Transmigrated — Chapter 001

I’ll get back to Brain Pit after these next two weeks of standardized testing pass by… it takes me a while to sync up the subtitles, and I really should be studying.

In the meantime, here’s another teaser for another novel, because I have no self control, lol.

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TL: Mikan
TLC: Juzi

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Chapter 001: Transmigration

“Da-shixiong^[1], what’s going on with you?” He heard a crisp but completely unfamiliar voice beside his ear. The moment Qin Mo was startled, he immediately opened both of his eyes.

An attractive girl wearing a green gown stood in front of him. Under slender eyebrows that were pointed on both ends, there was a pair of limpid and large eyes. At this moment, her red lips were tightly pursed and both of her hands were tightly grabbing onto his arm. She looked at him with a face full of concern.

Seeing that Qin Mo only looked at her blankly, the girl seemed rather dissatisfied. Her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she prompted somewhat angrily, “Da-shixiong, I’m talking to you. Why are you suddenly ignoring me?”

He cast a glance towards the vermilion hairpin on top of the girl’s head that was emitting a radiance the color of green jade, then immediately dropped his gaze to rest on her intricately arranged skirt. Qin Mo’s voice couldn’t help but be somewhat hoarse as he slowly opened his mouth to say, “Shimei^[2].” However, at this moment, he was completely shocked in his mind. Where was this? Hadn’t he just been in the operating theater, performing surgery on a patient? How had he suddenly come to this place? But his expression was always indifferent. Even though his heart had already started to be in turmoil, he still kept a somewhat calm and collected face.

Seeing that Qin Mo was like this, the girl pouted. Clearly, she had already become completely used to this kind of apathetic and terse behavior from “Da-shixiong”. Having been paying attention to this expression of hers, Qin Mo proceeded to inwardly let out a held breath.

Suddenly, seeming like she had thought of something, the girl craftily moved her gaze, and she pulled Qin Mo’s hand self-importantly, revealing a lively smile on her face. Like a spoiled child, she whined playfully, “Da-shixiong, how have we not reached that Lin Family Village yet? We have already flown for several two-hour periods, I’m tired to death, so how about we return!” Saying this, she couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose, looking distressed.

“Ling-er, you must not speak recklessly! This time, we are following the Sect Leader’s orders to go to the Lin Family Village to recruit new disciples, so how can we tolerate your troublemaking!” The girl’s voice had just died out when a solemn voice came from ahead, ringing out from beside Qin Mo’s ear and the girl’s ear.

Qin Mo’s pupils slightly shrunk; his gaze also shifted to rest on the other person in the front. He only took note of his roughly around thirty years old appearance, the dark teal daopao he was wearing, and the jade hairpin that was hardly remarkable at all that was used to neatly bind the bun on top of his head together. At this moment, his stern complexion solemnly stared at the girl beside him, but when Qin Mo’s gaze interlocked with his, his face couldn’t help but form a kindly smile.

“Got it! Yue-shishu^[3]!” Ling-er stuck out her tongue and didn’t say anything more after quieting down. Only then did Qin Mo have an opportunity to size up his surroundings.

Once he looked around like this, both of his hands couldn’t help but tremble. Suddenly sensing that Yue-shishu’s gaze was still on his figure, he could only hold both of his hands behind his back, calm and collected. His gaze only lowered slightly; it seemed like he was staring at the tips of his toes, but he was actually motionlessly looking at the huge sword underneath his feet.

Yes, at this moment, the three of them were standing on a huge sword, and this huge sword was flying above in a blue sky. Occasionally, the upper surface of the sword blade floated past a few white clouds that seemed to be faintly discernible as unusual ones. Under the luminescent sunshine, it occasionally reflected a bit of golden radiance.

On top of the sleek sword blade, Qin Mo’s current appearance was clearly reflected; “his” appearance was roughly only fourteen to fifteen years old. Although his face was still somewhat childish, his appearance had actually developed excellently. He was wearing a white changpao on his body, a white belt was tightly fastened around his waist, and a jade hairpin had also been used to neatly comb his long and ink-colored hair to the back of his head. At this moment, both of his wide eyes were slightly rounded, and his eyebrows were also slightly furrowed. Even though he was only standing there, he still seemed extremely calm and indifferent.

