Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 39: Junk or Treasure

Su Ming carried the water bucket, pacing back and forth in the courtyard, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes squatting, sometimes standing up. He gradually immersed himself in this feeling of extreme control over his body, never tiring of it.

After playing around for a good while, he finally set the bucket down. The curiosity in his heart ultimately overpowered his fascination with his newfound strength.

He rubbed his hands together, feeling a bit embarrassed as he asked in his mind, "Master, you old... you said earlier that this ring itself is a pocket dimension?"

Lin Yu thought to himself, "Here it comes, here it comes, the regular program. I knew this kid couldn't hold back."

Lin Yu sighed, adopting a tone of helplessness that seemed to say, "Why is this child so interested in these external material things?" "So what if it is?"

"Then... then inside that pocket dimension... are there... lots of treasures?" Su Ming's voice was filled with a young person's yearning for treasure.

Lin Yu thought to himself, "Treasures? The real treasures are all in my head! Apart from a pile of junk left behind who knows how many years ago, this ring contains nothing but a resentment bomb that could explode at any moment. Which one do you want?"

"Hmph." Lin Yu snorted coldly. "Shortsighted! What constitutes a treasure? Divine weapons and sharp blades will eventually be damaged one day; miraculous elixirs and medicines also have their time of depletion. Only one's own personal strength is the true, eternal, indestructible treasure! You haven't even stepped through the gate of cultivation yet, and you're already thinking about these side paths and crooked ways. How will you ever ascend to the Great Dao in the future?"

This scolding immediately made Su Ming's face flush red.

"Disciple... disciple understands his mistake.""Forget it." Seeing that the reprimand had been sufficient, Lin Yu's tone softened again. "Your curiosity is a natural human tendency. This master will let you broaden your horizons, lest you become confused and led astray by the trivial tricks of the outside world in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming's vision suddenly blurred.

He seemed to "see" a gray, hazy space, not large, about the size of a few rooms. Within the space, a few items floated scattered about—exactly those things Lin Yu had inventoried earlier.

"Look carefully." Lin Yu's voice seemed to become the narration for this space.

One image was magnified. It showed several dull, almost spirit energy-depleted stones.

the mixed, impure energy freely floating between heaven and earth." Lin Yu paused, his tone carrying obvious disdain. "However, these few... their spirit energy is almost completely exhausted, not even enough to stuff between your teeth. For you to use them, you probably wouldn't even hear a

thought to himself, "Poor! Really dirt poor! The previous owner was too stingy, leaving behind an inheritance not

broken sword. Only half of the blade and an ancient, simple

turned serious. "Never mind you, even a cultivator with some achievements might have their mind eroded by the baleful aura if they touch it carelessly.

ill from just one touch. Must hide it well, in case he digs it out someday to use as

the scene settled on the three quietly resting jade

inheritance jade slips, recording techniques and knowledge." Lin Yu's voice held a trace of gravity. "Two of them are protected by powerful restrictions. Even this master currently lacks the power

an advanced product that needs a beginner's tutorial, but the disciple is starting from an illiterate foundation. Don't dare

technique. But..." Lin Yu's tone shifted. "The very beginning requires drawing energy into the body, visualizing green wood, communicating with the Essence of Yi Wood... The crucial points within are such that a tiny deviation leads to a huge error. You currently can't even recognize all the characters yet, and your mind is not settled. If you attempt to cultivate it forcefully without a protector to

and Su Ming's mind returned

slightest bit of contempt in his heart. Instead, he was filled with

energy, a baleful broken sword, mysterious yet unreachable jade slips... These things that his master spoke of as

things, for you right now, are either useless or harmful. Your only path is to be down-to-earth, first study books to understand principles,

taught!" Su Ming bowed

also teaching him the principles

or lying down, you must always maintain the 'Concealing Qi and Returning to Origin' state. When you

"Yes, Master."

Ming respectfully acknowledged, then turned

body being light. The moonlight stretched his shadow long, yet his footsteps falling on the ground

...

day, just as

from his meditative state. He had not slept last night but had sat

'Aura Concealment Art' all night had not tired him. Instead, he felt full of energy, refreshed and clear-headed. The small "point of light" in his Dantian also seemed

pushed open the door. The cool

grunting and puffing as he chopped firewood. Beads of sweat covered his bronze skin, glistening in the morning light. His solid muscles rippled with each movement, full of

behind him, watching quietly, his footsteps as light as a

log, straightened up, took a breath, wiped the