Chapter 130 Happy Birthday Song, An Unexpected Person

Chapter 130: An Unexpected Birthday Song

The Ninja's cockpit door hissed open, welcoming Yu Xing inside.

Clutching her sword, Yu Xing squeezed into the cockpit. Only then did her strength finally give way—the Sword of the Lake clattered to the floor as she collapsed to her knees, trembling uncontrollably.

Cold. So cold. Bone-chillingly cold...

She wrapped her arms around herself, feeling as if her very soul was freezing solid. Yet, her body remained warm, and the reflection of her face on the display screen even showed a rosy complexion.

This was a cold that emanated from the soul.

This was what Xiao Li had warned her about—the Sword of the Lake’s erosion. Used as a mere chopping blade, it was just an ordinary sword, and not even a particularly good one. But once the magical power sealed within it was unleashed, the frost dragon’s malevolent spirit would begin to corrupt the wielder.

The agony of this corruption was so severe that even Xiao Li, a Grand Mage, dared not wield the Sword of the Lake lightly, let alone Yu Xing, an ordinary person.

After struggling to regain her composure, Yu Xing shakily rose to check on her grandmother.

Her grandmother lay quietly in the cockpit, just as before—unharmed. Yu Xing carefully examined her and let out a sigh of relief.

Through the mech's screen, Yu Xing observed the situation outside.

After the earlier battle, nearly all the Divine Chosen had lost their combat capabilities, including the Level 6 Fire God Chosen. The weapons deployed around the mech had also been destroyed by Yu Xing's lightning strike, "Thunderbolt Shatters Darkness." This was her best chance to flee—if she didn’t leave now, reinforcements would arrive, and she’d be trapped.

Even though her body still trembled uncontrollably, Yu Xing forced herself to steer the mech and prepare to leave Seven Cities.

Amid the ruins, the mech's limbs and head extended from its shell.

It was already evening, and the crimson sunset bathed the metallic sheen of the Ninja. The mech's left arm braced against the ground as it half-knelt, pushing itself up.

This scene left a lasting impression on everyone present—after a fierce battle, the towering mech stood amidst the ruins, its shadow stretching long under the setting sun.

Miao Nianzhen closed her eyes. Everything had moved too quickly—Yu Xing had arrived too quickly.

If she had truly been given three days, she would never have given Yu Xing any chance. It had been too rushed—only one Level 6 Saint had arrived. If there had been one more, Yu Xing would have had no chance of escape.

But it wasn’t over yet. Miao Nianzhen stared at the giant robot ahead.

She knew nothing about machinery and had never seen a robot with such insane defenses. But she knew one thing—all robots consumed energy, and energy would eventually run out. She could have Seven Cities’ military continuously barrage the mech, suppressing it, preventing it from leaving, until its energy was completely drained. Then, Yu Xing would have no way to escape.

Thinking this, Miao Nianzhen raised her hand.

Just as she was about to contact the military, the shadow beneath her feet suddenly twisted and writhed as if alive. She felt something grab her ankle, and a tremendous force dragged her down, sending her crashing to the ground.

She lay splayed on the ground, horrified. Though she didn’t understand what had happened, her first instinct was to get up and contact the military.

But then she realized—she couldn’t move. She lay on her back, locked in place.

Bai Qinghe noticed this and approached her. "Minister Miao, what’s wrong?"

After taking only a few steps, he suddenly halted. He saw Miao Nianzhen’s shadow come alive, binding her tightly to the ground.

At that moment, the Ninja took off. The shockwave from its launch kicked up a storm of dust as the mech soared over the high walls of District B, climbing higher and higher until it pierced the clouds, flying beyond Seven Cities.

Bai Qinghe watched, his emotions in turmoil. But there were more pressing matters at hand—he had no time for reflection.

Immediately, he clasped his hands together, summoning holy light to illuminate the sinister shadow restraining Miao Nianzhen.

When the light touched the shadow, it twisted violently. Then, from the flat, seemingly two-dimensional darkness, an eye opened.

The eye rolled suspiciously before locking onto Bai Qinghe’s gaze.

In that eye, Bai Qinghe saw taunting malice. The next second, Miao Nianzhen’s shadow returned to normal, and she lurched upright.

"What just happened?" Miao Nianzhen asked, shaken, as she looked behind her.

Bai Qinghe scanned the surroundings. Under the sunset, shadows loomed everywhere—the sinister shadow from before seemed like an illusion.

Yu Xing piloted the Ninja out of Seven Cities, eventually landing in a hidden valley between two mountains outside the walls. The valley was concealed, littered with boulders and sparse vegetation, making it relatively safe.

By now, night had fallen, and two moons—one white, one purple—shone in the sky.

Clad in her ragged Celestial Serpent Robe, Yu Xing carried her grandmother out of the Ninja.

She laid her grandmother gently on the ground and checked her condition again. There was no improvement, no worsening either—aside from a few tiny green shoots growing from her fingernails, nothing had changed.

Yu Xing knew that all other injuries were minor. The most urgent matter now was removing the seed inside her grandmother’s body.

But even the Federation Research Center had no solution for this, leaving Yu Xing stumped. Fortunately, she had the Transmigrator Exchange Forum—she could seek help from other worlds.

