Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 360: Eyes in the Shadows

Li Mo shook his head, his expression somewhat confused. "That is precisely what this disciple finds puzzling."

"Shadow Hall utilized the 'Soul Appraisal Spirit Disk' to probe him from a distance without alerting him. The fluctuations of his soul and his physical body are in perfect harmony, seamless and tightly fitted, completely lacking the subtle fissures of rejection that occur between a soul and a body in cases of possession. Even the most top-tier possession secret art could not achieve such perfect fusion within a mere two years."

"As for his conduct..." Li Mo recalled the records in the archives, "Although he is cautious about hiding his edge, even a bit 'slippery,' he has committed no acts harmful to the sect. On the contrary, in the Northern Frontier, he risked his life to cover the retreat of his comrades. Within the sect, he treats those in menial posts with kindness, and his reputation is excellent. Whether it's Wang Defa from the Repair Hall or fellow disciples who have interacted with him, their evaluations of him are mostly 'reliable' and 'righteous.' No signs of cultivating demonic arts or absorbing essence and blood have been discovered either."

"What about his interpersonal connections?"

"That is also a point of suspicion. His network of contacts appears messy on the surface, but is actually extremely refined." Li Mo recounted them as if listing family treasures, "He is on good terms with Formation Peak's True Disciple Luo Feng, who is a formation fanatic with a simple mind. He has a past connection with Beast Peak's Qin Yi, whose background is mysterious. He also frequently visits the Transmission Pavilion, having had several interactions with that old man guarding the pavilion, mostly to borrow ancient formation texts. These few individuals are all people of some weight or background within the sect. The supervisor of the External Affairs Repair Hall, Wang Defa, is even more fiercely loyal to him, clearly viewing him as a benefactor."

"As for outside the sect... apart from a few necessary missions and black market dealings (reselling Repair Hall scrap materials), no traces of contact with suspicious individuals have been found."

"Reselling scrap materials..." The Punishment Peak Master's mouth curled into a mocking arc. "He certainly knows how to manage things."

He leaned back, his entire figure once again receding into the darkness. His gray eyes seemed to have countless streams of data light flashing through them, as if conducting some kind of precise deduction.

"Mortal wasteland, sudden emergence of cultivation."

"Self-taught without a master, profound in the path of formations.""Glittering military achievements, entangled with coincidences."

With each sentence he uttered, the finger tapping the tabletop grew heavier. With the final tap, his fingertip actually left a shallow fingerprint on the hard obsidian desk.

"This boy either harbors a shocking secret, or he is a truly once-in-ten-thousand-years genius—however, even a genius requires a clean origin."

The Punishment Peak Master suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze piercing Li Mo like a sword. "How are the preparations for the Heart-Questioning Formation?"

Li Mo bowed and said, "They have been completed according to the standard True Disciple assessment procedure. The first layer questions the 'Dao heart,' the second questions 'loyalty,' and the third questions the 'inner demon.'"

"Insufficient."

If he truly has a problem, conventional methods would

order. Adjust the core

abruptly looked up, a flash of shock appearing in his

is not on whether he is loyal—since Elder Mo entrusted the Border Defense True Seal to him at the cost of his life, it indicates this boy

from? Who imparted his knowledge? Who truly stands behind his extraordinary 'luck'

up, his black robes billowing like a

his surface consciousness, forcing him to face his true self, amplifying all concealment. I want to see what form that deepest 'shadow' in his heart truly

into the Heart-Questioning Formation's core

his sleeve and flicked it

the formation core, add this 'Trace

Punishment Peak's trump cards. Although it didn't

this in a True Disciple assessment was an

Mo hesitated slightly. "If Formation Peak

Peak Master uttered only two

more, received the rune with both

cold

stone door closed once more,

desk, his gaze still fixed on that Great

the shadows behind him

wrinkles, and she cradled an ancient bronze mirror in her arms. The mirror's surface

the Deputy Peak Master of Punishment Peak, the old woman in charge of the Heart-Questioning Formation and sect

"Peak Master."

pieces of rusted iron grinding together. "Isn't targeting a little brat like this a bit too harsh? That's the apple of Xuanheng's eye, just taken in as a disciple. That

"I know

jade slip on the desk

this trial, his position as a True Disciple will

"If it's not clean..."

killing intent. "Then he is a malignant tumor buried within Formation Peak, and even within our Cloud Hidden