Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 362: Nine Parts Truth, One Part Falsehood!

Su Ming suddenly turned his head, his gaze falling on the corner of the wall.

There, a black spider the size of a fingernail was spinning a web in the crevice between two rocks.

On one side was a shadow so deep it seemed bottomless, on the other was the brightness where the glowstone's light spilled. The spider tested several times, ultimately choosing not to retreat back into the depths of the shadow. Instead, it spun its web at the boundary between light and shadow. That was the path flying insects most easily passed through, and also the most conspicuous position. But it itself did not perch at the center of the web. Instead, it hid under the shadow of a withered leaf at the edge of the web, with only an extremely fine silk thread connecting to its legs.

The light was in the open, the killing intent in the dark.

The web was for others to see, and also for catching prey.

"I understand."

Su Ming withdrew his gaze, his originally tense shoulders slowly relaxing. He reached out, picked up the Xuantian ring, and solemnly, slowly, slid it back onto the index finger of his left hand.

The cool sensation instantly transmitted, it was a weight he was most familiar with.

"Since we're going to put on a show, the props have to be convincing."

Su Ming took out a bottle of prepared spiritual liquid from his storage pouch—it was "Spirit-Cleansing Water" used to clean rust from magical implements, but he did not use it directly. Instead, he activated the *Like Water Art*, atomizing the spiritual liquid and gently enveloping the ring.He did not wipe away the ring's dullness; on the contrary, he added another layer of disguise over this dullness.

He artificially adjusted the ring's original, occasional subtle, profound fluctuations to be even more chaotic, even more feeble, like a candle flame in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Master, cooperate a bit, retract your aura to the extreme, leaving only a trace of 'deathly aura'."

"Heh, I'm familiar with this job." Lin Yu's voice instantly became faint and indistinct. The luster on the ring completely dimmed, making it look like a piece of worthless scrap iron commonly seen in the mortal world. Only from a specific angle would it refract a glimmer of heart-palpitating, ghostly light.

this, Su Ming closed the lid of the lead box and quickly carved seven "Spirit-Sealing Runes" along the

dwelling, where there was a natural earth vein node, also the core formation eye of

cracked open a fissure just wide enough for one person's arm to reach into. Below, the flowing light of

into it, then buried along with it Qin Yi's communication talismans, which carried the distinct aura of the Beast Peak, as well as

to

voice, then closed the earth fissure. He placed a seemingly random ornamental mountain rock on top of it and carved an extremely

node, the restriction would instantly detonate the impure materials below, flushing the lead box into the deeper chaotic

finishing all this, Su Ming sat back down on the meditation

dwelling returned to

this moment, the ring appeared utterly devoid of spirituality, like

"Master."

Ming closed his eyes

circulation of spiritual energy within his body became slow and viscous, like the water of a deep

voice had already become somewhat ethereal, clearly making the final preparations for

an abyss." Su

"Scared?"

little." Su Ming admitted frankly. "After all, it's Punishment Peak. That's a place that devours people without

no longer that kind of playful teasing.

Ming focused intently to

formation, nine

speech was slow, each word seeming to strike upon Su Ming's soul. "Where it's true, you must be emotional. Think of your despair on the exile road, think of your desire to survive. These emotions are

that one

"It must be flawless."