Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 120: The Humiliation of the Cultivation World

A sensation of weightlessness instantly enveloped Su Ming’s whole body.

The howling gale tore wildly at his ears.

Sky and earth spun rapidly in his vision.

“Let go! You lunatic!”

Zhao Qianshan struggled frantically in midair, trying to fly, trying to steady himself.

But the moment he gathered spiritual energy, that black-red murderous aura in his chest, like a shark sensing blood, immediately lashed back, causing agonizing pain in his meridians and making his spiritual power collapse at once!

“Disciple! Well done!”

Lin Yu’s voice exploded in Su Ming’s mind!

“Now! Leave it to me!”

In the next instant, Lin Yu’s soul body, which had become utterly transparent, suddenly shot out of the Xuantian ring!He condensed all the remaining soul force he had into an invisible, razor-sharp cone!

“Old dog! Taste the soul force attack of Grandpa Lin!”

Lin Yu let out a soundless roar, and that cone of soul force stabbed mercilessly into Zhao Qianshan’s Consciousness Sea, which was already in chaos from the invading murderous aura!

“Ah—!”

Zhao Qianshan clutched his head and emitted a dreadful, agonized scream!

His Consciousness Sea felt as if a red-hot iron spike was being twisted violently inside; under such pain his eyes went black and he completely lost control of his body.

Su Ming only sensed that the legs he was holding stopped struggling in an instant.

He could no longer hold on; his vision dimmed and he lost consciousness completely.

Two figures traced a parabolic arc like two stones through the air, finally smashing down into the raging river below the cliff!

“Splash!”

A huge spray burst up, then fell back down.

The cold was bone-piercing, and that instant of frigidness cut through Su Ming’s body, snapping his nearly fainted mind clear for a moment.

The rushing water tore at Su Ming and Zhao Qianshan’s bodies.

He couldn’t let go!

Ming flipped his body and used every ounce of strength left to force Zhao Qianshan’s head deeply

“Gurgle…”

bubbles burst from Zhao Qianshan’s

rise

filled

frantically into his

the excruciating pain from the murderous aura eating

his eyes and watched the light above grow more

of cultivation

stepping onto the immortal

perhaps even a

But now…

like a mortal who could not swim, be alive

How absurd!

How laughable!

unwillingness drowned his last

mouth, intending a final curse, but only a string of

within Great Xing’s borders, ultimately stopped breathing in extreme pain and bitter

convulsions of

to press in

think… I’m

Ming’s consciousness slowly sank into

could no longer hold on; his arms

swept him and the now motionless corpse downstream into the

.......

riverbank was deathly

body paled from being soaked, the wound on his

instinct, drew in faint

lay twisted on the shore, eyes wide, his face frozen

accept that a Foundation Grand

the space beside the riverbank

“pff” sound, stumbling on their feet. They

failed to steady herself and sat down on the wet pebbles with a

patted his chest, and with a little-adult air said, “Junior Sister Mingyue, don’t be afraid. The Little Shift Talisman

her bottom and stood up, worried. “Senior Brother Qingfeng, are we

in seclusion. By the time he comes out we’ll be back. We’ll just say we went out

inhaled deeply. “Look, the river water here is so clear! The air smells like fresh earth, much

small hand into

pointed at the riverbank, a trace

the two motionless figures as well. He took Mingyue by the hand and led her over. “Don’t