Yes my lord is a dramatic novel in which Fardat, a young peasant woman, sees her destiny shift by integrating the kitchens of the royal palace.  But she is far from suspecting that this one will change forever all her life when she meets the gaze of the greatest authority in the country, a royal gaze, deep and ...

A flash story of a girl on the night of romance with her idol.

A flash story of a girl on the night of romance with her idol, published on Webnovel.

An 18 year old boy who lived in a city called Davao, has the ability to travel different worlds while sleeping, However. He somehow managed to remember something important in his life, or maybe a vision from his past?

Will Francis know the truth of this strange phenomenon?

Dream to become strong.

Dream to become a hero.

Dream to become famous.

Dream to become wealthy.

Dream till immortality.

Sei, a young mortal who would dominate the entire world by simply dreaming!

Dream gets to work settling in, Erin was nice enough to not leave any work piled up for him so instead he tries to get familiar with the place, he'll be spending a lot of hours in it for the coming months anyway.
The office is done in shades of grey, the wall paper symmetrical and lacking depth even the curtains were that same hideous shade of gray that reminded him of sack robes.
He knows he shouldn't let it bother him but he knows that if he's expected to exist here then those horrendous curtains have to definitely go.
Erin texts him soon after to say that the laptop she had previously been using was hers but a new one already set up would be brought up for him... That was fine.
Her second text though is what makes him raise a brow, he could basically sense how nervous Erin was while reading her text.
The Beta was asking a favour of Dream to remind Dale to eat, saying that the Alpha barely left his office and she doubted she had ever seen him cook.
Dream is thrown back by this piece of information, well Dale hired him, the Alpha was going get the full package.
He just texts a quick affirmation to Erin and gets up from his table, there were no immediate files to attend to and the laptop was still on its way, which meant he had some free time.
Well, the previous secretary always reminded the Alpha to eat, it was only right that he did the same.
Well, that and also the fact that Dale not eating well enough upsetted him a great deal but he wasn't poking too deeply into that fact.
He raps on the door and pushes it open without waiting for a confirmation from Dale, his steps faltering a bit when he takes in Dale.
His previous coiffed hair is now finger combed, the inky black, curly locks dangling in his eyes, his formal clothing was no where to be found an easy smile on his handsome face.
Dale looks expectantly up at Dream, wondering what the other could want.
"Eaten breakfast yet?" Dream asks bluntly, blue-grey stare level.
Dale frowns slightly, the question catching him off guard. "Um... no?" He responds, confused at the odd question.
"Okay." Is all Dream says before, sweeping back out.
Dale stares into the distance for a while, still stunned. What was that all about?
A ringing from his work phone distracts him and he picks it only for it to be one of their top shareholders, placing a complaint.
He might have to go down to the boutique in question but there was still a lot of bills and documents to attend to, he should really consider appointing a new Head Beta, before things imploded on him.
He tries to calm the person in the other line down, reassuring him that he would be there in half an hour and to please not do anything drastic.
Owning the town along with Crimson Pack hadn't been done singlehandedly, there were members of the Pack who held shares, while the Pack held large amounts of these, there were also notable Pack members that did the same.
And so stores were mostly given out for free to Pack members, requiring them to only pay a stipend yearly and other clauses which were stated in a mutually agreed upon contract.
He groans and tangles up his hair, whatever was going down at the boutique wouldn't be a pretty sight and he just knew it.
Dream on the other hand, makes his way down to the kitchens, the design of Dark Moon Pack was similar to that of Crimson Pack - at least one thing was done right.
So he could easily pinpoint where the kitchens would be.
It's already late in the morning so the kitchens were deserted, this was just fine for Dream, he wasn't interested in socializing.
He would have to whip up something quick for Dale and he made a face, couldn't he just carry a packet of cereal and a carton of milk up, then Dale could have a field day, he would even put it on a tray.
He was nicer than that though so he makes a couple ham sandwiches, fires up the coffee maker and grabs some apples as well.
Just as he's readying up the tray someone walks in.
Dream barely spares her a glance, catching artificial blonde hair and a pretty face.
"Who are you?" The newcomer asks a tad rudely, stepping in front of Dream's path.
Dream hides a small smile. "Why? Are you the police or something?" He asks her casually, unimpressed. 
Fake Blondie's eyes narrow threateningly. "You know what, I don't care who you are, you should stay away from this Pack."
Dream just rolls his eyes, starting to get irritated of holding the tray for so long. "That gets so old, go look for some better insults, ones better than whatever shitty hair dye you use." He tosses at her, brushing past her and stomping back up the stairs.
He was a peaceful person by nature but that didn't mean he wouldn't welcome trouble, if someone introduced trouble to him, he would give them a couple tutorials on how to properly go about it.
He had been half expecting Fake Blondie to flip his tray, then he'd bash her in with the delicate tray - having to prepare more food would be annoying but it wouldn't beat the satisfaction he would get from breaking the tray on Troublemaker's head.
He hums a little to himself as he makes his way to Dale's office, if Dale never went down to eat with his Pack it would mean he didn't particularly eat healthy.
He could put two and two together to figure out that the reason Dale didn't go down to the kitchens to eat was because of the group of crazy females who were spurred on and made to feel special by his mom, he shook his head.
It wasn't his cup of tea, this wasn't even his Pack, there was no need to go the extra mile and he wouldn't but anyone who interfered with his job was going to get it.


