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

Nangong Xuan’s heart shook. Revered Sword Slayer Ling Jueyu? He had never heard this title before, but one who could bear the title ”Zun” likely possessed power far surpassing Soul Transformation! And what they were fighting was actually the vanguard of the dark side, an entity called the ”Gold-Devouring Demon Nest”?

He continued reading. ”...The Demon Nest was bizarre, adept at devouring Metal Qi, transforming all weapons for its own use, and even capable of corrupting Sword Hearts, inciting Heart Demons... After nine days and nights of bitter battle, swords broke and men perished, less than one in ten remained... However, the Demon Nest was also severely wounded. Its Core, the ’Gold-Devouring King Bug,’ was heavily injured by my life-bound Sword Soul, falling into dormancy, lurking deep within the gorge...”

Reading this, Nangong Xuan suddenly understood. So this Jijian Valley, originally named Zangjian Gorge, was actually an ancient battlefield where Human Race Sword Cultivators fought a bloody battle against the dark side’s vanguard! The Sword Evil Qi covering the mountains and fields, those countless lingering Sword Intents, were not naturally formed, but were the combined manifestations of the unwilling Sword Intent and Evil Qi of the three thousand Sword Cultivators who died in that battle! Even in death, their remnant thoughts transformed into battle souls, guarding this place, preventing that ”Gold-Devouring Demon Nest” from advancing eastward!

And that pure Sword Intent... Nangong Xuan abruptly looked up at the broken sword atop the Sword Tomb. ”...My body burned with Sword Soul, my lamp exhausted of oil, I finally repelled the King Bug... But my Sword Heart was corrupted, my Dao foundation collapsed, beyond saving... I leave this broken body and my sword ’slaying dragon’ to guard this tomb, firstly to warn latercomers, secondly... to await a destined one. If one can gain the recognition of ’slaying dragon’s’ remnant intent, they may learn the method to completely destroy the King Bug and end this great calamity... Latercomer, be cautious! Be cautious!”

The text ended abruptly here, the final strokes even somewhat scattered, clearly inscribed when the writer was at the end of his strength.

The immense amount of information left Nangong Xuan silent for a long while. He hadn’t expected Jijian Valley to conceal such a stirring yet horrifying ancient secret. the dark side’s erosion was far earlier and more terrifying than imagined. And that so-called ”Gold-Devouring Demon Nest” and its Core, the ”Gold-Devouring King Bug,” were actually dormant in the deepest parts of this gorge! If the Wood Spirit Clan’s ”Withering Breath” was the dark side’s erosion of the Law of Life, then this ”Gold-Devouring Demon Nest” was the corruption and devouring of the Metal element, of weaponry, of the sword path!

The Sacred Luo Ancient Tree’s sensing was correct. The next star key was indeed related to this place, but its existence was likely also inextricably linked to suppressing that Gold-Devouring Demon Nest!

And the key to obtaining the star key seemed to lie right before him, in the remains of this ancient sword named ”slaying dragon”!

”slaying dragon... recognition...” Nangong Xuan murmured to himself, his gaze refocusing on the broken sword.

He took a deep breath, leaped up, and landed lightly atop the Sword Tomb, arriving before the ancient sword ”slaying dragon.”

Up close, he could better sense the tragedy and unyielding spirit of this sword. The hideous cracks were shocking to behold, the dark red rust like dried blood. Yet, even shattered to this extent, it still stood tall, the remnant sharpness within it seeming ready to deliver one final slash at any moment.

Nangong Xuan slowly extended a finger, dark-gold Dao patterns swirling at its tip, cautiously reaching towards the sword hilt. He didn’t intend to draw the sword, but rather to use his own Nirvana Sword Intent to touch and sense the remnant ”slaying dragon” Sword Intent.

Just as his fingertip was about to make contact with the hilt—

Hum!!!

The ancient sword ”slaying dragon” suddenly shook violently! From the massive crack that nearly split it in two, a dazzling, pure white light of ultimate brilliance erupted!

A vast, ancient Sword Intent, filled with endless grief and unwillingness, surged like a bursting flood through Nangong Xuan’s finger and violently rushed into his Sea of Consciousness!