Yu Xing started a livestream, showing her grandmother’s condition to the forum members.

The moment the transmigrators saw the broadcast, they poured into the chat. At the sight of Yu Xing’s state, they were stunned.

[Username]: Damn! What happened to you, Heartthrob?

[Username]: This is brutal—even the Celestial Serpent Robe is shredded to pieces.

[Username]: Heartthrob looks a mess.

[Username]: Who’s that? Heartthrob’s grandma?

[Username]: Nice! Looks like you succeeded in rescuing her~

"Good evening, everyone," Yu Xing said, leaning closer to show her grandmother. "I’ve managed to save my grandmother, but now it seems she’s fused with the seed of the giant tree. The technology in our world can’t separate them. I was wondering if any of you have a solution..."

As she explained her grandmother’s condition, she displayed her on the stream.

The transmigrators in the chat had been in their worlds far longer than Yu Xing, and some were even from cultivation worlds, making them incredibly knowledgeable. After carefully observing her grandmother, they shared their conclusions.

[Username]: In our magic world, this would require a highly intricate ritual to separate foreign substances from the body. There’s no other way.

[Username]: From what I understand of Heartthrob’s world’s tech level, if they say the seed has totally integrated with her grandmother, it’s not just a case of the seed growing inside her. I think it’s more like the seed’s genetic material has completely fused with human DNA, so your grandma isn’t purely human anymore.

[Username]: Kids these days aren’t pure, let alone grandmas.

[Username]: Did the person above even understand what was said?

[Username]: If not human, then what is she?

[Username]: Grandma is now... a human-plant hybrid.

[Username]: Oof, brutal...

Yu Xing frowned as she read the comments. "Genetic fusion? That sounds complicated. Do any of you have a solution?"

[Username]: If this were our cultivation world, it’d be easy—with enough spiritual power, we could purify her essence and purge anything unwanted.

[Username]: All this back-and-forth, you all have solutions but none can actually help the Beloved. You can't go to her world, and she can't send her grandmother over, so it's all just hot air.

Seeing this, Yu Xing's heart dropped—was there really no way?

While she was still thinking, more green shoots sprouted from her grandmother's body.

[Username]: Looks like the seed is about to sprout.

[Username]: Beloved, you need to steel yourself.

[Username]: If nothing else works, you'll have to make a choice—either let the seed grow or destroy it...

[Username]: Holy shit, shut up! I feel like crying. The Beloved looks so heartbreaking.

[Username]: My shifu died the same way in my arms back then.

[Username]: Actually...

Watching her grandmother's condition, panic clawed at Yu Xing's throat. She had gone through so much to rescue her, only for her grandmother to still face death?

"Is there really no way?" Yu Xing looked at the stream chat. "Please, think of something."

The comments paused for a moment before Cultivator A-Yuan in the Immortal Realm spoke.

[Username]: Generally, there are no absolutely unsolvable problems—only temporarily unsolvable ones. Your helplessness now comes from not being strong enough yet. Each world's power system is different. Logically, as you grow stronger and gain more experience, solutions to seemingly impossible problems will emerge along the way.

[Username]: As you mortals say, this is called viewing problems with a developmental perspective.

[Username]: Beloved, don't lose hope if you can't save your grandmother now. I believe you'll find a way someday.

Before Yu Xing could respond, a chatter fired back, voicing her exact concern.

[Username]: A-Yuan, what good is your philosophizing? Even if the Beloved finds a solution later, what about now? Her grandmother is already sprouting!

[Username]: You shut your mouth! As if I don’t have eyes to see it too!

[Username]: Beloved, don’t worry. If I say you can save her later, I’ll make sure your grandmother holds on until then. Open the item transfer channel later—I’ll send you something.

[Username]: I can’t cure her, but I have a thousand-year ice core. It can freeze your grandmother, including the seed inside her. While frozen, all changes in her body will pause, as if time has stopped. When you find a cure someday, just remove the ice core. Though... it’s priceless, heh, you know how it is...

Reading this, Yu Xing finally calmed down.

She said, "Give me the ice core first. I’ll give you the pollution source as soon as I get it."

Then she cut the stream and exhaled deeply. Looking down at her unconscious grandmother, she felt her efforts had paid off.

Only now did she relax, and every injury screamed at once.

Just as she was about to open the item transfer channel for the thousand-year ice core, a system alert flashed.

*“Sorry, an unauthorized spectator is detected. Trading function temporarily disabled.”*

Yu Xing: "???"

What? An unauthorized spectator?

Shocked, her eyes darted around. "Who’s there?"

*"Crunch..."*

As she searched, footsteps sounded behind her.

Yu Xing spun around—someone was really there!

Turning, she saw the moon-dappled trees above the river valley. Under the moonlight, a figure stepped slowly from the trees.

Simple clothes, a slender frame, long fingers gently cradling a cake. A single candle burned atop it, its amber glow illuminating a strikingly handsome face—one that bore an uncanny resemblance to Yu Xing's.

"Happy birthday to you..."

"Happy birthday to you..."

A low, gravelly voice sang the birthday song. Yu Xing stared, her thoughts short-circuited.