Scum Villain Chapter 81: Grand Finale

The Story Begins

<<Proud Immortal Demon Way>> was a YY Stallion novel. From the start, the novel’s author Master Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky had made its choice of genre perfectly clear right. Shen Qingqiu was, as the heavens and earth could testify, without a question, a straight man. He’d identified as heterosexual since the moment he was born. Therefore, if you just opened "Proud Immortal Demon Way", which is a shocking book of the maximum degree, and say to Shen Yuan, ah, you will become gay, and will be gay with this book’s protagonist, and you’d be the one lying on the ground and get fucked by someone—he’d definitely take the full set of fifty volumes of “Proud Immortal Demon Way” brick physical copies to show the other person what it meant to have their brains turned into paste and smeared on the ground. Now, floating in the empty space that he passed through when he first entered this world, he listened to the familiar Google Translate-like voice, the friendly voice with its familiar accent, echoing to every corner. 【Hello, through your consistent efforts and active cooperation, your have acquired enough points for an upgrade.】 【The system is pleased to inform you that you have been promoted to a junior VIP user. Please be reminded that VIP users may start using the advanced feature "self-saving".】 【In case of a full HP loss, you may restore your health to full once.】 A full HP restoration! This VIP treatment was really something else. Shen Qingqiu said: "So. This self-saving function can only be used once? And I can only use it on myself?" System: 【Correct.】 Shen Qingqiu immediately considered a rather serious problem. He’d drawn the greater half of Luo Binghe’s demonic energy to him, and now, even if he destroyed Xin Mo, it shouldn’t affect Luo Binghe. When he’d thought he was as good as dead, that crybaby child had tried to die with him. Now that he had used the self-saving function, he shouldn’t just throw his life away carelessly! Shen Qingqiu quickly asked: "Luo Binghe? How is he doing now?" System: 【At present, you do not have the ability to view the current situation. Would you like to view historical achievements?】 Why are you incapable of viewing the current situation at VIP? Shen Qingqiu pulled at his hair in frustration, but it wasn’t as though worrying would do Luo Binghe any good. So the system wasn’t answering. Fine! The system persisted in asking, 【Would you like to view historical achievements?】 This notification didn’t look like it was going away any time soon. Shen Qingqiu waved: "Okay, okay. I’ll look!" With a burst of an exultant BGM, the system slowly unrolled the list of achievements. 【Avoiding plot holes more than 20 times. Removing the "Shocking Plot Points Everywhere" flag, "Peak Tsukkomi" Achievement unlocked.】 【Highest B points accumulated surpassing 5000, 'bad writing, still readable' Achievement unlocked.】 【Extremely dramatic scenarios, over three times. "Dog Blood Spilling On Heads[1]" Achievement unlocked.】 【Cutting off draggy content and insignificant secondary plot threads, removing the "Unbeatable Water God" flag.[2]】 【Discovering hidden characters, filled in plot holes, removing the "plot holes everywhere" flag.】 【Satisfaction levels exceeding system’s recordable values, "Good Enough to Jerk Off To" Achievement unlocked.】 【"Achieved system recommendation. One-line summary: the story of how an unloved, romance-minded chuunibyou almost destroyed the world."】 Seeing this line, Shen Qingqiu went silent.

He couldn’t refute.【Hand waving bye-bye】If he thought about it, indeed, from the beginning of his entry into this book, without realizing, "Proud Immortal Demon Way" had, from a YY Stallion novel with no bottom line, twisted into a pure virgin’s crazy, entangled, dramatic personal love story.

Looking at this row of shiny medals, Shen Qingqiu suddenly noticed that in the upper left corner of the honor list, there was a small pink symbol "♀". He knew that the symbol ♂ stood for male and ♀ represented female. It was a bit strange. "What does this symbol mean?" System: 【Shows that all the scores obtained in the list lean toward women-oriented honour.】 Shen Qingqiu: "...you’re kidding me." System: 【The genre of "Proud Immortal Demon Way" has been revised.】 Wait. Why is this novel in the women-oriented section! No wonder this kind of unique, unbelievable story can still pick up so many achievements, unexpectedly it had been reclassified to the women-oriented genre, and was judged according to the standards of women’s writing?! And why did the women-oriented genre have the "Good Enough to Jerk Off To" achievement. What are they going to hold to jerk off to?! Had this novel been changing to a women’s novel from the start? ! From the first day he’d crossed through the novel to the bad blood he’d been carrying today, Shen Qingqiu, finally aware of the truth, was mad enough to puke blood.

