Full Moon Crescent Saber: Chapter 1 (3)

The creek was as clear as crystal.

Ding Peng walked along the creek, walking very quickly.

Of course he needed to hurry back. He still had many things to do. The morning sun had been rising high gradually. He suddenly felt very hungry, deadly hungry.

Today could very well be the most important day in his entire life. The moment that would decide his fate was right around the corner. But what was he doing? He was looking for an old man in bright red robe for a naked girl on an empty stomach like a fool.

If anyone else had told him of such a fool, he would never have believed.

The only thing real was that the girl was amazingly beautiful. Furthermore, she also possessed a very special temperament that made it impossible and unbearable for someone to reject her requests.

If there actually exists men capable of saying “no” to the face of this girl, such men must be very rare.

Fortunately, the creek was not very long.

There was indeed an old tree at the end of the creek, and indeed two men playing the game of Go there. One of them was indeed an old man in a bright red robe. Ding Peng heaved a secret sigh and then walked toward them in large strides. Reaching his hand forward, he tried to mess up the present game.

He was indeed an obedient man. But as he reached forward with his hand, his foot suddenly tripped. There was a hole on the ground, and he had stepped into the hole.

Fortunately the hole was not very big and he didn’t fall. Unfortunately, just when he drew his foot out of the hole, his other foot also tripped. Turned out there was a rope circle on the ground, and he happened to step into it. The rope circle immediately tightened.

Since his other foot was still in the air, as soon as the rope circle tightened, he lost his balance.

Even more unfortunately, the rope circle was tied to a tree branch. The tree branch had been bent to the ground. When the rope circle moved, the tree branch immediately shot upward and also swung him upward.

Most unfortunately, as he was swung upward, he happened to bump into another tree branch, and the branch happened to poke him right on an acupoint around his waist, which could easily immobilize a person even when poked lightly. Therefore, Ding Peng
found himself hanging upside down like a stupid fish hanging from a fishing pole.

The hold on the ground, the rope circle, and the tree branch – did someone deliberately set up the trap?

When the girl told him to come here, did she intend for him to fall prey of this trap? The two of them obviously didn’t hold any grudges against each other. Why would she do such a terrible thing to him?

The two men under the tree concentrated on their ongoing Go game without ever sparing a glance at him, as though they had no idea that someone came and was now hanging from the tree upside down.

The two must be true Go enthusiasts.

All Go enthusiasts hate interruptions when they are playing.

Maybe they only laid the trap to prevent others from disturbing them. They didn’t do it specifically for him.

Of course the girl would have no idea about such a trap.

At that thought, Ding Peng felt slightly better inside.

“Excuse me, misters! Will you let me down please?” he asked calmly.

But the two Go players didn’t hear him at all. Ding Peng repeated three times, but they ignored him completely as though they didn’t hear a word he said. Ding Peng began to lose his calm.

“Hey…,” he shouted.

He only had the chance to call out that one word. The word required him to open his mouth, but instantly, something flew over and blocked his mouth, something stinking, soft, sticky, and reeking. Ding Peng couldn’t tell if it was mud or something much worse than mud. The thing came from a tree branch on the opposite side. A little monkey wearing a red dress and riding on the branch was actually laughing at him with its mouth stretched wide. Things thrown by a monkey cannot be anything good! He’d be very lucky if it were only mud. Ding Peng nearly fainted from anger. After years of hardship and struggle, when he could almost feel the edge of success, then this happened.

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Full Moon Crescent Saber: Chapter 1 (2)

The girl was young and tender.

Ding Peng felt as if he could no longer breathe, and his heart pounded three times faster than usual.

He had never come so close to a girl.

That was not to say that there were no young girls in his hometown, or that he had never seen any.

He always tried very hard to be abstinent and had used numerous methods to do so: shoving snow into his pants, soaking his head in the creek, pricking himself in the leg with a needle, running, mountain climbing, doing cartwheels….

Before obtaining his fame, he would not allow such things to distract him. He would not let anything waste his strength.

But now, all of a sudden, he saw a naked woman, a young, beautiful, naked woman.

With snow white skin, firm breasts, slender and sleek legs….

It took him all his strength to turn his head away, but the woman ran to him and held him in her arms, begging while gasping.

“Help me! You must save me!”

