SVSSS fanfic: Bing-ge and his new Shizun

Unavoidable

By the time he came to, Shen Qingqiu heard bustling voices, whistles and applause from around him. When did I lose consciousness? With a headache, his eyes struggled to adapt to the new atmosphere. The overwhelmingly shining lights almost blinded his irises before everything came into view. Countless seats, a large stadium. A masquerade population, sitting in seats, roaring numbers.

"100,000, going once! Anyone else? Such a beautiful young girl, all yours once won! Number 37, 110,000! Number 52, 120,000! Anyone else? Anyone else? High quality assured.... Going twice!" Amidst his haziness, Shen Qingqiu felt like he was imagining things. On the stage, Yuanling sat inside a cage, handcuffed and listless, her head hung low, her despaired eyes staring across the ground.

"!! Yuanling- " Shen Qingqiu struggled against his aching wrists, attempting to demand the happenings of the situation. However, he realised no sound came out. His eyes widened with horror, as the announcements ended.

"Going thrice... any final calls?... and SOLD! Congratulations to number 37..." Struggling with all his might, Shen Qingqiu ignored the pain and thrashed his chained arms. The clanking of metal caught the attention of the guard, who then mercilessly whipped his back. Shen Qingqiu gasped, trembling with rage as he refused to acknowledge what was happening. As Yuanling was being brought back, their cages passed by each other. Her listless eyes regained its lustre upon seeing him, her trembling lips arching upwards revealing an ugly smile, both seeming to portray thankfulness and sorrow, asking for forgiveness.

Tears escaped the corner of her eyes before she hung her head back down, her face returning to its spiritless figure. Shen Qingqiu wanted to curse himself. What the f*ck was this? Why was he in an auction, why was Yuanling being sold? No, he already knew. After being captured by those bandits, he was knocked unconscious with the threat of all the villagers lives on the line.

As his cage was dragged to the stage, the hall became silent, gasps and excited murmuring reaching across the stadium. Shen Qingqiu was in a daze as the announcer fuelled the bids from the audience. 300,000....600,000....800,000....1,000,000... it was just going abnormally high. Shen Qingqiu's brain went blank, as he voiced within his head,

"System?"

5 seconds passed.

[Yes, Host]

"Get me out of here?"

[...]

[Buy an escape route for 300 points?]

"..."

[Reminding Host that even if Host escapes, you cannot take the villagers with you]

"..."

"Please kindly self destruct?"

[System going offline.]

F***. Shen Qingqiu couldn't take it anymore. Everything went downhill from that one day. Shen Qingqiu lifted his head to gaze into the blinding lights on the high ceiling. He could feel greedy eyes, lustful and disgusting, aimed towards him. He sighed internally. Perhaps it was easier to leave the world before it took a worse turn. As if responding to his thoughts, he felt an all familiar crazed presence with an unfamiliar overwhelming killing intention.

"Going once.... Twice..... and...."

Before the words fell, the walls crumbled. The moon shone its light through the broken entrance of the walls. Without a second to react, rows of blood shed everywhere. A figure in black languidly stepped forward, anyone near him bleeding out from all over their body. By the time screams erupted, other shadows cleared out those who were escaping. Two gleaming scarlet irises coldly reflected one's death the longer one stared at it. It was as if looking into the abyss.

Many cultivators attacked from all sides, only to be met with their last moments. By the time Shen Qingqiu looked down in horror, the whole place was a sea of crimson. Black robes entered his vision. An overwhelming pressure made Shen Qingqiu not want to look up - no, he couldn't lift his head.

"Shizun... no, S.h.e.n... Q.i.n.g.q.i.u. You really had me this time. Now look at you. So pathetic." An all familiar despair inducing voice. Shen Qingqiu trembled.

Of course...

Shen Qingqiu had a fierce reluctance to even say his name.

Looking down, "Luo Binghe" gazed on Shen Qingqiu, chained and within a cage, the very embodiment of what he desired. However, somehow - it frustrated him. Not only because it wasn't himself that placed his Shizun there, but also somehow it felt... different. As if Shen Qingqiu didn't belong in a cage. Conflicting thoughts hurt. An increasing pain expanded within "Luo Binghe".

Gritting his teeth, "Luo Binghe" raged, "YOU ESCAPED JUST TO BE IN THIS FILTHY PLACE?"

A strong desire to murder overtook "Luo Binghe". Rage? Anger? or was it.... Frustration? "Luo Binghe's" pupils flickered between crimson and raven black. A rare expression of hurt covered his face.

"Is being sold... a better fate for you than being in my sight?"

'Clang-' the sound of crashing metal and clunking thuds of a broken cage resonated within the stage. Shen Qingqiu flinched. However, the trembling didn't stop. "Luo Binghe" lifted Shen Qingqiu's face. All he was met with was fear, sorrow, vengeful yet lifeless eyes. At the same time, Yuanling was brought out to the stage by two shadows. The shadows knelt down, awaiting their next orders.

Hearing her yelp, Shen Qingqiu widened his eyes and turned his head to see her. He felt a wave of relief.....she was safe.

Yuanling quivered under the pressure, her legs giving out. However, her eyes brightened after seeing Shen Qingqiu. Relief, hope and joyous emotions reflected Shen Qingqiu's gaze. Before Shen Qingqiu could say anything, he felt the grip on his jaw tighten and his face was forced to look upwards. One was kneeling, his hands still chained and resting on his laps. His chin grasped, forcefully gazing into the other. The other was standing in front, looking downwards into the other's face, eyes filled with obsession, as if ready to swallow the other.

Yuanling saw this sight and was confused. Somehow, it looked... it gave... her an indescribable feeling.

"Luo Binghe" pulled Shen Qingqiu closer as he bent down towards his ears. Pain flittered across Shen Qingqiu's face as he heard the next words. "Luo Binghe" exuded an unfamiliar sense of clarity and calmness. His pupils, however, screamed the opposite. The wisps of red hovered over him, as if lost in all reason.

"If that's the case...

It shouldn't matter where you are, right?

Shizun~"

A sword flashed by Yuanling's neck again, as "Luo Binghe" smiled sweetly, the moonlight reflecting his distorted expression. Blood stained his whole body, the whole place ravaged with corpses.

Shen Qingqiu knew... he couldn't refuse.... And that he was going to face a worse fate than before.

And that perhaps... he would never be able to escape again.

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This is Oniku_Kamisama again :) thank you so much for all of your support, i lost my way, however, I have finally decided on a clear storyline and will now hopefully be able to update faster.

I hope to clarify a few things:
1. "Luo binghe" still doesn't know nor understand love, he just knows he wants to keep SQQ in his sights.
2. This chapter, "Luo Binghe" is acting mild and weird as he has spent time without SQQ + his last outburst, lets just say his brain lost a few more screws.
3. SQQ is on his way to give up, hence lack of outburst on seeing LBH. + he already outburst once before and kind of lost hope.