"Are you my mother?"
Her words had barely faded.
A figure appeared before her.
The woman was slender, dressed in a long, dark red gown. Her features bore a slight resemblance to Jocelyn Grant—she was a stunningly beautiful woman.
Seeing her, Jocelyn Grant knew at once that this was her birth mother, Eve Warren.
Tears welled in her eyes as she called out.
"Mother."
"Is that you? Mother."
When she was little, she had only heard that her mother had been taken away by family mbers, her whereabouts unknown. Back then, Jocelyn Grant had always believed that one day, she and her mother would be reunited. She never expected that after so many years, they would finally see each other again.
At the sight of Jocelyn Grant’s injuries, the woman’s eyes filled with heartache. Eve Warren reached out, wanting to caress her daughter’s face, but she couldn’t touch her.
"These ants from the Lower Realm... how dare they harm you like this."
Her face was a mask of fury as she spoke.
Seeing her daughter, Eve Warren’s face filled with self-reproach.
"My Jocelyn, you’ve suffered. Don’t you worry, Mother won’t let anyone who dared to harm you get away with it."
Jocelyn Grant was deeply moved.
’Is this what it feels like to have a mother’s protection?’
’It feels so good. I’m not alone anymore.’
Mother and daughter were reunited.
Jocelyn Grant, overco with emotion, stepped forward and reached out to embrace her. But her hands passed right through, unable to touch a physical form. The woman’s body was as if it didn’t exist.
Jocelyn Grant looked at her own hands, then back at her mother.
"Mother... what’s happening? Why can’t I touch you?"
Eve Warren spoke, "I’m sorry, Jocelyn. It’s a long and complicated story, too much to explain in a mont. What you’re seeing is just an illusion, a wisp of my Divine Sense that I left on you, not my actual self."
Jocelyn Grant looked at her. "Mother, where are you? How can I find you?"
’That’s right.’
’Just now, didn’t Mother ntion the Upper Realm?’
"Mother, what did you an when you ntioned the Upper Realm just now? You’re not from here, are you?"
’Could it be that my mother has so other identity I don’t know about?’
At this thought,
Jocelyn Grant grew nervous.
Her mother began to speak.
"That’s right, I’m not from your world. Jocelyn, the Cultivation World you live in is just one small place among thousands of worlds. Your world is considered a Lower Realm. I live in the Immortal Domain. People from the Lower Realm co here after they transcend their tribulations and ascend."
"I am not from a Lower Realm. I stumbled into your world by accidentally entering a place called the Forbidden Land."
Hearing this,
Jocelyn Grant was shocked.
And a million thoughts raced through her mind.
She couldn’t help but ask.
"Mother, why didn’t you take with you?"
Jocelyn Grant felt a pang of resentnt toward her.
’If she had taken with her back then, I would have beco a prodigy of the Upper Realm, not left here to be bullied by everyone.’ The more she thought about it, the more miserable Jocelyn Grant felt, and the pain from her wounds seed to intensify.
As these thoughts filled her mind, Jocelyn Grant’s tears began to fall.
"Mother, did you abandon ?"
As she spoke, the woman opposite her also burst into tears.
"No, that’s not it! How could I ever abandon you? Jocelyn, I didn’t leave you behind on purpose. The Space Treasure I carried back then only recognizes my family’s bloodline. Your bloodline hadn’t been activated yet, so I couldn’t take you. On top of that, my family was under attack by a powerful enemy at the ti. I thought it would be safest for you to stay behind."
’So that’s how it was.’
’Mother did it for my own good.’
Thinking this, Jocelyn Grant said softly, "It’s okay. I don’t bla you, Mother. I know you were just trying to do what was best for . No matter what, I’ve finally waited for you. Mother is finally here to get . I’ll never be separated from you again."
Hearing this, the phantom’s expression stiffened, and she looked troubled. "Child, I’m only taking this chance to see you. The Immortal Domain has restrictions, and the rules are very strict right now. People from the Upper Realm cannot descend to the Lower Realms. With my current Cultivation, I can’t bring you back yet. But as long as you focus on your Cultivation and improve, the day you transcend your tribulation and ascend will be the day we are reunited."
