Resentment of the Chunshan, Song of

BingQiu
This is an extra chapter from Scum Villain‟s Self-Saving System, which I translated for my
friend‟s birthday.

The title of this chapter is 春山恨 , 冰秋吟

春山恨 directly translates into something along the lines of „Hatred of the Spring Mountain‟
but 'spring mountain‟ sounds stupid so I decided to use the pinyin and call it 'Resentment of
the Chunshan‟. Apparently the Chunshan in question is Qing Jing Peak.

冰秋吟 directly translates into something along the lines of 'Song of an Icy Autumn‟ but I‟m
guessing that the 冰秋 in the title was referring to Luo BingHe and Shen QingQiu so I
decided to call it 'Song of BingQiu‟.

Forgive any inaccurate translation, and please don‟t repost.

Warning: NSFW, tread with caution

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“Wait, calm down for a bit.”

The body in between Shen QingQiu‟s legs pushed forward a little further. Luo BingHe said,
“But this disciple just saw something really interesting earlier today, I‟m afraid I won‟t be
able to calm down for a few days. What should I do, Shizun?”

After recovering for more than a month, Luo BingHe finally regained his original body [1].
Shen QingQiu knew that today couldn‟t possibly end all that well for him, but he still spoke
calmly, “That‟s easy. Whatever it is, let this teacher of yours take a look, and we can
examine it together. Before that, get into a normal position and speak properly.”

Luo BingHe nodded, outwardly ignoring the last sentence, “I understand, then I‟ll show it to
Shizun.”

Unhurriedly, he took out a thin book.

The cover was flowery and green. At first glance it looked extremely gaudy and somewhat
familiar.

While Shen QingQiu looked at it in suspicion, Luo BingHe started flipping through the
pages, straightened his back, and read aloud in a clear voice.

“… After nightfall, Luo BingHe lay on his bed, tossing and turning. He was so used to
sleeping in the cold storage house, that suddenly sleeping in a real bed made him unable to
sleep instead. Especially since the Shizun he cherished so much was lying not too far from
him, only separated by a screen, a layer of curtain. The care and attention he‟d received
during the day flashed in front of his eyes, like a fire burning in his chest, slowly becoming
more intense…”

Shen QingQiu, “…”

With a straight face, Luo BingHe continued, “Luo BingHe climbed onto the bed. With a faint
rustle, he undid Shen QingQiu‟s inner robes and felt under the fabric. The skin underneath
was smooth, the muscle pliable and tough. In the midst of a daze, he also snapped the
waistband in two…”

Shen QingQiu glanced at the waistband that Luo BingHe had just snapped and dropped on
the floor earlier. A chill went up his spine, and he was speechless!

Luo BingHe closed the book, raised his eyes and said with a straight face, "What‟s written
here is, this disciple lost his virginity on the night when he moved out of the storage house.
With the flames of passion burning vigorously and desires peaking, deep into the night he
went into the bamboo house, and to the Shizun who was suppressed by the Dream Demon,
did this and that, deeply entangled in love, until daybreak.”

What the hell!

If he remembered correctly, Luo BingHe was only fifteen back then!

Utterly devoid of conscience!

Perverse!

Luo BingHe commented while flipping through the pages, “The 'Luo BingHe‟ in this book is
much more audacious than this disciple. Other than his bold actions, the feelings toward
Shizun are quite accurate.”

Shen QingQiu said, “If you‟d dared to be so 'bold‟ back then, this teacher can‟t guarantee
that you wouldn‟t lose your life on the spot.”

Luo BingHe bent down to kiss his earlobe. Warm breath brushing against Shen QingQiu‟s
ear, Luo BingHe spoke like a spoiled child, “Shizun, didn‟t you say that we were going to
examine it together? At least look a bit more.”

He didn‟t dare, if he blinded himself he‟d have no way to recover!

Luo BingHe grinned, “You won‟t look? Then this disciple will read for you.”

