{"id":509,"date":"2018-10-19T23:04:40","date_gmt":"2018-10-19T21:04:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chrysanthemumconquerortranslations.home.blog\/?page_id=44"},"modified":"2019-06-28T12:15:15","modified_gmt":"2019-06-28T16:15:15","slug":"tsmb3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/tsmb3\/","title":{"rendered":"Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother 3"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Thunderbirds<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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Lin Zizhen<\/span>g<\/span> sat on one side, <\/span>an incessant tensity<\/span> griping <\/span>his heart. <\/span>I<\/span>t turn<\/span>ed <\/span>out that the immortals really c<\/span>ould<\/span> fly. <\/span>He stared<\/span> at the three people in front <\/span>of him<\/span>, <\/span>his gaze <\/span>finally <\/span>coming to rest on the figure clothed in white;<\/span> Qin Mo. <\/span>Despite the fact that<\/span> Qin Mo <\/span>had yet to speak a single<\/span> word to him, he\u2019<\/span>d <\/span>already<\/span> become aware<\/span> that <\/span>there was something distinct about <\/span>him<\/span>. <\/span>Although<\/span> he\u2019<\/span>d only ever been taught by his mother<\/span> from <\/span>a small<\/span> book <\/span>and though<\/span> he d<\/span>id<\/span> not know much, he <\/span>was <\/span>still <\/span>certain<\/span> that <\/span>he knew<\/span> that <\/span>that<\/span> person<\/span> just<\/span> standing there alone<\/span>, <\/span>possessed great<\/span> beaut<\/span>y<\/span>. If <\/span>all <\/span>immortal<\/span>s<\/span> bore<\/span> this manner<\/span>, he <\/span>thought, then<\/span> even if he ha<\/span>d to<\/span> undergo<\/span> a thousand hardships,<\/span> he w<\/span>ould<\/span> become a<\/span>n immortal<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qin Mo didn\u2019t notice<\/span> that he\u2019<\/span>d become<\/span> the target of the protagonist\u2019s <\/span>admir<\/span>ation<\/span>. <\/span>H<\/span>is<\/span> attention was <\/span>currently <\/span>focused<\/span> on the Qiankun bag in his hand. <\/span>The<\/span> Qiankun <\/span>b<\/span>ag <\/span>was the cultivating world\u2019s equivalent<\/span> to a <\/span>storage bag, <\/span>allowing its owner to carry <\/span>multiple <\/span>item<\/span>s with them.<\/span> When Yue Zhongling <\/span>had <\/span>t<\/span>a<\/span>k<\/span>en<\/span> out the <\/span>mystic<\/span> flying <\/span>item<\/span> from his, <\/span>Qin Mo<\/span> had <\/span>noticed <\/span>a<\/span> faint glowing yellow mist flow through his fingertips and around the Qiankun bag<\/span>. <\/span>He<\/span> speculated<\/span> that <\/span>this <\/span>was <\/span>spirit energy<\/span>. <\/span>He wasn\u2019t sure<\/span> if other people c<\/span>ould <\/span>see <\/span>it<\/span>, <\/span>however, <\/span>he c<\/span>ouldn\u2019t ask as it should\u2019ve been common sense in this world<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The sleeves of <\/span>Qin Mo\u2019s <\/span>robe were <\/span>quite<\/span> long, <\/span>just<\/span> enough to cover his hands. <\/span>His <\/span>slender fingers <\/span>ceaselessly fumbled<\/span> with his<\/span> Qiankun bag. <\/span>It<\/span> ha<\/span>d<\/span> been hung around his waist <\/span>and was roughly<\/span> only the size of a gener<\/span>ic<\/span> p<\/span>ouch. E<\/span>mbroidered on it <\/span>was a<\/span> small lotus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After having play<\/span>ed with it<\/span> for a long time, Qin Mo <\/span>still <\/span>hadn\u2019t<\/span> succeeded in <\/span>f<\/span>i<\/span>nd<\/span>ing<\/span> a way to open the Qiankun bag. In the novel, <\/span>it was<\/span> mentioned that <\/span>it<\/span> required knowledge of cultivation<\/span> to <\/span>be <\/span>use<\/span>d<\/span>. <\/span>Frowning<\/span>, Qin Mo <\/span>cast his gaze<\/span> on the Qiankun bag. <\/span>If<\/span> it demanded divine knowledge<\/span>,<\/span> then<\/span> he w<\/span>ould <\/span>concentrate<\/span> all of his<\/span> efforts<\/span> on it!<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