Life is all roses and strawberries with your asexual mother till Alpha wolves fall in love with you. 

And now you have to choose... But who do you pick?

Hayden Lebaron is an average teenage boy, well if average means being about the size of a midget and being babied by everyone, at least that's what he thinks.
 A new student moves to their school and Hayden finds out that he's deeper in the Werewolf world that he ever thought possible and the worst part was that he had no idea that Werewolves even existed.



EXCERPT :

"What the fuck did you do?" Virgil demands his eyes dark, the only reason Dale doesn't have a black eye yet is because he's still carrying me. 

I intervene quickly before Virgil changes his mind and decides to land the punch. "V-Vi-Virgil." I stutter out desperately, reaching for him. "I-It wasn't D-Dale, h-he d-didn't d-do any-anything."

"What sort of boyfriend are you, letting your girlfriend get beat up by dudes in the boys bathroom?" Dale accuses, snatching me back and ending my efforts to reach for Virgil, his leaf green eyes nearly glowing. 

Shana is momentarily stunned, "Girlfriend?"  She mouths to me, I close my eyes in embarrassment, this was one of those days I wanted to start over. 

Virgil isn't even fazed by the obvious confusion. "Thanks." He bites out coldly, the appreciation has the same energy as 'go jump off a cliff. "Now give me back my girlfriend."

"No. Now get away from me, you're in my way." Dale deadpans, making a move to continue his journey. 

"I won't ask you again." Virgil says in a deadly voice, stepping in front of us, electric blue eyes nearly jumping from his face with how hard he is glaring. 

"Hayden sounds terrified of you so no, I'm not giving her back. Now get the fuck out of my way." He says, his quiet voice ringing volumes, the entire hallway is silent now, the entire school watching the school's heartthrob go against the hot new kid... and over me! - I wail mentally, wishing I was a bird, a pebble, anything but Hayden LeBaron right now.



VOLUME 2

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He immediately turned around: "Shizun, are there any other orders?"


Shen Qingqiu said: "The rooms are over there. Why are you walking in the opposite direction?"


Whether it's the disciples' dormitory or the woodshed, the exit is to the left. However, Luo Binghe went straight to the right.


Luo Binghe said: "This disciple wants to go to the kitchens and prepare for Shizun's breakfast tomorrow."


Shen Qingqiu felt a bit difficult.


He really wanted to eat the breakfast that Luo Binghe made, but letting a child stay up through most of the night without sleeping to make food for him was like Cinderella with her stepmother... however it was put, it wasn't humane.


In the end, conscience prevailed over appetite. He coughed once: "Nonsense. What do you mean by making a meal in the middle of the night? Go back and sleep." [1]


Luo Binghe knew that he was worried that he wouldn't rest well. He smiled, but didn't plan to sleep. He was prepared to turn back and secretly go to the kitchens to ponder.


Shen Qingqiu originally wanted to ask him whether he was still sleeping in the woodshed. Young people have some pride and self-respect, so asking directly wouldn't sound good. On the other hand, even if Luo Binghe was allowed to sleep in the disciples' dormitory, he would only be excluded by the others under Ming Fan's command. He felt he was strangely pitiful.


