Shang Qinghua awakens to the sound of dripping blood.
This is, unfortunately, not as unknown as he might like it to be, since he transmigrated into his own novel. Being a spy for a demon lord comes with certain hazards, and one of those hazards is that demons are extremely violent! Very prone to tearing their enemies apart! There's more than one reason he has so devotedly clung to the thighs of his king, and how shapely they are was at least initially a very minor consideration! Usually he's not recovering from unconsciousness around dripping blood, but it's not impossible that someone would attack Cang Qiong's most pathetic Peak Lord.
His train of thought is interrupted by a crack of thunder outside, and the moment of lightning before it gives just enough light to show that what's dripping is water, and that he's in an unfamiliar room with unexpectedly non-Asian-looking plants in it. This is definitely not the Northern Desert, or An Ding Peak.
So... he's probably been kidnapped. Western demons, maybe, or rogue Southern ones? His protagonist son hasn't completely crushed the demon realm beneath his feet yet--and might not, as busy has he seems to be with doting on Cucumber-bro's every whim--but most demons aren't willing to face the annoyance of Luo Binghe to interfere with Cang Qiong, or the more personal annoyance of Mobei-Jun for interfering with his spy. (Not that he's much of a spy, anymore, now that most of the sect knows, but his king still seems to find him useful enough to keep around?)
Well, the first step is to see if his captors are stupid enough to leave his talismans and seals intact, since they were apparently stupid enough not to tie him up with Immortal Binding Cables. He fishes out the seal he uses to call Mobei-Jun when he has important news or an emergency, and feeds qi into it.
...it's like pouring water into a pot with a hole in the bottom. It's not being blocked, but it's like there's an insurmountable distance between him and his king. Not good! He does not like that! This seal should work from every end of the Human and Demon realms, and probably even in the Endless Abyss!
He sighs and resorts to something he'd rather not do. "System?" he asks internally, hoping it'll deign to listen to him. "Am I still in Proud Immortal Demon Way?"
There's an uncomfortably long pause, and he almost thinks it's not going to answer, and then--
[Location unknown. Contact with plot lost. System going on standby. Good luck.]
Wait, wait, tell him more than that-- but it's no use, it's gone. Shang Qinghua swears and kicks the wall, wincing when he discovers that it's metal. So he's transmigrated again? But... he's still Shang Qinghua. He's still wearing An Ding robes and carrying his king's seal.
Well, at least he's still a cultivator. His chances are much better in this body than in his original one.
To Run Its Course
Even with the seal not working, he can't help but look for his king in every shadow! Mobei-jun is very resourceful, and his teleportation powers are stronger than anything except Xin Mo itself! (And Xin Mo can cut between worlds--would his king ask Luo Binghe for help, if he found his servant lost beyond retrieval?)
Eventually, in another room like every other, he sees it. His king's body, lying warm and empty on the floor, the plants of this place already overtaking it. It's been long enough that any ice has already melted.
This is really quite upsetting!!! Did his seal not work because his king had already died?! Were they both taken together? Why would someone kill Mobei-jun and leave Shang Qinghua alive, ah!
A sound behind him--someone has come into the room. Suddenly, he's inextricably convinced that this, here, is the person who must have killed his king--that they let him go free this little while just so he could find his king's body and know that he had failed before they killed him too.
He unsheathes his sword in a fluid motion and slashes a sword glare at the door. He has to go on the offensive if he's to have any chance to survive! It's not like he's the War God! He spends more of his time on accounting than martial arts!
Contents Worming
Eventually, Shang Qinghua slumps against a wall. Not to rest! He's an immortal cultivator, he's not so out of shape to need to rest so soon! But his morale needs to rest.
Unfortunately, it's not going to get one. Something moves on the wall next to him, and suddenly, enormous sticky tenrils are invading his clothing. The shriek he lets out absolutely does not sound girly!! But he was hoping there wouldn't be plants that assaulted you like this here, ah! PIDW had the excuse of being written for papapa scenes, is this world also full of porn logic?!
Leaping away from the wall brings the sticky tendrils with him and exposes him to more crawling up his legs, but it does at least reveal that these aren't some kind of aphrodisiac plant, they're extremely large and sticky earthworms. Which could still be an aphrodisiac poison! He's not going to let his guard down! Unfortunately, he can't attack them with any kind of spiritual technique without hitting himself! Which he would prefer not to do! And if he wounded himself, any toxin in the sticky slime would just immediately be in his blood, which would be worse!
A flash of lightning shows an open door to what looks from the amount of rain coming down to be out of doors, and he lurches towards it--maybe the rain can help him wash this slime off before he gets afflicted with Thousand-Year Earthworm Mating Poison or something!
