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shen jiu (from Apr 2023)

sj: I seem to have become a parent.

sj:... how does one be a parent.

I was just very into this fic because sj slowly but surely becomes a milf as he raises smol binghe into hopefully a decent human being XD give it a read, it's great

Till the end of life #bingjiu

It was roughly two decades after his reign that Luo Binghe's harem was dissolved. Most of them returned to their hometown, some passed in their personal disputes against each other, while some chose to spend their remaining lifespan there.

Luo Binghe gave them the freedom to choose their own fate. However, the only one occupying him every night since then was his empress, Shen Jiu. A century passed had since they resolved all misunderstandings and got rid of their heart demons.

Shen Jiu took the position seriously, taking care of all household matters and getting rid of anything that threatened Luo Binghe.

Did his consort look sexy when he ordered for a traitor to be executed? Well, the throne can attest to that, it witnessed all the shameless things they did - things that Shen Jiu would never admit, no matter how much he enjoyed it.

It was truly strange whenever he thought about it sometimes. He could get tired looking at ten different women, but Luo Binghe could never get enough of Shen Jiu no matter how many years passed.

However for the past few weeks Luo Binghe now noticed Shen Jiu had been spending most of his time sleeping. He no longer even wanted to join the court meetings (understandable, who wants to listen to those demon elders rambling?)

He joked that his consort was growing old. Shen Jiu bonked his head lightly, but said nothing.

He even gradually seemed to be losing interest in Luo Binghe's favorite sexy times. Luo Binghe kept checking if his body smells, if his pillar wasn't working well, if maybe.... well, if maybe shizun wants to top now?

(He used to be weirded by the idea, but if it was Shen Jiu, Luo Binghe would immediately get the oil ready before Shen Jiu could even blink.)

But Shen Jiu asked for cuddles instead, and how could Luo Binghe refuse that?

Horror dawned upon him as one night while cuddling in bed together, Luo Binghe brushed his fingers in Shen Jiu's hair and noticed white strands. "Shizun, your hair..."

Shen Jiu snorted. "You only noticed now?"

Even if they were called immortals, they weren't really 'immortal'.

No matter how good their cultivation, a human's lifespan couldn't compare to a heavenly demon. And Shen Jiu, whose cultivation was ruined in his younger days, couldn't achieve his max potential - including a longer lifespan.

All healers were summoned. But they couldn't find anything wrong.

It was because there was nothing wrong. It was simply a natural passage of time, something that nobody could stop - not even a heavenly demon.

As days passed, Luo Binghe sat by his consort's bed in despair. By now Shen Jiu could barely walk. His time was mostly spent sleeping. There would soon come a day when he wouldn't wake up anymore.

Luo Binghe refused to accept that. He held Shen Jiu's hands. "Shizun...would you let me..."

Shen Jiu shook his head. "You promised you would never use it on me again."

Luo Binghe vowed that he would never use his blood on Shen Jiu, the day of their marriage. But how could he simply watch now?

Shen Jiu gazed fondly at him. He slowly linked their fingers together. "This is fine."

Luo Binghe trembled. "How can you say it's fine?"

Shen Jiu held his hand tighter. "Let me go before you, Binghe."

"Shizun-"

"I wouldn't be able to live if you were gone first, anyway."

Luo Binghe buried his face in Shen Jiu's palms. What about him? Did Shen Jiu think Luo Binghe could keep living without him?

Shen Jiu sighed. "My days are short, compared to other immortals...but the days with you weren't bad at all."

Those words were as close to a love confession he had ever heard from Shen Jiu.

Luo Binghe stubbornly stayed by Shen Jiu's side. All duties were taken over by his children and subordinates.

On a cool autumn day, Shen Jiu breathed his last.

For an entire day, Luo Binghe pondered quietly, eyes staring at the map of the holy mausoleum.

Then few days later, his children noticed that there were now also white streaks on Luo Binghe's hair.

