Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 118: Blood-Specked Cliff

Three days.

A full three days.

Su Ming did not know how he had survived.

On the first day, following Lin Yu’s intermittent guidance, he ran frantically through the dense forest.

The stabbing pain in his chest made every breath feel like a blade.

Broken ribs had even pierced into his lungs.

He could only rely on the faint life force of the Greenwood Longevity Art to barely keep a breath, mechanically forcing his legs to move.

“Left…that patch of thorns…crawl in…they’ll mask your scent…”

Lin Yu’s voice was broken and intermittent, as if it might cut off at any moment.

Without hesitation, Su Ming plunged into the bristling thicket.Sharp barbs tore his skin, shredded his clothes, left streaks of blood, yet he did not feel pain.

The agony in his chest had already drowned out everything.

That night he hid in a tree hollow excavated by a wild boar, chilled to the bone and shivering.

The Greenwood Longevity Art’s life force could only barely keep him from dying, it could not heal such grievous injuries.

He felt his life slipping away bit by bit.

“Master…Master, are you still there?” he called with a faint thread of consciousness.

“…I’m…here…”

Lin Yu’s voice was no louder than a mosquito.

“Don’t…give up…the old bastard…he’s hurt worse than you…killing intent entered his body…he won’t last long…we’re competing…to see who can endure longer…”

On the second day, the pursuit continued.

Zhao Qianshan was like a mad dog that had scented blood, hanging doggedly on his trail.

His condition was terrible, the killing intent repeatedly erupting inside him, forcing him to stop often to circulate his energy and suppress it.

That gave Su Ming chances to catch his breath.

Several times Su Ming heard, not far behind, Zhao Qianshan’s suppressed, painful heavy breathing.

He hid in a pit filled with rotting leaves, held his breath, and watched with wide eyes as Zhao Qianshan’s mud-stained boots passed a few feet above his head.

that moment, his heart

marks into the cliff face with his

showing off! He’s trying to intimidate you!” Lin Yu’s voice carried a thread of

the same time he’s guiding you toward a

Ming stopped beside a mountain stream,

in

the marsh favors him more,” Su Ming

he can lock onto you easily, use spiritual energy to pull you out, then…crush you,” Lin Yu said.

the water…the brook can…wash

Yu gave another

and leaped into an ice-cold mountain creek,

water restored a sliver of feeling to his nearly numb body and

He could not die.

would happen to his

he died, what would happen to his family thousands

to survive

Su

not a grain and

vision went black in waves, and several times

had also

had

and more, and his tracking became

At dusk.

Ming was tripped by a protruding tree root and fell hard on a slope, unable to

his last

his head and stared at the blood-red setting sun, a hint of despair

Was this the end?

“Disciple…don’t move…”

voice suddenly became a little

too…this

guidance, Su Ming painfully lifted

slope where he’d fallen was

a millstone-sized boulder was barely held by several thick tree

formed in Su

the ground, picked up a sharp stone,

movements were

eyes had

do you

venomous voice sounded from

Qianshan, leaning on a tree, had finally caught

bottom, the wound on his chest still oozing dark blood,

life…and every secret on you…will be

upward