Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 121: The Elixir Dissolved on the Tongue

Qingfeng’s gaze fixed on Su Ming’s plain, unremarkable finger.

The ring was jet black all over, without any markings; if tossed by the roadside it would be mistaken for an ordinary lump of iron.

But just now, when his spiritual awareness had skimmed over it, he had sensed an extremely subtle fluctuation.

“This is definitely not an ordinary storage ring!”

A wandering cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, wearing a high-tier storage magic artifact on his finger?

“Senior Brother! Senior Brother! What are you spacing out for?” Mingyue’s anxious voice snapped him out of his shock.

She squatted beside Su Ming, her small hand hovering above his nose, feeling that faint, nearly interrupted breath; her eyes were rimmed with red from worry.

“His qi is getting weaker and weaker. If we don’t save him now, he’ll die!”

“Save him?” Qingfeng came back to his senses, brow knotting into a frown, his gaze leaving the ring and falling on Su Ming’s pale face.

“Mingyue, wake up! We sneaked out! The life-saving elixirs Master gave us are only a few pills. If you give one to him, what if we encounter danger?”He pointed at Zhao Qianshan’s corpse and lowered his voice, “Dying alongside a Foundation Grand Perfection cultivator—this kid is trouble itself! Get involved with him and nothing good will come of it!”

“But… but Master said if you see someone dying and don’t save them, your Dao heart won’t be at peace.” Mingyue’s voice wavered with tears as she stared stubbornly at Qingfeng.

“Ugh, you…” Qingfeng was rendered speechless.

He dreaded this look from his junior sister; whenever she put on that tearful expression, his own principles felt like they were crumbling inch by inch.

“No way! Absolutely not!” Qingfeng steeled himself, grabbed Mingyue’s wrist and tried to drag her away.

“Saving a troublemaker is just endangering ourselves! Let’s go and pretend we were never here!”

“I won’t go!” Mingyue yanked her wrist free with a snap.

She crouched back down beside Su Ming like a little beast protecting its cub.

“If you want to leave, go! If he dies, I will be haunted by a heart demon forever and my cultivation will never advance!”

Seeing Qingfeng still unmoved, Mingyue’s eyes darted and she pulled out her trump card.

“Senior Brother Qingfeng, if you let him die, when I go back I’ll have to talk with Master about why one of the ‘Little Shift Talismans’ he made

Qingfeng’s face fell instantly.

fur bristled all over, and he hurriedly lunged to cover Mingyue’s

down!” He glanced around guiltily, fearing a

released her with gritted teeth, his

him, is that

fiercely at the unconscious Su Ming, as if the elixir inside his

finger and proposed them with a stern face, “We can save him, but once he wakes, he must answer for the origin of that ring and exactly who he is.

her tears into a smile

her brilliant smile, Qingfeng’s last bit of resistance evaporated; only resigned

took a small white jade bottle from his

off, an invigorating aroma of herbs,

like the words “my heart is

a pill that was entirely jade-green, radiating medicinal luster—the Cloud Hidden Sect’s secret healing elixir: the

for cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage, as long as there was still

didn’t you say

embarrassment crossed Qingfeng’s face; he forced calm and hummed, “Silly junior sister, when you’re out and about, who doesn’t hide a few prized things? This Hundred-Herb Revival Pill was something I barely won from Pill Refiner Senior Brother

winced, looking at the unconscious Su Ming and muttering under his breath, “This is

Qingfeng grumbled, pried open Su Ming’s mouth, and shoved the priceless

into a surging, warm, nourishing current that flooded

flowed through his body, rapidly replenishing and repairing the meridians that had been

gruesome wound on his chest stopped bleeding at a visibly noticeable pace, and the paper-white face slowly regained a trace of

a nearly extinguished breath settled into a steady, prolonged

is saved.” Qingfeng checked Su

pills is

at Su Ming’s steadier breathing and laughed happily, sincerely praising, “Senior Brother,

snorted and turned his head, his cheeks faintly

toward the other “trophy”

softness on his face vanished,

to Zhao Qianshan’s corpse with familiarity, not shying away as

his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and casually stuffed it into his own

quickly

“Transform!”

shouted and pointed