Yunmeng Jiang Disciples / Jiang Cheng| Mo Dao Zu Shi
14-10-2021
Day 14: [Free Use] / S̷t̷o̷c̷k̷i̷n̷g / B̷l̷o̷o̷d̷ ̷P̷l̷a̷y
Jiang Cheng is really close to his sect members and no one understands how he does it. Little do they know how much Jiang Cheng loves his disciple and how this love is returned.
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Many didn't understand how come sect leader jiang, who was rather severe and unfriendly, had disciples this loyal to him. Some were simply gossiping and talking of them simply being too scared to say or do anything out of line.
The yunmeng Jiang disciples wanted to shut down anyone who was spreading such a narrative but were always stopped by jc. He knew it would do nothing.
He knew what his sect meant to him and what he meant to them and this was the important part. It had been hard for jc to trust all these new people when he was a new sect leader and felt like everyone and everything was against him. They had walked a great way from there.
Maybe his needing dual cultivation to help with his golden core helped, where he showed a more vulnerable side of himself.
At first, it was only his second and third in command. They were one of the first when jc started building back Lotus Pier, they had been there throughout all of the Sunshot campaigns, they had been there for the fall of the YLL. He had come to trust them with his problem.
But slowly he started opening up more to his other disciple, especially when everyone showed genuine intent of helping and caring about him. Sure, some unsatisfied fool went away, but the most patient one stayed and gained jc trust and love.
Soon he was helped by everyone with his dual cultivation, every disciple taking good care of him and showering him with all their love and devotion. If no one else would give that to jc then they would do it.
At first, it was only when problems would flair up, accepted the help of whoever was closer (they had an order list at first so everyone could get their chances). Then it became prevention when he would overuse his golden core a bit too much.
Slowly they all became more intimate and affectionate with him even when it was not about dual cultivation. A stolen kiss here, someone gently combing his hair, holding his hand, kissing his temple when bringing him new scrolls, hugging him tightly after an especially stressful day. All little ways to show their love for jc.
Then it turned into their precious sect leader being free to us by everyone everywhere in lotus pier. Jc grew used to it, loving the feeling of drowning in their love and in the pleasure.
When they were away they needed to keep their image, but once behind closed doors, it was free Jiang Cheng for whoever had accompanied him.
At times it was letting their leader cockwarm them as he did paperwork. Groping him after training. Fucking him silly after a stressful meeting with other sect leaders. Teasing him at dinner. Fucking him in the river. Letting him suck you off as a reward.
They particularly loved to please him in the throne room, everyone showing how loved jc was, and how loyal they were to him. He would always end up feeling fuzzy, warm and pleasantly limp.
Having their sect leader moaning under their ministration has a group of them were touching all the little parts of him they knew and remembered would cause him to make such pleasant noises.
Having him exposed to them all on the pretty throne, leg spread wide for anyone to slide in between and take over when someone was done.
As long as the man didn’t give the word needed to not be touched because he didn’t feel like it, everyone was free to do anything.
The only excluded zone was the sect leader's own room. Only his SIC and TIC could join him in there. Some were jealous and also wanted that privilege, but most understood. Despite jc trying not to show any favouritism for anyone, they knew that them having been by jc side since the very start had something more than most of them, especially the newer ones.
No one really knew what they were doing behind closed doors, sometime those in patrol could hear if they were close enough, but that’s it.
But sometimes jc simply needed to be fuck gently, kissed softly, have sweet nothing being whispered to him, simply be held close to someone and sometimes even just lie there. Sometimes everything was simply too much and he needed specific people to make him feel better.
But all of this is why everyone in the sect would be ready to die for jc, ready to do anything to make their sect leader even a bit happier and less stressed.
Other cultivators didn’t understand, but it was alright, everyone in Lotus Pier knew why they loved and cherished their leader so much, because he cherished and loved every one of them too.
Hello there! So this is day 4 of Beetober 2021: Crocodile from @bloody-bee-tea and, sincerely, I just wanted a good laugh because these last days have been tiring and exhaustive and I will die in the hill that says that Nie Mingjue is good with kids and the Yunmeng people are crazy. Anyways, this day’s word count is 2890 words. That being said, I hope that you enjoy the fic and are safe and sound!