Black-haired heads crowded him immediately.

Ning Yingying, Ming Fan, Qi Qingqi, Mu Qingfang, an entire crowd huddled by his bed, all of them shouting and wailing. “Shizun is coughing up blood, is he going to die?", "No, after the blood has been expelled, he’ll be fine." He glanced around at the cold, damp stone walls, the two lit candles. Shen Qingqiu had just recognized that this was Lingxi Caves, when the echoes caused his head to throb with a deafening pain, and he bent over, head in hands. He only heard Liu Qingge say: “Everybody leave!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the others went silent. The juniors clammed up and slid away. The empty space they left was filled by Liu Qingge. He stood by the stone bed, arms crossed. Shen Qingqiu, finally laying eyes on someone reliable, grabbed onto him and asked: "Luo Binghe?" Liu Qingge’s face darkened. “Dead.”

Shen Qingqiu stared. "...Dead?"

Did he really stupidly try to follow him in death?! Looking at Liu Qingge, it didn’t seem to be a joke. Liu Qingge never joked anyway. Shen Qingqiu sat up abruptly. His movement was too forceful, and a sudden pain began throbbing dully in his lower body. His face twisted in pain, and he fell back down with a thump.

This reaction was much too exaggerated. Liu Qingge seemed as though he’d been greatly frightened. He stumbled back three steps, stiff and awkward, like he couldn’t decide whether to come back up and talk, or turn right around and flee. Qi Qingqi grabbed him and yelled shrilly, "Look at you, look at you! What have you done? I told you not to scare him, now he’s gone and fainted all because of your careless words!" Shen Qingqiu, laying on the stone bed, raised a hand. "I didn't faint. I..." It was just a certain place hurt, and he suddenly couldn’t sit properly...

Up to now, the one Ning Yingying was the most terrified of was Bai Zhan Peak’s Peak Lord, but this time, filled with conviction, she lost her temper, stomping her foot: "Liu-shishu, how could you? Even if you don't like A-Luo, you knew Shizun had just woken up, and can’t take too much provocation. You... you still spoke so irresponsibly, cursing him to die." Mu Qingfang also wore a face full of reproach. "Liu-shixiong, doing this to a patient is not good. Not good at all." Liu Qingge was the target of public ire for the first time in his life. He’d never been good with words, and could only return to the table, snapping, "I’ll stop talking!"

Shen Qingqiu pressed on his temple with one hand, his waist gingerly with another. "Somebody tell me if he has died or not." Qi Qingqi said, "Not dead! That kid thought you wouldn’t make it, and almost followed you. Later, Mu-shidi said you were fine and were still breathing, how could he still bear to die."

Thankfully, there was no more miscommunication. No one could afford more miscommunication. Shen Qingqiu knew that Liu Qingge was just speaking in anger, but he’d been pretty scared for a moment or two. He couldn’t help being embarrassed and criticized him. "Peak Lord Liu, don’t be like that. I trusted you enough to ask you first. That was pretty disappointing of you." Liu Qingge stared at him. Shen Qingqiu, unafraid of his stare, sat up slowly, choosing a posture that would not press on the crucial parts of his body too badly, and asked: "What is going on? How have I returned to Qing Jing Peak? What happened to Mai Gu Mountain? Where is Luo Binghe?" Qi Qingqi said, "Don't worry about Mai Gu Mountain, it was blown up a while ago." Shen Qingqiu repeated, "Blown up?"

Qi Qingqi replied: "Didn’t you and Luo Binghe destroy Xin Mo in Mai Gu Mountain? When the sword broke, the whole mountain was blown up."