Shen Qingqiu thought for a moment, then said: "Tomorrow, gather your things and come over here."


Luo Binghe didn't understand what he meant: "? Shizun?"


Shen Qingqiu said: "Outside my bamboo house is a room to the side. Starting from tomorrow, move over there to live."


If he lived a bit closer, making breakfast for him and cleaning the rooms would be more convenient... Shen Qingqiu felt that his own self-adjustment ability broke through the skies a bit. Earlier he faced Luo Binghe with serious trauma, but now he even dared to secretly rub his hands and plot to let the protagonist readily carry tea and serve water for him. Is it really fine like this?!


His imagination went wild in these flights of fancy and he didn't notice the other person's reaction. Suddenly, Luo Binghe leapt over and firmly hugged him.


Caught off guard, Shen Qingqiu was first shocked, then his old face turned red.


In the years left to him, he was finally given a bear hug and the result wasn't a warm and fragrant jade-like sister but a young teenager with an overbearing aura, ahhh —


Luo Binghe was ecstatic, his arms wrapped around his neck and refused to let go, continuously calling by his ear: "Shifu! Shifu!"


Shen Qingqiu held up his hand and didn't where to put it. Tangled for a while, he laid it on Luo Binghe's head and rubbed his hair: "All right. Aren't you embarrassed, you've already become so big and aren't a ten-year-old child anymore, what kind of appearance is this?" [2]


Originally, Luo Binghe wasn't very aware. But after he said things like this, he was suddenly embarrassed. If he hadn't been so happy and excited, how would he dare to be like this to the usually high and unattainable Shizun? Quickly but reluctantly, he peeled himself off from Shen Qingqiu's body, his face completely red: "Yes, this disciple went beyond himself."


Towards the matter of seeking to be hugged, a child under ten years old doing this kind of thing would be considered adorable. For the fifteen-year-old Luo Binghe to do this... it was still adorable!


A small handsome boy with a face as tender as a still-growing stalk of young green onion, he would be adorable no matter what he did!


Luo Binghe was nervous and flustered for a while but suddenly realized that the color of Shen Qingqiu's face wasn't very good.


Even for an immortal body, having old injuries and strong poison present, followed by his involvement in the Dream Demon's dream because of him, not resting well, and holding on despite being unable to, it was natural for Shen Qingqiu's appearance to be somewhat wan and pallid. Luo Binghe didn't dare to tarry Shen Qingqiu's rest any longer and withdrew. He still didn't return to the woodshed and specially went around to the kitchens.


He made up his mind: For a long time, he must pay great attention to Shizun's recovery through nutritional meals!


Luo Binghe had just stepped out from the room when the system sounded a notice.


[Protagonist's Coolness level +50! ]


Shen Qingqiu was baffled.


How come another 50 was added? Is the system delayed? Or did the system suddenly discover mercy and feel that it gave me too little earlier?


Forget it, he was too sleepy and deprived of strength to consider the reason why points were added. Anyway, it's impossible that getting a hug caused this old man to be given more points, hahahahahaha...


The next day, Shen Qingqiu hadn't fully slept until he woke up naturally when he was woken up by the light and delicious smell of fish and rice intermingling. Outside the bamboo house, Luo Binghe had already prepared the food. That fragrance wafted endlessly and drifted over to the Qing Jing Peak disciples who had only eaten plain meals, spying on the other side.


Ming Fan and the others were so angry that they were spying while biting the hems of their robes, especially when they saw Shen Qingqiu sitting to the left and lovingly praising Luo Binghe's heartfelt handiwork, both of them smiling and their relations joyous and harmonious. Their aggrieved feelings reached the highest point.


Too shameless! So it was through these strange, despicable, and heretically clever schemes that he attracted Shizun'shappiness!


And after waiting till dusk, they saw Luo Binghe move to the shed outside Shen Qingqiu's bamboo house. It struck like lightning from clear skies, striking the Qing Jing Peak disciples who'd grown used to bullying Luo Binghe into a field of corpses.


It was called "moving," but only Luo Binghe the person actually moved over. Because he had nothing much to begin with.