She was so close to him. Her breaths were warm and sweet. He could even hear her heartbeats.

His mouth was so dry that he couldn’t even utter a single word.

The girl had realized the change in his body, and her face reddened. Trying her best to cover herself up with her hands, she asked.

“You…eh…can…can you take off your clothes and lend it to me?”

Although the robe was the only clothes he had, he took it off without hesitation. The girl calmed down a bit after draping his robe over herself.

“Thanks!” she said earnestly.

Ding Peng finally calmed down a bit himself and could finally speak out.

“Is there someone chasing you?”

The girl nodded, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

“This place is out of the way and hard to find. Even if someone comes for you, you don’t have to be afraid,” said Ding Peng.

He is a man, born with the instinct to protect women, not to mention such a beautiful girl. He held her hands in his.

“As long as me and my sword are here, you don’t have to be afraid.”

“Thank you,” the girl said gently, feeling reassured.

She seemed to have said those words before. Then she looked downward and closed her mouth.

Ding Peng didn’t know what say.

He was going to ask, “Why are you running? Who’s after you? Why are they chasing you?”

But he forgot to ask, and she didn’t say.

Though she draped the robe over herself, such a short robe simply cannot cover up a fully-grown girl entirely.

A girl like her has too many inviting places on her body.

His heart was still thumbing, only too rapidly.

After a long while he finally noticed that her eyes were fixed on his packet of beef stew.

This meal could very well be his last meal, for he only had one copper penny left.

However, he said without a second thought, “These foods are clean. Why don’t you have some?”

“Thanks!” the girl said again.

“Help yourself!” replied Ding Peng.

The girl really helped herself promptly.

Ding Peng could never have imagined how such a beautiful girl could eat like a horse.

She must have been hungry for a long time and suffered deeply.

He could even picture in his mind the kind of tragedy the girl had endured.

A lonely girl, stripped of her clothes by a bunch of villains, locked down in a cellar, without any food. After quite some struggle, she finally managed to escape.

As he imagined the scenes in his mind, she had almost eaten up all his belongings.

She finished off all the beef and bean curds. She even ate all the steamed buns. All that was left were no more than a dozen peanuts.

Even she herself was somewhat embarrassed. “You can have these.” she pushed the peanuts over and said in an almost inaudible voice.

Ding Peng smiled.

He really wanted to cry, but somehow he couldn’t help but smile.

The girl also smiled, her face blushing, as red as a pretty flower in the sunshine.

A smile not only can make people happy, but also can shorten the distance between two persons.

They were both more relaxed by now, and the girl finally told her story.

Ding Peng’s imagination was actually not too far from what she told.

The girl had indeed been kidnapped by a bunch of villains. She had been stripped of her clothes and locked in a cellar. For several days, she didn’t eat anything. Those villains thought she was too hungry to move about, so they became careless, and she took the opportunity and escaped.

“I am so lucky to have run into you!” She found words so pale for her gratitude toward him.

“Where are they? I’ll go with you to find them!” Ding Peng asked as he rubbed the hilt of his sword.

“You cannot go!” the girl gasped.

“Why?” asked Ding Peng.

“There are some things I cannot say, but I promise I’ll tell you later,” the girl said with hesitation.

It seemed that the story was more profound than what had surfaced. If she couldn’t tell, he wouldn’t ask.

“I need to find a person, and then I’ll be alright,” the girl said again.

“Who are you looking for?”

“An elder of mine. He is over seventy years old, but still likes to wear bright red clothes. If you see him, you’ll definitely recognize him.”

“Would you find him for me?” the girl lifted her head and asked gently, her beautiful eyes filled with plea.

Ding Peng of course couldn’t go. He indeed couldn’t go, and he really shouldn’t go.

It was less than two hours from the fight that would decide his fate for his entire life.

He was still hungry, and he hadn’t practiced his sword moves. He must cultivate his mood and retain his strength so he could face Liu Ruosong. How could he just go and find an old man he had never met before for the sake of a stranger girl?

Yet he simply couldn’t let the word “no” out of his mouth. It was really no easy task to say “no” to a face of a beautiful girl. It would really require a great deal of courage and a lot of nerves. A man can only learn how to say “no” after going through many painful experiences.

“Where can I find this old gentleman?” Ding Peng sighed in his heart and finally asked.