When Nie Mingjue started visiting Yunmeng, he tried to get used to the differences between them as quickly as possible so as to not offend the new Sect Leader or, worse, make a fool of himself. The food and spices were easy to get accustomed to, though he was sure that the spice was being held back immensely because of him, and he even began appreciating some of the special dishes that the Jiang disciples brought him to taste. But there were some traditions that still managed to surprise him after this whole time.
Though he started visiting Yunmeng to help Jiang Wanyin with the rebuilding of the clan, the thing that he liked the most to observe were the people from Yunmeng, the common people and the younger disciples, and their habits. For example, when he walked around Lotus Pier with the first Jiang disciple showing him around and taking him to where his leader was, there were always people in the roofs and piers singing and laughing loudly at each other’s singing tones and he always found himself stuck in place to hear it. The first time it happened, Wanyin had taken offense to it and said that was the way they did things around there, that at least that his people could do that despite everything.
He had to explain that he had not meant to cause offense by stopping to hear and had only stopped because it was different from how his people worked. Constructions on the Unclean Realm were usually quieter and more sober, even if they did joked between them, but nothing like the loudness that he was seeing in Lotus Pier and he was simply amused by it. After that, he always stopped for at least some minutes to listen to the people singing and chatting everytime he was visiting.
Another thing that he too liked to observe was the way that, despite everyone in the cultivation world being so much afraid of Jiang Wanyin, they didn’t seem afraid of being ahead and poke him only to get reactions out of him. More than once, Nie Mingjue had witnessed one of the elders making jokes at him and only laughing when he snapped at him or one of the disciples playing a prank on him and he only rolled his eyes and told the poor kid to run around the fields until he told them to stop. They even started to joke with Nie Mingjue himself when they noticed that his visits were going to be regular and had no hidden intentions behind them.
It was funny to see the way that they acted so differently from his own people who, though they joked and fooled around too, were more serious in certain aspects than them, who expressed their feelings and opinions more openly. Even Jiang Wanyin himself, who was so feared and quiet, expressed himself immensely easier when he was near his people. The Yunmeng people were wild, loud and lived up to their clan motto in every single hour of the day.
But Nie Mingjue knew better than to think that they were fools like some people in the Jin clan thought they were. These people had suffered worst things that most of them all, had they entire culture and lifes stolen from them by arrogants fool, were killed and chased and, yet, they still fought in the war as much as the others, if not more, and rebuild their houses and redid their culture completely alone. Because, even if he offered help, they were as proud and tough-headed as their leader and didn't accept help easily.
Another thing he knew better than to trust them was in relation to pranks. He did not trust them with pranks. Not because they would take it too far and actually hurt people, but because he wasn't used to their pranks and more times than not he fell victim to them even if he didn't want to. Just like that time where they said he had to bow three times before passing under any door because the days were shorter than the nights that season and the spirits were restless and since he was an outsider they were going to think that he was a threat and go even more restless and end up attacking everyone in the sect. So he needed to bow three times before going by any door.
"Just like a wedding?" Nie Mingjue had asked because though he was pretty sure that they were pranking him, he didn't want to be disrespectful and risk getting haunted by some crazy ghosts. Or hurting anyone on Lotus Pier.
"Yes, just like a wedding. To show respect and protect yourself." One of Jiang Wanyin's Spiders, Zhou Min, said and, beside her, her twin sister nodded eagerly.
"Are you sure?" He said slowly. He wasn't superstitious, per se, but one can't never be too cautious with spirits.
"Yes, absolutely. Three bows, Nie-zongzhu." The twin sisters said and he decided to do it, even if later he discovered that it was all a prank. Better safe than sorry, after all.
So through the day, he kept bowing in front every door he passed under and tried to do it as quickly as possible so that no one would notice. Was it tiring? Yes. Was it humiliating? Yes, but he understood about restless spirits and what they could do when irritated and he was not risking it to happen to Yunmeng Jiang. Sometimes, from the corner of his eyes, he saw some disciple giggling behind their sleeves and he huffed every time before going on, and others, he would see the elders smiling in open plan, but looking at him strangely. It was only at the end of the day, when Jiang Wanyin and he were watching the disciples train from inside one building and they stepped out to dismiss them that he learned that that was a prank.
“Why the hell are you doing that?” Jiang Wanyin said, turning around to glare at him and crossing his arms. At some point of his visits, they stopped caring for the unnecessary formalities and niceties they had to endure with the other Sect Leaders and were slowly building a friendship between them. “What the hell is wrong with you?” His tone was harsh and for others it may sound like an accusation, but by now Mingjue knew better and knew that the younger Sect Leader was simply confused.