Pillow? Bundling up the straw in the woodshed made for a pillow. Blanket? The outer robe he took off was enough to cover him... and these things, Shen Qingqiu would naturally prepare for him.


Shen Qingqiu always felt that Luo Binghe's life was filled with too much suffering, all of it a history of child abuse. Cang Qiong Mountain, whether good or bad, was also a large cultivation sect and wouldn't be so blackhearted or lacking in resources to that degree.


That night was the first time in Luo Binghe's life lying on a regular bed.


In the past, he had slept in a wood basin floating in the icy river, slept on the damp and cold ground, the loud and noisy streets, and even lain down in a mountain cave in a move of eating the wind and sleeping in the dew. [3] Right now, lying down in a soft and neat and large bed, his body felt buoyant all over and it felt unreal.


Especially when he thought of Shen Qingqiu sleeping just beyond a single wall.


The entire night, it could be that he thought too much. The Dream Demon did not appear in his dream.


Luo Binghe's expression didn't change. He patiently sat and waited. After a few days passed, the Dream Demon appeared again.


This time, the Dream Demon didn't bother with whatever mysterious dream enchantment or concealment. He directly appeared in Luo Binghe's dream...although he was in the form of a mass of black mist.


In front of Luo Binghe's eyes, this mass of black mist gathered together, changing, and that old man's voice came from inside: "Brat, how did you decide after these three days?"


Luo Binghe asked back: "How I've decided, can Elder Dream Demon not know?"


The Dream Demon laughed hei hei: "You've decided on something you definitely won't regret. Brat, remember this day well. Today is the beginning of your meteoric rise!"


That young teenager didn't have the dream of a meteoric rise. No matter how happily he said it, Luo Binghe wasn't moved and only cupped his fist ceremonially and said: "This younger generation has one more request."


"What else is there, it's all been discussed! Quickly finish talking so you can pledge me as master." The Dream Demon was still urging, but didn't know that what he imagined was too beautiful...


Luo Binghe said: "What this younger generation requests is indeed regarding the matter of a master. Shizun's grace to me is heavy as a mountain. I truly cannot disrespect his discipline and acknowledge someone else as a master..."


He hadn't finished when the Dream Demon immediately spoke, driven beyond the limits of endurance: "Fine, fine, fine! This old man doesn't want the disciple's title, will that do?!"


Was there a high and mighty expert who had made more of a loss than him? Going forward to teach someone his own techniques and even letting that person not even call him shifu once. It was just as tragic as not being able to get the daughter-in-law who'd crossed the family threshold! [4]


Luo Binghe was satisfied: "Then many thanks to this Elder."


He wasn't in the least willing to call anyone other than Shen Qingqiu his shifu.


The Dream Demon saw his appearance: if he still had his body, he would have been so furious his nose turned crooked.


This Luo Binghe; in front of his Shizun, he was well-behaved and obedient, even more like a small white flower. How come in front of other people, he became so difficult to deal with! Completely two different impressions, just like becoming a different person!


Really going to anger this old man to death!


Time flew like an arrow, the sun and moon shuttling back and forth.


...Shen Qingqiu truly didn't want to use such a terrible and widely known common saying, but other than these words, he really couldn't find a more suitable phrase.


Every day at Qing Jing Peak, he played the qin, read books, wrote calligraphy, painted paintings, practiced martial arts, was picky about Luo Binghe not making a meal delicious enough, and even more occasionally bickered with Liu Qingge. Whether he went to Yue Qingyuan's place to report for work, the days flew by and were very much in line with his life goal to 'while away life and wait for death.'


Until the time came for the Immortal Alliance Conference.


This day finally came. His days were too leisurely to the point that Shen Qingqiu almost forgot this first great climax in the novel.


Left hanging as Luo Binghe climbed to the apex of life, married (countless) white beauties, also the first step towards the unremovable blackening... he was actually able to forget it!


Therefore, upon receiving the bronze invitation, Shen Qingqiu was startled for a good while.


The Immortal Alliance Conference was the first climax and resolution in "Proud Immortal Demon Way." At the same time, it was also a turning point in the book.


For four years, the Immortal Alliance Conference was a rookie selection offering great opportunities for fame and fortune. The form differed every year according to the major sect heads' discussions, but there would definitely be a gold list.


