes. "Xiao Jiu, I heard you want children. I also want children. Can you make a child with me? I can use Womb Blossoming Fruit on myself, but our child has to be with you."
Shen Qingqiu's eyes steadily widened each time he blinked with each word Yue Qingyuan said. What? It felt like his brain had shut down. What?
“You want children with me?!" He finally blurted out with great effort as his brain still whirred.
Yue Qingyuan nodded, stepping forward, holding fast to Shen Qingqiu's robes, feeling as desperate as he had heard all the women were when pleading to be able to be at Shen Qingqiu's side forever. He understood the feeling. That was all he wanted to. To be able to be with Shen Qingqiu forever.
“Please." Yue Qingyuan pleaded. "It can only be with you. I will only love you. I only love you."
Shen Qingqiu's eyes widened with each word, his cheeks blossoming a deep red with each sentence. Wait, did Qi-ge just say-
"You love me?"
He didn't hate him?
He didn't think he was a bother? A menace? A dirty street rat that he had regretted allowing into the sect?
Yue Qingyuan's eyes watered, feeling as if he was going to lose what he wanted again (Xiao Jiu always raised his voice when he was angry) but desperately wanting a child, he continued. "Of course. Who else would I love? I love you, A-Jiu. I only want children with you. Please be mine." Yue Qingyuan's mouth continued blabbering, unable to cease, too afraid to stop because Xiao Jiu might interrupt him at any time and refuse and kick him out. He was going to continue begging while he could when he heard a small noise.
He paused, barely registering that it came from Xiao Jiu. His eyes focused and he was treated to a truly beautiful sight - Xiao Jiu's head tucked bashfully as he once did whenever he said something embarrassing and truly heartfelt, his reddened face and reddened nape exposed and framed by an elegant curtain of black locks of hair.
Xiao Jiu hid half of his face with his green and white sleeve as he mumbled again, "Okay."
This time, Yue Qingyuan stared.
…Okay?
Xiao Jiu wasn't kicking him out.
He said... okay?
Yue Qingyuan's heart thumped before racing against his chest at elevated levels. His fingers twitched, wanting to hug Xiao Jiu and hold him fast, but shock froze him where he stood.
Xiao Jiu must have thought that he hadn't heard because, in his silence, Xiao Jiu bashfully looked up and repeated louder, but more shyly.
"Okay. I'll be yours. I'll bear your children for you." And then, as if the embarrassment was too much, Xiao Jiu coughed into his sleeve and then reached out to snatch the flowers from his hands. "What were you thinking to say you'll be the one to bear them, anyways? Think about our sect's reputation! What would people think if they see our sect leader pregnant? Of course, it should be me who bears the children-!"
Xiao Jiu tried to regain his cold, stern look, but failed too miserably because all Yue Qingyuan could see were reddened cheeks he wanted to bite and lips he wanted to nibble and suck and Xiao Jiu who he wanted to devour - claim, possess, love, show his love and do everything that he had wanted to do for years - and so he did.
This time, no one saw Yue Qingyuan or Shen Qingqiu for days.
(10
“So earlier when you said you wanted children, how many children did you want?" Shen Qingqiu thought to ask in the lull of their love “making, a small respite for him after so many rounds. Yue Qingyuan was truly an insatiable beast. Was he so repressed all these years? (Shen Qingqiu tried to ignore the inwardly pleased feeling within him at the thought, at the proof of how much and how long Yue Qi had wanted him.)
His eyes closed peacefully as he felt Yue Qingyuan play with his hair and he snuggled back closer against Yue Qingyuan's bare chest and his hardened member anyways.
Yue Qingyuan growled, letting go of his hair to tighten his arms possessively around him. Shen Qingqiu shivered, especially when he felt his question accidentally trigger something more in Yue Qingyuan.
Yue Qingyuan moved and Shen Qingqiu gasped when he felt Yue Qingyuan's fully erect member grind against his ass. He then whimpered when it slipped into his sore, already bruised and engorged hole and then rut harshly against his swollen prostate. He had known that they were going to continue, that the break was only meant to be a break, Yue Qingyuan's desire and stamina was too much, but it was earlier than agreed and too much.
