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

112: Chapter 112: The First Connection of the Star Veins and the Hopes of the RemnantsOnce the resolution was set, it had to be put into practice.

However, attempting to clear the ancient grand Formation—even just a billionth of it—was undoubtedly a fool’s dream for two people whose cultivation was completely lost and who relied solely on a sliver of special Dao Rhyme and physical Perception. They could not use spiritual power to engrave runes, nor could they use great might to clear the clogged nodes of the earth veins, let alone summon the Nine Heavens Starlight.

All they could rely on was their superficial understanding of Formation principles, Nangong Xuan’s precise Perception of minute energy flows after his tempering, Su Muxue’s special affinity with the star core and Stellar Power, and... the faint resonance of Lin Mo’s dormant star core, which still retained a sliver of instinct.

“If we cannot reshape it, we will guide it.” Nangong Xuan stared at the dim markings on the ground, his gaze as sharp as a sword, as if trying to see through them. “Although the earth veins are nearly exhausted, they are not completely dead; there are still extremely minute energies flowing like capillaries. Although the light of the stars is obscured by the strange force field and filthy clouds of this place, it is not entirely unable to descend. At the moments of dawn and dusk every day, there are still extremely tiny gaps.”

His finger pointed vaguely at several relatively intact foundational node markings determined through deduction: “We cannot repair the main body of the grand Formation, but we can try to use Divine Thought as a guide and Dao Rhyme as a bridge to lead the dust-like earth vein flows and the occasionally seeping Starlight between these remaining nodes, letting them operate according to the most basic trajectories. Even if we can only light up a sliver, connecting a few nodes to form the weakest cycle, it might be like clearing a clogged blood vessel, bringing a glimmer of life to the entire dying Formation.”

This was a project that required extreme precision and extreme patience.

The two sat cross-legged by the ancient well once again. Nangong Xuan pushed his Divine Sense to the limit, like the most precise probe, reaching deep underground to arduously capture the nearly stagnant, weak flow of earth vein energy and perceive the fluctuations of the extremely thin Starlight in the air.

Su Muxue communicated with the star core again, using it as a relay and amplifier to fuse her own Taiyin Star Power with Nangong Xuan’s Perception. Like drawing a detailed map, she constructed a microscopic network of the earth veins and Starlight in the area beneath their feet within her Sea of Consciousness.

“Three inches to the left, a foot and a half underground, the remaining earth vein essence is like a strand of hair, stagnant and unable to move.” “Received. At the Third mark of the hour of Chen, the sunlight initially contains Purple Qi, and the Star Power has not yet faded; there is a sliver that can be borrowed, with an angle seven points to the east.” “Guide the earth vein essence upward half an inch and connect it to the ’Auxiliary Pivot’ remnant marking.” “The Starlight has arrived, using Taiyin as a guide, inject it into the ’Auxiliary Pivot’ node to intersect with the earth vein...”

The two communicated rapidly through Divine Thought, their cooperation becoming increasingly seamless. Nangong Xuan was responsible for Perception and positioning, while Su Muxue was responsible for acting as a medium to guide that weak power.

Their ’tools’ were only their own Divine Thought and that bit of special Dao Rhyme and Star Power.

The process was suffocatingly slow. Guiding a sliver of earth vein essence might take several hours; drawing in a single thread of suitable Starlight might require waiting an entire day or even several days.

If there was the slightest error during this period, that minute power would dissipate, and all previous efforts would be wasted. Their Divine Souls also bore immense pressure, and several times they nearly fainted from overconsumption.

Granny Zhang and Er Niu watched them sitting as still as stone statues, sometimes with brows furrowed and sometimes with fingertips twitching. Although they did not understand the meaning of it, they knew the two were doing something extremely important, so they silently brought fresh water and simple meals every day, not daring to disturb them.

Days passed one by one. Black Stone Village remained deathly silent, and the numbness on the villagers’ faces did not diminish. The Starlight barrier over the ancient well remained, and the evil beneath the well seemed to be temporarily suppressed.

Until the evening of the seventh day.

When the last ray of sunset light passed through the clouds and happened to fall on a certain composite node on the well’s edge that Nangong Xuan and Su Muxue had repeatedly guided and cleared—

Buzz... an extremely faint but clearly audible humming sound came from underground.

On that composite node, a fragmented star marking suddenly lit up with a sliver of pure, stable azure Starlight, smaller than a grain of rice!

Although weak, it was no longer a fleeting phantom but was truly and clearly lit!

Immediately following, like a chain reaction, two other tiny nodes connected to it also flickered in succession. Although they failed to stay lit, an extremely weak flow of energy clearly passed through them!

It worked!

Although they had only lit a single ’grain of rice’ and cleared a short section of ’capillary,’ for this grand Formation that had been dormant for ages and was on the brink of collapse, it was like a faint electric shock injected before a heart stopped beating!