Regardless of originating from which sect or from the Jianghu [5], as long as you performed well in the Conference, your name would be on the gold list and made famous throughout the world.


Previously, "Proud Immortal Demon Way" didn't have a warm or hot reception. But with the Immortal Alliance Conference installment, the book's reviews and subscriptions increased greatly, immediately soaring!


The reason for the rise didn't just start from here. Great God Airplane Towards the Sky abandoned what original moral integrity he had left and sent up like a surging tide to readers a steel-wrought protagonist and sisters as graceful as water, great segments of presentable writing and all kinds of descriptions that let your face turn red in excitement, and also one important reason. It was also the important reason why Shen Qingqiu stuck through reading to the end.


That was the confusing setting!


Great God Airplane Towards the Sky, as a person who hadn't even researched how to set up a cultivation world properly and who frequently couldn't even get the Qi Refining or Nascent Soul periods straight, truly didn't get a tsukkomi from most people for this because that wasn't his novel's selling point.


"Proud Immortal Demon Way" was a book that could be called a 'cultivation' novel, but would be better called a 'supernatural' novel. Most of the supernatural contents completely steamrolled over the 'cultivation' parts. As a cultivation text, it is a model novel to the letter, but it was also quite interesting as a supernatural novel.


That is to say, very soon, Shen Qingqiu would have to face all the different kinds of extremely fierce and cruel supernatural creatures described in the book.


More importantly, very soon, it would be time for him to personally handle the Luo Binghe who revealed his demonic heritage and cruelly strike him down into the Endless Abyss.


The wheel of fate (plot) had already started to slowly turn...


—End Chapter 20—


[1] Making a meal in the middle of the night…: I translated san geng (三更) as 'middle of the night,' but it's an old phrasing for referring to the time between 11:00 PM and 1:00 AM. Before the invention of electric lights, people generally went to sleep at sundown and rose at sunrise… meaning 5:00-6:00 AM. Luo Binghe wouldn't be getting much sleep (if he even got any) by staying up to prepare food.


[2] "All right. Aren't you embarrassed…": I can't translate all the Chinese implications well to English, but Shen Qingqiu's tone is actually very warm to Luo Binghe despite the meaning. It's the sort of thing you'd expect your parents to say to you when they're scolding you but being very fluffy about it. It's like: 'Look at you, you're so big already but you're still clinging onto me like this, how do you think this looks?'


[3] Eating the wind and sleeping in the dew: A saying meaning to 'endure the hardships of an arduous journey.' Or basically someone who just went through a lot of suffering.


[4] Daughter-in-law who'd entered the family gate…: Not sure if I translated this quite right. Original sentence is: 簡直和進了門還得不到名分的小媳婦一樣慘!


[5] Jianghu: Literally 'rivers and lakes,' but refers to the martial arts world. Note that there is a difference between the cultivation world (with immortals and such) and the martial arts world. Cultivators are considered an entire cut above regular martial artists and often look down on regular Jianghu people.

Can’t I read stallion novels anymore?! 

Shen Yuan is reborn into a young man and scum villain destined to die, Shen Qingqiu.

But it must be known that the original Shen Qingqiu was sliced alive by his disciple, Luo Binghe, into a human stick! A human stick!

Shen Qingqiu’s heart was a full herd of grass mud horses running full tilt, yet:

“It’s not like I don’t want to hug this main character’s thighs, but who let this fucking man be so black. The revenge that needs to be taken is some thousands of deeds!

Why is all the romance that should be going to the women in the plot imposed on him?

Why, as a scum villain, should he still have to block gun and knife for the protagonist and sacrifice himself?

Shen Qingqiu: “… … _(:□)∠)_I think I can still save him one more time.”

He wants to prove – even scum villains can live, and live coolly at that!

It is also the story of a small white flower who later became a black flower attacking a scholarly, scum villain type.

This is the story of a master and disciple’s everyday unknowing, very strange, dog-blood process of falling in love.