Although he had already guessed what his situation was, in his mind, Qin Mo was still as exceptionally shocked as before. The term “transmigration” was currently extremely popular; even though he was this kind of person who was always called a “workaholic” by others, he still knew about this idea. Before, he always turned up his nose at transmigration, but this current situation made him unable to not believe in it. He transmigrated. Otherwise, how could he explain how he had still been in the operating theater holding a surgical knife as he performed a heart transplant operation for another person a second ago but was already standing on top of a huge sword right now, wearing the skin of someone he had never seen before that was supposed to be “Da-shixiong” as he soared through the sky? Having thought up to this point, Qin Mo’s thoughts couldn’t help but become completely scathing. Although he already didn’t have a surviving close relative in that world, he still missed it to an unfathomable extent. After all, that place still had all of his friends as well as his familiar acquaintances.

“Xiao Mo, are you thinking of controlling the flying sword yourself?” Seeing that Qin Mo’s gaze was always fixed on the flying sword underneath his feet, Yue-shishu who was off to the side revealed a smile full of understanding on his face. Patting Qin Mo’s shoulder, he beamed as he assured, “Don’t be impatient. You have Lightning Variation Spiritual Roots. Your aptitude is out of the ordinary, so you will quickly cultivate into the Foundation Establishment stage. When that time comes, you can control flying swords yourself!”

Being patted by him, Qin Mo snapped out of his disappointed mood from just a moment ago. Looking around at his surroundings and the blue skies and white clouds that stuck extremely close to them, both of his eyes slightly narrowed. After a short period of time, he lightly uttered, mn.

“We have arrived!” Upon hearing Yue-shishu’s steady voice, Qin Mo and Ling-er couldn’t help but follow his gaze and look down.

“Not good, the situation has changed!” Without even waiting until they clearly made out the circumstances below, Yue-shishu just tightly furrowed his eyebrows and commanded the flying sword to speed up by a lot, very quickly bringing them along to land on the ground.

At this moment, the Lin Family Village that originally should have had a charming environment had buildings that were completely destroyed. On the ground, several corpses were strewn around in disarray, and even the trees off of the side fell down one after the another. Some areas had unexpectedly combusted into flames. Everything here had just been cleanly wiped out.

Seeing the scene before his eyes, Qin Mo couldn’t help but tightly furrow his eyebrows. He didn’t know if it was because he had switched bodies, but Qin Mo could plainly see that there was a great amount of dark qi that continuously sprung up from the ground at present, pervasive in the air; the scent of blood was substantially mixed in with it.

“There’s actually the aura of demonic cultivation here!” Yue-shishu clearly sensed the abnormal areas here too. Compared to the confused Qin Mo who still didn’t know how to use his spiritual power at present, he saw the situation even more clearly. At this moment, his complexion couldn’t help but become incomparably ghastly. The Lins’ Village wasn’t far from their Yueqing Sect. Every few years, the Yueqing Sect would send people over to recruit new disciples. This time, this matter was Yue Zhongling’s responsibility. As one of the three major sects in the Blue Sky Realm, the Yueqing Sect’s matters had always been carried out very smoothly. However, this time, these demonic cultivators dared to be this insolent over here; they simply didn’t treat the Yueqing Sect with any respect.

Coldly uttering hmph, a floating piece of fluorescent paper appeared in Yue Zhongling’s hand. Slightly moving his fingertips, he merely looked on as that piece of paper turned into a delicate paper crane. Yue-shishu faced the paper crane and slightly nodded his head, watching the paper crane lightly flap its tiny wings, circling around him for a few loops before it left this place, flying towards a distant location.

The flying sword from before and the Spiritual Roots that Yue Zhongling had actually talked about caused Qin Mo to know that he had already arrived in a magical cultivation □□. However, looking at this magical scene again with his own eyes, although Qin Mo seemed impassive, his eyes still slightly shone with emotion.

Seeing Qin Mo’s expression, Yue Zhongling felt his indignant mood from just a moment ago unexpectedly and strangely become somewhat muted. The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but slightly lift up by a bit as he explained, “This is a paper summoning seal. Just a moment ago, I already reported this situation to the Sect Leader, so I believe that it won’t be long before people will come and take care of this!”

Qin Mo’s gaze flashed as he calmly nodded his head.

“Eh, sounds are coming from over there!” Jin Ling-er’s voice rang out, as she immediately and quickly ran in the direction that produced the sounds.

Seeing her actions, Yue Zhongling’s complexion became solemn, and he loudly bellowed, “Ling-er, the situation here is unknown, so you have to be careful! Don’t be so impulsive!” Saying this, he urgently followed after her and ran towards the interior.

Qin Mo stopped moving as he thought of how he had just arrived in this bizarre and complicated world. Without the slightest ability to defend himself and unclear about whether he would currently find disaster or prosperity over here, he couldn’t help but lift his feet and follow behind Yue Zhongling.

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^[1] Senior Martial Older Brother.

^[2] Martial Younger Sister.

^[3] Martial Uncle Yue.

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