Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 231: The Way of Survival 2.0

Lin Yu's voice carried the excitement of someone seeing through the opponent's final card. "This shows the formation's 'fear' towards you is still stuck at the mundane stage. It dug up your fear of 'losing family,' but hasn't yet fully linked that fear to 'the cruelty of the cultivation world.' Deep in your subconscious, the greatest threat still comes from secular power and wealth, not high-level cultivators. This is good news, meaning it couldn't dig out the deepest secret about me in your soul."

Su Ming's heart tightened, and he fell into thoughtful silence.

"So how did you finally get out?" Lin Yu asked. "Who did you think of? Your father and mother? Or..."

"No specific person," Su Ming replied bluntly. "At that moment, I just felt that sense of 'being arranged' was utterly disgusting. I wanted to control my own fate, not be a puppet on strings. Whether it's perfect wealth and honor, or brutal destruction, as long as it's fake, I'll smash it to pieces."

Silence reigned in the Consciousness Sea for a moment.

After a long while, Lin Yu finally let out a long sigh, his tone carrying a mix of relief and complexity. "The Dao heart is initially formed, self-awareness awakened. Disciple, you passed this trial with more backbone than I imagined."

"However..."

Lin Yu's tone shifted instantly, becoming serious and full of calculation. "Our previous 'Way of Survival' needs an upgrade."

"An upgrade?" Su Ming was puzzled.

"Yes. Before, we were 'rats in the gutter,' focusing on staying invisible to everyone. But now, you've earned an 'A+,' and you were singled out by that Questioning Heart Elder. Trying to pretend to be invisible anymore is impossible."Lin Yu conjured up the gesture of pushing up imaginary glasses within the Consciousness Sea. "This Questioning Heart Forest is essentially a super-large 'user profile generator.'

The first stage uses the perfect illusion to make you relax—that's 'data collection.'

The second stage, when you discover the flaws, it patches them with logic—that's 'dynamic game theory testing.'

The third stage, when fear descends, that's 'stress threshold testing.' It's not trying to kill you, but to see your rebound coefficient in a desperate situation."

path is not a cage.' Now, in the eyes of the sect's higher-ups, you've transformed from 'ordinary expendable material' into a 'rare specimen.' Especially that Questioning Heart Elder. The way he looked at you was like

down his

a crisis,

gone. "Our Way of Survival is officially upgrading to Version 2.0—'The Visible Way of

is the Visible Way

roots and securing the foundation, leaning against a big

through the vanity of the mortal world and strengthened your resolve for the Dao. As

the 'standardization fanatic,' the 'formation path otaku'! From now on, you need to display a fanatical pursuit for the order and efficiency of formations. This 'tech nerd' persona

this is the most important

need to use the Repair Hall to tie the interests of the Alchemy Hall, the Vessel Hall, and even the Spiritual Plant Garden—even if just a little bit—to your chariot. Make everyone feel that although this kid Su Ming is just an outer sect disciple, without him, many things

called—making others unable to do without you is the greatest

to his master's analysis, Su Ming's originally somewhat tense heartstrings gradually relaxed, and his

of goodwill, and slowly plan for the future." Su Ming silently recited these sixteen words in

Zhang Lie over there is looking this way,

opened his

had deepened, and formation-powered lamps lit

ignored the various gazes cast his way, and walked directly towards

"Elder Zhang."

the mist's flow outside the forest had a subtle lag compared to the external celestial timing and earthly qi. Dare I ask, Elder, for maintaining the stability of this Questioning Heart Forest illusion formation, was a principle similar

gathering the formation flags,

Su Ming up and down as if examining a formation plate

dumbfounded. Having just escaped such a mind-grinding illusion, ordinary people would either be spiritually exhausted or filled with endless

Lie stared at Su Ming for several breaths. The muscles on his usually stern and rigid face seemed

Suppression Art,'" Zhang Lie's voice was still hard as iron, but he unusually added half an explanation. "If you're curious, go to the Scripture Depository and look up the seventh