“The Zhou twins said that the spirits were restless since the nights were longer than the days now and since I’m an outsider, they could see me as a potential threat if I didn’t bow three times to show respect at every door I went through.” He sighed, running a hand over his face as the disciples near them started to laugh loudly. In front of him, Wanyin was looking at him with incredulous eyes before turning to where the twin Spiders were practically rolling down the ground with their laughter. They had pranked him. Again.
“Are you marrying the spirits, by any chance then?” He said, frowning at him.
“What? No! The twins said it had to be three times.” He pointed at them and saw him fighting to not lift the corner of his mouth.
"Unbelievable. The twins are well-known pranksters, Mingjue, you should know that." He rolled his eyes, turning away as his smile finally broke out and the sun had nothing to do with the way that the whole place seemed to illuminate suddenly. "Bow three times. Fucking unbelievable." By then, Wanyin was openly laughing and so were his disciples, but Nie Mingjue couldn't even say he was mad at being pranked again. Not when it managed to make Wanyin laugh so loudly as he was.
So, no, he did not trust the Jiang disciples when it came to pranks because even if he knew it was a prank, he knew that they knew that he would walk right in one with his arms wide open if it meant that Wanyin would laugh like that again and again and again. But didn't mind when he fell in one, that much either. There were so many pranks already that he always knew when one was about to happen.
Just like this time around. He was visiting Lotus Pier again when Wang Yin, the second disciple, ran to him with a wide and toothy smile on his face and greeted him way too happily. As the boy guided him to the lakes where Wanyin was helping build some a pier, he was told about how they were almost finishing the construction and that this pier was the last big project before they gave the final touches and the whole time Nie Mingjue was looking around and trying to see what was going to be the prank.
But all the thoughts about the prank were forgotten when they arrived at the pier and he saw Wanyin crunched down near the water and helping other people. He looked up and smiled, asking him how the hell he pretended to help if he was all dressed up like that and told him to get going. So that was what he did. He got rid of his outer robes and boots and put Baxia to the side before jumping next to Wanyin and immediately having a heavy wood log thrown in his hands.
He can’t say that they worked quickly, but he can say that there were enough laughs and jokes to make it look like it was quick. Wanyin explained to him that after they ended - “And take a bath.” He added after looking down at his wet and muddy robes. - there was going to have a party and if he wanted he could come too. Ignoring the expectants looks from the other workers and some menacing ones, Mingjue nodded and said that it was a pleasure.
“So, this was the last big project?” He asked, stepping away to see the pier better. Beside him, Jiang Wanyin smiled and nodded, throwing some tools up to one of his disciples.
“Yeah, after this there’s only some details to be added and then everything is ready again.” He shrugged, taking smaller steps away and looking around. “Mingjue, can you do me a favor?”
“Sure, what is it?” He stopped in his backwards walking and put his head to the side when a wicked smile appeared in the other’s mouth.
“Turn around.” Slowly, he turned around with his eyebrows furrowed and looked around before carefully looking down when a low growling reached his ears. Near his legs and growling with all it’s might, there was a crocodile glaring up at him and opening his mouth at him. “Oh, shit!” He screamed, jumping away from him in haste. His back hit one of the pier’s pillars and everyone around him started howling in laughter as the crocodile growled again, closing its mouth and swimming to where Wanyin was giggling. “What the hell?” He whispered as the reptil circled Wanyin’s thighs and bumped his head against one of them, still making that horrible sound. It was only then that he noticed that the damned crocodile was laughing at him.
“I’m so sorry, Sect Leader Nie.” Wang Yin said between laughs. “But we had to. It was just too good to pass.”
“How come that you have never seen Baieyu around the lakes, Nie-zongzhu?” One of the workers, Hu Yitian, if he remembered right, said, holding another worker who was laughing too hard up.
“Believe it or not, Nie-zongzhu avoids looking at our lakes and ponds as much as he can.” Jiang Wanyin said, patting Baieyu’s head and smirking at him and putting his head to the side while Nie Mingjue narrowed his eyes at him before following the crocodile’s movements as it swimmed away.
“Why?” One of the youngest disciples that were helping them asked, putting his head between the railings of the handrail.
