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    07 Apr 2026

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    06 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 83

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    What if Xie Lian was able to salvage the scraps of Wuming's soul, instead of thinking he'd been dispersed? What if, on Wuming's journey to catch up and become powerful for his beloved, Xie Lian was with him every step of the way?

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    That same nightmare - or rather, memory - had been plaguing his mind for weeks now, ever since his second ascension and voluntary banishment.

     

    It was a lie.

     

    Because Wuming was not dispersed…
    Or at least, not completely.

     

    Xie Lian clutched the spirit-trapping pouch containing the fragments of Wuming’s soul to his chest, murmuring both apologies as well as comforting words to himself and the spirit as he rocked back and forth, attempting in vain to regain his bearings.

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    04 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 20

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    “Who are you? Speak.”

    “W-who?” The ghost looked lost, still struggling against him. “Don’t know! Don’t know!” It kept whining, a hurt, broken sound that Xie Lian fought the urge to soothe and hush.

    “You don’t know, huh.” Xie Lian tightened his grip, eyes narrowing. “Why’d you steal my dagger? Are you a thief?”

    “No! No!” The ghost slammed its head against the trunk, a wail in its words. “Dianxia, no!”

    In a flash, Xie Lian’s hands were off of the ghost as if scalded. His heart was in his throat. “You… you called me…”

    The ghost turned, and Xie Lian finally saw its face. He was a young man of 20 or so, hair falling in long black untamed waves around his face. He was handsome, tall with a sharp jaw despite his feral appearance, but Xie Lian was distracted by something else. His eyes stared at Xie Lian pleadingly, one black, and one…

    “Dianxia, dianxia!

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    01 Apr 2026

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    In the time between sacrificing himself to stop his estranged disciple’s qi deviation and waking up in his back-up body, Shen Yuan -formerly Shen Qingqiu- experiences a long series of dreams that make him confront quite a few things about himself that he’d been stubbornly ignoring.

    Good thing they’re just dreams, right? Otherwise he’d never be able to look Luo Binghe in the eye ever again.

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     Binghe froze under his hands as Shen Yuan brought him into the most gentle hug he could manage. “Still crying?” He asked, only just keeping the unsteadiness out of his voice. He was naked and this was a sex dream and Binghe was crying all over his dick.

     He didn’t need his kinks spelled out for him quite this explicitly, thanks.

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    Or: two horny idiots finally get out of their own way.

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    29 Mar 2026