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

30: Chapter 30: The Faint Light of the Earth’s VeinsAbsolute darkness, absolute silence.

Time lost its meaning within the underground rock veins, where only a bone-chilling cold and the pervasive scent of stone lingered. This was a corner forgotten by the world, where only the faint, intermittent sound of Spiritual Veins flowing from deep within the earth proved that this place was not entirely devoid of life.

Nangong Xuan lay collapsed on the cold rock surface, his breath so weak it was nearly severed. Pale gold blood congealed beneath him, and every extremely slow breath was accompanied by an unconscious, slight spasm of his body—a sign that his Origin was severely damaged and his Nascent Soul was on the verge of falling dormant. Had his cultivation Foundation not been incredibly deep, he would have suffered a Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering long ago.

Su Muxue was encased in thick ice crystals, like a sleeping ice sculpture. The rune on her forehead flickered extremely slowly, like a lamp with a faulty connection; with every flash, the thin frost on the surrounding rock walls would freeze and melt in response. The power of the Profound Yin Seal seemed to be adjusting itself, attempting to adapt to the environment deep within the Earth Veins, but that sense of instability remained.

Liu Qingxuan’s remains lay there quietly, her face ashen, yet strangely carrying a sense of peace after liberation. The dagger in her chest was still a shocking sight, but no more blood flowed out. The hand resting on Lin Mo’s swaddling clothes was cold, yet it seemed to retain a final trace of warmth and resolve.

As for Lin Mo... his consciousness drifted amidst boundless Chaos and excruciating pain. His physical sensations had long since gone numb, and only the agonizing pollution from the nearly stagnant chaos dao seed at his chest—feeling like hundreds of millions of poisonous needles repeatedly piercing and tearing him—clearly tortured his remaining spiritual perception.

Darkness. Viscous. Filth.

On the outer layer of the Dao Seed, that thick covering of black-red-gray filthy crust acted like the most malicious parasite, constantly trying to erode inward to devour that last bit of weak Chaos Origin. The cold desolation of the Spirit-Eroding Mist, the Soul-eroding pain of the bone rotting grass poison, the chaotic and violent spiritual power of the minor boss, the sharp tearing of the dagger’s metallic Qi, and... the special energy within his mother’s blood that intertwined majestic Life Qi and death intent... all these chaotic and conflicting energies rampaged within his Dao Seed, turning it into a junkyard on the brink of explosion.

[Warning! Dao Seed pollution level 39%... Core Origin continuously decaying...] [Warning! Dao source activity below critical point... risk of falling into eternal silence...] [Passive skill ”First Cry of Chaos” severely damaged... conversion efficiency dropped to 0.01%...]

The System’s notification sounds were intermittent, coldly announcing the approach of the end.

”Is it over...” A sense of powerlessness rose in Lin Mo’s consciousness. The immense grief—the image of his mother dying to save him repeatedly tearing at his Soul—nearly crushed this newborn, fragile consciousness. Give up, it’s too painful, just sink down like this, and perhaps I can see Mother... Just as his consciousness was about to be completely swallowed by the darkness—

That cold hand resting on his swaddling clothes seemed to move slightly.

Was it an illusion?

No.

An extremely weak yet exceptionally pure fluctuation, carrying sacrifice, protection, and endless tender attachment, like the first sprout of early spring breaking through frozen soil, tenaciously penetrated the thick filthy crust and gently touched that core point of Chaos luster within Lin Mo’s Dao Seed.

It was Liu Qingxuan’s final Heart’s Blood, mixed with the last obsession of her life and the remaining aura of that strange purification fluctuation!

This fluctuation was entirely different from the violent pollution energies within the Dao Seed; it lacked even a hint of aggression, possessing only the pure intent of ”protection” and ”purification,” like a mother’s gentle hand softly stroking a child’s painful wound.

Buzz... that point of nearly extinguished Chaos Origin, stimulated by this weak fluctuation, suddenly gave a leap! It was as if a dormant heart had been injected with its first breath of life!

Though faint, it truly existed!

”Mother...” Lin Mo’s consciousness let out a silent cry, and immense sorrow surged again, but this time, amidst the sorrow, a flame of indignation was ignited!

I can’t die! This is the chance Mother bought with her life! I can’t let her sacrifice be in vain! This filth... this pain... must be overcome!

A strong will to survive and the fury of revenge were like fuel injected into an engine about to stall! That point of Chaos Origin suddenly erupted with an unprecedented suction force!

But this time, it was no longer blindly devouring external energy; instead... it turned inward!