“That’s an answer that stays between me and your sect leader, kid.” Nie Mingjue swinged her nose gently and smiled at her giggles. “Move, move. I want to get out.”
“Afraid, Mingjue?” Wanyin asked, getting out of the water too and still smiling widely.
“Terrified. What if that Baieyu of yours decides that I’m a treat just like your spirits did last season? Thank you, but no, I prefer not to risk any of my limbs.” He shook his head, pretending to not hear the disciples’ laughs.
“You are ridiculous.” He rolled his eyes, walking past him and he could only shrug as he followed him. “Baieyu only bites who I tell him to.”
“I know that now, but I’m still not risking it.” They walked for some time until they were away from most of the disciples and non-cultivators.
“Why do you do that?” Jiang Wanyin asked suddenly, turning around and putting a hand on his chest to stop him.
“Do what?” Nie Mingjue asked back because he genuinely didn’t know. “Help you rebuild Lotus Pier? I thought we alre-...”
“No, no that! The pranks! Why do you always let the juniors prank you? Why do you always let me prank you? Surely, by now you can know when they are about to prank you!” He interrupted him, shaking his head and looking down. “Why do you always make a fool out of yourself?”
“Because I like it. It’s good.” He shrugged again, lifting his hands to rub them against Wanyin’s arms.
“But people always laugh at you in the end. How are you not ashamed by that or even bothered? Don’t you think He took a deep breath and Nie Mingjue only shrugged again.
“Because it makes people laugh and a good laugh it’s always good no matter what caused it. And because it makes you laugh too and I would do practically anything to make you laugh.” At that, Wanyin looked up at him with raised eyebrows and wide eyes.
"What?" He whispered and fisted Nie Minjue's robes with more force than necessary. "What does this mean?"
"It means that I like seeing you laughing, It means that I like being the reason why you are laughing." He cupped his face, caressing his cheek and smiling. He was sure that he was looking like a fool. Maybe a fool in love, but a fool still. "It means that I like you." Slowly, giving time for Wanyin to back off, he closed the distance between them and kissed his lips with only a barely there touch.
"Fuck!" Jiang Wanyin whispered heatedly before looking up to him and pulling him down to a more heated and heavier kiss. His hands fell down from his face to his waist and he pulled him against him, feeling his neck getting hugged. "Holy fuck!" He said, making Mingjue chuckle loudly. "I see what you mean about liking to make me laugh. It's a good sensation."
"It is, it is." He nodded, thumbing the side of his waist and watching as his cheeks got adorable red. "You're adorable."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. C'mon, we need a bath." He waved him off before grabbing his hand and pulling him along. "Then we can kiss again and go to the dinner the elders are giving.”
“Alright!” He smiled, kissing his cheek quickly and laughing when Wanyin turned to him with narrowed eyes and cheeks aflame.
Later after the bath and the dinner, both of them would lay down on Jiang Cheng’s - because now he got to call him by his given name, even if he highly doubted he would stop calling him Wanyin. The name was simply too beautiful to not be called - bed and talk. They would talk about everything and nothing and see what they should expect from them and Nie Mingjue would say that he was planning on starting a courtship if Jiang Cheng wanted. Later, Jiang Cheng would laugh at him and say that yes, he wanted the courtship but only if Baieyu got to participate in the ceremony and, then, laugh some more at Nie Mingjue’s sour face.
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“It means that I like you.” Nie-zongzhu said and Zhou Min’s breath caught up on her throat as he leaned down to kiss their leader.
“Holy shit.” She whispered as her sister, Zhou Nuo, giggled beside her. “Finally.”
“Nie-gongzi is going to be so mad that he lost the bet to Wang-shixiong, of all people.” She giggled again and Wang Yin had to swallow down a cackle as Zhou Min shivered again.
“Oh, I’m going to win so much money on Nie-gongzi.” He cackled maddily and beside them all Zhao Shuhan, the first disciple, sighed heavily.
“I really think we shouldn’t be spying on our Sect Leader snogging with Nie-zongzhu.” Zhao Shuhan said, putting his hand on his face and sighing even more. “Especially if they are snogging.”
“Oh, mood-killer.” Zhou Min rolled her eyes and turned to him. “They took so long to get together. Let us enjoy this a little.” Zhao Shuhan took a deep breath before looking over at her to see them hugging and sighed again.
“Ok, just five more minutes.” He shook his head and leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes.