Ming Fan squeezed his way by the bed and said, "Ah, yes, yes, Shizun, most of the mountain smashed through the ice, and the crater that got formed was pretty big. Then the ice on the Luo River melted. You and Luo Binghe both fell into the Luo River, it was Liu-shishu who pulled you two up." Shen Qingqiu was currently holding the tea Ning Yingying had brought him, ready to drink, but fortunately did not begin, or he would definitely have spat it right out. ‘You two’? Shen Qingqiu gave Liu Qingge a guilty side-eye. If he remembered correctly (how could you remember something like this wrong), he and Luo Binghe had just finished then! Although Luo Binghe had clothed him, the proof of guilt remained on his body, and it would be more odd if Liu Qingge, with his razor-sharp perception, had not realized what they were doing.

No wonder Liu Qingge had been fiercely glaring at him like he wanted to purge his soul of impurities. Offending public morals, bringing humiliation to the master’s door!

Qi Qingqi rambled on. “In one swoop he retrieved the two of you, your bodies embracing so tightly it was as if you’d stiffened from rigor mortis. So many people were looking too. How embarrassing for the great Cang Qiong Mountains...“

Exposed to the public’s eyes, that is. Shen Qingqiu was filled with shame. A thousand, ten thousand precautions, and he still hadn’t prevented Resentment of Chunshan from getting new material. His thoughts led him back to Luo Binghe, who had not taken him away, but instead willingly returning him to Qing Jing Peak. This was a bit strange. Shen Qingqiu, feeling this was out of the ordinary, continued to question. "So where exactly is Luo Binghe now?" It was still Ning Yingying, ever obedient and filial, who said, "Shizun, you haven't woken up for so many days, of course he’s gone to find a cure for you."

What kind of legendary cure was he looking for? All that trouble he’d gone trying to avoid dying, finally coming back to life in full health, and now, instead of kneeling at his bedside waiting for him to wake up, this kid was out frolicking around doing who knows what. This sort of task, leave it to your juniors!

Ning Yingying whispered quietly. "Of course he was chased off the mountains by the other shishu and shibo..."

Shen Qingqiu, too lazy to even attempt to keep his scholarly facade up any longer, could not keep his face straight and snickered. Luo Binghe had offended too many of Cangqiong Mountain Sect’s disciples, being chased off was to be expected, but he had now learned how to swallow his pride and allow himself to be chased off without a fuss. How pitiful. Well, as long as everything was fine, that’s good. Like hell everything was fine. Shen Qingqiu’s face suddenly changed. "Zhangmen-shixiong!" How could he forget the Yue Qingyuan who’d been at death’s door!

He quickly rolled over and sat up, running for the exit with his boots. Completely caught off guard by his sudden exit, his bedside guests froze before beginning to give chase. Mu Qingfang shouted, "Shen-shixiong, you’d better lie down for a little longer--"

Running out of the Lingxi caves as quickly as he could, the fragrant breezes of the mountains tickled at his nose. Suddenly, outside, in the dark night sky, a few gold-bright fireworks exploded. If he listened carefully, the sounds of revellers floated from Qiong Ding Hall.

Shen Qingqiu pulled the boots on as he asked, "What’s happening? Why is it so noisy on Qiong Ding Peak? How is Zhangmen-shixiong doing?"

Qi Qingqi tugged at her crooked bodice and said uncharitably, "So you still know how to show concern for Zhangmen-shixiong. He’s not dead."

Mu Qingfang said laughingly, "Shen shixiong, you woke up at just the right time. Don't miss the celebration."

Hearing that Yue Qingyuan was fine, Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that unsheathing his sword at Mai Gu Mountain had not exhausted Yue Qingyuan’s life; otherwise he really wouldn’t have known how to live with that fact. He was unsure if Xuan Su’s secret had been revealed to others. His thoughts turned to the present situation, and his sense of self-importance shot up. A celebration? One to celebrate that he had finally awoken? Why go to such trouble to celebrate with great fanfare? That was so embarrassing. Liu Qingge seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and burst his bubble without hesitation. "The celebration is for the successful prevention of the merging of two worlds. What has it got to do with you." Shen Qingqiu said, embarrassed, "Can’t we celebrate my return at the same time?" As a celebration held to celebrate a great event, it was natural that the guests weren't only the disciples of Cangwu Peak, but also included various cultivators who had participated in the battle in (Luo Chuan?). At the summit, many cheerful voices drifted around, and the space was relatively crowded. Shen Qingqiu saw many familiar faces. Three beautiful women were surrounded by the sound of soft chatter. They were veiled, cold and refined, surrounded by flickering smoke. Now looking at the Luo Binghe, where the harem had previously fought for scraps of his attention, Shen Qingqiu had a very wonderful feeling, as keen on the crowd as before, but there is no way to hold the YY mentality to watch. He concentrated on the words of the three sisters: "Respected sister, esteemed elder, please, a word." "It was so hard to track down the author, we should have a word with them." "Is it out of print? No more copies are being produced?" They held a strange pamphlet in their hands and stuffed it into Liu Mingyan’s hands. The booklet looked very familiar. Shen Qingqiu secretly wondered what it was . He attempted to look closer and see what the three big characters on the cover were. Suddenly a shadowy presence made its way beside him.

