Another Dimensional Immortal Cultivation Tale: The Divine Doctor Against the Heavens

Chapter 265: The Mystery of the Ancestral Tomb and the Father in the Blood Sacrifice Array

The decaying leaves crackled and popped underfoot, and Yunhai clutched the jade pendant he held tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. The Yun family ancestral graves before him were three feet shorter than he remembered, and the four characters on the tombstone, "First Examiner Yun Zhan," were stained with black blood—written by his father the day before his disappearance with a wolf-hair brush dipped in cinnabar, which had now turned purplish-black, like congealed blood.

"This muddy smell..." Lin Yihai suddenly gagged. A bolt of lightning swept across the base of the tombstone, "It smells exactly like the dirt under Ling Yu's fingernails!" His lightning cast eerie shadows on the moss, the patterns of which formed the "Ambush from Ten Sides" formation from Sun Tzu's *Art of War*. Yunhai suddenly remembered the scene when she was ten years old, when her father taught her to recognize formations, and Lin Xiaowan was grinding ink beside her, the scent of ink from the inkstone mingling with the fragrance of the pear-scented tent.

The War God Sword of the Sea and Sky suddenly hummed, its tip pointing towards the third row of tombstones: "A heartbeat can be heard." The sound was fainter than a mosquito's buzz, yet it made Yunhai's eardrums ache. She bit her fingertip, and a drop of blood dripped onto the Mysterious Maiden pattern on the top of the tombstone, hissing as it rose into the air—that was the "blood sacrifice recognizing its master" reaction recorded in the *Thousand Gold Prescriptions*. The ground suddenly cracked open, revealing a bronze staircase extending downwards, each step engraved with the birth dates and times of women from the Yun family throughout the ages, with faint dark red scratches visible beneath the moss.

"Wait!" Xiaoqian suddenly grabbed her, and a laser ruler popped out from the wheelchair's mechanical arm. "The step's weight limit is 37 kilograms; exceeding that will trigger the crossbow bolt." The holographic screen displayed a triangular arrowhead in a hidden compartment, its arrowhead gleaming peacock blue—the very neurotoxin Yunhai had developed three years ago, deadly upon contact with blood.

Yunhai gazed at the steps engraved with "Yunhai, Year of Wuchen, Month of Guihai," and suddenly recalled the year she was five, when her father carried her and counted the steps: "Hai'er, remember, the ninth step must be the lotus pattern..." She tiptoed towards the third patch of moss, the pattern on her shoe coinciding with the Xuan Nu eye pattern on the stone steps. With a click, the stone steps suddenly sank, and crossbow bolts grazed past her temples, corroding the stone wall and emitting wisps of smoke. The smell was strikingly similar to the formaldehyde in Lin Xiaowan's laboratory.

"The Detoxification Chapter of *Qianjin Fang*!" She flicked out a silver needle infused with licorice juice, and the instant it struck the arrowhead, her father's message appeared on the stone wall: "Hai'er, turn right onto the third brick, press... Taichong acupoint... Location..." His voice was tinged with a suppressed cough, accompanied by the clatter of chains dragging on the ground. Yunhai's fingers traced the crack in the brick, finding the recessed acupoint diagram—the very foot reflexology area her father had taught her.

The bronze door to the right-turn passage slowly opened, and a wave of putrid stench washed over Yunhai, whose pupils constricted sharply—bound to a bronze pillar in the center of the tomb lay his father, his body riddled with silver needles! The needles were positioned at the "Nine Deaths Resurrection Points" described in the *Huangdi Neijing* (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic), their ends attached to black crystals, drawing his blood. Tiny bubbles floated on the crystal's surface; with each burst, a new strand of his father's white hair appeared.

"Dad!" Yunhai rushed forward, but was repelled by the invisible barrier. The protective mirror suddenly became hot, reflecting the Guiguzi runes on the barrier—"A linked array, with the gates of life and death intertwined." Haitian's War God Sword struck the barrier, scattering black sparks: "Twelve totem poles, corresponding to twelve medical books." The sword reflected the nearest totem, engraved with "Mandala" from the Compendium of Materia Medica.