With cadence in his tone, Luo BingHe read, “After losing his dignity to 'Luo BingHe‟ that
night, Shizun punished the immoral disciple mercilessly and had half a heart to cast him out
of Cang Qiong Mountain, but couldn‟t bear to do it in the end and only treated him with cold
indifference, until the Immortal Conference where they finally parted ways for years. After
their reunion, 'Shen QingQiu‟ was finally caught in 'Luo BingHe‟‟s grasp. Look, Shizun, this
part in Huan Hua Palace‟s water prison is amazing.”
Shen QingQiu couldn‟t defy him, and part of him really was curious. Letting his guard down
for an instance, he glanced from the corner of his eye.

Just with this one glance, he felt like he‟d been scorched.

[ Warning: Non-con ahead, tread with caution ]

【《Resentment of the Chunshan》Part 37, The Affair in the Water Prison

Shen QingQiu shook his head, unable to speak clearly, “Luo… BingHe, you… Let me go…”

Luo BingHe grasped the two mounds of flesh on his rear, squeezed for a bit, and parted
them to both sides, forcefully revealing the hole that had been violated numerous times. A
predatory grin formed on his face, "Shizun, now you’re crying for me to let you go, but have
you ever thought that this day would come?”

Shen QingQiu sobbed, “It’s already swollen… You can’t put it in…”

It really was swollen, almost unbearable to look at. A circle of red flesh swelled greatly,
tightly shut, seemingly hard to break through. Pity began to rise in Luo BingHe’s heart, but
he quickly recalled how Shen QingQiu abandoned him back then. His hatred surged, and
he mercilessly pushed in. Just a small part had made it inside, and he already felt that it
was unusually hard to enter. Because it was swollen, the inside was hotter and moister, but
also tighter.

Shen QingQiu wept pitifully [2], gasping for breath, the pain of forced penetration making
him wish for death more than anything. But his hands were tied, and no matter how much
he struggled, he couldn’t break free.】

[ End of non-con, you may proceed ]

Shen QingQiu, “…” What the hell is this thing!

Who is this weeping beauty [3]! Who is this overbearing demon!

Luo BingHe was clearly the one who cried the most when they did it!

He looked at the author‟s name: Liu Su Mian Hua [4]. You could tell straight away it was
nothing good, just like Airplane Shooting toward the Sky.

Luo BingHe finished reading and commented, "If it were this disciple, of course I wouldn‟t
be able to do anything so forceful. If Shizun so much as frowned just the slightest bit, this
disciple wouldn‟t be able to continue, how could I not stop after seeing you cry so painfully?
The writing here is rather unrealistic.”

It‟s not just unrealistic… It‟s OOC. Completely OOC. OOC to the point of no salvation!

What 'Resentment of the Chunshan‟! It‟s just an extremely OOC RPS outrageous fanmade
porn, how could it be so popular! No wonder he always heard the girls say that the more
outrageous a story is, the more likely it is to be popular! (RPS: Real Person Slash, BL novel
featuring real people) [5]

Wait no that‟s not the point… Shen QingQiu cursed the author of this novel, may he be
unable to get it up for eternity! Forever alone! Only able to jack himself off, unable to find a
wife till he died!

Luo BingHe asked, “Shizun, why does your face keep changing between white and red?
The story later becomes even more eventful, you can‟t help wanting to applaud. Even
though in those five years, I treated Shizun‟s body like a saint and never dared to do
anything improper, but what was written in this book, these absurd things, we can just get a
laugh out of it, it‟s no big deal.”

Shen QingQiu caught a glance of the title: 《Resentment of the Chunshan》 Part 49: The
Five Years of Voidance.

He could almost feel his balls getting crushed.

No way, no way, no way! This title!

Even at the gates of the afterworld he couldn‟t escape! They couldn‟t be that hardcore,
right?!

It was proven, Shen QingQiu underestimated the lowest boundary of 'Resentment of the
Chunshan‟.

[ Warning: Necrophilia ahead, tread with caution ]

【…

Light from the candles flickered. Even though Shen QingQiu was lifeless and unfeeling, his
lips were rosy and his eyebrows relaxed, his entire person bathed in the color of spring. Luo
BingHe placed those limp arms behind his own neck before bending down for a kiss. It
looked like Shen QingQiu had woken and wrapped his arms around Luo BingHe to kiss him
back. The curtains fell, moving though there was no wind. In the midst of it, disheveled
clothes piled on the floor. From within the ceaselessly swaying curtains came Luo BingHe’s
low pants.

