Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

27: Chapter 27: The First Cry of Chaos (Continued)The vast mountains lay beneath the night sky like crouching giant beasts, silent and treacherous. A dim, dark-cyan light streaked down like a falling star, piercing through the dense canopy of trees and landing noiselessly in an extremely well-hidden mountain hollow.

Deep within the hollow, backed against a steep cliff covered in thick vines and moss, the light faded to reveal the staggering figure of Nangong Xuan. His face was as pale as golden paper, his breath so weak it was nearly severed, and wisps of pale-gold blood continuously seeped from the corners of his mouth. Forcing himself to manifest his Sword Domain to withstand the devastating self-destruction, burning his essence blood to activate the damaged Origin-Locking Needles to extend the lives of the three others, and finally fleeing here with them had exhausted his very last shred of strength.

With a weak wave of his sleeve, three figures were gently placed onto the relatively flat ground of the hollow, which was covered in a thick layer of decaying leaves.

Liu Qingxuan remained unconscious. Although the residual black toxic veins on her body were temporarily suppressed by the blood-red runes left by the Origin-Locking Needles, preventing them from spreading further, a greyish Death Qi lingered, and her breathing was as faint as a gossamer thread. Three dim, blood-red runes flickered at her baihui point point on her crown and the Yongquan points on the soles of her feet, acting like three fraying silk threads barely holding onto her last spark of life.

Su Muxue was covered in a thin layer of ice crystals. Intertwined ice-blue and blood-red runes flickered at her brow and shoulders, forcibly stabilizing the crumbling Profound Yin Seal. The ice-like cracks on her forehead had temporarily stopped spreading, but the ancient ice-blue runes deep within still flickered restlessly, like a trapped beast being held down by force. Her condition was slightly better than Liu Qingxuan’s; her life force was frozen in ice, but she had fallen into a deeper, more unstable slumber.

As for Lin Mo... he was encased in a thin, blood-red light membrane, lying quietly between the two women. Inside the membrane, the newborn chaos light cluster in his chest was slowly rotating at a constant, rhythmic speed. The cluster flowed with chaotic colors, and within it, miniature nebulae seemed to be born and destroyed, emitting an ancient and pure Dao rhyme. Wisps of extremely faint black gas (residual bone rotting grass toxin) and ice-blue light specks (Profound Yin Moon Essence) were being continuously absorbed, decomposed, and transformed by the rotating light cluster. Though the speed was slow, it was exceptionally steady. With every rotation, the light of the cluster itself seemed to solidify and grow by an infinitesimal amount.

[chaos dao seed (Newly Established & Stable): Growth 1.1%... 1.2%...] [bone rotting grass Toxin (Trace Amount Sealed): Continuous decomposition and transformation in progress... Outer layer of Dao Seed slightly contaminated...] [Profound Yin Moon Essence Power (Continuous Absorption): Accelerating Origin recovery... Compatibility with Chaos Origin increasing...] [Passive Skill ’First Cry of Chaos’: Faintly active, continuous purification and transformation...]

The System’s notification echoed clearly in Lin Mo’s consciousness. His consciousness had fully awakened, immersed in an unprecedented and wondrous state. He could clearly ’internally observe’ the newborn Chaos Origin within his body, feeling the growth of power and the transformation of filth and cold with every rotation. This was a sense of controlling power; though still very weak, it was filled with infinite possibilities.

But he was more concerned about his mother’s life force, which was weak to the extreme, and Su Muxue’s forcibly frozen yet still unstable state. He could feel that the blood-red membrane protecting him, as well as the runes on his mother and Mu Xue, all contained the last of Nangong Xuan’s power and sacrifice. They were burning, fading, and could not last long.

”Senior...” Lin Mo’s consciousness sent out a silent call, filled with gratitude and worry, as he tried to sense Nangong Xuan’s condition.

Nangong Xuan leaned against the cold cliff wall and slowly slid down to sit on the ground. He took out a dragon-eye-sized Medicinal Pill that emitted a soft green glow and swallowed it without hesitation. The pill melted instantly, and a gentle yet massive medicinal power immediately dissolved in his withered Meridians, nourishing his severely damaged Origin.

He closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. His tattered dark-cyan robes fluttered without wind, and the sparse Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi nearby was drawn in, slowly gathering toward him to form a faint vortex. His handsome face remained devoid of color, but his chaotic aura, guided by the pill and his powerful Cultivation Technique, began the arduous process of stabilizing.

Time passed in the silence of the hollow. The moon’s shadow tilted westward, and the chirping of insects in the forest gradually grew sparse.

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The bloodshot veins in his eyes had receded somewhat; his fatigue was still profound, but that all-seeing depth had resurfaced. He glanced at Lin Mo, who was encased in the blood-red membrane with a stable and slightly growing aura, then at Liu Qingxuan and Su Muxue, whose states were temporarily frozen. His tense nerves finally relaxed slightly.

”The chaos dao seed... is indeed profound and unpredictable. To actually achieve Nirvana amidst destruction, using toxin as fuel and cold as a spring...” he whispered to himself, a hint of amazement in his voice. The potential and resilience Lin Mo displayed far exceeded his expectations.

His gaze then turned toward the pitch-black night outside the hollow, his brow furrowing slightly. Although they had temporarily shaken off any potential pursuit, this place was by no means a spot for a long stay. The commotion Blood Butcher made before his death was too great; though the Black Wind Stockade was leaderless, there was no guarantee there weren’t survivors or other forces drawn by the news. More importantly, Liu Qingxuan’s lethal toxin and Su Muxue’s Seal were like swords hanging over their heads; a solution had to be found quickly. In his current state, forcibly removing either could trigger a chain reaction of collapse.

”The immediate priority is to find an absolutely safe place to recover my Origin Qi before planning further treatment.” Nangong Xuan made his decision. He struggled to stand up; though his steps were unsteady, his movements were no longer significantly hindered. He walked to Lin Mo’s side and reached out a finger, lightly tapping the blood-red light membrane.

The membrane rippled slightly, conveying a faint yet tenacious protective intent. Nangong Xuan could feel that the power of the membrane was slowly fading over time.

”Little fellow, this protection of yours won’t last much longer either,” Nangong Xuan said softly to Lin Mo within the membrane, as if knowing he could ’hear.’ A wisp of extremely pure and gentle spiritual power flowed from his fingertip into the membrane, like a stream of living water, causing the dim blood-red light to brighten slightly.

”I need to leave for a moment to find a hidden Immortal Cave nearby. Stay here, and you must remain quiet,” Nangong Xuan instructed. With a flicker of his body, he turned into an extremely dim phantom and silently merged into the dense forest outside the hollow, vanishing from sight.

Inside the hollow, only the unconscious Liu Qingxuan, the frozen and sleeping Su Muxue, and Lin Mo, whose consciousness was clear within the membrane, remained.

Lin Mo’s consciousness clearly received Nangong Xuan’s intent. He focused his mind, fully operating the chaos dao seed to accelerate the absorption and transformation of the toxin and cold. At the same time, he carefully separated an extremely faint wisp of intent, like an invisible tentacle, and extended it out of the membrane to cover his mother, Liu Qingxuan.

The three blood-red runes were like candles in the wind, guarding his mother’s final heart-vessels. Deep within the runes, the residual bone rotting grass toxin was like a lurking venomous snake, restless under the runes’ suppression. Lin Mo’s intent did not dare touch the runes; he could only carefully guide the extremely faint yet exceptionally pure essence of life Origin (derived from the toxin’s decomposition) produced by his Dao Seed. Like the finest drizzle, it noiselessly permeated through, nourishing his mother’s parched and withered life Origin.

[Guided faint life Origin essence injection... Target life Origin slightly increased... Toxin erosion speed slightly slowed...] The System’s notification lifted Lin Mo’s spirits! It worked! Although the effect was minuscule, it was the only thing he could do for his mother right now!

His intent then turned toward Su Muxue. Beneath the intertwined ice-blue and blood-red Seal runes, the violent Profound Yin Power was like a suppressed frozen ocean with surging undercurrents. Lin Mo tried to guide the Chaos Qi from his Dao Seed—which had become even gentler after merging with a wisp of Profound Yin Moon Essence—like the softest warm breeze, slowly brushing over the ice crystals on Su Muxue’s body and the runes on her brow.