“You will help me find him?” The girl’s eyes brightened.

Ding Peng had no choice but to nod. The girl jumped up and hugged him.

“You are such a nice guy! I’ll never forget you!”

Ding Peng knew that in the rest of his life, it would be very difficult to forget this girl as well.

“If you follow the creek and go up, you’ll see an old tree with very strange shapes at the end of the creek. He is always there playing the game of Go when the weather is good.”

Today’s weather was very good indeed.

“Once you see him, it is very important that you mess up his game board first. That’s the only way he would listen to you and then follow you over!”

Aren’t all board game enthusiasts like that? Even if the sky is falling, they’d still finish their present game first.

“I’ll wait here. Whether you find him or not, please hurry back.”

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Full Moon Crescent Saber: Chapter 1 (1)

Chapter 1: The Outstanding Youngster

It was dawn, foggy, very thick fog.

Ding Peng pushed open the window of his small room. Milky, thick fog drifted in like willow catkins and stroked his face gently.

He had a very delicate face, and a healthy body. When he spoke, he looked vigorous, full of vitality. Yet when he smiled, his face often showed a childish and naïve look, as though he was just a big boy, a kid you had always watched as he grew.

But Ding Peng was no longer a kid.

In the last three months, he had already defeated in a row three famed swordsmen in the Martial World.

Sunshine and water make plants and trees grow bigger and stronger. Victory and success also make a boy mature and grow up.

Now he was not only a true man, but also calm, composed, and full of confidence.

He was born in March, and turned twenty this year. It was right on his birthday when he defeated the renowned swordsman Shi Ding of the Baoding City, using a move called “Shooting Star Beyond Skies.” Shi Ding was a sword master of the Northern Style Green Duckweed Sword Art. He used this victory as a birthday present for himself.

In April, he defeated “Wind-Chasing Sword” Ge Qi with the same move “Shooting Star Beyond Skies.” Ge Qi was the head apprentice of the Huashan Sword School. His sword art style was especially speedy and peculiar, and contained many ruthless moves.

Ge Qi was a very proud swordsman, but after that fight, he admitted his defeat sincerely. He actually acknowledged publicly, “Even if I train for another ten years, I would still have no way of fending off that sword move of his.”

In May, the Head Master of the Iron Sword Clan, “Songyang Swordsman” Guo Zhengping, also lost to his sword move “Shooting Star Beyond Skies.”

Guo Zhengping’s comment for this sword move and for him was, “The sword move rises above the mundane world, leaving absolutely no trace behind. Within one year, this young man will shine in the Martial World and have the world under his feet.”

The Iron Sword Clan was not a prominent school, but it had a long history and a reputation of honesty and decency. Naturally words from the Head Master of such a Martial Art school carried extra weight.

Every time when Ding Peng remembered that comment, he couldn’t help but feeling a great surge of excitement and thrill.

“Shine in the Martial World, and have the world under his feet!”

He had trained very hard in the past thirteen years, fourteen hours every single day, so hard that both his palms and soles bled many times from excessive rubbing.

Especially during those coldest, bitter nights of the winter, to maintain an upbeat spirit, he always held a snowball in his hand. If he saw any sign of sluggishness in himself, he would shove the snowball into his pants, a kind of experience not easily imaginable by others.

The reason why he tortured himself like that was because he was determined to excel and succeed, to earn respect for his father who accomplished nothing in his entire life.

His father was a nameless escort, and accidently got hold of an incomplete page of a sword art manuscript.

The entire sword art only contained one page. And on that one page, there was only one move, “Shooting Star Beyond Skies.”

A shooting star flying by from beyond skies and suddenly disappears. The instant of shine and swiftness are simply unstoppable. But his father was already too old with declined intellect and sluggish response. He could no longer master such speedy sword art. So he passed the page of sword art manuscript to his son.

The last words he left his son at his death bed were, “You must master this sword move. You must earn respect for your father so everyone knows that I have a son who has the world under his feet.”

Every time when Ding Peng thought of his father’s words, his blood would boil and he couldn’t hold his tears back.

But now he decided to never shed another drop of tear. Tears are for the weak. A true man only shed blood!

He took a deep breath of the early morning’s fresh air and drew his sword from under his pillow. Today he would once again fight for another victory using this same sword move.

