The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Arc 21: Breaking Through Nascent Soul Stage | Chapter 402: Nascent Soul

In the depths of the cave dwelling, Xu Ziqing sat cross-legged.

He opened his eyes, each containing a swirling green light, as pure wood energy surged around him as if gathering the essence of all the trees in heaven and earth, possessing infinite vitality.

In front of him, five water orbs floated, arranged in a star shape.

These represented the five types of Yang Extreme Divine Water, corresponding to the elements of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.

Xu Ziqing chanted a spell and raised two fingers, positioning them near his lips.

A green radiance constantly brewed at his fingertips, growing from shallow to rich, transforming into a peculiar brilliance that contained endless wood principles.

It was pure and refined, intensely vibrant, almost as if burning.

Then, he pointed with one finger and shouted, “Hah!”

The green light burst forth, transforming into five slender threads, each connecting to one of the water orbs.

Immediately, the water orbs began to attract each other, continuously converging in the center, but there was also a strong sense of repulsion, struggling against each other.

Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on Xu Ziqing’s forehead. Yet he did not stop; the brilliance at his fingertips grew more intense, and the green threads became more resilient—like an explosion of several times the power, pulling the five water orbs together!

“Bang! Bang!”

With a loud crack, the water orbs suddenly collided, spinning together incessantly.

Suddenly, they formed a perfectly round water ball.

Xu Ziqing’s expression became serious; this was the most critical moment, requiring utmost concentration and vigilance.

He spread his fingers, twisting the slender threads, then quickly contracted and flicked his fingers, as if following a peculiar rhythm.

Slowly, within the water ball, a violent impact seemed to occur, producing continuous thunderous sounds, and then it exploded—“Crack!”

Finally, it stabilized.

At this moment, what appeared before Xu Ziqing was a water ball about the size of a fist.

Its color was transparent, yet at a glance, it seemed to shimmer and radiate countless lights.

Seeing this stable water ball, Xu Ziqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Zhenyi Divine Water had finally merged.

He clasped his hands together, and within his palms appeared an extremely tiny seed-like object.

This object was nearly invisible to the naked eye, with a dull color and a withered appearance, evidently lacking vitality—had Xu Ziqing not nurtured it constantly, it might not have even taken this form.

Undoubtedly, this was the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

After waiting for many years, Xu Ziqing had finally gathered the divine water and was ready to eliminate this bottleneck.

He summoned the Sumeru Mustard Seed and immediately pulled with his fingertip!

In an instant, the Zhenyi Divine Water flew straight toward the Sumeru Mustard Seed and collided with it!

The Sumeru Mustard Seed was instantly enveloped by the divine water, unable to escape, while the surface of the divine water erupted with brilliant light.

Xu Ziqing chanted the spell again, causing the divine water to surge violently. He could see the Sumeru Mustard Seed greedily absorbing the divine water, and the water ball formed by the divine water began to shrink little by little.

At the same time, he had other matters to attend to.

The Sumeru Mustard Seed was an ancient divine object, distinctly different from other heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and integrating it into the dantian was not an easy task.

Xu Ziqing bit his fingertip, quickly squeezing out three drops of heart’s blood, instantly paling.

A cultivator’s blood is originally scarce, especially blood from the heart, which is the essence of blood; a person typically has only a few drops. Now, in order to open the Zifu Small Universe and subdue the Sumeru Mustard Seed, Xu Ziqing had to use this most profound connection. Otherwise, if he did not establish a deep bond with the seed, he would likely fail in his endeavor.

As the heart’s blood flowed out, it resembled three small pellets, immediately bursting into the water ball and striking the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

The Sumeru Mustard Seed was initially sucking in the divine water, and in an instant, it also drew in the heart’s blood. Xu Ziqing continued to chant, simultaneously executing countless spells that all merged into the mustard seed!

In the next moment, a red glow emerged on the Sumeru Mustard Seed, and for an instant, it seemed to have some kind of connection with him.

Xu Ziqing felt a surge of joy in his heart; it had worked! He then focused his mind, causing the Sumeru Mustard Seed to absorb the divine water even more rapidly. After a few more breaths, it had completely absorbed it! The moment the divine water vanished, the Sumeru Mustard Seed shot back and landed in his palm.

Xu Ziqing opened his hand to look; now, this mustard seed was a light yellow all over, its color rich and full. It appeared simple and unadorned, but upon closer inspection, one could perceive some indescribable profundity within it, making it hard to look away, as if it were drawing in his very soul. He took a deep breath and pressed his palm against his dantian.

Pain, excruciating pain!

The Sumeru Mustard Seed pierced into the dantian like a steel spike.

There were originally so many seeds and countless thoughts in the dantian, but when they collided with the Sumeru Mustard Seed, they could not withstand the force and all collapsed.

Only the deeply rooted Rongjin suddenly emerged!

The thoughts of the Sumeru Mustard Seed clashed with those of Rongjin!

One was an ancient fierce object, while the other was comparable to a divine object. One exuded a murderous aura, slaughtering endlessly; the other was nurturing principles, capable of transforming space.

The thoughts intertwined, competing fiercely, refusing to yield.

At this moment, Xu Ziqing’s consciousness merged in. He separately comforted and approached Rongjin, guiding the Sumeru Mustard Seed to gradually compromise with Rongjin’s thoughts under Xu Ziqing’s influence.

Finally, with a flick of Xu Ziqing’s fingers, he pressed down on the dantian and pulled upward—

The Sumeru Mustard Seed immediately surged towards the Zifu, suddenly expanding within the sea of consciousness! Contract!