"The Gate of Life is in the Chapter on Poisonous Herbs!" Yunhai suddenly remembered that the third volume of the *Compendium of Materia Medica* in her father's study was always locked, and there were her baby teeth marks on the title page. She rushed to the totem engraved with "Datura" and used a silver needle to prick the "anesthetic acupoint"—an acupoint that Lin Xiaowan had taught her when she was twelve. At the same time, Lin Yihai's lightning struck the "Yongquan acupoint" of the "Heartbreak Grass" totem, and his screams, mixed with his father's coughs, echoed in the tomb.

The moment the barrier shattered, her father's chains suddenly came to life, wrapping around Yunhai's ankles. She then noticed that her father's pupils had turned black, and the cloud-like patterns on his neck were consuming the light of the jade pendant. "Hai'er... quick..." He vomited black blood, staining the back of Yunhai's hand, revealing the coordinates of the Time and Space Administration—the very location of the delivery room where she was born.

"Use Mafeisan!" Xiaoqian suddenly shouted. The scanner on the wheelchair showed her father's pulse: "Slow pulse, three beats per breath, the 'corpse syncope' from the 'Thousand Gold Prescriptions'!" Yunhai trembled as she took out a silver needle, but just as she was inserting it into the "Renzhong acupoint," her father suddenly bit her wrist, black gas seeping from between his teeth: "Lin Xiaowan... is waiting for you..." The force was just like the strength her father used when she was seven years old and had a high fever, when he fed her medicine.

The tomb's ceiling suddenly collapsed, revealing the core of spacetime—the very jade pendant Yunhai was born with! Floating around the core were jade pendants belonging to women of the Yun family throughout history, each engraved with the character "Hai" and bearing varying degrees of serrations along its edges. Lin Xiaowan's laughter echoed from all directions: "My dear sister, are you surprised? Your father's chaotic bloodline is the key to activating the core." In the projection, she held a portrait of Yunhai as an infant, the back of which read: "Daughter of Yun Zhan, container of chaos."

"So that's how it is..." Yunhai's tears fell onto the core, and suddenly she saw a vision: her father held her in his arms, stuffed half a jade pendant into her mouth, turned and walked into the crevice, his clothes covered with mud from the cliff edge; Lin Xiaowan knelt before her father, took the protective mirror: "Teacher, I will protect the Chaos Bloodline for you..." The reflection in the mirror was the jade pendant with the character "Hai" around her neck, which was still in her arms.

Suddenly, the core resonated, and the Immortal Healer's Lotus Seal and the War God's Rune merged, transforming into a golden scalpel. She heard Xie Huai's voice echoing deep within her soul: "Only by using your own body as medicine can you save the world." The moment the core was cut open, blood splattered everywhere, each drop condensing in the air into characters from the *Qing Nang Secret Record*. She saw Lin Xiaowan standing at the other end of the rift, holding an infant. The jade pendant around the infant's neck was clearly engraved with the word "War"—it was her father's jade pendant!

"Dad..." Yunhai's tears, mingled with blood, dripped onto her father's palm. His pupils suddenly cleared, his fingertips brushing against the mole on the back of her neck: "Hai'er, your blood... can cure all poisons..." Before he could finish speaking, the chains tightened, dragging him into the core. In her last glance, the cloud patterns on his neck formed the three words: "Live on."

In the instant before the spacetime core exploded, Yunhai grasped the infant—the vessel embodying her chaotic bloodline. The infant opened its eyes, its pupils reflecting the memories of generations of Yun family women: her great-grandmother jumping into the well clutching a jade pendant, her grandmother hemorrhaging in the delivery room, her mother's smile before falling off the cliff...

&34；原来我们一直在轮回......&34； 小倩的声音带着哭腔，扫描仪显示时空波动正在重置。林逸海突然指着裂隙：&34；看！&34； 林小婉站在光门里，身边站着穿着古代官服的父亲，两人颈间的玉佩拼成 &34；混沌&34； 二字。

Yunhai gripped the baby's hand tightly and discovered that the lines on her palm were a floor plan of the Yun family's ancestral tomb. The last wisp of energy from the core surged into her body, the Healing Immortal Lotus Seal turned blood-red, and cracks appeared in the War God Runes—signs of the backlash from the Chaos Bloodline.

"Next stop, the delivery room." Hai Tian gripped her hand tightly, the War God Sword pointing towards the depths of the rift, where the cries of a baby could be heard, mingled with Lin Xiaowan's laughter: "Welcome to the birthplace of the first director of the Time and Space Administration..."