Hearing this,
Jocelyn Grant’s face froze.
’She’s not here to get .’
’Transcend the tribulation and ascend.’
’How long will that take?’
She was only at the paltry Early Golden Core Stage. Could she really wait that long?
"Mother, I want to be with you. I don’t want to wait anymore. Isn’t there any way you can take up there."
The figure shook her head slightly.
Eve Warren shook her head slightly.
"I miss you dearly too, Jocelyn. Though I can’t co down to the Lower Realm to get you, I can activate the bloodline within you. It will allow your Cultivation to advance a thousand miles in a single day. I can sense that you are currently in the Early Golden Core Stage. Once you activate your bloodline, with the power of our family’s lineage, you can break through directly to the Nascent Soul Stage."
"When that ti cos, as long as you cultivate diligently, in due ti, those ants from the Lower Realm will only be fit to be trampled under your feet."
Jocelyn Grant’s spirits lifted at once.
"Mother, are you telling the truth? I can break through directly to the Nascent Soul Stage?"
’If that happens, Celeste Grant will be no match for anymore.’
The thought thrilled Jocelyn Grant. She could already picture the scene of herself trampling Celeste Grant underfoot.
’I won’t spare a single one of the people who humiliated .’
She was ecstatic.
An irrepressible smile spread across her face.
"Please, Mother, activate my bloodline for ."
The woman standing opposite her nodded slightly.
"Alright. Jocelyn, co forward."
Jocelyn Grant stepped forward.
She watched as the phantom opposite her raised a hand and flicked a finger. A drop of blood flew out and sank into her forehead.
In that sa instant, the figure before Jocelyn Grant dissolved into specks of light and slowly faded from view.
Jocelyn Grant reached out her hand.
"Mother... don’t go."
"Jocelyn, Mother will be waiting for you in the Upper Realm."
Everything seed to happen in an instant.
And just like that, Jocelyn Grant was still in the mine tunnel.
She was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Nature’s spiritual energy from all around surged directly into her body. Jocelyn Grant’s Cultivation, which had been sealed for three months, was restored. Not only that, she felt an intense heat spreading through her body as her ridians and bones were being strengthened.
It was the power of her bloodline. The bloodline power within her had awakened.
At that mont, the phantom image of a soaring serpent appeared around Jocelyn Grant.
’Is this my bloodline power? It’s so strong, so strong.’
’I can feel my Cultivation rising constantly. This is amazing!’
’Celeste Grant, just you wait.’
anwhile, outside in the South Mountain Mines where she was, storm clouds gathered overhead, and thunder crackled across the sky. Nature’s spiritual energy converged on her location, creating a purplish-red celestial phenonon.
This was clearly a major event, the kind of treatnt reserved for a protagonist. Who else could cause such a massive stir?
At this mont, not far away in the sky,
Celeste Grant stood hovering in the air.
She looked up at the place where the tribulation was taking place.
’This aura... it’s Jocelyn Grant’s. That woman is actually about to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.’
Celeste Grant frowned slightly. The South Mountain Mines. ’The book never ntioned any special encounters here. I threw her in here to dig ores, and she manages to dig up a Nascent Soul?’
She placed a hand on her hip.
And cursed in anger.
"Fuck... Hax! This is total hax! Author, you fucking hack, get out here! Could you be any more biased?"
In the Cultivation World, outsiders cannot interfere when a Cultivator is undergoing a tribulation. To do so would be seen as showing contempt for the Heavenly Dao. So, even if she wanted to kill her, she would have to wait for the Heavenly Tribulation to pass.
Perhaps it was because she was so incensed,
Celeste Grant also felt a strange change in her own body. The next mont, she felt nature’s spiritual energy begin to surge into her.
Seeing this,
Celeste Grant was stunned for a mont, then she laughed.
’I’m breaking through too. Just in ti.’
’A Nascent Soul, huh?’
’Big deal! I can be one too!’
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