Oh, Nie-gongzi was going to be so pissed that he lost the bet.
As promised, I decided to elaborate a bit more on my Jiang Disciples OCs, which I talked about here.
Starting with one of them.
Everything under cut
Bai Zhang Xu (白张许)
In my head he is 2-3 years older than Jiang Cheng, which is good I think, because JC will listen to him if he pulls the "older brother voice" when his sect leader stays too late crouched on his spreadsheets, or forgets to eat, or will go on nothing but tea and spite.
As mentioned, he is a former rogue cultivator. His father is still alive and currently retired in a beautiful house in Yunping, but they are originally from the Yueyang area, Shaanxi.
He originally signed for Sunshot campaign to be with the Qinghe Nie, but sabres were really not his things and it showed, so he heard that the decimated Jiang sect was looking for manpower and wouldn't be as picky.
And boy, oh boy. He had seen decimated sects, but he really did NOT expect three teenagers looking Extremely Tired and with Wildly Different Opinions On What To Do.
The pay was good enough, he gave this sect a chance.
He decided to fully commit to the Jiang Sect after being literally saved from death by Wen hands and weapons by Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, and then being offered the amazing cooking Yanli had made once he was healed.
He had seen how the underlings were treated in the other sects - the encampment was big, but he had eyes - and the Jiang Sect was truly actually worrying about the safety of all its disciples and saw everyone as a precious life, even at its own disadvantage.
He then learned about the Lotus Pier massacre and he decided to stay, like pretty much everyone who joined the Jiang sect during the war. The sentiment was "these teens are going to get hurt in some way, they need support and manpower more than we need their money".
And so he stayed.
He was promoted quite abruptly as Head Disciple.
Figure this: your sect leader has locked himself in his room, you can't hear anything because there are bloody silencing spells and talismans all around. The rest of the disciples are running around like wild hogs and the annual reports are due to be submitted and the Chief Cultivator has made it clear that he does not care if JC has lost both brother and sister, he shoyld be HAPPY that the dangerous Yiling Laozu has been defeated and his dear sister, the late Jin Xiao Furen, has been avenged, but the Jiang disciples know the truth and they are ready to throw hands if anyone bothers their zhongzhu.
But the reports need to be done and if the disciples actually threw hands with anyone they would do horrible ends, so Bai Zhang Xu takes the paperworks, gathers everyone in a circle and starts clumsily working on them - his handwriting is horrible, the room everyone is in is absolute chaos. This for a week. But at least a quarter of the tax is done, albeit skewered a little, because He Shao, former fraud artist, said that "it's gonna be fiiiiiinnnneeee, no one reads these things anyway".
Anyway, JC come out of his room a week after, his face hollow, bags under his eyes, eyes red and puffy, possibly bloodied knuckles and scratches, hair disheveled and the look of a man ready to bite anyone who dares come near him.
JC sees the disciples around the paperwork, snatches it from Bai Zhang Xu's hands and reads it. He looks at the disciples and gives them the Nod Of Approval, then gathers everything and goes to his office. He does raise a brow and motions BZX to follow.
BZX will see that his leader has screamed himself hoarse, but he does not comment.
JC sits at the desk, puts the pile of papers on the side, pulls out a blank paper, scribbles it, stamps it with the Yunmeng Jiang sigil and hands it to BZX, motioning him to read.
BZX reads.
JC has just elected him Head Disciple for his hard work and willingness to harness the feral gremlins who currently compose the entirety of the Jiang disciples.
BZX is speechless. Not a couple of years ago he was a nobody and now he is head disciple of the Jiang clan! He really wants to hug his sect leader, but the man is all spikes like a porcupine and if he tried the feat he'd end up dead.
Instead he kowtows - JC Nods Again, then motions him to go, he has PAPERS and REPORTS to do. And BZX goes, but the first act as Head Disciple is a huge "Sect Leader Jiang needs to be taken care of, so gather around, we need meds, food and drinks"
"But chief, we don't have money!"
"Well... He Shao? Anything we can do?"
"How much should I skew things?"
"Plausibly enough not to raise everyone's wrath."
"I gotchu chief!"
BZX, in that week only, has gained pretty much everyone's respect, so it just comes natural calling him Head Disciple.
“Jiang Cheng is really close to his sect disciples and no one in the cultivation world understands how he does it. Little do they know how much Jiang Cheng loves his disciples and how this love is returned tenfold.”
