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

94: Chapter 94: The Fallen Star’s Legacy and the First FlameSu Muxue’s fingers trembled slightly as she brushed over the heavily scratched-out yet still glaring outline of an emblem on the rock wall. The cold, rough texture seemed to carry an ancient resentment and unwillingness, spreading from her fingertips to her heart, making her entire body feel cold.

Dark Flame City... Star Palace traitors... exiled Sinful Descendants... the Imperial Sovereign has not arrived... countless fragments of information collided and reorganized frantically in her mind, outlining a vague yet heart-palpitatingly terrifying picture. Could it be that the destruction of the Star Palace was not caused by external enemies, but originated from internal betrayal? And that betrayer most likely had thousands of threads connecting them to the Dark Flame City currently ravaging the underground? Or perhaps... it was the predecessor of Dark Flame City?

Why did the Imperial Sovereign, who was entrusted with such high hopes, never return? Was it an accident, or... was it part of the betrayal itself?

“Cough... cough cough...” From behind her came Nangong Xuan’s painful coughing, interrupting Su Muxue’s horrifying thoughts.

She snapped back to her senses; now was not the time to delve into these ancient secrets! To survive, and to let her Senior Brother and Lin Mo survive, was the top priority!

She forced herself to look away and quickly returned to the two of them. Nangong Xuan was still unconscious, but his brows were tightly furrowed, and his body spasmed unconsciously, as if he were enduring immense pain. The Sword Intent on the surface of his body circulated spontaneously, yet it was weak and chaotic, unable to effectively manage the residual soul-eroding miasma poison and heavy injuries ravaging his body.

Lin Mo’s light orb floated nearby, its glow even weaker than a candle in the wind. The dark patterns on its surface were almost completely dim, and that tiny crack was even more shocking, as if it would shatter completely at any moment. His consciousness was dormant, and even his mental fluctuations were so faint they were hard to detect.

Su Muxue’s heart tightened. She took a deep breath of the cold air, forcing herself to calm down.

She had to stabilize their injuries first!

She first carefully laid Nangong Xuan flat, placing her hand on his Dantian, attempting to send in a sliver of weak Taiyin Spiritual Power to investigate. As soon as the spiritual power entered, it was entangled and swallowed by a stubborn, corrosive residual miasma poison, unable to penetrate deeper.

Nangong Xuan’s body instinctively resisted the external force. Even though his protective Thunder Sword Intent was weak, it remained sharp, making it difficult for Su Muxue to act.

“It’s no use... Senior Brother’s Sword Intent is spontaneously protecting his body and rejecting my spiritual power. I can’t heal him at all...” Su Muxue’s face was pale, her heart burning with anxiety. Nangong Xuan’s injuries were too severe; the longer it dragged on, the greater the damage to his Foundation, and his Golden Core might even shatter, destroying his Dao path entirely!

She looked at Lin Mo again, trying to guide the residual medicinal power of the earth mother spiritual saliva toward him. The medicinal power slowly seeped into the light orb like a stone sinking into the ocean, only barely maintaining that tiny spark of life without extinguishing, the repair speed despairingly slow.

Despair, like a cold swamp, once again submerged Su Muxue inch by inch. She had the Medicinal Pills, yet she was powerless to resolve the most troublesome roots of her two companions’ injuries—the residual miasma poison and Sword Intent backlash within Nangong Xuan, and the exhaustion of Lin Mo’s nirvana star core Origin and its cracks.

Just as she was about to be crushed by the sense of helplessness, her gaze involuntarily turned toward the rock wall covered in murals once more.

“...Exiled here... Sinful Descendants...” “...Waiting for the Imperial Sovereign’s return... to clear the injustice...” “...But... the Imperial Sovereign never came... the stars darkened forever...” “...Only the ‘Valley of Fallen Stars’ remains... as a warning to posterity...”

Her gaze suddenly froze on the four ancient characters for “Valley of Fallen Stars”!

This place... is the Valley of Fallen Stars? The home established by those people of the stars depicted in the murals? Those people whose bodies radiated starlight... Stellar Power!

A bold idea flashed through her mind like lightning!

The Cultivators of the Star Palace Cultivate the orthodox Stellar Power, which is vast and righteous, breaking evil and manifesting the correct! And Senior Brother Nangong’s Thunder Sword Intent is fierce and overbearing, also belonging to the utmost Yang and strength. While not from the same source as Stellar Power, there is no conflict in their attributes; it might even be beneficial!