Shen QingQiu’s lifeless body rested against Luo BingHe, kept in place by his strong arms.
Both of his nipples were sucked till they were swollen red, like two small fruits. On the
mounds of his rear were dark bruises in the shape of hands. The entrance to his body still
held a half-hard member.】

[ End of necrophilia, you may proceed ]

Shen QingQiu almost broke down in tears.

Even that could be written like this!!!

He heard that male pregnancy was really popular god bless please don‟t let 'Resentment of
the Chunshan‟ contain any male pregnancy thank you very much!!!

Following a few pages being flipped through quickly, another flash of lightning struck him.

[ Warning: Sort of dubious consent, tread with caution ]

【《Resentment of the Chunshan》 Part 55: The Evil Blood of the Demon

Two chests were pressed together closely. Luo BingHe could feel the smooth and soft skin
of the person in his arms, made even silkier by the water from the spring.

Wordlessly, he wrapped his arms around Shen QingQiu and bent down for a kiss,
occasionally biting and tugging at his lips, sometimes poking his tongue in to feel the inside
of his mouth.

Even though Shen QingQiu was unwilling, the demon blood was playing with his insides.
His entire body was powerless and he was kissed till he couldn’t breathe, his chest rising
and falling irregularly, his nipples rubbing against Luo BingHe’s muscles and slowly
stiffening. Before he noticed, his legs had been spread open and Luo BingHe pushed in
suddenly.

The two of them had been doing it quite often and Shen QingQiu was used to Luo BingHe’s
size, but the sudden penetration still hurt. Especially since the water from the spring had
entered during the act. With his lower entrance filled with water, the legs around Luo
BingHe’s waist tightened. His inner walls couldn’t stop twitching. Luo BingHe only felt that
his hole was squeezing and sucking him in, the pleasure indescribable, and squeezed Shen
QingQiu’s ass. While letting him relax, he adjusted their position.

Since he had been fucked so many times in the past, Shen QingQiu was already used to it.
He quickly regained his composure to snap tearfully, “… Scram!“

Luo BingHe laughed. "Shizun’s mouth is scolding me, but your body isn’t listening to you.”

Shen QingQiu clenched his teeth. “… If you hadn’t forced me to drink that cursed blood… I
wouldn’t be suffering at your ingrate hands…”

Under the control of the demon blood, he could only spread his legs further and relax his
entrance to let Luo BingHe fuck him. His soft flesh wrapped around Luo BingHe, slightly
sucking him in.

Shen QingQiu became even more of a mess with each gasping breath, wanting to cry but
unable to. With each particularly powerful thrust, he’d squeeze his lips shut tightly, only
allowing a low groan. Luo BingHe held his body with one hand to maintain their close
proximity, his other hand slapping Shen QingQiu’s round mounds of flesh, alternating
between slapping and caressing, thoroughly embarrassing Shen QingQiu.
After one round, without a moment of rest, Luo BingHe hoisted him out of the water. The air
was cold, so Shen QingQiu’s body tightened reflexively. Luo BingHe placed him on a large
piece of limestone next to the hot spring. Out in the open, their bodies were tangled
together. The limestone was cold, causing Shen QingQiu to squirm in discomfort. His skin
was fair, but after a round of rutting and being in the hot spring, he became flushed pink.
Star-like black eyes brimmed with moisture, tired and drowsy, his heart cold. Shen QingQiu
turned away, unwilling to look at his immoral disciple.

Luo BingHe sat in between his legs and pulled a fair-skinned calf to rest on his shoulder.
With a wet squelch, his member entered again and began to thrust in an unhurried pace.
Every inch of the inner walls were stretched to the limit and rubbed raw by the hot object.
Not a single wrinkle and fold were left untouched.】

[ End of dub-con, you may proceed ]

Shen QingQiu, “…”

Dub-con, non-con, rape, all sorts of play, the author was having quite a lot of fun…

Luo BingHe said, “To tell the truth, I never thought that the demon blood could be used in
this way.”