Shen Qingqiu followed him quickly, grabbed him, and said: "You’re really coming to this peak, not afraid of Qi Qingqi seeing you." Realizing he was caught, Shang Qinghua almost crumpled on the spot. Hearing Shen Qingqiu’s voice, Shang Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Cucumber bro, why? You and I are friends in transmigration, don’t be in such a hurry to chase me away."

Shen Qingqiu: "I take it from the fact that you’re going to the peak, that you’ve succeeded in erasing your past sins?"

Shang Qinghua: "Yes. I’m not scared anymore. I might be coming back as the lord of An Ding Peak. This is Luo Binghe’s blessing, peace out forever." Shen Qingqiu: "Yue Qingyuan let you come back?" Shang Qinghua: "This is just another case of the prodigal son who returned home after losing his way. I didn't do anything particularly bad. Why wouldn’t he let me come back?" Shen Qingqiu let go of him: "Sect Leader is too kind." Shang Qinghua's dusted off his clothes: "That’s why he’s so unlucky. Kind people get taken advantage of." Shen Qingqiu eyed him: "My pointless meddling has scrambled your own novel beyond recognition. But you don't seem to care at all." Shang Qinghua said: "Don’t say that. Maybe you think it's all scrambled up bullshit, but your worthless meddling may have changed the world’s meaning for Luo Binghe." ... There had to be demons in broad daylight, if Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky could say things like that?!

Shen Qingqiu was stunned: "Wait. You sure you haven’t switched bodies with the original goods?" Shang Qinghua replied seriously: "Don’t be like this. I’m also a young man with a skilled pen. Of course, I have feelings about this."

Shen Qingqiu sneered: "What skilled pen? Why is it that in this book, I only saw the death of the quality threshold?" Plus the daily uploads of 10,000 words, with an explosion of 20,000 words every now and then. Without this sort of ability, the《Proud Immortal Demon Way》would never have been able to get published!

Shang Qinghua’s shrugged helplessly: “Do you think that I started out with the intention of writing an incredibly low quality novel? I wrote pure literature before, but I was forced to sell out. I had to start writing this kind of novel. Writing literature got lonely. It’s more in line with my writing philosophy than to write some stallion male who starts walking a bad road, or then shape the current Luo Binge, who is much more complicated, developed, and fateful. Shen Qingqiu concluded: "So, your writing philosophy is to write low quality books?"

Shang Qinghua: "So you look down on your fellow man now? Artworks, artists, molded to be gay. Pure literature is all about foundation, you know?"

He waved his arms around passionately: "If you don't systematically choose your loyal die loyal reader, I am afraid that the plot will not be so thorough, and I will go back to my original plot. Although in reality, I can't stand the loneliness. Under severe financial strain, I chose to write the <<Proud Immortal Demon Way>> the way my audience wanted me to, but now I am thankful for what you’ve done-you’ve taken what I wanted to write and made it reality. Cucumber bro!" He patted Shen Qingqiu’s shoulder solemnly: "You are the chosen one; and I regret nothing!"

... Why was it that it seemed like the system and this world were the products of Shang Qinghua's choppy outline and built up author’s resentment?