Most crucially, Stellar Power has an Innate restraint against sinister and filthy things like the soul-eroding miasma!

If... if the power of the ancient star people still remains in this “Valley of Fallen Stars”... Su Muxue stood up abruptly, a light of hope rekindling in her ice-blue eyes. She walked to the center of the cave and closed her eyes, no longer deliberately circulating the Profound Yin Jade Soul Scripture, but instead emptying her mind and letting her Divine Thought spread outward like a spiderweb, trying to perceive and resonate with the ancient stellar aura that might remain in this land from ten thousand years ago.

At first, there was dead silence. Only the cold of the cave and the withered decay of the desolate canyon.

But she did not give up, her mind becoming increasingly ethereal, as if she were merging into this forgotten land. She recalled the feelings she had in the Star Palace ruins, recalled the starlight that burned when that remnant Soul finally faded... time passed bit by bit.

Just as her Divine Thought was about to be exhausted and her head began to spin in dizzy spells—

Buzz... an extremely faint hum, as if coming from a distant sea of stars, seemed to sound in the depths of her Soul.

Immediately afterward, the earth beneath her feet and the cold rock walls around her seemed to be gently touched by some power that had been sleeping for ages.

Bit by bit, tiny silver specks of light as faint as dust, like awakened fireflies, slowly floated up from the carvings on the rock walls and the cracks in the ground!

These light specks were pure and cool, yet they carried a vast, ancient, and sorrowful stellar implication! They seemed to feel the faint resonance within Su Muxue’s body originating from the Star Palace ruins, the detestable miasma within the two severely injured people here, and the equally unyielding Sword Intent and Nirvana Dao Rhyme.

The light specks gathered more and more, gradually turning into a hazy, flowing river of pale silver light, silently circulating around the cave.

It worked!

Su Muxue was extremely excited as she carefully guided this wisp of weak yet pure stellar energy, slowly approaching Nangong Xuan.

This time, the self-defensive Thunder Sword Intent within Nangong Xuan’s body did not violently reject it. Instead, as if meeting an old friend, it emitted a faint hum and actively accepted this bit of Stellar Power.

The Stellar Power merged into Nangong Xuan’s body, acting like the finest sandpaper, beginning to slowly polish and purify the residual miasma poison that was eroding his Meridians and Golden Core. The process was extremely slow, but it was real and effective! His pained and tense expression seemed to ease slightly.

It’s effective!

Su Muxue’s spirits were greatly lifted, and she diverted an even thinner wisp of stellar energy, guiding it toward Lin Mo’s light orb.

The moment the Stellar Power approached, Lin Mo’s dormant nirvana star core actually vibrated spontaneously and extremely faintly, and a nearly imperceptible flow of light flashed across the dark patterns on its surface.

Nirvana and Stars, two seemingly completely different powers, did not conflict at this moment. That Stellar Power was not swallowed by the nirvana star core but instead acted like gentle spring water, slowly nourishing the crack on the star Core’s surface and smoothing out the agitation and depletion brought about by excessive overexertion.

Although the repair was still slow, it seemed more targeted than the effects of the earth mother spiritual saliva!

Hope was rekindled!

Su Muxue dared not be negligent, exerting all her effort to maintain her focus, guiding the stellar light specks continuously seeping from the cave into two streams, steadily injecting them into Nangong Xuan and Lin Mo’s bodies.

This was an extremely mentally taxing process. Her own injuries had not yet healed, and her spiritual power was depleted; she was supporting herself entirely through a surge of will. Sweat soaked her hair, her face was as pale as paper, and her body swayed precariously.

But she gritted her teeth and persisted doggedly.

The cave was silent, with only the pale silver starlight flowing soundlessly, enveloping the three of them like a quiet and tragic painting.

An unknown amount of time passed—perhaps one hour, perhaps several.

The last sliver of stubborn residual miasma poison within Nangong Xuan’s body was finally purified by the Stellar Power. Although he was still unconscious, a hint of color returned to his face, his breathing became steady and strong, and the chaotic Sword Intent around him gradually calmed down, beginning to instinctively absorb Stellar Power to repair itself.

Lin Mo’s light orb was no longer so dim, and the cracks on its surface had healed a little. Although it was far from recovery, at least it had stabilized, and there was no longer any worry of it shattering.

Su Muxue let out a long, weary sigh of relief, her body softening as she nearly collapsed to the ground.

She had succeeded... for now... She sat down against the rock wall, took out her last few Spirit Stones, and held them in her hands, greedily absorbing the meager Spiritual Qi to recover her nearly exhausted mind.