Shen Qingqiu wailed, unconsciously trying to escape the large cock within him and mounting pleasure that was threatening to swallow all his conscious thought, but Yue Qingyuan's arms tightened around his thin frame, preventing his escape. Shen Qingqiu sobbed as the rutting quickened and then morphed into deep thrusts that slid against his prostrate and pounded his freshly created, sensitive womb that had already been filled over and over again with come and turned into an overstimulated erogenous zone earlier that made him cry with even gentle light touches against the surface of his stomach.
It was too much.
“Yue Qi, Yue Qi, ah, Qi-ge, wait! Too much! Nn! Stop! Ah! Wait! Pleasepleasepleasewait-AHHH!" Shen Qingqiu screamed as he came for the nth time that day, he could barely remember, having been fucked into unconsciousness and then out, and Shen Qingqiu wondered if Yue Qingyuan was going to do it again when he continued, fucking Shen Qingqiu through his orgasm and out with no intention of stopping. Shen Qingqiu's brain was melting. Shen Qingqiu's brain was flying away. Shen Qingqiu was crying and holding tightly to Yue Qingyuan's arms, nails digging into the hard muscle that trapped him and pinned him onto Yue Qingyuan's big fat, too too good dick.
“Qi-ge, please-"
Shen Qingqiu pleaded plaintively, but Yue Qingyuan did not let up. Instead, Yue Qingyuan grabbed Shen Qingqiu's chin and turned his head back to bring him into a deep kiss, swallowing and sucking all his cries and moans, as he pounded into him like a madman.
Just as Shen Qingqiu's vision faded with the oncoming of his second orgasm, the flashes of starry white across his vision combining with the dizzingly lack of air, he heard and felt Yue Qingyuan say something against his mouth.
What?
But he could barely be bothered to think.
So it was much later when he woke up to deep but thankfully very slow periodic thrusts and someone marking up his chest with possessive bites when he belatedly realized what Yue Qingyuan said. Shen Qingqiu laughed fondly, wrapping his jelly like limbs around Yue Qingyuan in a hug.
"Yes, I'm yours." Mine, Yue Qingyuan had said and still hadn't stopped wanting to engrave his claim deep into him. "All yours, but what brought this on?" Shen Qingqiu asked, still wondering how everything led to this.
Yue Qingyuan looked rebellious, his face dark like he still wanted to stubbornly ignore him. And he did, using his mouth to paint Shen Qingqiu's chest with more red. His hand reached down to clasp around Shen Qingqiu's dick, making Shen Qingqiu gasp and shudder with whines as he pumped him twice, but Shen Qingqiu forced his hand to stop Yue Qingyuan's from moving again instead of gripping the sheets in pleasure.
"Yue Qi." Shen Qingqiu's voice sharpened in warning before softening again as he stroked Yue Qingyuan's hand with his fingers. "What's wrong?" He coaxed.
Yue Qingyuan's jaw clenched, but the sect leader, too, drew himself upright like Shen Qingqiu, though he refused to look at Shen Qingqiu's face.
Shen Qingqiu felt a little hurt (did he do something wrong?), but he waited patiently until finally the man said
"900”
Shen Qingqiu blinked at the random number. "900...?"
"How many children I want."
Shen Qingqiu froze. 900... Although he wouldn't mind trying to fulfill all of Yue Qi's wishes, 900... 900 was a bit... (Wasn't that one every year until ascension?) Shen Qingqiu gulped, "Why 900?”
“Because that's how many kids you had without me. No, I was in my room for a few weeks, there's probably more, maybe 1000?" Yue Qingyuan mumbled in depression and had Shen Qingqiu not been a cultivator, he would not have caught them.
But he did.
And his mind blanked.
He had 900 children...? He had 900...
And then it hit him.
“AH!" Shen Qingqiu shouted and then shot up to grab Yue Qingyuan's shoulders. "Qi-ge! That's not true! You shouldn't listen to them- They're not even prostitutes- Everything was a lie. They just wanted to get off the streets and provide for their children. You know the schemes and lies people can make to secure another day's portion of food. They only tried to use me because my reputation was easier to use and then because they realized that I didn't mind." Shen Qingqiu fidgeted, feeling a little exposed and awkward today from all the honesty, but he looked to Yue Qingyuan, wanting Yue Qi to know, "They're not my kids. A-and" His face reddened, "I never did that... before you." Reaching out with his hands to hold Yue Qingyuan's head, he moved his own in for a chaste kiss. "You're my first everything.”