His <\/span>eyes <\/span>had darkened, <\/span>t<\/span>he Qiankun bag <\/span>showed no <\/span>change<\/span>s<\/span> at all. Qin Mo could not help but be <\/span>somewhat <\/span>discouraged. In <\/span>his<\/span> original world, he was <\/span>considered quite <\/span>intelligent. <\/span>N<\/span>o matter the task <\/span>he\u2019<\/span>d<\/span> always <\/span>achieve t<\/span>he best <\/span>result<\/span>s<\/span> in everything he did, but in this world, even <\/span>trivial<\/span> things <\/span>such as this<\/span> posed great difficulty to him<\/span>. Although <\/span>he had<\/span>n\u2019<\/span>t<\/span> plan<\/span>ned<\/span> to live <\/span>here <\/span>forever, Qin Mo <\/span>was<\/span> arrogant <\/span>by nature. <\/span>A<\/span>s<\/span> h<\/span>is current body<\/span> was innately<\/span> highly <\/span>talent<\/span>ed<\/span>, he naturally d<\/span>idn\u2019t<\/span> want to fall behind.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yue Zhongling looked <\/span>at Qin Mo’s <\/span>noticeably<\/span> thin <\/span>frame<\/span> and then <\/span>shifted<\/span> his gaze to<\/span> the side <\/span>where the obviously bored Jin Ling-er was standing<\/span>. <\/span>His<\/span> brow wrinkled slightly, today <\/span>Xiao1<\/sup><\/a><\/span> Mo<\/span> was<\/span> somewhat<\/span> unusual.<\/span> A<\/span>lthough he <\/span>had<\/span> always been indifferent, he <\/span>would still treat<\/span> Jin <\/span>L<\/span>ing-<\/span>er quite well and would never have let her get so bored on her own<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

At that<\/span> moment, the <\/span>mystic <\/span>flying <\/span>item<\/span> under<\/span>neath<\/span> their feet suddenly swayed. Yue Zhongling <\/span>couldn\u2019t figure what could have caused it<\/span>. He looked up <\/span>to the front and could not help but express a sense of shock. Irritably, he shouted<\/span>: “<\/span>How are there <\/span>Thunderbird<\/span>s here!<\/span>“<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seeing<\/span> Yue Zhongling\u2019<\/span>s<\/span> eyes, Qin Mo\u2019<\/span>s <\/span>hand <\/span>tightened around the<\/span> Qiankun bag, the <\/span>flash<\/span> in his eyes betrayed<\/span> his nervousness<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

T<\/span>wo giant birds <\/span>circled <\/span>around them, their <\/span>beak<\/span>s <\/span>we<\/span>re about half a meter long, <\/span>with extremely sharp <\/span>front<\/span>s. F<\/span>rom time to time they\u2019<\/span>d fly closer and peck at the mystic flying item\u2019s underside.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yue Zhongling clenched his long sword, the<\/span> expression on<\/span> his face had become quite unsightly<\/span>. The <\/span>mystic flying <\/span>item<\/span> they <\/span>were<\/span> us<\/span>ing at present was<\/span> just <\/span>an<\/span> ordinary<\/span> instrument of the <\/span>Yueq<\/span>ing <\/span>Sect<\/span> \u2013 <\/span>the Cloud<\/span> Boat<\/span>. <\/span>It<\/span> was<\/span> only used to bring new disciples to the <\/span>Sect and a<\/span>lthough <\/span>its <\/span>flight ability <\/span>was<\/span> excellent, <\/span>it lacked greatly<\/span> in terms of <\/span>defence. <\/span>If <\/span>the <\/span>Thunderbirds were to attack, <\/span>it w<\/span>ouldn\u2019t<\/span> hold up against <\/span>them.