However, the moment her mind relaxed slightly—

The murals on the rock wall and those ancient characters seemed to “come alive” under the reflection of the flowing starlight!

It wasn’t alive in the literal sense, but the Concept contained within and the residual ancient thoughts surged into Su Muxue’s defenseless consciousness like a bursting flood!

“Ah!”

She groaned, feeling the scene before her eyes change drastically!

It was no longer a dim cave, but... a vast and boundless starry sky!

Countless stars shone, and a towering and magnificent Divine Palace floated in the depths of the starry sky, radiating a light that illuminated the ages. Countless powerful Cultivators with starlight flowing over them lived and worked there in peace, comprehending the Great Dao.

However, in the next moment, the scene changed abruptly!

Pitch-black filth surged from the corners of the starry sky like a tide, eroding the stars and polluting the radiance. A tragic battle broke out within the Divine Palace as former comrades-in-arms turned against each other. Betrayal, slaughter, screams of despair... She saw a figure clad in imperial robes whose face could not be seen, who at the last moment opened a flow of exile to the underground, casting a group of Cultivators regarded as “Sinful Descendants” into the endless darkness... She saw those exiled ones struggling to survive in the dark underground, establishing new gathering places, looking up day and night at the long-closed passage, hoping for the Imperial Sovereign to return and vindicate them... year after year the hopes were dashed, and hope bit by bit was extinguished. Resources were depleted, miasma eroded them, and companions fell one by one in despair or madness... Finally, only a silent, desolate valley remained, along with the injustice and warnings carved on the stone walls that would never be erased... The massive flow of information and strong emotional impact gave Su Muxue a splitting headache, her face as pale as paper, but she gritted her teeth and struggled to digest it all.

These... are the past of the Valley of Fallen Stars? Were these exiled ones... truly wronged?

That betrayer... her consciousness was suddenly pulled toward that scratched-out emblem on the mural!

The instant her mind touched that emblem—

A cold, evil intent, filled with endless greed and the desire for destruction, like a long-lurking venomous snake, suddenly lunged out from the residual mark of that emblem. Following her Divine Thought, it viciously bit toward the Core of her consciousness!

This was by no means the power of the Star Palace! This was the purest, most primordial evil of the soul-eroding miasma!

It had been lurking here all along, waiting for a curious pryer, waiting for... an opportunity for Rebirth through Possession!

Su Muxue’s pupils shrank; she wanted to cut off her Divine Thought but it was already too late! That evil intent was too fast and too sudden!

At this critical moment—

“Buzz!”

Lin Mo, who had been silently absorbing Stellar Power and dormant in repair, suddenly erupted with a strong gray-blue light from his light orb!

It wasn’t an attack, but... protection!

A thin barrier, yet one containing the absolute Nirvana True Meaning, instantly appeared before Su Muxue’s consciousness Core.

That evil intent crashed into the nirvana barrier and, as if meeting its nemesis, let out a sharp, distorted, and unwilling silent shriek, instantly freezing and decomposing, transformed into the most primitive “Nothingness,” completely dissipating.

The crisis was resolved.

Su Muxue snapped back to her senses, her back completely soaked in cold sweat, her heart pounding wildly with lingering fear.

Lin Mo’s light orb dimmed once more, as if that single action just now had exhausted the little power he had recently accumulated.

“Lin Mo...” Su Muxue’s voice was hoarse, filled with gratitude and worry.

She looked at the mural and emblem again, her eyes filled with unprecedented vigilance.

This place was both a land of hope and a deadly trap!

The legacy of the stars and the malice of the miasma poison coexisted!

They had to leave as soon as possible!

She looked at the still unconscious Nangong Xuan and the weak Lin Mo.

At least for now, they were temporarily out of life-threatening danger. And the residual Stellar Power here might help them recover faster.

She sat cross-legged, continuing to absorb Spirit Stones to recover while carefully guiding the Stellar Power, no longer daring to easily use her Divine Thought to investigate those murals, simply guarding silently.

Outside the cave, the desolate canyon remained dead silent.

But Su Muxue knew that the hunt from Dark Flame City would never stop. More dangers were surely approaching.

She had to recover her strength as quickly as possible; she had to find a true way out for her Senior Brother and Lin Mo before the next wave of crisis arrived.

Her gaze involuntarily turned toward the darkness in the depths of the cave once more.

The direction guided by the murals... deeper into the Valley of Fallen Stars... what would be hidden there?

Would it be more legacies, or... deeper despair?