Yue Qingyuan stared before grabbing Shen Qingqiu's hands and pushing him back down onto the bed. Shen Qingqiu's eyes widened before closing again in a moan as Yue Qingyuan engulfed his lips into a deeper kiss, wanting to devour everything of this man. His hands greedily moved down, one to wrap around Shen Qingqiu's cock again and the other to grab at Shen Qingqiu's thigh to lift the smaller man's lower half back onto his dick.
Shen Qingqiu screamed loudly into Yue Qingyuan's dominating mouth when he felt the large cock pierce his insides, thrusting again into the deep depths within him. Yue Qingyuan's hand pumped Shen Qingqiu's cock over and over while his other hand stroked every part of his body, traveling across the well-loved expanse as if mapping and reclaiming every part of Shen Qingqiu as his.
“Y-Yue Qi..." Shen Qingqiu sobbed as the pleasure assaulted his senses and built up within him again.
“Xiao Jiu," Yue Qingyuan responded back, kissing and sucking on Shen Qingqiu's lips again and again. He couldn't stop. He couldn't stop kissing his precious treasure. He couldn't stop moving any of his hands. He couldn't stop thrusting into Shen Jiu, couldn't stop wanting more and more from Shen Jiu - to hear his cries, to see his tears, to taste his being, to claim everything of his. Everything was his. "I'm Xiao Jiu's first. I'm Xiao Jiu's only. Xiao Jiu only opened himself to me. Xiao Jiu's only like this for me. Only I can see Xiao Jiu. Only I can have Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu, I really, really love you.”
Tears fell from Shen Qingqiu's face. Those words he had wanted to hear for a long time- He was wanted. He was loved. He was wanted and loved back by his most precious person. He hadn't ruined anything or broken anything. Yue Qi still wanted him and only him. Yue Qi still loved him even despite everything.
Yue Qi came back for him and he hadn't given up his (their) dream for them to be happy and free, for them to be family and have family.
Qi-ge came back.
Shen Qingqiu wrapped his arms around Yue Qingyuan into a tight hug as he thrusted in hard and fast, the two desperate to fill and be filled again. They cried and kissed as they came together, their hands coming down to press against Shen Qingqiu's womb at the same time.
“My first child will be yours." "Xiao Jiu's first child will be mine."
They said at the same time before staring and smiling and finding themselves drawn back into a kiss. "And all the others, Qi-ge, both fake and real. Because bearing 900 by myself is a bit much even for me, stupid Qi-ge."
"Okay. All of Xiao Jiu's children will be mine.”
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And so Yue Qingyuan becomes the king of kings, taking over the Harem King, harem, and all the little babies included. Everyone is in awe in how he managed to score the supposedly very straight, highly experienced, and best bachelor in the world that everyone would love to fuck (as proven by his 900+ lady count and very late start girlfriend and boyfriend fan clubs) and the Cang Qiong Sect rises in reputation (though the previous generation Peak Lords probably never wanted Cang Qiong to have this kind of rep). Shen Yuan is born and says WTF to Airplane when he is doted on by all his 'mothers' and realizes that he is 'half-sibling' to everyone in Qing Jing from Ming Fan to NYY to Luo Binghe. Airplane tells him back, "I don't know bro."cucumber: whaddya mean you don't know! you made shen qingqiu a lecher!airplane: no, i didn't! i mean, yes, i did, but he wasn't supposed to be a real lecher! it was just supposed to be a misunderstanding!
cucumber: what! what do you mean it was supposed to be a misunderstanding! you mean there was actually depth to his backstory?! there was plot and twists and everything i wanted before you got bought out and turned everything to pornographic shit?!airplane: hey! i had to pay the bills! anyways, i don't know what happened here! this woman just came out of nowhere, accusing shen qingqiu who i swore was a virgin, and then shen qingqiu just got the largest harem in the history of the world, and then yue fucking qingyuan came out of “nowhere and went ballistic on his years long crush (cucumber: they had history together and you didn't mention any of that in pidw?! fuck you airplane! >:o) and claimed everything for himself. my story! i should be the one asking what happened to my story!!