Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 140: An Unexpected Joy

The days flowed slowly by in a monotonous, regular rhythm.

Su Ming used his own thin wisp of spiritual energy to wash over the Xuantian ring, over and over again, every single day.

He didn't know if this was useful, but he had to do it.

The vitality brought by the Greenwood Longevity Art, mixed with the residual medicinal power of that Hundred-Herb Revival Pill, continuously nourished the ring, and also nourished the master slumbering within it.

A month's time passed quietly.

One afternoon, as Su Ming had just returned from the Accounting Office, he saw two familiar small figures standing at the courtyard gate.

Qingfeng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, impatiently kicking pebbles on the ground with the tip of his foot.

Mingyue was squatting on the ground, curiously teasing a passing grasshopper.

"Su Ming! You're back!" Mingyue, sharp-eyed, was the first to spot him, waving happily.

Su Ming walked over, a faint smile appearing on his face.Over this past month, these two little ancestors had become regular visitors to Courtyard Ding-Qi.

They would always find some pretext, either "passing by" or "conducting an inspection," but in reality, they came to listen to Su Ming tell those stories of political intrigue from the mortal imperial court, or the strange tales and bizarre accounts from the Records of Southern Border Wonders.

"Senior Apprentice Brother Qingfeng, Senior Apprentice Sister Mingyue." Su Ming cupped his hands in salute.

"Enough, enough." Qingfeng waved his hand impatiently, but his eyes were sparkling, "Are you telling the 'Nine Princes' Fight for the Throne' story today? Last time you stopped right when the Fourth Prince and the Eighth Prince joined forces to set a trap for the Crown Prince, what happened next?"

Before Su Ming could open his mouth, the door to the North Room creaked open.

Manager Zhao walked out, his face wreathed in smiles, holding a plate of freshly washed spirit fruits.

"Oh my! Junior Uncle Qingfeng, Junior Aunt Mingyue! Why didn't you two inform me you were coming? I could have prepared some fine tea and snacks!"

The speed of his attitude change over this month had left even Zhang Meng utterly astonished.

Ever since learning that Su Ming was under the protection of these two "little junior uncles," Manager Zhao had completely dropped his airs. He now inquired daily about Su Ming's well-being, being extremely attentive and solicitous.

"Zhao Ping, your presence is not required here." Qingfeng's little face immediately adopted a stern expression, clearly enjoying the feeling of being flattered.

the fruit plate into Su Ming's hands,

he tactfully picked

back, secretly

world of cultivation, the ways of human relations and worldly affairs

at Su Ming's sleeve, urging him, "Hurry up and tell

on the stone table in the courtyard, and said, "The story can wait. Actually, I happen to have a matter I'd like to

concisely explained his predicament of studying formations but being unable to grasp

for some reason, I always fail to

lifted his little chin, putting on

"I understand this!"

cleared his throat, imitating the way the sect elders lectured, and

Dao of Formations is vast and profound! Its core lies in the three true words: 'Draw,'

your own use! If you can't draw it, it means

your drawn runes gather energy? It means your spiritual energy isn't

for slaughter or for protection!

was full of cogent arguments, delivered with

him, nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of

however, Su

very reasonable, but... they were all correct

theories in

Su Ming wanted wasn't theory; it was a method to solve

at Qingfeng's smug expression, Su Ming had

Brother's words are extremely insightful, they

Senior Apprentice Brother demonstrate for me how to precisely control spiritual energy, allowing it to

hit Qingfeng's weak

little face

"Spiritual energy control is a matter of slow, meticulous work! It can only be comprehended, not explained! Yes, only

isn't smooth today, not suitable for a demonstration! Another

grabbed Mingyue's hand and ran

the

fleeing figures, Su Ming could

Dao of Formations ultimately still depended on

to return to his room to continue that tedious practice of spiritual

out