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gritting<\/span> his teeth, Yue Zhongling <\/span>immediately<\/span> made up his mind and <\/span>land<\/span>ed<\/span> the <\/span>Cloud Boat<\/span> on the ground. <\/span>He stood <\/span>to the front <\/span>protecting Lin <\/span>Z<\/span>i<\/span>zheng<\/span>, who had<\/span>n\u2019t the slightest<\/span> bit mana2<\/sup><\/a><\/span>, and Jin <\/span>L<\/span>ing-<\/span>er<\/span>, who had low <\/span>mana<\/span>. <\/span>I<\/span>nject<\/span>ing<\/span> his<\/span> spiritual <\/span>power<\/span> into the sword, <\/span>he flew towards the<\/span> Thunderbird.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of the<\/span> two Thunderbirds, <\/span>one <\/span>had <\/span>only<\/span> reached the <\/span>strength of <\/span>the <\/span>ninth layer <\/span>of Qi Refining<\/span>, while the other ha<\/span>d<\/span> the strength of the Foundation Building <\/span>phase<\/span>. <\/span>Of course, <\/span>Yue Zhongling <\/span>would<\/span> engage<\/span> in combat with <\/span>the Thunderbird in the <\/span>Foundation Building phase<\/span>. <\/span>He turned in a blink of an eye, but<\/span> s<\/span>eeing that<\/span> Qin Mo <\/span>had yet to move he couldn\u2019t help<\/span> yelling out<\/span>: “<\/span>Xiao<\/span> Mo<\/span>, take the sword!”<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Notici<\/span>ng the giant bird flying toward<\/span>s<\/span> him, Qin <\/span>Mo\u2019s<\/span> heart tightened. <\/span>T<\/span>he fingers <\/span>holding <\/span>the<\/span> Qiankun bag c<\/span>ould <\/span>not <\/span>undo the tight knot.<\/span> When all was said and done how would he<\/span> o<\/span>pen <\/span>it<\/span>? <\/span>Was today really the day he\u2019d die<\/span>? <\/span>Never mind the fact that he\u2019d been the t<\/span>ransmigrat<\/span>ed<\/span> into the<\/span> cannon fodder<\/span>,<\/span> he was going<\/span> to die on his<\/span> first day here! He <\/span>was not willing <\/span>to accept this<\/span>!<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fervent anger<\/span> surged<\/span> in his heart. <\/span>At that moment, Qin Mo felt something bloom before his eye. In front of him, a collection of disorderly patterns expanded and shrunk in a<\/span> seemingly lifelike <\/span>manner. <\/span>I<\/span>n <\/span>his hand <\/span>a<\/span>ppeared a long, <\/span>glowing<\/span> sword. <\/span>Instinctively<\/span>, Qin Mo reached out and <\/span>grasped<\/span> the sword, <\/span>str<\/span>iking <\/span>the Thunderbird <\/span>before him.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

In his past life he had been<\/span> a <\/span>doctor in the surgical department and often operated on patients, s<\/span>o his fingers were extremely flexible. <\/span>Furthermore, <\/span>th<\/span>e<\/span> longsword seemed to <\/span>perfectly <\/span>fit in his hands. <\/span>It could be assumed that <\/span>it <\/span>had been specifically made for this <\/span>body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The longsword pierced into the Thunderbird, caus<\/span>ing<\/span> a burst of <\/span>lightning<\/span>. The Thunderbird seemed to <\/span>have <\/span>fe<\/span>lt<\/span> the <\/span>injury, as it raised its beak into the air and screeched in pain.