Shen Qingqiu was ashamed to be the "chosen one": "Who are you pretending is your faithful, diehard reader?" Shang Qinghua waved his hand and announced victory unilaterally: "I won’t debate this with you, you’re just another one of my fans trolling me.[3]"

Shen Qingqiu wanted to reply "I may be a troll, but I’m not your fan!", when he suddenly heard Shang Qinghua yelping. What is "Warm affection, grace difficult to accept, and the lips are made together, may the (Ming Dynasty?)[4] be made tonight, and may it go on forever." The phrase sounded strangely familiar, enough that Shen Qingqiu’s hand itched to hit him, "Shang Qinghua, what are you going on about?"

Shang Qinghua continued: "I don't know what day the recovery will be, how long will Zheng Yang be needed?, Slowly, Zheng Yang, slower, Ah, ah, sheath Xiu Ya, it’s leaking, ah, the tears, no, not again, please..." Shen Qingqiu stared in disbelief: "Go on, by all means, sing another verse."

Shang Qinghua: "Shen Da, why don't you ever listen to people to people when they talk to you, don’t go around fucking as you please. Binghe will go crazy. Let me tell you, this Resentment of Chunshan, right now, is crazy popular. You two are legendary. You two homos have achieved a legendary national fame, you know? You can silence me, that’s fine with me, but you can’t silence the world..." As he’d want to from the beginning, Shen Qingqiu hit Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky. Good. Too good!!

This kind of plot hole digging author, who was happy with the abysmal development he had given his characters, and had with a “you can you up” type attitude dragged a reader into his novel to fix them, deserved to be beaten within an inch of their life! He was about to drag Airplane bro into the forest to continue, when he heard a familiar voice behind him[5], and the ethereal peak lord said: "Peak Lord Shen, safe and sound, what a blessing." Shen Qingqiu schooled his expression into a calm mask and turned around, only to see two Zhaohua Temple priests and Yue Qingyuan walking towards them. He ditched Shang Qinghua, straightened his clothes, and, from the bottom of his heart, smiled: "Peak leader, Master Wuwang, Master Wuchen." Yue Qingyuan seemed a far cry from his previous weak state, smiling at him. Master Wu Wang glanced at Shen Qingqiu, and walked off in disgust. The disgust in his eyes when he looked at Shen Qingqiu was comparable to that of a cancer ridden doctor looking at a female amputee.

Master Wuchen said: "Master Shen, don’t mind Master Wu Wang. Ever since that old man lost his legs in Jinlan City, he’s despised demons, and he seems to have associated them with Lord Shen…”

Shen Qingqiu rubbed his nose impassively: "Oh well." So he was disliked by some old vulture, whatever.

Wuchen master said: "But he’s doing a lot better now. He didn’t harass Tianlang-jun once during his stay at Zhaohua Temple." Shen Qingqiu said: "Tianlang-Jun stayed at Zhaohua Temple?"

Master Wucheng said: ”He wasn’t invited. The old man just wanted to talk to him about Buddhism, and offer assistance in delaying the decline of his body. After he had stabilized his body for a few years, he would leave as he liked. At that time, he enjoyed the idea of traveling to the human world. He ended up following his original plan of returning to the demonic realm with Zhuzhi-lang. I can do it with my heart. He said that there shouldn’t be any resentful energy on his body, even if there had been, it should have dissipated."

Master Wu Chen’s peers had been killed by the sowers in Jinlan City. The sowers has been sent by Tianlang-Jun. However, he couldn’t care less about that. Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help but admire him. He himself was not usually merciful. In the end, Shen Qingqiu felt that Tianlang-Jun didn’t have any interest in destroying the world. That wasn’t what he truly enjoyed doing, or wanted to do.

With his innocent naïveté, Zhuzhi-lang was helping him pay the bills, running his little army, collecting strange pamphlets, and occasionally, perhaps inevitably, got his feelings hurt. Just like him right now.

The monks of Zhaohua Temple left first, heading for Cangqiong peak. Yue Qingyuan was at the head of the procession but he didn’t leave with them. Standing quietly in the same spot, staring silently at Shen Qingqiu. Who knew why, the conversation had been relatively innocuous. As though he had used it before, Yue Qingyuan called: "Xiao Jiu..." Shen Qingqiu replied: "Shixiong, it’s Shen Qingqiu."