Something wonderful happened!

The originally violent and restless Profound Yin Seal, upon contact with this ’warm breeze’ carrying Chaos Qi and a wisp of the same-source Moon Essence power, actually showed a trace of... calm? Deep within the Seal’s core, the frequency of the flickering ice-blue runes seemed to decrease slightly. The ice crystals condensed on Su Muxue’s body also seemed to... thin by an infinitesimal layer?

[Guided Chaos Origin Qi (containing faint Profound Yin Fusion) contact with Profound Yin Seal... Seal restlessness slightly calmed... Purity of escaping Profound Yin Moon Essence power increased... Compatibility slightly increased...]

Lin Mo felt greatly reassured! His chaos dao seed seemed naturally capable of soothing and guiding Su Muxue’s Profound Yin Power! This was undoubtedly fantastic news!

Just as Lin Mo was carefully guiding his own power, simultaneously nourishing his mother and soothing Su Muxue—

Rustle... rustle... a very slight sound of friction, definitely not caused by wind blowing through leaves, came from the dense forest at the entrance of the hollow!

Lin Mo’s consciousness instantly tensed! His Perception was much stronger than before, and he clearly captured this abnormal sound! There was more than one! And they carried a deliberately suppressed caution and... greed, like predators!

Someone was there! And they did not come with good intentions!

Almost at the same time, a dim dark-cyan figure appeared noiselessly in the hollow like a ghost—it was Nangong Xuan, who had returned! His face was still pale, but his eyes were as sharp as an hawk’s; he had clearly sensed the abnormality as well!

”Hmph! Like ghosts that won’t dissipate!” Nangong Xuan snorted coldly, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He hadn’t expected the enemy’s pursuit to come so quickly! And they clearly had special means to be able to lock onto the temporary hiding place he had set up to mask their aura!

His figure flashed as he stepped in front of Lin Mo and the others, his gaze like lightning piercing the darkness at the entrance of the hollow.

”Since you’ve come, why hide your heads and show your tails?” Nangong Xuan’s voice, carrying cold killing intent, echoed in the silent hollow.

The shadows of the dense forest writhed for a moment.

Three figures slowly walked out.

The leader was a short, lean man with a hideous scar across his face. His eyes were as cold and cunning as a venomous snake; he was the small leader of the Black Wind Stockade who had narrowly escaped from the ruins of the pharmacy and witnessed Nangong Xuan taking the three away! He held a poisoned dagger in his hand, and his aura was at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining.

Behind him followed two even more ferocious bandits, both at the Late Stage of Qi Refining! One held a heavy mountain-splitting axe, while the other had a poisoned chain-dart wrapped around his waist, bloodthirsty glints flashing in their eyes.

However, what truly caused Nangong Xuan’s pupils to shrink slightly was the fourth person standing in the shadows behind the three!

That person was entirely shrouded in a large black cloak embroidered with eerie dark-red runes. Even his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, revealing only a pair of eyes flickering with ghostly green phosphorus fire. He leaned on a strange bone staff that was deathly white and topped with a shrunken skull. A cold, obscure Spiritual Pressure, thick with Death Qi and resentment, slowly spread out like a cold tide—he had actually reached the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment!

”Jie jie jie...” A cackling laugh like the cry of a night owl came from beneath the black cloak. ”Such sharp Perception... Your Excellency must be the expert who destroyed my Blood Fiend Primordial Demon Cannon and killed Fellow Daoist Blood Butcher? Only... it seems Your Excellency’s condition isn’t quite right?”

The small leader also bolstered his courage, pointing at Lin Mo in the blood-red membrane and the rune-guarded Liu Qingxuan and Su Muxue, shouting shrilly: ”Lord! It’s them! That infant has something strange about him! That cold girl has a Profound Yin Body! And that woman who’s almost dead! Great Boss Blood Butcher died for them! That old thing is definitely seriously injured! The treasures and Opportunity are right before our eyes!”

Greedy gazes, like physical blades, locked onto the four in the hollow.

Crisis, like a bone-clinging maggot, had descended once again! And this time, Nangong Xuan was heavily injured and unrecovered, Lin Mo was still growing, and Liu Qingxuan and Su Muxue were hanging by a thread!