<\/span> The sound <\/span>rung in Qin Mo\u2019s ears<\/span>. <\/span>At that moment, a large amount of lightning was<\/span> released<\/span> in the direction of Qin Mo. <\/span>With this, he finally <\/span>understood<\/span> the true meaning <\/span>behind <\/span>the name \u201c<\/span>Thunderbird\u201d<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y<\/span>ue Zhongling\u2019<\/span>s cultivation<\/span> was obviously <\/span>of a <\/span>higher <\/span>calibre <\/span>than <\/span>that of <\/span>the Thunderbird in front of him, so he <\/span>dealt with it easily<\/span>. While fighting, he took the time to <\/span>assess <\/span>the situation <\/span>of everyone <\/span>behind <\/span>him<\/span>. Seeing that Jin Ling-er was protecting <\/span>Lin Zizheng in<\/span> the distance, the corner of his mouth could not help but reveal a comforting smile. Immediately, his <\/span>gaze<\/span> shifted to Qin Mo’s <\/span>side, and h<\/span>e couldn’t help but be <\/span>feel <\/span>shocked <\/span>at the sight<\/span>. “<\/span>What\u2019s the matter <\/span>Xiao<\/span> Mo<\/span>? P<\/span>our<\/span> your <\/span>spiritual <\/span>power <\/span>into <\/span>Biyoujian3<\/sup><\/a><\/span>!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qin Mo was now slightly <\/span>embarrassed. <\/span>He\u2019d only just barely<\/span> been<\/span> cop<\/span>ing<\/span> with the <\/span>thunderbird\u2019s <\/span>attack<\/span>s<\/span> with <\/span>the<\/span> long sword in his hand. <\/span>While<\/span> Biyoujian <\/span>was a tool of cultivation<\/span>, <\/span>in his hands it played<\/span> no <\/span>such<\/span> role, <\/span>at best <\/span>he\u2019<\/span>d only<\/span> used <\/span>it <\/span>as a kitchen knife.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yue Zhongling was highly<\/span> experience<\/span>d<\/span>, so <\/span>noticed<\/span> at a glance, <\/span>that <\/span>Qin Mo\u2019s body <\/span>was not <\/span>us<\/span>ing<\/span> any spiritual power. <\/span>T<\/span>h<\/span>inking<\/span> of <\/span>this<\/span>, h<\/span>e knit his <\/span>brows tightly. What<\/span> happened to Xiao Mo? <\/span>He\u2019d felt something <\/span>was <\/span>slightly off <\/span>before, <\/span>but <\/span>now <\/span>t<\/span>his feeling <\/span>had become<\/span> more serious. Before he <\/span>could<\/span> think through it<\/span>, <\/span>Qin Mo\u2019s body was struck by lightning. His <\/span>white <\/span>robe was suddenly charred brown<\/span>, <\/span>it\u2019s silk stained with fresh<\/span> blood.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yue Zhongling\u2019s hand tightened around his <\/span>long sword. <\/span>He r<\/span>efus<\/span>ed <\/span>to think <\/span>any <\/span>more about it. <\/span>Wanting <\/span>to <\/span>go <\/span>support Qin Mo, <\/span>h<\/span>e <\/span>sped up<\/span> his offensive.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Shixiong<\/span>!” <\/span>Seeing<\/span> Qin Mo <\/span>get<\/span> injured, Jin Ling-e<\/span>r<\/span> could not help but <\/span>anxiously <\/span>scream out.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A<\/span> sharp pain <\/span>passed through his <\/span>body. Qin <\/span>Mo<\/span> frowned, but <\/span>he <\/span>did not have time to <\/span>tend to<\/span> the wound <\/span>as he proceeded to <\/span>turn the sword in his hand and attack the most vulnerable <\/span>part of the thunderbird\u2019s <\/span>eye. He also want<\/span>ed<\/span> to p<\/span>our<\/span> spiritual power into <\/span>Biyou<\/span>jian<\/span>. Unfortunately,<\/span> he <\/span>had just arrived<\/span> and <\/span>couldn\u2019t direct<\/span> his <\/span>spirit<\/span>ual power yet<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The thunderbird\u2019s eye<\/span> h<\/span>a<\/span>d been h<\/span>it. <\/span>It became obviously<\/span> frantic, shaking its <\/span>wings violently and fl<\/span>ying<\/span> to<\/span>wards<\/span> Qin Mo\u2019s <\/span>head. In the blink of an eye, <\/span>it<\/span> attacked. Qin Mo\u2019<\/span>s grasp<\/span> tightened around the<\/span> long sword in his hand, <\/span>his eyes exposed traces<\/span> of perseverance.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Just as the giant beak<\/span> was about to <\/span>strike<\/span> him, a <\/span>large<\/span> wall <\/span>of<\/span> earth appeared in front of him, blocking the violent blow. <\/span>Meanwhile,<\/span> a long sword came from behind the Thunderbird <\/span>and in a flash of <\/span>white, <\/span>the Thunderbird was split into two halves by<\/span> the extremely<\/span> sturdy<\/span> blade<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