It’s also a scum villain’s firsthand account of the male protagonist turning from a small white sheep into an overbearing black king, sort of story……

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[[Web novel raw:]] JJWXC (official source)


[[Donghua (animation) title:]] Scumbag System

Official scanlation/translation group is BC Novels. Fully available on http://bcnovels.com/

He immediately turned around: "Shizun, are there any other orders?"
Shen Qingqiu said: "The rooms are over there. Why are you walking in the opposite direction?"
Whether it's the disciples' dormitory or the woodshed, the exit is to the left. However, Luo Binghe went straight to the right.
Luo Binghe said: "This disciple wants to go to the kitchens and prepare for Shizun's breakfast tomorrow."
Shen Qingqiu felt a bit difficult.
He really wanted to eat the breakfast that Luo Binghe made, but letting a child stay up through most of the night without sleeping to make food for him was like Cinderella with her stepmother... however it was put, it wasn't humane.

In the end, conscience prevailed over appetite. He coughed once: "Nonsense. What do you mean by making a meal in the middle of the night? Go back and sleep." [1]
Luo Binghe knew that he was worried that he wouldn't rest well. He smiled, but didn't plan to sleep. He was prepared to turn back and secretly go to the kitchens to ponder.
Shen Qingqiu originally wanted to ask him whether he was still sleeping in the woodshed. Young people have some pride and self-respect, so asking directly wouldn't sound good. On the other hand, even if Luo Binghe was allowed to sleep in the disciples' dormitory, he would only be excluded by the others under Ming Fan's command. He felt he was strangely pitiful.
Shen Qingqiu thought for a moment, then said: "Tomorrow, gather your things and come over here."
Luo Binghe didn't understand what he meant: "? Shizun?"
Shen Qingqiu said: "Outside my bamboo house is a room to the side. Starting from tomorrow, move over there to live."
If he lived a bit closer, making breakfast for him and cleaning the rooms would be more convenient... Shen Qingqiu felt that his own self-adjustment ability broke through the skies a bit. Earlier he faced Luo Binghe with serious trauma, but now he even dared to secretly rub his hands and plot to let the protagonist readily carry tea and serve water for him. Is it really fine like this?!
His imagination went wild in these flights of fancy and he didn't notice the other person's reaction. Suddenly, Luo Binghe leapt over and firmly hugged him.
Caught off guard, Shen Qingqiu was first shocked, then his old face turned red.
In the years left to him, he was finally given a bear hug and the result wasn't a warm and fragrant jade-like sister but a young teenager with an overbearing aura, ahhh —
Luo Binghe was ecstatic, his arms wrapped around his neck and refused to let go, continuously calling by his ear: "Shifu! Shifu!"

Shen Qingqiu held up his hand and didn't where to put it. Tangled for a while, he laid it on Luo Binghe's head and rubbed his hair: "All right. Aren't you embarrassed, you've already become so big and aren't a ten-year-old child anymore, what kind of appearance is this?" [2]
Originally, Luo Binghe wasn't very aware. But after he said things like this, he was suddenly embarrassed. If he hadn't been so happy and excited, how would he dare to be like this to the usually high and unattainable Shizun? Quickly but reluctantly, he peeled himself off from Shen Qingqiu's body, his face completely red: "Yes, this disciple went beyond himself."
Towards the matter of seeking to be hugged, a child under ten years old doing this kind of thing would be considered adorable. For the fifteen-year-old Luo Binghe to do this... it was still adorable!
A small handsome boy with a face as tender as a still-growing stalk of young green onion, he would be adorable no matter what he did!
Luo Binghe was nervous and flustered for a while but suddenly realized that the color of Shen Qingqiu's face wasn't very good.
Even for an immortal body, having old injuries and strong poison present, followed by his involvement in the Dream Demon's dream because of him, not resting well, and holding on despite being unable to, it was natural for Shen Qingqiu's appearance to be somewhat wan and pallid. Luo Binghe didn't dare to tarry Shen Qingqiu's rest any longer and withdrew. He still didn't return to the woodshed and specially went around to the kitchens.
He made up his mind: For a long time, he must pay great attention to Shizun's recovery through nutritional meals!
Luo Binghe had just stepped out from the room when the system sounded a notice.
[Protagonist's Coolness level +50! ]
Shen Qingqiu was baffled.
How come another 50 was added? Is the system delayed? Or did the system suddenly discover mercy and feel that it gave me too little earlier?
Forget it, he was too sleepy and deprived of strength to consider the reason why points were added. Anyway, it's impossible that getting a hug caused this old man to be given more points, hahahahahaha...
 