He had let himself age.

Luo Binghe didn't want to disappoint Shen Jiu, not when he had passed peacefully. However, he couldn't bear to live centuries more without Shen Jiu.

He thus suppressed his own demon side and let himself age like a mortal.

Perhaps one day, his soul too will enter the next cycle, and they will reunite.

since i posted the playlist... might as well... this is all i cld cobble together of the design i was thinking of...

(its shen jiu if u tag it as sy!sqq im taking your little finger)

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Whatever happens in the cave, stays in the cave

(CW: NSFW)

The distress he felt was overwhelming. Shen Jiu thought a long meditation in the cave would help him but it only further heighten the turmoil in his heart. Ever since the mission with the Skinner demon ended, Shen Jiu could feel he was about to reach his breakthrough, yet something was stopping him.

He knew what it was. Seeing Lord Chen fawning over his underage concubines reminded him of his own sickening, nauseating past. Decades had passed and Shen Jiu’s body still shuddered whenever he recalled Qiu Jianluo’s lingering touch. It gave him phantom pains that he couldn’t erase, no matter how much he tried.

Even now, he could feel his spiritual energy rampaging. There was no telling when his body might fail and eventually send him into a qi deviation. He had to calm down, but how? The images were filling his mind. Nightmares rushing into his head. He had to stop一

“Take a deep breath, master.”

The gentle voice of a young man stunned him. Shen Jiu looked up as cold fingers pressed against his nape and stabilised his turbulent energy.

The young man didn’t look human. He was slender, with snow white hair and hands that were too cold and pale to be alive. Shen Jiu shouldn’t recognize this man, he had never seen his face before. Yet, Shen Jiu felt a strange connection to him, almost as if they had been together for years.

Something clicked inside him. “You’re… Xiu Ya?”

A spiritual sword taking human form was almost unheard of. Xiu Ya leaned closer to him, resting his chin against Shen Jiu’s shoulder and wrapping his slender arms around Shen Jiu’s trembling body. “Master’s heart demon will consume you at this rate. Let this Xiu Ya soothe you.”

“… How?" 

Xiu Ya ran his fingers through Shen Jiu’s hair. His smile was bewitching.

"Let’s dual cultivate, master.”

Yue Qingyuan informed him that Shen Qingqiu had entered the cave, and to wait for his exit before Liu Qingge entered. Three months had passed by since Shen Qingqiu went into seclusion and Liu Qingge doubted that he would stay inside for that long. If he remembered correctly Shen Qingqiu had been anxiously training his disciples to prepare for the upcoming Immortal Alliance Conference, he wouldn’t leave them for too long.

There was a strange sound, as he stepped into the cave. He could hear the sound of flesh slapping, loud grunts, and tired moans coming from one of the caverns. Liu Qingge’s face immediately turned scarlet as soon as he realized that the sounds had to come from people doing indecent activities. Who dare…? Shen Qingqiu? He knew that guy was a lecher, he didn’t expect Shen Qingqiu to be this shameless! What kind of bastard did he even brought in to satisfy his carnal desires?

“Shen Qingqiu!” Liu Qingge shouted while barging into the cavern.

His body went completely stiff upon watching an unknown figure in all white, bending Shen Qingqiu over a rock and thrusting passionately into him.

Shen Qingqiu looked as if he had completely lost his mind. His face was completely flushed, his eyes rolled to the back and his limbs trembling, likely no longer unable to move on his own will. There were small red and purplish marks all over his snow white body, no doubt made by this mysterious figure who couldn’t possibly be human.

The worst part of this shocking scene, however, is the fact that Liu Qingge could feel his own erection throbbing and getting even harder everytime white fluid splurted out from Shen Qingqiu’s half limp manhood.

The mysterious figure turned his head to glare at Liu Qingge. 

“Who dare to disturb me with my master?”

A looming shadow crept from behind Liu Qingge and that was when he realized Cheng Luan was missing from his hand.