B<\/span>lood spla<\/span>ttered<\/span>, <\/span>a<\/span> few drops <\/span>landing on<\/span> Qin Mo\u2019<\/span>s <\/span>face. <\/span>He<\/span> grasped <\/span>the hand<\/span>le<\/span> of Biyoujian <\/span>nervously<\/span>. After a while, he slowly <\/span>relaxed<\/span> and <\/span>stood wiping away<\/span> t<\/span>he blood <\/span>from his face<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jin Ling-er stared<\/span> at the <\/span>Shixiong<\/span> before<\/span> her. <\/span>His<\/span> pure white robes stained with blood, and <\/span>in one hand hung a<\/span> sword. Even if <\/span>he<\/span> was injured, <\/span>his expression remained<\/span> indifferent. <\/span>She<\/span> d<\/span>id<\/span>n\u2019t <\/span>know why, <\/span>but <\/span>at this moment her heart <\/span>beat rapidly<\/span> outside her <\/span>control.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Behind the thunderbird\u2019s body<\/span>, Yue Zhongling\u2019s face was <\/span>not <\/span>pleas<\/span>ed.<\/span> S<\/span>tepp<\/span>ing<\/span> forward, <\/span>he<\/span> grabbed Qin Mo\u2019s hand. His eyes were sharp <\/span>as they fixated on <\/span>Qin <\/span>Mo<\/span>\u2019s face as if <\/span>trying to see what was behind it<\/span>. <\/span>In a<\/span> low tone, <\/span>he asked<\/span>: “Who are you?”<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qin Mo<\/span>‘s face <\/span>remained <\/span>unchanged, but <\/span>in <\/span>his heart <\/span>was a<\/span>\u51f84<\/sup><\/a><\/span><\/span><\/span>. <\/span>Was he being <\/span>suspected? <\/span>The tips of his<\/span> fingers shook slightly, an<\/span>d with a<\/span> stiff tone he spoke<\/span>: “Shi<\/span>shu<\/span>, I\u2019m… just a little nervous.” <\/span>However, <\/span>his face <\/span>didn\u2019t reveal<\/span> the slightest bit of <\/span>nervous<\/span>ness<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seeing that he had his usual expression<\/span> on<\/span>, Yue Zhongling\u2019s <\/span>couldn\u2019t help but loosen the <\/span>hand <\/span>which <\/span>h<\/span>eld <\/span>Qin Mo, his face <\/span>growing slightly gentler, hi<\/span>s heart <\/span>somewhat<\/span> eased<\/span>. Indeed, this <\/span>was<\/span> Qin Mo\u2019<\/span>s<\/span> first time <\/span>in battle. <\/span>He\u2019d only ever cultivated alone at the Sect before<\/span>, <\/span>more<\/span>o<\/span>ver,<\/span> Yue Zhongling <\/span>had from the start been by his side as he <\/span>travelled the path of a cultivator<\/span>. <\/span>He <\/span>couldn\u2019t have been<\/span> taken without him noticing<\/span>. <\/span>He <\/span>looked <\/span>once more <\/span>at Qin Mo\u2019s <\/span>exhausted expression<\/span>. Yue Zhongling\u2019s heart dark<\/span>ened<\/span>. It seem<\/span>ed <\/span>that <\/span>when they returned<\/span>, he should propose to the <\/span>H<\/span>ead <\/span>that<\/span> Qin Mo <\/span>be allowed to go out and gain <\/span>experience. Otherwise, when <\/span>faced with<\/span> battle<\/span>s<\/span>, he w<\/span>ould<\/span> be <\/span>un<\/span>able to <\/span>release his<\/span> spiritual power. This <\/span>was<\/span>n\u2019t good.