The next day, Shen Qingqiu hadn't fully slept until he woke up naturally when he was woken up by the light and delicious smell of fish and rice intermingling. Outside the bamboo house, Luo Binghe had already prepared the food. That fragrance wafted endlessly and drifted over to the Qing Jing Peak disciples who had only eaten plain meals, spying on the other side.
Ming Fan and the others were so angry that they were spying while biting the hems of their robes, especially when they saw Shen Qingqiu sitting to the left and lovingly praising Luo Binghe's heartfelt handiwork, both of them smiling and their relations joyous and harmonious. Their aggrieved feelings reached the highest point.
Too shameless! So it was through these strange, despicable, and heretically clever schemes that he attracted Shizun's happiness!
And after waiting till dusk, they saw Luo Binghe move to the shed outside Shen Qingqiu's bamboo house. It struck like lightning from clear skies, striking the Qing Jing Peak disciples who'd grown used to bullying Luo Binghe into a field of corpses.
It was called "moving," but only Luo Binghe the person actually moved over. Because he had nothing much to begin with.
Pillow? Bundling up the straw in the woodshed made for a pillow. Blanket? The outer robe he took off was enough to cover him... and these things, Shen Qingqiu would naturally prepare for him.
Shen Qingqiu always felt that Luo Binghe's life was filled with too much suffering, all of it a history of child abuse. Cang Qiong Mountain, whether good or bad, was also a large cultivation sect and wouldn't be so blackhearted or lacking in resources to that degree.
That night was the first time in Luo Binghe's life lying on a regular bed.

In the past, he had slept in a wood basin floating in the icy river, slept on the damp and cold ground, the loud and noisy streets, and even lain down in a mountain cave in a move of eating the wind and sleeping in the dew. [3] Right now, lying down in a soft and neat and large bed, his body felt buoyant all over and it felt unreal.
Especially when he thought of Shen Qingqiu sleeping just beyond a single wall.
The entire night, it could be that he thought too much. The Dream Demon did not appear in his dream.
Luo Binghe's expression didn't change. He patiently sat and waited. After a few days passed, the Dream Demon appeared again.
This time, the Dream Demon didn't bother with whatever mysterious dream enchantment or concealment. He directly appeared in Luo Binghe's dream...although he was in the form of a mass of black mist.
In front of Luo Binghe's eyes, this mass of black mist gathered together, changing, and that old man's voice came from inside: "Brat, how did you decide after these three days?"
Luo Binghe asked back: "How I've decided, can Elder Dream Demon not know?"
The Dream Demon laughed hei hei: "You've decided on something you definitely won't regret. Brat, remember this day well. Today is the beginning of your meteoric rise!"
That young teenager didn't have the dream of a meteoric rise. No matter how happily he said it, Luo Binghe wasn't moved and only cupped his fist ceremonially and said: "This younger generation has one more request."
"What else is there, it's all been discussed! Quickly finish talking so you can pledge me as master." The Dream Demon was still urging, but didn't know that what he imagined was too beautiful...
Luo Binghe said: "What this younger generation requests is indeed regarding the matter of a master. Shizun's grace to me is heavy as a mountain. I truly cannot disrespect his discipline and acknowledge someone else as a master..."
He hadn't finished when the Dream Demon immediately spoke, driven beyond the limits of endurance: "Fine, fine, fine! This old man doesn't want the disciple's title, will that do?!"

Was there a high and mighty expert who had made more of a loss than him? Going forward to teach someone his own techniques and even letting that person not even call him shifu once. It was just as tragic as not being able to get the daughter-in-law who'd crossed the family threshold! [4]
Luo Binghe was satisfied: "Then many thanks to this Elder."
He wasn't in the least willing to call anyone other than Shen Qingqiu his shifu.
The Dream Demon saw his appearance: if he still had his body, he would have been so furious his nose turned crooked.
This Luo Binghe; in front of his Shizun, he was well-behaved and obedient, even more like a small white flower. How come in front of other people, he became so difficult to deal with! Completely two different impressions, just like becoming a different person!
Really going to anger this old man to death!
 