Shen QingQiu stayed silent. Having seen the lowest boundary of the original 'Proud
Immortal Demon Way‟, it‟s not like he never thought of it. He just never thought that the day
would come when he‟d see this particular effect being used on him.

Shen QingQiu said, “… We‟ve obtained new knowledge.“

Luo BingHe nodded. "We‟ve obtained new knowledge.”

He continued, “That being the case, this disciple can‟t possibly let all that new knowledge go
to waste, can I?”

Shen QingQiu warned, “Luo BingHe, even if this master gave you permission… You‟re still
not allowed to mess around that much.”

Luo BingHe was startled. “Oh. This disciple understands.”

He looked dejected, but didn‟t insist. Now Shen QingQiu was the one who felt
uncomfortable.

Luo BingHe had never asked for anything when it came to this, always being so careful,
even always making sure that Shen QingQiu was satisfied. Through such great pains he
finally found confidence in this reference material and wanted to try something new, but
Shen QingQiu refused so outwardly…

Shen QingQiu couldn‟t settle his emotions. After a while, he raised his folding fan to hide his
face and solemnly spoke, “What do you want to do?”
Luo BingHe immediately turned lively, brightening up like spring had arrived. Seeing that,
Shen QingQiu was secretly happy. It‟s not like this old face of his had much to lose, they‟d
done a lot before this anyway. He picked up 'Resentment of the Chunshan‟ and quickly
flipped through the pages. Seeing that there was no play that was too outrageous or
unscientific, he calmed down slightly. Who knew that when he turned, Luo BingHe was
solemnly holding an even thicker book. With a brightly smiling face, he came closer,
“Shizun, why are you holding that one?”

Shen QingQiu stayed silent and looked at the cover of the book in Luo BingHe‟s hand. It
was the work that had the glory to be on the same level as 'Resentment of the Chunshan‟,
'Song of BingQiu‟. Author: Three Saintly Mothers.

Luo BingHe said, “This one contains more and is even more detailed, easier to carry out in
real life. This disciple followed the instructions in the book to brew this pot of liquor, let‟s see
if the effects were as described.”

The way I see it, this book just has an even lower limit!

No matter what, Shen QingQiu knew, this liquor was definitely not meant to be drunk.

Wait, if he‟d prepared the tool beforehand, was the pitiful look from before just an act to fool
him?

Luo BingHe raised Shen QingQiu‟s hips, lifting his rear even higher. His waist sunk, creating
a gentle curve, with his back facing him.

This was the condition Shen QingQiu asked of him before agreeing. If he wanted to act out
the play in the book, then he had to do it from the back, else Shen QingQiu‟s thin face really
couldn‟t handle it. Even though Luo BingHe always insisted to 'mount Shizun from the front‟,
but he was really excited to try out this new knowledge he‟d just gained. Besides, he‟d read
from the book that the receiving party could feel more pleasure when done from behind, so
he happily agreed.

He lifted the pot of fine wine, lined up the mouth of the pot against the tight pinkness of
Shen QingQiu, and slowly pushed it in.

The pot mouth was thin at the end and thickened as it neared the pot‟s body. Penetration
was easy, but the further it entered, the tighter it was. Cold liquor poured in. Shen QingQiu‟s
inner walls tightened in response to the stimulation. He clutched the sheets under him, his
brows knitting.

He could hear the liquor filling him up. The bloating and sinking feeling in his abdomen
became more and more apparent. Shen QingQiu couldn‟t bear it anymore, “Enough…”

Luo BingHe obediently stopped, but the pot‟s mouth was still inside him.
The liquor was initially light, but its aftertaste was strong. In a short while, Shen QingQiu‟s
insides were burning painfully. No matter what he did, he couldn‟t lessen this strange aching
and tingling sensation, so he moved his arms and crept forward a short distance.

Luo BingHe didn‟t stop him. The pot mouth left his body with a pop. Shen QingQiu
immediately clenched his walls to prevent the liquor leaking out. But he didn‟t know what to
do after this.

