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    Shang Qinghua would have it be known that weird dreams mean nothing to him, he's been stress-dreaming for years, so he didn't expect that day to be different from any other day as head disciple of An Ding Peak! At least not until he was introduced to his fellow scum villain for the first time.

    (Shen Jiu knew it as the day everything finally changed for him.)

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    Amidst a Golden Autumn by Aeraneth * Favorite Quote

    “Do I- want to know what you’re doing?” Shen Qingqiu attempted.

    “-But the truth is that they’re actually the scattered feathers of the jinwu remains, which is why they overflow with endless flame qi,” Shang Qinghua continued. “They’re technically divine-level panacea if you know how to use them right, which is why it’s a lot better to use it with Cold Spring water or something to counter the effects.” He paused. “… I’m trying to mimic a maiden’s willowy figure falling against this tree,” he added.

    “What,” Shen Qingqiu said.

    “Jinwu have a specific type in women,” Shang Qinghua managed. He squirmed again. “I’m not- exactly their type.”

    “… Just- hold this,” Shen Qingqiu sighed, holding out the basket. “I’ll try.” Shang Qinghua rolled off the bark and accepted the basket. He watched as Shen Qingqiu stared at the tree’s bizarre knot, then closed his eyes, turned around, and swooned back against the bark.

    The bark opened immediately, and Shen Qingqiu yelped as he fell through. Shang Qinghua quickly scurried after him.

    “Ah- Shidi!!” he called, following into the tunnel opening. “Are you okay??” Shen Qingqiu quickly picked himself up, hissing softly.

    “Don’t- tell anyone I did that,” he snapped, rubbing at his head.

    “My lips are sealed,” Shang Qinghua promised. “But that did the trick!”

    “Why was that the trick?!”

    “That,” Shang Qinghua started, and felt himself redden. He cleared his throat loudly and decided to not explain his questionable choices in a different life. “A-Anyway! This should lead to the hidden garden,” he managed, handing the snakes back. “The flower should be in the back with the water.” Shen Qingqiu sighed, but followed him. Shang Qinghua pulled a light orb from his sleeve to light the way.

    “How did you even know about this place, anyway?” Shen Qingqiu asked.

    “Oh, you know, I read,” Shang Qinghua replied vaguely.

    “Why not just use the flower yourself?”

    “Um, I actually have specific reasons to not be a beacon of flame qi, funnily enough. It’s especially potent against ice qi.” Even if he was allowed, he did not need a reason for Mobei Jun to kill him early?

    Fortunately, they reached the little underground garden before Shen Qingqiu could finish asking questions, and Shang Qinghua dimmed his light. The small field of flowers grew in the perfect shape of a fallen crow, a single massive arrow sticking out of the ground. Shen Qingqiu sucked in a sharp breath, then carefully walked forward. He crouched down beside the surrounding spring to inspect the little flowers, blazing with light and literally dripping with golden spiritual energy.

    “… Do you- like it?” Shang Qinghua realized, shifting in place.

    “They’re beautiful,” Shen Qingqiu breathed, eyes clear and wide, reflecting golden light perfectly. Shang Qinghua’s poor writer’s heart gave a flutter! Suck it, haters!!! “Is it- really okay to just…?” He reached out a hand, then very delicately touched one of the petals. Golden light dripped off his fingertips.

    “If it’s you,” Shang Qinghua reasoned. Shen Qingqiu paused, looking back. Shang Qinghua jolted. “Um!!” he managed. “I mean- it’s for a good cause! Feeding children. The gods can’t get mad about that.” Shen Qingqiu snorted softly, glancing at his basket. It quivered with eager baby noodles inside. “You only really need one anyway, so go ahead and take your pick! I’ll bottle up some of the water.”

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