Using itself as the core, it began to frantically pull, bite, and attempt to decompose and assimilate that thick filthy crust enveloping it!

This was an even more painful and perilous process! It was like tearing open one’s own rotting flesh!

[Dao Seed core activity stimulated! Starting autonomous purification process!] [Warning! Autonomous purification will trigger violent energy conflicts! Risk is extremely high!] [Pollution energy backlash intensifying! Pain index soaring!]

Lin Mo felt as if his Soul was being torn apart! As the filthy crust was forcibly torn away, it released even more violent and chaotic energy that struck his core consciousness! But he gritted his teeth (though he had no teeth), and guided by that sliver of gentle power left by his mother, relying on that unquenchable fire of rage and the obsession to protect, he frantically rotated the Dao Seed!

Tear! Decompose! Devour!

The Heaven-Defying characteristic of the chaos dao seed to ”embrace all things and manifest all laws” finally began to reveal its truly terrifying side under this extreme internal and external pressure!

Though the efficiency was outrageously low and the process was as painful as death by a thousand cuts, a tiny sliver of the filthy energy was indeed forcibly stripped away by the rotating core, crushed, and then... with great difficulty, integrated into the Origin!

It was no longer pollution, but had become nourishment to restore the Origin!

The sliver of ”Turbid” Qi within the Spirit-Eroding Mist, the extreme ”Death” intent within the bone rotting grass poison, the ”Sharpness” trait within the Metallic Essence, and even the scattered energy within the chaotic spiritual power... all were arduously decomposed, purified, and absorbed under the overbearing power of the Chaos Origin!

This was a slow and tragic process of self-purification and Nirvana!

The filthy crust on the surface of the Dao Seed thinned by a tiny bit at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. Meanwhile, the Chaos luster at the core, though still weak, became a fraction more solid, and its rotation speed increased by a hair.

[Dao Seed pollution level 38.99%... Dao source activity slightly increased by 0.001%...]

The change in the numbers was minuscule, almost negligible.

But it was a signal! A signal of reversal! A crack forcibly pried open by will and sacrifice within an absolute dead end!

In the darkness, the light cluster on Lin Mo’s chest, covered in filth, flickered once, extremely weakly and almost imperceptibly.

As if in response to this glimmer—

”Cough...” Not far away, the deeply comatose Nangong Xuan suddenly let out an extremely faint, pained cough. He unconsciously moved a finger, and at his forehead, a very dim, small Sword-shaped Phantom flashed and vanished. It was his Nascent Soul, on the brink of dormancy, instinctively struggling and trying to absorb the pitifully thin Spiritual Qi within the Earth Veins to restore itself. A weak yet pure trace of Nascent Soul aura leaked out for a brief moment.

Almost simultaneously—

Buzz!

On the forehead of the ice-sealed Su Muxue, the rune intertwined with ice-blue and blood-red suddenly lit up! A strand of pure yet cold Profound Yin Moon Essence power escaped uncontrollably, as if drawn by that leaked trace of Nangong Xuan’s Nascent Soul aura or the weak flicker of Lin Mo’s Dao Seed just now!

This strand of Profound Yin Moon Essence power was like a cold stream sliding through the darkness; part of it merged into Su Muxue’s own ice crystals, thickening the ice layer slightly, while the other part... happened to brush past the chaos dao seed on Lin Mo’s chest that was struggling with self-purification.

Sizzle!

It was like a red-hot iron meeting ice water!

The contact between that pure strand of Profound Yin Moon Essence power and the filthy energy on the outer layer of Lin Mo’s Dao Seed instantly triggered a violent reaction! A turbulent flow of energy from the conflict between extreme cold and filth exploded!

”Ugh!” Lin Mo’s consciousness was struck hard once again!

But strangely, although this sudden external impact brought brief and intense pain, it unexpectedly ”shook” loose a stubborn, hard-to-decompose bit of Spirit-Eroding Mist energy on the surface of his Dao Seed!

The core of the chaos dao seed immediately seized the opportunity, suddenly devouring and pulling it in, beginning the arduous decomposition!

Misfortune is where blessings lean!

And further away, in the deeper and darker parts of the Earth Veins, some dormant underground creatures that favored filthy energy seemed to be attracted by the continuous energy fluctuations (though weak) and... the gradually dissipating Life Qi and Death Qi from Liu Qingxuan’s remains, beginning to stir silently. Pairs of eyes—some scarlet, some sickly green, some completely pitch black—slowly opened in the absolute darkness, casting greedy and hungry gazes toward this direction.

The glimmer underground brought not only hope but also new predators.

The trial of survival never ceases.

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