If he wins today, it would be a real success.

Though Shi Ding, Ge Qi, and Guo Zhengping were also famed swordsmen in the Martial World, the three previous victories would be no match for today’s battle.

Because his rival today is Liu Ruosong.

A member of the “Three Friends of Winter^[1]”, the world-renowned “Pine Swordsman”, Liu Ruosong; the owner of the “Ten-Thousand Pines Villa”, Liu Ruosong; the only layman apprentice of the prominent Priest Tianyi of the Xuanzhen Taoist Temple on Mount Wudang, Liu Ruosong.

Many years ago had he heard of this name. At that stage of his life, this name had been as grave as Mount Taishan^[2], majestic, lofty, and untouchable. But that was no longer the case. Now he was confident that he could defeat this man. He followed the most appropriate manner when he sent in his invitation, requesting an opportunity to learn swordsmanship from an eminent senior sword master, to make sure Liu Ruosong could not refuse the fight, because he must defeat this man in order to advance and join the class of true Kung Fu masters in the Martial World. Both the time and place of the challenge were set by Liu Ruosong – June 15^th, noon, at the Ten-Thousand Pines Villa.

Today is June 15^th.

The fight today will shape his fortune for the rest of his life.

The clothes he had washed, straightened, and put up on bamboo poles by the window last night were almost dry now.

Although they were not completely dry, they would soon be once he put them on.

This was the only set of clothes he owned, hand-sewed by his old and sick mother right before his departure. It had been washed pale by now and had many frays. But as long as it was washed clean, he found no shame wearing it.

Poverty is not shameful; Laziness and dirtiness are.

He put on the clothes, and then retrieved from underneath the pillow a money bag also made of blue cloth.

There was only a small knob of silver inside.

This was his entire asset. After paying for the small inn room, there would probably be only a few dozens of copper pennies left.

Normally he slept at places that required no rent. Under the sacrifice altar in the shrine or on the small meadow inside the woods could all be his bed.

For the fight today, he gritted his teeth and booked a room at the small inn, because he needed plenty of sleep to make sure he had plenty of mental and physical strength to win the fight.

After taking care of the inn bill, he made the harsh choice of spending the rest of the money on half pound of halogen beef, ten pieces of dry bean curd, a big bag of peanuts, and five big steamed buns.

For him, this was not only extreme luxury, but also unforgivable waste. Usually he could easily get by a day with only three hard bread cakes.

But he decided to forgive himself today. Today he needed strength, and strength only comes with quality food.

Besides, things could be completely different after today.

Fame can bring not only glory and self-esteem, but also many things one would never dream of. Wealth and social status will also follow along.

He knew that very well, hence he always gritted his teeth to endure poverty and hunger.

He never let himself be tarnished by any indecency, for he was determined to rise up through the right way.

Since it was still four hours from noon, he decided to find a good spot to enjoy the wonderful food.

Somewhere by the foothills near the “Ten-Thousand Pines Villa”, he successfully found a spot that had a spring, a good size patch of grass, beautiful flowers and a nice view. The place was surrounded by flowery trees. The cloudless sky radiated with a beautiful shape of blue.

By then the thick fog had all cleared. The sun had just barely risen. Morning dews glittered on top of dark green leaves like beautiful pearls.

Ding Peng sat down on the soft grass and tore off a piece of beef. The beef tasted even better than what he had imagined.

He was extremely delighted.

Just at that moment, a girl ran into his secret little world like a little antelope chased by a hunter.

The girl was completely naked.

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[1] “Three Friends of Winter” was created by Song Dynasty Poet Su Shi and refers to Pine, Bamboo, and Calyx canthus in Chinese culture because all three of them remain beautiful despite the severe cold of the winter. Here it is the name of a small trio of Kung Fu Masters whose nicknames contain these three things. The last character in Liu Ruosong’s name, “song”, also means pine.

[2] Mount Taishan is a famous mountain in Shandong Province, China. It is the first of the “Five Mountains” and is known for its majesty.

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Full Moon Crescent Saber: Prologue

Tonight was a night of a beautiful full moon, so I thought it would be the perfect time for me to start this translation project, something I've wanted to do for a long time. :)

Full Moon Crescent Saber is a book started by Gu Long and finished by Sima Ziyan. Because of that, it is also the most controversial book of Gu Long. I like this book because of the unique artistic conception and atmosphere described in the book, which really made it stand out from all other Gu Long books.

