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

37: Chapter 37: Nascent Soul Reconstruction and Farewell to the DeceasedInside Lingxiao Cave Mansion, time passed quietly amidst the flow of Vast Righteous Sword Intent and pure Spiritual Qi.

Nangong Xuan held the broken sword ”unyielding”, feeling the majestic yet gentle Vast Righteous Sword Intent coming from the sword blade resonating with his own Sword Nascent Soul. He no longer hesitated and immediately sat cross-legged again before Lingxiao’s skeletal remains, laying the ”unyielding” sword across his knees.

Closing his eyes, he focused his mind.

The Mind-Cultivation Technique of the ”Vast Righteous Sword Heart Art” naturally circulated within his Sea of Consciousness. It was far more profound and extensive than the Cultivation Technique he had inherited from his master, pointing directly to the Origin of the Dao of the Sword. The pure Spiritual Qi accumulated in the grotto for ten thousand years was drawn by the technique and Sword Intent, surging into his body in an unprecedentedly docile manner, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

This time, it was no longer as difficult as the previous forced extraction. The Spiritual Qi flowed through his parched and damaged Meridians, carrying a sense of nourishment and repair; the pain was greatly reduced, while efficiency doubled. The ”unyielding” sword on his knees hummed slightly, and a warm sensation came from the hilt. A similarly pure and vast Sword Essence surged back, merging into his Dantian and nourishing that dim and nearly extinguished Nascent Soul.

Under the triple nourishment of the Profound Truth of the ”Vast Righteous Sword Heart Art”, the grotto’s Spiritual Qi, and the ”unyielding” Sword Essence, that small sword-shaped Nascent Soul phantom finally stopped its tendency to dissipate. The cracks on its surface began to slowly heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its dim light gradually became solid.

Although complete recovery was still far off, his Foundation was now stable, and the path ahead was bright again. Nangong Xuan was completely immersed in a deep state of meditation, his entire body enveloped by the intertwining black-green sword light and golden Vast Righteous Qi, his aura gradually becoming stronger.

Lin Mo guarded nearby for a moment. After confirming that Nangong Xuan’s recovery was on track and the Immortal Cave was safe, he turned his attention elsewhere.

His mother Liu Qingxuan’s remains still lay quietly near the entrance of the Immortal Cave, her hand still unconsciously reaching in his direction.

It was time.

It was time to let his mother escape this cold and lonely wandering and lay her to rest in the ground.

Controlling the Chaos Qi, he gently lifted his mother’s remains and looked around the Immortal Cave. This was the resting place of a heroic Human Race Senior, where righteousness endured forever. Letting his mother sleep here eternally, free from the intrusion of underground filth, was perhaps the best choice.

In a corner of the Immortal Cave, he chose a secluded, dry spot where the sound of an underground river could be faintly heard (like the continuation of life). The Chaos Qi transformed into the finest carving knife, silently cutting into the hard, vitrified ground.

The rock was easily cut and removed like tofu. Soon, a rectangular, neat grave was excavated. Lin Mo then meticulously polished the four walls and the bottom of the grave, as if performing a most sacred ritual.

He carefully placed his mother’s remains into the grave, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a fragile treasure. He smoothed the wrinkles in his mother’s clothes and tidied her disheveled hair, making her face appear more peaceful. The poisoned dagger had already been purified; at this moment, except for her pale complexion, his mother seemed merely to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Looking at his mother’s calm face, boundless grief surged into Lin Mo’s heart like a tide once again. Depending on each other since his Transmigration, the difficult struggle for survival in the medicine shop, until that final, desperate act of self-sacrifice... scene after scene churned in his mind.

“Mother...” His consciousness let out a silent sob, and the light of the chaos dao seed fluctuated slightly. “I’m sorry... your son is useless... I failed to protect you...”

“Rest assured... I will live on... live well... carrying your share with me...”

“Those who harmed us... the Black Wind Stockade... and those mysterious people... I won’t let a single one of them go!”

Grief turned into a bone-deep oath, deeply etched into the depths of his Soul.

He sat by the grave for a long time, just keeping her company in silence.

Finally, he took a deep breath, controlled the rock fragments to slowly cover it, and filled the grave. He did not erect a tombstone, merely letting the ground return to its original state as if nothing had ever happened. But he knew that he would never forget this place.

Having done all this, he felt a bone-deep exhaustion and a sense of emptiness. It was as if the most important part of his heart had been buried along with her.

He floated back near Nangong Xuan, the light of the chaos dao seed appearing somewhat dim. He did not Cultivate further, just stayed there quietly, immersed in a great sense of loss.

After an unknown amount of time, the sword light around Nangong Xuan gradually withdrew. He slowly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling clotted blood, yet his complexion actually turned a bit more ruddy. The cracks in his Nascent Soul had mostly healed; although it was still small and fragile, it had finally escaped the crisis of collapsing, and his cultivation had barely recovered to the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment. More importantly, the Foundation of the ”Vast Righteous Sword Heart Art” had been initially established, and the future was bright.

