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

105: Chapter 105: The Dao Within the Mortal World and the Glimmer of StarlightThe violent sensation of spatial tearing receded like a tide, replaced by a near-emptiness and a bone-deep, excruciating pain.

Nangong Xuan’s eyes snapped open. What greeted him was not the expected Cultivation Sect or perilous terrain, but a low ceiling of withered, yellow thatch. The air carried the faint scent of medicinal herbs and firewood, and... an extremely uncomfortable, almost exhausted, thin trace of Spiritual Qi.

The poverty of Spiritual Qi here was even worse than in the Nirvana Wasteland, almost indistinguishable from a Spirit-Severed Land!

He instinctively tried to circulate his Cultivation Technique, but was horrified to find the Golden Core within his Dantian was dim and lusterless, covered in a web of fine cracks like porcelain about to shatter, unable to muster even a wisp of spiritual power. His Meridians were shattered inch by inch, the pain unbearable. His Divine Soul was also severely injured, groggy and feeling like it would split apart.

He was alive, but his Golden Core cultivation was completely ruined! He was even worse off than a healthy Mortal.

Intense weakness and despair instantly overwhelmed him. But the next moment, he sharply turned his gaze beside him.

Su Muxue lay on a simple wooden plank bed next to him, still unconscious. Her face was pale and translucent, her breathing so faint it was almost imperceptible. Her condition was worse. Forcibly deploying an incomplete Domain, then enduring the tearing of the Rainbow Passage and the spatial explosion, the Origin of her Taiyin Immortal Body was severely damaged, her life force hanging by a thread.

And Lin Mo... Lin Mo’s sphere of light was gone!

Nangong Xuan’s heart clenched violently. He struggled to sit up, but the movement aggravated his injuries, the pain nearly causing him to black out again.

”Oh! You’re awake? Don’t move, don’t move!” A somewhat aged and anxious voice came.

The door curtain was pushed aside, and an old woman wearing coarse linen clothes, with graying hair and a kindly face, hurried in carrying an earthenware bowl. Seeing Nangong Xuan trying to rise, she quickly set the bowl down and stepped forward to gently press him back.

”Child, you’re too badly hurt, you mustn’t move recklessly! Your wife too, oh dear, what a calamity... falling from such a high cliff. It’s truly a blessing from the Mountain God that you got your lives back...” The old woman chattered on, using a clean piece of coarse cloth dipped in the warm herbal liquid from the bowl to carefully wipe the cold sweat seeping from Nangong Xuan’s forehead.

Cliff? Falling?

Nangong Xuan instantly understood—this was the reason the Mortal family that saved them had concocted on their own. His Divine Sense was damaged; he hadn’t even detected someone approaching.

”Th... thank you for saving us, Granny...” His voice was hoarse and dry, like a broken gong. ”There was... with us... a sphere of light...” He gestured with difficulty, his heart in his throat.

”Sphere of light?” The old woman was taken aback, then understood. ”Oh! You mean that shiny stone egg? It’s here, it’s here. Your wife has been clutching it tightly in her hand, wouldn’t let go, so I didn’t touch it. It looked quite peculiar, but it’s not shiny at all now, all black. I thought it was a lump of black iron.”

As she spoke, she pointed to Su Muxue’s tightly clenched hands.

Nangong Xuan laboriously turned his head. Sure enough, he saw Su Muxue’s hands tightly clasped over her chest. Between her fingers peeked a corner of a dull, lusterless sphere that looked like ordinary iron. There was no energy fluctuation, not even the cracks from before were visible, as if it had truly turned into a lump of stubborn iron.

The nirvana star core... after Nirvana, had it returned to such a state of pristine simplicity? Or was it... because the Spiritual Qi here was exhausted, unable to manifest its divinity?

Nangong Xuan felt slightly relieved, but his worry deepened. Lin Mo had clearly fallen into an extremely deep dormancy, Su Muxue was severely injured and unconscious, and his own cultivation was ruined... This was undoubtedly the most desperate moment since they had embarked on the path of cultivation.

”Granny... where is this place?” he asked weakly.