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Full Moon Crescent Saber
-- Written by Gu Long, Translated by Lanny Lin


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Prologue

Full Moon

The moon may be wax or wane. The story we are telling here is about the full moon, because it happened at a night of the full moon. At that night, the moon was more beautiful than any other night, with a magnificence so mysterious, so bleak, and so heart-breaking.

Same goes with the story we are telling, a story filled with charms so mysterious yet beautiful and fantasies so mystifying yet stunning. As told in the ancient mythical tale, when the moon rises in the dark nights, there are always fairies dancing in the moonlight – fairies of the flowers, fairies of the gems and sapphires. Even dark souls and fairy foxes living deep underground would come out to worship the full moon and to draw in the vigor of the bright moonlight.

Sometimes they will even transform into human forms, live in the human world as many different characters, and do things no one would ever imagine.

These things are sometimes startling, sometimes heartwarming, sometimes frightening, sometimes exhilarating, and some other times beyond imagination. They could rescue someone from the deepest abyss; they could also shove someone off the steepest cliff.

They could give you all the fame and fortune in the entire world; they could also make you lose everything you’ve ever own.

No one has ever seen their true faces, but no one could deny their existence either.

Crescent Saber

A saber may be straight or crescent. What we want to talk about here is a crescent saber, as curvy as Qing-Qing’s eyebrows.

The crescent saber belonged to Qing-Qing. Qing-Qing is a beautiful and mystic girl, just like the full moon of that night.

Sabers are weapons made to kill.

Same goes with Qing-Qing’s crescent saber. When the crescent reflection flashes by, calamity befalls; no one can escape the calamity, because no one can get away from the crescent shine of the saber.

The shine of the saber is not hasty; it is as smooth as the moonlight, but as soon as you see the moonlight, it has already befallen upon you.

There is only one moon in the sky; there is also only one crescent saber on earth.

It doesn’t always bring calamity when it appears in the mundane world. Sometimes it also brings people righteousness and happiness.

So when it appears in the world once again, what will it bring to this world this time?

No one knows.

Qing-Qing’s crescent saber is also emerald green^[1], as green as the verdant distant mountain, as green as the spring trees, and as green as tears in young lovers’ eyes.

On the emerald green and crescent-shaped blade is a line of tiny words, “All night in the attic I hear the spring sprinkle^[2].”

Fortunes may be as unpredictable as the winds and clouds in the sky. The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane. Perfection in life was never easy to come by.

May we all be blessed with longevity. Though miles apart, our hearts still cross through the beautiful moon high in the sky.^[3]

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[1] In Chinese, “Qing” means emerald green.

[2] A verse from a poem of Lu You (1125-1210 AD), a poet from the Song Dynasty. I will not attempt to translate the entire poem here.

[3] The last few verses are excerpts of a very famous Mid-Autumn Festival poem by Su Shi (1037-1101 AD), a poet from the Song Dynasty. Here’s my poor attempt at translating the poem:

Prelude to the Melody of Water

When did the bright moon first ever appear?

Raising my wine cup I ask the blue sky.

High above in the moon palaces,

Wonder what year it is tonight.

I want to ride the wind and fly to the moon,

But I fear the jade terrace is too cold and high.

I’d rather stay in the human world,

And dance with my shadow in the moonlight.

As the moon rounds the red pavilion and slants through the silk-pad windows,

It shines upon every wakeful eye.

Moon, are you bearing any grudges.

Why always the full moon when loved ones are not nearby?

People may have joy and sorrow, parting and reunion,

The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane.

Perfection in life was never easy to come by.

May we all be blessed with longevity, though miles apart,

Our hearts still cross through the beautiful moon high in the sky.

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The beautiful poem referenced above was turned into the lyrics of a beautiful song sang by Teresa Teng, a huge pop icon in the 70s and 80s in the last century. Enjoy!

While searching for Teresa Teng's video, I ran into the video below on YouTube and was very impressed by the talent shown. A girl used her own music composition for the same poem and showed her beautiful voice. Even if you don't understand a word of hers, you'd still enjoy it (someone left a comment saying exactly that)!