Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat - Chapter 663

Chapter 663: The Nether Jade Awakens

Starfall Caelum spoke at length, yet Ethan seemed to hear only those words. His eyes widened instantly.

He knew that Evelyn could already perform the full Mercer Thirteen Needles.

“Son, don’t think about it. The Mercer Thirteen Needles aren’t a cure-all. I’ve endured it once already. Besides, this time… my heart is gone! Evelyn’s parents were cursed because they used the Mercer Thirteen Needles. They died… tragically. I owe them two lives.”

Starfall knew exactly what Ethan was planning. He moved quickly, interrupting him, trying to stop him before he could act.

Ethan’s face darkened at his father’s words. He stayed silent, focusing intently as he cast Rejuvenation, Healing Touch, and other restorative spells, over and over.

Regis watched from the side, worry etched across his face. Dragon Child hesitated, torn between stopping Ethan and letting him continue. She could see the strain on him—his frantic spellcasting was draining his Energy Pool at an alarming rate. If he continued, exhaustion would inevitably claim him.

Biting her lip, she stepped forward and channeled a water-element healing spell into Starfall. Ethan threw her a grateful glance, silently acknowledging her help.

“Screech! Screech! Woooo!”

The alarm in the City of the Whale Fall blared again, slicing through the tense atmosphere.

“Let me in!”

Following the alarm, a familiar voice echoed from outside.

Ethan and Starfall froze, their heads snapping toward the main gate. Beyond the shimmering water barrier, a translucent figure hovered, her expression full of worry.

“Mom…?”

“June…!”

The two voices cried out at the same time. Starfall, who had been seated on the ground, scrambled to his feet.

The men exchanged a quick glance. Starfall was surprised Ethan recognized his mother, while Ethan felt certainty that the man before him was indeed his father. A spark of hope lit in his eyes.

His mother was the Lord of the Underworld. If she had come here, she must have a way to save his father.

The Merfolk King, who had been watching nearby with Princess Star, raised a hand. The light barrier rippled, and the translucent figure outside flashed into the City of the Whale Fall. He waved the Merfolk guards away, who had now tensed for action.

Ethan helped Starfall steady himself. The older man stumbled forward, rushing to meet her. The Dragon Child quickly moved to the other side, supporting Starfall’s arm and joining Ethan in channeling healing spells.

June, Ethan’s mother—moved toward them with incredible speed.

Ethan frowned, unease prickling in his chest. She wasn’t fully corporeal. This wasn’t her physical body but a Second Avatar, a Soul Sense manifestation. His heart sank. The hope he had felt might be misplaced. Why had she come like this?

“Starfall…”

Finally, father and mother met.

“June…”

Their hands clasped, a strange connection forming between the physical body and the Second Avatar. It shouldn’t have been possible, yet at that moment, they touched.

“Where have you been all these years?” Starfall asked first, his voice tight with restrained emotion.

“You… so this is how you survived! No wonder… no wonder… I searched for you endlessly but couldn’t sense your aura! If I hadn’t felt you this time…” June’s face shifted between sorrow and joy.

Ethan realized that if she were in her physical form, she would be weeping uncontrollably.

“I…” Starfall began, but Ethan interrupted, unable to contain himself.

“Mom… er… D-d-dad!”

The words tumbled out awkwardly, the title foreign on his tongue, nearly phonetic.

Both parents turned toward him. Starfall’s eyes brightened when he heard it. Seeing his father on the verge of tears of joy, Ethan felt a wave of embarrassment and quickly moved on.

“Mom, do you have any ideas?” he asked, cutting straight to the point.

June shook her head.

“Even if my main body came… I wouldn’t be able to help,” she said, her voice trembling with grief.

Ethan’s heart sank. It felt as though the ground beneath him had vanished.

“Wait…”

Suddenly, June reached into her chest and drew out a piece of jade. The moment it appeared, Ethan froze. That jade, its deep black-green glow, its cold aura—he knew it.

“Isn’t that…? Why do you have it?”

He remembered everything from the Gates of the Underworld—how he had taken the Nether Jade, how it later transferred to Lyla. And now, somehow, it was in his mother’s hands.

“No time to explain,” June said urgently. “You’ll understand later. She said this might be useful. Hurry, figure out how to use it!”

Ethan stared at the floating Nether Jade, hesitation flickering in his eyes. He glanced at Starfall, then at the gaping wound in his father’s chest. The thought came unbidden—to use the jade there, to replace what was lost.

Starfall immediately caught his intent and recoiled.

“Don’t even think about it! I’ve got another half-hour left, don’t waste this!” he said sharply, gripping June’s hand with visible frustration.

Ethan exhaled, forcing himself to steady. Only then did he reach out and take the Nether Jade.

It settled weightlessly into his palm.

Boom…

A violent shock slammed into his mind. His vision blurred as if the world had been struck by a massive hammer. His knees buckled, and the flow of his healing spells shattered. The green glow around him flickered and died. His Tree Form vanished.

Blood trickled from his eyes, nose, and mouth.

“Ethan!”

The others shouted, panic spreading.

He waved a shaky hand, signaling them to stay back. His breathing steadied, and he focused inward, pulling his Soul Sense into his Mindscape to see what had gone wrong.

Inside, chaos awaited him.

A colossal object was hurtling straight toward him, aiming to smash into his Gate of Ascension.

Crash!

The impact shook his entire Mindscape. The air rippled and cracked like glass.

Outside, his physical body convulsed. Blood ran freely from his face.

“What the hell…” he muttered inside his own mind, trying to keep his focus.

His Soul Sense body had been struck hard, slammed against the Gate of Ascension like a rag doll. It flattened, paper-thin, before slowly floating down to the island at the center of his Mindscape’s lake.

Gritting his teeth, Ethan forced his Soul Sense to expand again, reforming his shape. Pain shot through every fiber of his being.

“It’s coming again…”

A shadow loomed above him. The same massive object was descending once more.

Now he recognized it. It was the enormous crate he had found beneath the Shatterstar mech and the Blazing Qilin corpse in the Spirit Realm.

“What the… why is it moving? Is it trying to break through my Gate of Ascension? To escape?”

Panic tightened in his chest. His Mindscape was shaking apart, fractures running through the once-stable world.

That crate—it had once fallen with the Shatterstar mech during a superluminal crash in the void, before both had plunged into the Spirit Realm’s world. Ethan had nearly torn his soul apart pulling it into his Mindscape for safekeeping.

So why was it rebelling now?

Could it be because of the Nether Jade?

Wait. He remembered something. The crate had no seams, no lid, no way to open it. But on one side of its vast surface, there was a small indentation—just the size of a pigeon egg.

And the shape of that indentation was exactly…