Allowing the liquid to leak out right in front of Luo BingHe was really too embarrassing. But
Shen QingQiu already couldn‟t bear it after moving that short distance. Just the slightest
movement made him worry that he couldn‟t hold it in.

Luo BingHe pressed against him and nipped at his smooth shoulder, one hand reaching up
to tease his nipples. His other hand lifted his weak hips, lined up his member against Shen
QingQiu‟s entrance, and rubbed a few times.

Seemed like he‟d really learned a lot from those cursed books… Shen QingQiu was teased
until he lost his bearing, his hands tugging at the sheets under him, a thin sheen of sweat
covering his body.

He only let his guard down for a bit, and before he realized it, his entrance had been broken
through in one long stroke.

In that instance, Shen QingQiu completely lost power in his lower body. The arms he‟d
strained to support his upper body also gave out. Fortunately, Luo BingHe‟s girth was
adequate to fill up his inside so the liquor didn‟t leak out.

Being penetrated all the way by this object, it was still painful. But in this pain, something
seemed to be different.

The liquor made the entirety of his insides burn. When Luo BingHe began thrusting in
earnest, it leaked out through the place where they were joined, flowing like honey. The wet
sounds in between each movement was unceasing, it was so embarrassing Shen QingQiu
turned red. There was an aching sensation deep inside him, begging to be violently
pounded into, a spot where he wanted to be messed up. But the tip of Luo BingHe only
teased at that spot lightly. In desperation, Shen QingQiu moved his hips and pushed
backward.

This weak action surprised Luo BingHe. He paused, panting, and happily asked, "Shizun?
Does it feel good? Am I doing alright?!”

His thrusts were quick. The transparent red liquor continued to leak out, slowly
accumulating. Shen QingQiu was screwed so hard the fluids were overflowing everywhere.
His insides were messed up by liquor and his disciple‟s cock, the stimulation overwhelming.
Shen QingQiu‟s knuckles turned white, clutching onto the sheets for dear life, and he
squeezed his eyes shut in a sorry plight.

Luo BingHe mercilessly continued to ask, “Is it good? Does it feel good?”
Shen QingQiu said something in a low voice. Luo BingHe couldn‟t hear it clearly, so he bent
down to listen, the action pushing himself further in.

A wave of pain shot up Shen QingQiu‟s spine. He gasped, “… Face… Face…”

The liquor‟s intense burn flushed all of Shen QingQiu‟s body. At the same time, it seemed
like he‟d been steamed by the alcohol that even his breath carried the sweetness of it. Luo
BingHe couldn‟t help turning his head to kiss him, his tongue exploring the inside of Shen
QingQiu‟s mouth, and found that even his saliva tasted like liquor.

“Shizun,” Luo BingHe said, “do you want to see my face?”

Shen QingQiu nodded slightly, almost unnoticeable.

Luo BingHe said, “Think it through. Doing it from behind was Shizun‟s request. If you want
to do it from the front… I‟m afraid I won‟t be able to let you turn back so easily.”

His husky voice warmed Shen QingQiu‟s ear. In a daze, Shen QingQiu twisted his behind.

Luo BingHe pulled out, forcefully turning Shen QingQiu over so he was facing up.

Shen QingQiu‟s fair cheeks carried a trace of pink, his eyes and the tip of his nose bright
red, tears clinging to his eyelashes. Luo BingHe kissed each of those, one finger lovingly
caressing the soft flesh around the brim of his hole. His free hand reached under Shen
QingQiu‟s back and pulled him up. He spoke softly, “Shizun… Look.”

With a hand on his lower jaw, Luo BingHe led Shen QingQiu to look down. He saw that in
between his thighs, was a mess of liquor and bodily fluids. In between his round mounds of
flesh was a blooming flower, swollen till the inner wall was threatening to flip outward, still
twitching and leaking white fluid.

“…” Shen QingQiu was speechless. Subconsciously, he reached up to cover his eyes.

Luo BingHe comfortingly kissed his cheeks a few times and entered once more.

Shen QingQiu felt another sharp pain. Luo BingHe no longer supported his back, so he
collapsed, his black hair spreading across the pillow. His fingers powerlessly dug into the
firm muscles of Luo BingHe‟s back.