The first thing he saw was that patch of newly filled earth in the corner and Lin Mo, who appeared exceptionally quiet beside it. He understood instantly, a flash of sorrow and respect passing through his eyes.

He stood up, walked to that patch of land, stood silently for a moment, and bowed.

“Madam Liu, rest in peace. Nangong Xuan hereby swears that as long as I have one breath left, I will protect Lin Mo’s safety and live up to your self-sacrifice in protecting your child.” His voice was low and solemn.

After speaking, he walked to Lin Mo’s side. Without saying much, he just reached out a finger and lightly tapped the chaos light cluster enveloping Lin Mo, transmitting a steady and powerful thought of support.

Lin Mo felt that silent comfort, and the light of the Dao Seed brightened slightly. The grief remained, but it was no longer so bone-chillingly cold.

Just then, Lin Mo suddenly remembered something. Although his mother’s remains were buried, what about the residual poison of the bone rotting grass in her body? That toxin was extremely overbearing, and although most of it had been absorbed by the Origin-Locking Needle and the chaos dao seed, a tiny amount of the Origin likely still remained in her bone marrow and Meridians.

If this toxin were allowed to sleep here forever with his mother’s remains, would it defile this place of righteousness? Or even... lead to unpredictable changes in the future?

As soon as this thought arose, it immediately made him uneasy.

He conveyed his concerns to Nangong Xuan.

Hearing this, Nangong Xuan’s brow also furrowed. “The poison of the bone rotting grass... it is foul and Soul-corroding, its nature incredibly malicious. It indeed could pollute the pure Sword Intent of this place. Even a tiny amount must be guarded against. It’s just that... the remains are already buried, could it be that you want to...”

He didn’t finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear. Exhuming the remains again to remove the poison would be a great disrespect to the deceased.

Lin Mo was silent for a moment, his thoughts becoming firm. “There’s no need to disturb my mother’s sleep. I will draw the toxin out.”

“Draw it out? How?” Nangong Xuan was startled. The remains were already buried and the toxin was deeply embedded; how could it be drawn out from a distance?

Lin Mo did not explain, but instead fully activated the chaos dao seed once again!

This time, the rotation direction of the Dao Seed became extremely strange. A peculiar internal suction force was generated, but the target was not the surrounding Spiritual Qi, but rather... the tiny amount of bone rotting grass toxin Origin buried deep underground within his mother’s remains!

Chaos can encompass, but it can also strip away! Especially for energy he had previously absorbed and analyzed, there was naturally a slight resonance in the dark!

This was an extremely difficult process, like drawing silk from a distance, and it was a huge drain on his mind. The light of Lin Mo’s Dao Seed dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nangong Xuan held his breath and watched tensely.

Gradually, strands of almost invisible black airflow, thousands of times thinner than a hair, actually penetrated the soil and rock, slowly drifting out from the burial site. As if drawn by an invisible force, they converged toward the chaos dao seed at Lin Mo’s chest.

These toxin Origins were extremely weak, yet exceptionally pure and stubborn, carrying a startling power of Deathly Stillness and Erosion.

Lin Mo carefully guided them, not daring to let them touch the Immortal Cave in the slightest. All the black airflow completely entered the chaos dao seed.

Inside the Dao Seed, preparations had already been made. The chaos nebula rotated frantically like a giant millstone, enveloping, crushing, decomposing, and transforming these lethal toxin Origins!

The process was still painful, but with previous experience and the growth of the Dao Seed, it went much more smoothly this time.

[Tiny amount of bone rotting grass Origin toxin absorbed... decomposing and transforming...] [Obtained extreme ”Deathly Stillness” and ”Erosion” Law fragments (trace amount)... the Dao Seed’s resistance to negative energy has slightly increased...] [Warning! These Law fragments are too extreme and require a long time to slowly digest and fuse; forced absorption carries the risk of polluting the Dao Heart!]

The toxin was successfully absorbed and transformed, his mother’s remains were completely purified, and there was no longer any worry about the Vast Righteous Qi of the Immortal Cave being polluted.

Lin Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of collapse.

Nangong Xuan watched from the side, dazzled. He gained a deeper understanding of the mysteries of the chaos dao seed, while also feeling secretly awed. This power was formidable, yet it also came with immense risks.

Just as Lin Mo was preparing to collect his thoughts and recover from the exhaustion—

A sudden change occurred!

Those decomposed and transformed ”Deathly Stillness” and ”Erosion” Law fragments did not completely merge into the chaos nebula. Instead, the most pure portion of them spontaneously condensed inside the Dao Seed, turning into a grain-sized, pitch-black phantom of a... seed that emitted an ominous aura?

This Toxin Seed phantom trembled slightly, and an extremely obscure ripple actually ignored the isolation of the chaos dao seed and the protection of the grotto, transmitting a faint but clear signal toward some extremely deep and distant part of the earth veins!

As if... calling out to something?

The expressions of Lin Mo and Nangong Xuan both changed drastically!