As hard as it was to explain the truth to Yue Qingyuan, Shen Qingqiu hoped he made the difference between the two of them as clear as possible. Yue Qingyuan blinked and gave him a weak smile: "...Qingqiu. Qingqiu shidi." Shen Qingqiu glanced at Xuan Su, hanging at his waist, and, before he could say anything, Yue Qingyuan interjected: Shidi, you don’t need to worry. I’ll be under observation for a few months, but for now it should be alright." Shen Qingqiu said: "Then don’t be so impulsive in the future. One can raise their cultivation, one can break through stages, but one cannot restore their life." Yue Qingyuan shook his head and said: "Life isn’t the only thing that can’t be restored."

Followed all the way by the sounds of younger disciples chatting, and the bursting of fireworks overhead, the two walked slowly toward Cang Qiong peak. Yue Qingyuan said: "What are you going to do later?" Shen Qingqiu said: "There isn’t really a plan right now. I’ll wait for Luo Binghe to come back and see how he’s doing." Yue Qingyuan smiled: "You really like this disciple."

Shen Qingqiu was wondering how best to respond, when he heard Yue Qingyuan say: "Shidi, whenever you tire of wandering the earth, Cang Qiong Mountains will always remain a place for you to return to, whenever you wish." He said it solemnly. Yue Qingyuan had always been like this. Anything he promised he would do everything in his power to do. If, for any reason he couldn’t, he would attempt to make up for it at all costs.

Ever since he’d begun playing his role in this book, Shen Qingqiu had refused to follow the scum villain’s path, destroying boundaries, and he was proud of that, and never before now had he had such a dangerous, impulsive thought. If only he really was Shen Jiu. If only that person could really hear these words. Shen Qingqiu’s pace slowed, and, as if he had sensed something, glanced upwards. Beyond the crowd, Luo Binghe stood by the white stone stairs of Cang Qiong peak.

He stood apart from the crowd, no one at his side. The pedestrians who caught glimpses of him made a variety of faces. Shen Qingqiu subconsciously stepped forward two steps, and turned back, glancing at the man behind him. Yue Qingyuan said: "Go on."

He stood silently behind Shen Qingqiu. As he had done in the past, and would continue to do in the future.

One year, without knowing the demons visiting the peak weren’t evil, disciples had rushed them, and perhaps also smashed a section of the bricks with a hammer. Luo Binghe was staring down at the crack between the white bricks littered around the ground, and suddenly heard the sound of a familiar fan being opened. A pair of white boots stepped onto the stone seam that had begun to green lightly from plant growth. He raised his head. Shen Qingqiu shook his fan reproachfully. "Don't say anything. As your shizun, I want to ask you one question first: As a disciple, why didn’t you stay here and wait for your Shizun to wake up, instead of wandering off and running around?" Luo Binghe forced his expression of excitement down and suppressed his feelings: "No one in Cang Qiong peak welcomed me. I can only sneak in to see you from time to time. I didn't see Shizun in Ling Xi cave, I assumed Shizun had been hidden by them, or that he’d left..." Shen Qingqiu listened to him, a little aggrieved, and couldn’t help but think of what Shang Qinghua had said earlier. If he hadn’t stirred up such a mess, maybe Luo Binghe would have been blackened, and he would become the blackened protagonist who had torn him into a human stick in the original book. Although now, Luo Binghe had become a young lovebird, and it seems that there is no good place to go... but there are also some places to be pitiful. At least, as he just found out, he’d be the one who ended up having to take responsibility for everything. Shen Qingqiu sighed: "If you knew you wouldn’t be welcomed here, then why did you insist on dropping me off at Cang Qiong peak?" Luo Binghe: "I thought that when Shizun woke up, he’d definitely prefer to see Cang Qiong peak first..." Disregarding his image as a lofty immortal, Shen Qingqiu swatted his head. Angry that, of all things, Luo Binghe had decided to start being “considerate” here[6]: "Of course this teacher would want to see you first the most!" Luo Binghe bore the smack passively, but his face reddened. His eyes were beginning to water, with his expression indicating he was tired of standing still. Shen Qingqiu couldn’t bear looking at him. He suddenly heard the sudden sound of shouting arising from everywhere. Yang Yixuan stood at the top of the temple and said: "The little devil came back to harass Master Shen again!" The call spread, and people began to advance: "He dares to come here! Weapons, where are more weapons?" "Shixiong, that’s my sword, give it back to me! If you want to fight too go back and get your sword yourself." No wonder Luo Binghe had waited for him to wake up without waiting by his bedside at Cang Qiong peak, if he was so "warmly welcomed".

