Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 255: Apology

The evening glow dyed the Repair Hall's backyard a warm orange hue. The air carried the scent of dry earth and the faint, charred aroma of spiritual materials.

Under the old locust tree in the yard, Su Ming was bent over, holding a carving knife in his hand. He pointed at a small formation plate on the stone table before him, explaining in a low voice to Zhang Asheng beside him.

"Asheng, look at the Li Position of this 'Constant Temperature Formation Plate'. The output of fire elemental power isn't always better when it's greater." Su Ming's tone was steady. His carving knife lightly traced an extremely fine loop at the edge of a formation line. "Too rigid and it becomes brittle; too hot and it becomes unstable. You need to add a 'reflux line' here, letting the excess heat cycle back to the formation's core to create a self-sustaining loop. It's like... leaving a vent when boiling water, understand?"

Zhang Asheng was listening intently, sweat beading on his forehead, but his eyes shone with intense focus. He nodded repeatedly. "Hall Master, I understand! It's about not letting the fire energy suffocate inside!"

Just then, the courtyard gate was gently knocked.

The knocking was neither hurried nor slow, yet it carried a steady, rhythmic quality, completely different from the usual urgent knocks of outer sect disciples rushing to get their magical implements repaired.

Su Ming's brow lifted slightly. He set down his carving knife, signaled for Zhang Asheng to step back for now, then stood up and went to open the door.

The latch slid open, revealing a face that was familiar yet somehow slightly unfamiliar.

The visitor wore white robes, the hem stained with a bit of dust—the mark of a long journey.

He carried a longsword on his back. His features were still handsome, but the arrogance and flamboyance that once marked his brow had lessened, replaced by a layer of weathered composure.It was none other than Formation Peak's genius, Luo Feng.

"Junior Brother Su, my apologies for the disturbance."

stood outside the gate, his gaze settling on

jade box in his hand. Instead of stepping directly in, he gave a slight bow,

was momentarily taken aback. He stepped aside to make way, clasping his hands in greeting. "Senior Brother Luo, what brings you to say such a thing? Please,

cup of clear tea. The steam from the hot tea wafted up gently in the

a year ago, Elder Qingquan mentioned that after your outer sect assessment, he wished to invite you to Emerald Wave Pond for a meeting. At the time, I confidently promised I

dawned on Su

busy with the Repair Hall's expansion and his own cultivation, and hadn't

that Luo Feng would specially visit his door to apologize for it showed

gentle smile. "In cultivation, time holds little meaning; several months are but the snap of a finger. Moreover, I see you are travel-worn. Your aura,

eyes are

on the table and sighed softly. "Just before your assessment, I accepted an urgent sect mission—to refine

truly perilous place, perpetually shrouded in Yin and baleful energy. Even Foundation Establishment cultivators dared

his eyes. "That node was experiencing violent Yin energy disturbances, urgently requiring a set of core formation plates for a 'Nine Palaces Soul Locking Formation' to suppress it. This formation concerned the safety of all living beings within a hundred-mile radius. I had no choice but to devote myself entirely, entering

I entered that seclusion,

turned solemn. He stood up and offered Luo

righteousness. I, Su Ming, am merely an outer

Su Ming spoke were utterly sincere. Although he cultivated the "Way of Survival," that did not hinder his respect for those who truly had a sense of

his Consciousness Sea, Lin Yu clicked his tongue in admiration. "Well said, watertight. It both praises the other party and makes you seem magnanimous. Disciple, your social etiquette

open expression, the knot of unease in Luo Feng's heart also dissipated

the jade box on the table towards Su