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seeing Yue Zhonglinglet go of <\/span>his hand, apparently believ<\/span>ing<\/span> his <\/span>w<\/span>ords, Qin Mo could not help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. <\/span>However, as his heart relaxed<\/span>, blood <\/span>suddenly shot out of his mouth. <\/span>T<\/span>he injur<\/span>y he\u2019d sustained just a moment ago from<\/span> the Thunderbird <\/span>had not been light.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seeing Qin Mo spit out fresh <\/span>blood, Jin Ling-er quickly stepped forward to <\/span>support<\/span> his<\/span> body and asked with conce<\/span>rn: <\/span>“<\/span>Shixiong<\/span>, are you okay?”<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the side, Yue Zhongling’s face also revealed<\/span> a look of concern. <\/span>Sheathing his<\/span> long sword, <\/span>he <\/span>looked <\/span>up at<\/span> the sky. <\/span>His brow<\/span> wrinkled tightly. <\/span>F<\/span>i<\/span>ery<\/span> red cloud<\/span>s<\/span> coloured the<\/span> sky, <\/span>it was<\/span> already very late. <\/span>He said<\/span>: “<\/span>Move, we should<\/span> return<\/span> as soon as possible!”<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hahaha! S<\/span>ince you\u2019re here, you <\/span>must not want to go<\/span> back. <\/span>S<\/span>tay here and be my <\/span>puppets<\/span>!” Yue Zhongling’s voice <\/span>dropped.<\/span> Filled with malice, a<\/span> h<\/span>usky<\/span> voice <\/span>echoed from<\/span> the <\/span>side, ma<\/span>king<\/span> the faces of the four people present <\/span>shift<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

As the sound rang around them<\/span>, <\/span>a sudden thick black mist enveloped their bodies<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Thank god these chapters are relatively short. I greatly underestimated how difficult this would be, but I can\u2019t deny I\u2019m having fun. I have a crazy amount of free time for the next few months so I guess I may as well take the opportunity to release as many chapters as I can. Hope you all enjoy, can\u2019t wait to see where the story goes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Btw off-topic but while translating this I had the chance to hear Halsey\u2019s new song thanks to youtube\u2019s autoplay function and damn am I hooked. Like no this is literally the only thing I\u2019ll be listening to for the rest of the week. I\u2019ll add a link here<\/a> for those who haven\u2019t heard it and are interested.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Bean<\/p>\n\n\n\n

1<\/a>Xiao: means \u201csmall\/young\u201d. Appended to a person\u2019s given name to show familiarity & affection.<\/span><\/div>\n\n\n\n
2<\/a>Mana: I ran into a little trouble translating this as its literal translation is Magic power (\u6cd5\u529b<\/span><\/span>) and at this point, I\u2019m not quite sure how it differs from Spiritual power so I\u2019ll just stick with mana for now.<\/div>\n\n\n\n
3<\/a>Biyoujian: Jian translates to sword so I\u2019m taking a \u201cwild\u201d guess that Bi You (Jade Journey) is the name of the sword but I feel like saying Biyou sword sounds awkward so I\u2019ll be using Biyoujian to refer to his sword. You know, every time I read the word sword I\u2019m always reminded of Freud\u2019s hypothesis that swords, guns, (any other \u201cpenetrating object\u201d) etc are all subconscious symbols for dicks. Sorry for the tangent in the footnotes.<\/div>\n\n\n\n
4<\/a>\u51f8<\/span><\/span>: Think emoji for the middle finger. I don\u2019t even know man. \u00af\\_(\u30c4<\/span><\/span>)_\/\u00af<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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