Through a round of rutting, the liquor in Shen QingQiu‟s body had leaked out quite a lot.
After a thorough washing by the strong liquor, his inner walls were at its peak state, hot and
pliable, sensitive and eager to suck in the foreign object. With his hole pounded into and
producing wet sounds, Shen QingQiu wrapped his legs around Luo BingHe‟s waist, the
inside of his thigh rubbing against his skin, his toes curling, his face intoxicated.

An alcoholic scent wafted in the air. Shen QingQiu really was… intoxicated.

But before he could lose consciousness, Luo BingHe sobered him up.

Holding onto Shen QingQiu‟s back, Luo BingHe rose from the bed.
Shen QingQiu‟s weigh dropped. Luo BingHe‟s member parted the layers of his inside,
hitting a really deep spot. This thrust almost forced Shen QingQiu‟s heart right out of his
throat, as if he had been penetrated by a sword, and he began to struggle. But he was
being held in midair, no matter how he struggled, it would only allow the object inside him to
enter deeper, making it swell in size until he was strained to the limit.

Even scarier is, Luo BingHe began to walk.

This position allowed Luo BingHe to bury his member even deeper inside Shen QingQiu.
With each step, that object stirred up inside, changing angles, and thoroughly enjoyed the
spasms of Shen QingQiu‟s insides. Other than being penetrated too deeply that he felt like
vomiting, Shen QingQiu was also afraid that he would fall.

Shen QingQiu couldn‟t bear it anymore, and struggled to speak, “Wait, wait… Too deep…
Bing… BingHe let, let me down…

Luo BingHe nipped at his earlobe. He whispered with a hint of breathlessness, "Shizun…
Not deep enough… Still not enough…”

Shen QingQiu‟s abdomen was stuffed so full, he cried miserably, "How deep do you want…
To what depth are you going in!”

Luo BingHe really enjoyed thrusting into Shen QingQiu while holding him, and pressed him
onto the table. Shen QingQiu‟s upper body was pinned tightly against the table‟s surface,
his arms crossed, his legs weakly planted on the floor.

His rear was hanging at the edge of the table, his legs spread open, pressed tightly against
Luo BingHe‟s body. The table shook with each thrust.

Shen QingQiu‟s face was pressed against the table‟s surface. Between his legs, a hard
object ceaselessly pounded into him. From his legs to his lower abdomen, he was
trembling, almost unable to stand. But Luo BingHe‟s hands were still grabbing his ass,
pushing them together so he could feel the pleasure of being squeezed by the muscles on
the inside and outside.

Shen QingQiu could only feel that the torment was incomparable to the previous times they
did this. Added with his ass being continuously groped, even if it didn‟t hurt, it was really
embarrassing. Not too long after, Luo BingHe changed tactics. Each time he only pulled out
slightly and thrust in violently, the muscles of Shen QingQiu‟s ass being squeezed so much
he was worried they might become disfigured. Shen QingQiu remained sprawled on the
table, his inner walls rubbed raw. It was driving him insane, but he was pinned in place,
unable to move, and could only receive all of Luo BingHe.

No wonder Luo BingHe was a genius. With just some reference material, he could be like
this!

Shen QingQiu fought back tears, breathlessly sobbing, “… You… What else have you been
reading…”

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Translation Notes:

[1] 'After recovering for more than a month, Luo BingHe finally regained his original
body.’ This refers to the previous extra chapter where Luo BingHe turned into a child due to
a Chi deviation.

[2] 'Shen QingQiu wept pitifully, …’ The words used here were 梨花帶雨 which means
'weeping beauty; tear-stained face of a beauty‟

[3] 'Who is this weeping beauty!’ Again, the phrase used is 梨花帶雨

[4] 'Liu Su Mian Hua’ I‟m not sure how to translate 柳宿眠花 so I left it as it is. Btw, the Liu
used is Liu QingGe and Liu MingYan‟s surname (No, Liu QingGe didn‟t write this, it was Liu
MingYan)

[5] 'RPS: Real Person Slash, BL novel featuring real people.’ This definition was given by
the original author