In an instant, Nangong Xuan and Su Muxue clearly felt that the ground beneath their feet seemed to ’come alive’ ever so slightly!

The flow of the Starlight barrier shrouding the ancient well seemed to speed up by a sliver, and its light seemed to solidify by an imperceptible amount. More importantly, they felt that the intent transmitted by the star core Lin Mo had transformed into, though still dormant, lacked the ’heaviness’ felt before and had gained an ineffable sliver of ’lightness’!

It was effective! Their method was actually effective!

Although the effect was minuscule, this undoubtedly proved that their path was correct!

Immense joy and a sense of achievement welled up in their hearts, dispelling the exhaustion of the past several days.

However, before they could carefully savor this joy—

Another change occurred!

With the flow of that sliver of earth vein energy and the lighting of the Starlight node, the ground of the entire Black Stone Village seemed to tremble gently!

It wasn’t the evil vibration of the ancient well’s disturbances, but a deep, heavy throb, as if a sleeping giant was turning over!

In the center of the village, on the walls of the sealed ancient well, many of those originally blurred ancient markings actually flickered with extremely faint flowing light at this moment, like a circuit being briefly connected, shimmering intermittently and outlining more fragmented Formation trajectories!

What was even more surprising was that the villagers in the village, whether they were busy working or sitting blankly at their doors, all stopped their movements at this moment. They subconsciously covered their chests or looked up toward the ancient well, their faces showing expressions that were bewildered yet somewhat comfortable.

The sense of fatigue and deathliness that had accumulated in their bodies for generations and reached deep into their bones seemed to be washed by that sliver of weak life energy flowing through the earth, lightening by a negligible amount!

Although the change was tiny, for those who had been in despair for a long time, this little bit of ’comfort’ was like a sweet rain after a long drought!

Granny Zhang looked at her hands in surprise, feeling that the heavy sense of powerlessness from the past seemed a bit lighter. Er Niu also blankly felt the changes in his body, his gaze involuntarily turning toward Nangong Xuan and Su Muxue, who were sitting in the courtyard.

Immediately after, the gazes of all the villagers converged on the small courtyard, onto those two people.

In their gazes, it was no longer the previous gratitude and awe, but an added, ineffable... expectation! It was as if they saw a true dawn in the darkness!

They did not understand what had happened, but the most instinctive feelings of their bodies told them that this change was related to these two mysterious young outsiders!

Nangong Xuan and Su Muxue also felt the change in the villagers’ gazes, and their hearts couldn’t help but tighten.

They hadn’t expected that merely clearing a sliver of the earth vein and lighting one node could cause such an obvious chain reaction, even benefiting the villagers of the entire village!

This made them rejoice, but it also made them feel even greater pressure.

Hope had been ignited, and the expectations they carried were now heavier.

Just then, through that briefly cleared flow of earth vein energy and using the star core as a bridge, a segment of even clearer fragmented information—which did not come from Lin Mo, but seemed to be imprinted deep within this land—poured into their Seas of Consciousness:

It was a scene of prosperity. Black Stone Village was not deathly silent as it was now, but was a guardian village established around a towering, soft Starlight-emitting branch of the Star Palace. The villagers were not Mortals, but descendants of the ’Night Watchmen’ with weak Star Bloodlines flowing in their bodies, responsible for guarding and assisting in the maintenance of the Seal here for generations. The scene shifted; the world changed drastically, the starry sky dimmed, the earth veins withered, and evil energy poured in. The Star Palace branch collapsed, and the powerful fell. The surviving Night Watchmen descendants used their lives as a price to forcibly reinforce the Seal, but they could not reverse the trend of the earth veins’ exhaustion. Their Bloodline power gradually degenerated and became dormant under the desperate environment and the erosion of evil energy, eventually turning them into the numb Mortals they were today, losing their past memories and mission, leaving only an instinctive fear of the ancient well and a fatigue deeply rooted in their Bloodlines. At the end of the information was a crude but clearly directed phantom map! The map started from the ancient well of Black Stone Village and meandered toward a certain place deep within the Black Stone Mountain Range, where a blurred star symbol was marked, with two ancient characters beside it: Ancestral Shrine.

The information ended there.

Nangong Xuan and Su Muxue were beyond shocked.

The villagers of Black Stone Village were actually descendants of the Night Watchmen?! There was once a branch of the Star Palace here?

And the ’Ancestral Shrine’ pointed to by the map, could it be... the sacrificial site of the Night Watchmen? Or rather, the remaining ruins of that collapsed branch?

Did more information about the Night Watchmen lineage lie hidden there? Would there be a way to leave this place? Or even... more definitive clues regarding the main star stele?

The path of hope seemed to extend a faint branch ahead of them.

The two looked at the villagers whose eyes had reignited with faint glimmers of expectation, then glanced at each other.

It seemed necessary for them to go deep into the Black Stone Mountain Range to find that ’Ancestral Shrine.’