Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 310: The Veteran's Spine

Steward Zheng Tieshou sprayed a mouthful of spittle onto the faces of those three. "Coming here to pick a fight with a bunch of deliberately broken junk, only to get utterly humiliated on the spot! My face has been thoroughly shamed by you blockheads!"

The tall apprentice covered his buttocks, head hung low, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After scolding his disciples, Zheng Tieshou turned his face towards Su Ming, his expression instantly turning amiable and pleasant.

"Brother Su, that was a brilliant move!"

Zheng Tieshou rubbed his large, calloused hands together. "I've asked you before to come to the Vessel Hall for an exchange, but you always refused. Today's incident is due to my lax discipline. Alright, as an apology, come to the Vessel Hall, and you can pick any materials you want!"

Within the Consciousness Sea, Lin Yu shouted, "Disciple! Agree! Agree quickly! Hopefully the Vessel Hall has some Void Stone!"

Su Ming's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly.

"Steward Zheng, you exaggerate."

Su Ming set down the teacup, a signature, simple and honest smile appearing on his face. "Since the steward extends such a warm invitation, it would be ungrateful for this disciple to refuse again. Coincidentally, I've recently become quite interested in spatial formations. I'll have to trouble the steward for guidance then."

"Of course! Of course!"Zheng Tieshou laughed heartily, dragging those three dejected apprentices out with him. "Come tomorrow! I'll save the best furnace for you!"

Only after that noisy group had walked far away did Zhao Tiji sidle over, looking at the still-glowing formation plate on the table with clicks of admiration.

"Brother Su, your skill is truly miraculous." Zhao Tiji gave a thumbs-up. "Did you see the looks on those brats' faces? Like they'd swallowed flies."

Su Ming smiled slightly, saying nothing.

Zhao Tiji pointed at the standard-issue black iron shield facing him.

"This damn thing is a real burden."

a tombstone on your back. Last time when that Wind Jackal pounced, I could have dodged sideways and given it a hammer blow, but this shield dragged me down, nearly wrenching my lower back. This isn't protective gear; it's

"You should be grateful. This 'Black Tortoise Shield' might be clumsy and heavy, but the 'Solid Armor Formation' on it is the real deal. If you'd had a lighter leather shield, that last claw swipe wouldn't have just

wrist, his face full of displeasure. "If it were thirty percent lighter, I could pound the shit out of those

Ming instantly understood that Zhao Tiji was too embarrassed to ask

I take a

a lump of iron. Those bastards at the Vessel Hall only know how to pile on materials, they don't give a damn about whether it's comfortable for us to

slightly heavy in his hand, roughly sixty *jin*. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it wasn't much,

activate 'Observation Micro

light flickered

shield's surface became clearly visible. It was a standard "Solid Armor Formation." The spiritual energy lines were bold, thick, and heavy. All the nodes were like rigid,

defensive power while completely sacrificing flexibility. It's like strapping a security door to your arm; all the impact force has to be absorbed by the

Su Ming asked in

lines is too troublesome, and it easily gives those Vessel Hall guys an excuse to accuse you of damaging public property." Lin Yu yawned. "Change your approach. Since this shield is too 'dead,' then add something 'alive' to it. Remember the non-Newtonian fluid principle I taught

Ming's eyes lit

fished out a blank talisman paper from his storage pouch, along with that bottle of "Azure Thunder Sand" slurry that wasn't

Ming silent for a long time, Zhao Tiji thought he also looked down on this

Su Ming picked up the spirit brush, dipping its tip into the dark blue water-attribute spiritual energy. "The problem is it's too 'direct.' The force comes and goes straight, so

Tiji scratched

explain, raising the brush and setting

defensive talismans, but

maintaining a semi-fluid state. This was a little something Su Ming had recently devised by combining

it takes to drink a cup of tea, a talisman emitting a faint blue

a pond of spring water

over, his single eye full of curiosity. "Looks

the 'Flexible Water

to the inside of the shield's handle, the spot where the arm bears

"Activate."