Shen Qingqiu replied helplessly: "Oh, yes, you acted correctly. In a situation like this, the best thing to do is visit secretly." Luo Binghe replied quietly: "As I said earlier, I’m not welcomed here." Shen Qingqiu tapped his head: "No matter. Shizun will welcome you."

Cang Qiong peak grew louder with the sound of shouting and killing intent, both real and for show, and eager to try their swords against him. A number of them were previously neutral passerby who’d developed a sudden resentment against the demon sovereign. Shen Qingqiu, rather embarrassed, said: "We’d better leave."

Luo Binghe did not respond for a moment: "Leave?" Shen Qingqiu nodded: "Don't you say you weren’t welcome here? Let’s go find somewhere you will be." He added: "This time, no matter where you want to go, Shizun will follow you." Luo Binghe’s face, normally so sharp and clever, was struck dumb by Shen Qingqiu’s sentence.

Shen Qingqiu didn’t bother lowering his voice. In addition to the Cang Qiong Peak disciples, the peaks were crowded with various cultivators who had been invited to participate in this celebration. Even though their senses were sharp, they wouldn't understand the meaning behind Shen Qingqiu's words, and simultaneously pretended to ignore it. Those watching the fireworks continued watching, and those chatting chatted louder. They were trying to give face to Cang Qiong sect. It was Liu Qingge who didn’t understand. He jumped from the eaves and ran to Shen Qingqiu, “Hey!” Qi Qingqi's anger couldn’t be contained any longer: "...This old lady doesn't care! Go wherever you like! Shen Qingqiu, you two, you two... bastards, go away! What are you looking at! You go do as you like, you shameless, shameless-!" "Shimei. Don't shout as you like. Our reputation..." Nowadays, Cang Qiong peak, in addition to protecting, demolishing, and fraternizing with demons, had a pair of disciples who were the protagonists of a yellow pamphlet, could a poorer reputation be more deeply cemented in the people? Shen Qingqiu thought about it rather speechlessly. Like he would with a child, Shen Qingqiu took Luo Binghe’s hand. When had Luo Binghe begun taking his hand as well?

He could feel Luo Binghe’s grip on his hand tightening. Luo Binghe looked up slowly, the starry night sky shining in his dark eyes.

Shen Qingqiu didn’t find the sight strange. He turned his head, his heart singing all the while. After so many difficulties and hardships, he had finally surrendered to a chaotic disciple and ended up in a better place. Let him cry a little, Luo Binghe was just like that. Thinking back on this story, with all of its ups and downs, he was close to tears himself. As for the transformation of this book, there was no regret in Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky’s life, but Cucumber Bro still felt some disgust. The author didn’t fill in the plot holes, fine, he did it himself. Throughout the history of the stallion genre, there had never been a reader like him, who took the lead, filled in the plot hole, and offered so many sacrifices, just to save a group of B-class students. Although there may be some progress towards the path of salvation, at least, he had actually followed the philosophy of "you can you up, no can no BB[7]"! Maybe the story that would be spread among the people has ended, but the story between you and me has just begun . Or, the story of this world had ended. The story between you and I was just beginning.

Translation Notes:

[1] Dog blood can mean crazy, overdramatic plots/scenarios

[2] 注水剧 (lit. water pouring dramas) are those super-lengthy dramas which drag on for a long time

[3] 黑粉 Black powder literally. Powder’s pinyin sounds like “fan”, and black is self explanatory. Slang for anti-fan, or trolls, in a way.

[4]He’s quoting a sex scene here.

[5]He says “阿弥陀佛”, a common Buddhist saying

[6]铁不成钢道is a saying often used when someone fails to meet your expectations, or isn’t improving as fast as you’d like them to.

[7] This is is the original text, also in english.

Dante's Closing Notes:

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