Time flew like an arrow, the sun and moon shuttling back and forth.
...Shen Qingqiu truly didn't want to use such a terrible and widely known common saying, but other than these words, he really couldn't find a more suitable phrase.
Every day at Qing Jing Peak, he played the qin, read books, wrote calligraphy, painted paintings, practiced martial arts, was picky about Luo Binghe not making a meal delicious enough, and even more occasionally bickered with Liu Qingge. Whether he went to Yue Qingyuan's place to report for work, the days flew by and were very much in line with his life goal to 'while away life and wait for death.'
Until the time came for the Immortal Alliance Conference.
This day finally came. His days were too leisurely to the point that Shen Qingqiu almost forgot this first great climax in the novel.
Left hanging as Luo Binghe climbed to the apex of life, married (countless) white beauties, also the first step towards the unremovable blackening... he was actually able to forget it!
Therefore, upon receiving the bronze invitation, Shen Qingqiu was startled for a good while.
The Immortal Alliance Conference was the first climax and resolution in "Proud Immortal Demon Way." At the same time, it was also a turning point in the book.
For four years, the Immortal Alliance Conference was a rookie selection offering great opportunities for fame and fortune. The form differed every year according to the major sect heads' discussions, but there would definitely be a gold list.

Regardless of originating from which sect or from the Jianghu [5], as long as you performed well in the Conference, your name would be on the gold list and made famous throughout the world.
Previously, "Proud Immortal Demon Way" didn't have a warm or hot reception. But with the Immortal Alliance Conference installment, the book's reviews and subscriptions increased greatly, immediately soaring!
The reason for the rise didn't just start from here. Great God Airplane Towards the Sky abandoned what original moral integrity he had left and sent up like a surging tide to readers a steel-wrought protagonist and sisters as graceful as water, great segments of presentable writing and all kinds of descriptions that let your face turn red in excitement, and also one important reason. It was also the important reason why Shen Qingqiu stuck through reading to the end.
That was the confusing setting!
Great God Airplane Towards the Sky, as a person who hadn't even researched how to set up a cultivation world properly and who frequently couldn't even get the Qi Refining or Nascent Soul periods straight, truly didn't get a tsukkomi from most people for this because that wasn't his novel's selling point.
"Proud Immortal Demon Way" was a book that could be called a 'cultivation' novel, but would be better called a 'supernatural' novel. Most of the supernatural contents completely steamrolled over the 'cultivation' parts. As a cultivation text, it was a model novel to the letter, but it was also quite interesting as a supernatural novel.
That is to say, very soon, Shen Qingqiu would have to face all the different kinds of extremely fierce and cruel supernatural creatures described in the book.
More importantly, very soon, it would be time for him to personally handle the Luo Binghe who revealed his demonic heritage and cruelly strike him down into the Endless Abyss.
The wheel of fate (plot) had already started to slowly turn...
 
—End Chapter 20—

[1] Making a meal in the middle of the night…: I translated san geng (三更) as 'middle of the night,' but it's an old phrasing for referring to the time between 11:00 PM and 1:00 AM. Before the invention of electric lights, people generally went to sleep at sundown and rose at sunrise… meaning 5:00-6:00 AM. Luo Binghe wouldn't be getting much sleep (if he even got any) by staying up to prepare food.

[2] "All right. Aren't you embarrassed…": I can't translate all the Chinese implications well to English, but Shen Qingqiu's tone is actually very warm to Luo Binghe despite the meaning. It's the sort of thing you'd expect your parents to say to you when they're scolding you but being very fluffy about it. It's like: 'Look at you, you're so big already but you're still clinging onto me like this, how do you think this looks?'

[3] Eating the wind and sleeping in the dew: A saying meaning to 'endure the hardships of an arduous journey.' Or basically someone who just went through a lot of suffering.

[4] Daughter-in-law who'd entered the family gate…: Not sure if I translated this quite right. Original sentence is: 簡直和進了門還得不到名分的小媳婦一樣慘!

[5] Jianghu: Literally 'rivers and lakes,' but refers to the martial arts world. Note that there is a difference between the cultivation world (with immortals and such) and the martial arts world. Cultivators are considered an entire cut above regular martial artists and often look down on regular Jianghu people.


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