Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 323: The Last Supper

Returning to Stone Hut Number Seven, Su Ming began taking stock of his belongings.

The Military Merit token, identity jade plaque, Foundation Establishment pill, miscellaneous items acquired from the Ghost Market, and those few jade slips recording his formation insights... All items were sorted by category and neatly stored away into his storage pouch.

After completing this, the hut became empty and desolate.

Su Ming pushed open the stone window.

The wind and snow had ceased at some unknown time, and a few sparse, cold stars even shone through the night sky.

Tonight, Iron Wall Pass was unusually quiet. The distant, continuous beacon towers burned silently, as if even those restless demon beasts knew a meritorious individual was about to depart and were reluctant to disturb.

This was a peace almost auspicious, filled with a sense of consolation.

Su Ming gazed at the distant lights, his heart free from the usual tension and scheming, leaving only a calm sense of accomplishment.

"This year was worth it."

He closed the window, shutting out the chill from outside. His gaze swept over the corner of the table, where a small bottle still rested.

Su Ming picked up the bottle and gently shook it.

"There's still some Void Stone Powder left."

He asked within his Consciousness Sea, "Master, since there's nothing to do tonight anyway, why not use it now? Although the Source Substance here is thin, we shouldn't waste it."

......

No lamp was lit inside the room. The only faint light came from the formation plate slowly revolving at the center of the stone table.

Su Ming's wrist hovered, the tip of the brush holding a specially made spiritual ink mixed with "Void Stone Powder" still undried. Following the rhythm of his breathing, it descended with extreme slowness onto the most central node of the formation plate.

was the

of the formation plate and then vanished, leaving

down the

this is the last

have been drained dry by the

for having something to eat, not

the Consciousness Sea, Lin Yu's voice sounded lazily, carrying a sense of ease as if about to be "released from sentence." "The Void Source Substance in this damned place

'hit

chuckled lightly, his fingertip lightly tapping the edge of the formation

*Hum.*

compact formation named the "Minor Void Spirit Attraction

not even much disturbance

formation plate seemed to have

were drawn out,

patterns on the ring's surface lit up with a layer of warm, lustrous

the stone hut's foundation, ignored the layers upon layers of defensive

……

Battalion area, three thousand zhang

only suffocating earth pressure and a continuous, tide-like rustling sound produced by

a dark golden

Rock Marrow Demon Earthworms with hard dorsal shells and ferocious mouthparts, along with those mutated dark golden beetles, were in an eerie state of silence.

a spherical nest piled up

of the nest, an individual different from the

It was too small.

demon earthworms several zhang long on the periphery, its body size was only that of a

gleamed with a cold, hard metallic luster, as if forged from the purest essence of Geng Metal, melted and solidified a

intricate, slowly shifting silver-gray

no

smooth, curved carapace plates, with a black