Shang Qinghua/Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky (Scum Villain's Self Saving System)
Shang Qinghua awakens to the sound of dripping blood.
This is, unfortunately, not as unknown as he might like it to be, since he transmigrated into his own novel. Being a spy for a demon lord comes with certain hazards, and one of those hazards is that demons are extremely violent! Very prone to tearing their enemies apart! There's more than one reason he has so devotedly clung to the thighs of his king, and how shapely they are was at least initially a very minor consideration! Usually he's not recovering from unconsciousness around dripping blood, but it's not impossible that someone would attack Cang Qiong's most pathetic Peak Lord.
His train of thought is interrupted by a crack of thunder outside, and the moment of lightning before it gives just enough light to show that what's dripping is water, and that he's in an unfamiliar room with unexpectedly non-Asian-looking plants in it. This is definitely not the Northern Desert, or An Ding Peak.
So... he's probably been kidnapped. Western demons, maybe, or rogue Southern ones? His protagonist son hasn't completely crushed the demon realm beneath his feet yet--and might not, as busy has he seems to be with doting on Cucumber-bro's every whim--but most demons aren't willing to face the annoyance of Luo Binghe to interfere with Cang Qiong, or the more personal annoyance of Mobei-Jun for interfering with his spy. (Not that he's much of a spy, anymore, now that most of the sect knows, but his king still seems to find him useful enough to keep around?)
Well, the first step is to see if his captors are stupid enough to leave his talismans and seals intact, since they were apparently stupid enough not to tie him up with Immortal Binding Cables. He fishes out the seal he uses to call Mobei-Jun when he has important news or an emergency, and feeds qi into it.
...it's like pouring water into a pot with a hole in the bottom. It's not being blocked, but it's like there's an insurmountable distance between him and his king. Not good! He does not like that! This seal should work from every end of the Human and Demon realms, and probably even in the Endless Abyss!
He sighs and resorts to something he'd rather not do. "System?" he asks internally, hoping it'll deign to listen to him. "Am I still in Proud Immortal Demon Way?"
There's an uncomfortably long pause, and he almost thinks it's not going to answer, and then--
[Location unknown. Contact with plot lost. System going on standby. Good luck.]
Wait, wait, tell him more than that-- but it's no use, it's gone. Shang Qinghua swears and kicks the wall, wincing when he discovers that it's metal. So he's transmigrated again? But... he's still Shang Qinghua. He's still wearing An Ding robes and carrying his king's seal.
Well, at least he's still a cultivator. His chances are much better in this body than in his original one.
To Run Its Course
Even with the seal not working, he can't help but look for his king in every shadow! Mobei-jun is very resourceful, and his teleportation powers are stronger than anything except Xin Mo itself! (And Xin Mo can cut between worlds--would his king ask Luo Binghe for help, if he found his servant lost beyond retrieval?)
Eventually, in another room like every other, he sees it. His king's body, lying warm and empty on the floor, the plants of this place already overtaking it. It's been long enough that any ice has already melted.
This is really quite upsetting!!! Did his seal not work because his king had already died?! Were they both taken together? Why would someone kill Mobei-jun and leave Shang Qinghua alive, ah!
A sound behind him--someone has come into the room. Suddenly, he's inextricably convinced that this, here, is the person who must have killed his king--that they let him go free this little while just so he could find his king's body and know that he had failed before they killed him too.
He unsheathes his sword in a fluid motion and slashes a sword glare at the door. He has to go on the offensive if he's to have any chance to survive! It's not like he's the War God! He spends more of his time on accounting than martial arts!
Contents Worming
Eventually, Shang Qinghua slumps against a wall. Not to rest! He's an immortal cultivator, he's not so out of shape to need to rest so soon! But his morale needs to rest.
Unfortunately, it's not going to get one. Something moves on the wall next to him, and suddenly, enormous sticky tenrils are invading his clothing. The shriek he lets out absolutely does not sound girly!! But he was hoping there wouldn't be plants that assaulted you like this here, ah! PIDW had the excuse of being written for papapa scenes, is this world also full of porn logic?!
Leaping away from the wall brings the sticky tendrils with him and exposes him to more crawling up his legs, but it does at least reveal that these aren't some kind of aphrodisiac plant, they're extremely large and sticky earthworms. Which could still be an aphrodisiac poison! He's not going to let his guard down! Unfortunately, he can't attack them with any kind of spiritual technique without hitting himself! Which he would prefer not to do! And if he wounded himself, any toxin in the sticky slime would just immediately be in his blood, which would be worse!
A flash of lightning shows an open door to what looks from the amount of rain coming down to be out of doors, and he lurches towards it--maybe the rain can help him wash this slime off before he gets afflicted with Thousand-Year Earthworm Mating Poison or something!
Wildcard
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