A tremendous murderous aura erupted, transforming into countless sharp blades that surged into the Zifu along with the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

Xu Ziqing felt as if his head would split; it was as if sharp instruments were continuously slicing and digging within his sea of consciousness, forcing open a space!

Uncertain how long he endured, the Sumeru Mustard Seed continued to shrink and expand. With each cycle, it grew significantly larger, as if it were being inflated repeatedly, seeming to reach a limit where a qualitative change would occur, causing earth-shattering transformations.

At the same time, the endless murderous aura released by Rongjin transformed into a rolling torrent, continuously crashing into the Zifu.

Xu Ziqing gritted his teeth and endured, as if undergoing torturous punishment.

It seemed he could not hold on any longer…

At that moment, past scenes flashed through his mind like frames of a film, endlessly cycling.

In his previous life, this life, loved ones, and… shixiong.

The dear ones, the companions on the path, the souls intertwined with his.

Some were still waiting for him on the immortal path to join hands; how could he give up here!

Xu Ziqing felt a surge of pent-up frustration in his chest, and suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a clear howl.

The frustration was expelled, and the Sumeru Mustard Seed in his sea of consciousness expanded to its limit, ultimately bursting apart!

It sounded like a thunderclap.

At that moment, the Sumeru Mustard Seed finally transformed into a space, forcibly opening up the Zifu.

More murderous aura seemed to find a place to go, filling that space and causing it to continually expand, becoming broader and more immense.

The entire space was also filled with this murderous aura.

The pain in Xu Ziqing’s body diminished significantly. He gritted his teeth and endured, then pointed at where Rongjin was located, continuing to draw it upward.

Rongjin was extremely obedient, following the murderous aura upwards, instantly bursting into the Zifu and taking root within that small universe.

It was as if all the secondary and subsidiary seeds were drawn along by this bloodthirsty demon vine, moving upwards and entering the Zifu.

At the same time, many of the seeds that Xu Ziqing had yet to merge into his dantian leaped out on their own. Under the operation of the legendary techniques, they all burrowed into the small universe—transforming into countless secondary woods.

Over the years, Xu Ziqing had collected no fewer than ten thousand types of seeds, and now they were all absorbed into the Zifu, taking root in the small primordial cosmos.

This not only established a tighter connection with him but also increased their power immensely.

However, at the same time, with the dantian empty, the Golden Core began to spin rapidly.

Xu Ziqing took out a vial of elixir, poured out a few pills, and consumed them. With a wave of his hand, he released a first-grade spiritual vein, directly incorporating it into the small primordial cosmos!

Then, he closed his eyes.

In the next moment, the inner world was fully exposed to his consciousness.

Xu Ziqing could clearly “see” that within the dantian, with every rotation of the Golden Core, it expanded a circle.

If the original Golden Core resembled a pearl, by the time his realm had reached the peak of the late Golden Core stage, it had already grown to the size of a plum.

Now, the Golden Core was growing even larger, continuously absorbing true essence and expanding further.

Within the small universe, the spiritual energy of the first-grade spiritual vein was extremely rich, making the internal spiritual energy of the universe thick as milk, forming something like a white, fluffy substance, resembling wisps of white smoke, swirling endlessly.

Countless seeds of the myriad woods madly absorbed spiritual energy, sprouting, breaking through the earth, and growing, their branches lush with leaves, teeming with vitality.

At that moment, a mysterious ambiance appeared in the air, as if there were infinite depths and expanses, yet also contained indescribable profundity.

The world laws of the Sumeru Mustard Seed manifested!

This law, through the principle of the small containing the large, transformed the mustard seed into a vast space. If the space had a spirit, it could harmonize this law with its own path, forming a grand world.

It evolved into a true realm of spirits.

The ten thousand woods transformed into ten thousand spirits; Xu Ziqing’s path of cultivation undoubtedly could succeed…

He took a deep breath, feeling as if he were submerged in spiritual water.

Xu Ziqing was located at the convergence of spiritual veins on this mountain peak. His small universe had a first-grade spiritual vein nourishing the ten thousand woods, while his own cultivation level rapidly absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy.

Countless spiritual energies gathered together, becoming so dense they were almost sticky, all pouring into him from above, directly into his dantian—the small universe transforming as if it were another space, unaffected by external influences.

The Golden Core grew increasingly large. Within Xu Ziqing’s sea of consciousness, the three souls and seven spirits had all transformed into primordial spirits. At that moment, the primordial spirit emitted a faint green light, like a connecting thread projecting down from the sea of consciousness, illuminating the Golden Core.

At this moment, Xu Ziqing experienced an extremely profound feeling.

The Golden Core was a living entity; the primordial spirit and the Golden Core were like two aspects of himself, sharing the same source yet appearing as one person.

Under the continuous guidance of the primordial spirit, the Golden Core gradually grew until it reached the size of a fist.

At this point, it began to solidify continuously, eventually seeming to contract and expand.

Within it, it seemed to nurture a life, pulsating like a heartbeat with a “thump-thump” sound.

Xu Ziqing understood that the Golden Core was about to burst.

And when the Golden Core burst, it would be the moment of the Nascent Soul’s formation.

However, this stage was not so easy to overcome.

If his foundation were insufficient, the Golden Core might not burst, and if the opportunity passed, the formation of the Nascent Soul would naturally fail.

At this moment, he needed even more spiritual energy, and he also had to adjust his condition to its best, waiting for the dan fire to emerge and the Golden Core to open!

Translator: Lynn

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