Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 363: Senior Brother Will See You Off

The morning light of the mao hour had just pierced the eastern cloud layer, like an extremely fine golden sword, slicing an opening in the perpetual mist shrouding Gazing Star Cliff.

Su Ming was already dressed and standing before the entrance to his cave dwelling.

The newly issued purple True Disciple robe, due to its special material, had an excellent drape. The seven-star cloud patterns on the cuffs occasionally refracted a faint gleam in the dawn light.

He raised his left hand. On his index finger was the "disguised" Xuantian ring.

At this moment, the ring was dull and dusty, its surface even bearing several scratches as if eroded by time. It looked like a defective item picked up from some second-hand stall, completely out of place with that resplendent True Disciple robe.

"Buzz."

Two tokens in his bosom vibrated almost simultaneously.

Su Ming reached in and took them out.

One was a True Disciple token carved from purple jade, warm and smooth to the touch; the other was a Punishment Peak law enforcement token cast from black iron, chillingly cold.

The same line of characters appeared on both tokens, the strokes sharp and severe, exuding an official, impersonal coldness: "Chen hour, Heart-Questioning Platform, Illusory Wave Sea. Do not be late."Su Ming gently rubbed his thumb over the icy-cold characters "Do not be late" but said nothing, merely hanging the tokens back at his waist.

He took one final look back at the cave dwelling behind him that he hadn't even warmed up yet.

All the defensive formations were activated to maximum power, even that unknown web-spinning spider was kept outside the barriers.

"Let's go."

He said to himself in his heart, then turned and stepped forward.

Just as he walked out of the range of the illusion formation before the cave dwelling, a grating, teeth-on-edge sound of metal scraping suddenly came from above, followed by a loud "CLANG!"

A blast of air carrying pine needles rushed towards his face.

Su Ming instinctively retreated half a step back. He saw a plank that looked like it was cobbled together from various scrap metals and junk, crashing crookedly onto the clearing ahead.

As the dust settled, Luo Feng's face, always wearing a brilliant smile, appeared.

"Little Junior Brother! Good morning!"

Luo Feng jumped down from the "Floating Formation Board" that was still smoking black, holding a red-lacquered food box carved with intricate patterns in his hand. "I figured the time was about right, so I came specifically to see you off!"

Su Ming's tense shoulders relaxed slightly as he cupped his hands in salute. "Third Senior Brother, what brings you here?"

you off for your assessment, of course.

the 'Mind-Calming Cake' Second Senior Brother specially made last night. It uses

It was

Senior Brother. Please also thank Second

with the

that broken plank. "Come on, come on, get on board! Those Punishment Peak folks are the most rigid. If you're late, those

onto the wobbling formation board. The metal sheet underfoot groaned with creaks and groans as

Brother, Master, he..." Su Ming asked

it. Originally, Master was going to take you there personally. But early this morning, that old man Zheng from the Vessel Hall came rushing over in a panic, saying they were missing a key material for repairing an ancient remnant formation, and insisted

"That old man Zheng, couldn't have picked a worse time. Master had no choice. Before leaving, he repeatedly instructed

fingers Su Ming had resting on the edge of the board suddenly tightened, his knuckles turning slightly

the Vessel Hall, coming neither early

a

was the most protective of his disciples. It seemed that Punishment Peak Master, in order to investigate his background,

Junior Brother, don't

launched into chatterbox mode. "This True Disciple Heart-Questioning Formation is really just a formality.

inside for about the

ask you a few questions. Things like 'Are you loyal to the sect?', 'Have you colluded with external demons?', and so on.

howling wind tore Luo Feng's voice, making it somewhat

was even thinking inside, the spiritual energy circuit of that formation was quite

carelessly. "With a clear conscience, we have nothing to fear. As long as you're not a demonic cultivator

listened quietly, occasionally

completely free of shadows, Su

like Luo Feng, the Heart-Questioning Formation might indeed be just a

and "knowledge of unknown origin," it was a gate of hell he absolutely had to

tight! We're hitting a wind

board suddenly dipped downward,

surrounding scenery instantly turned

place located in the back mountains of the Cloud Hidden Sect. Perpetually

platform, like an isolated island in the

bridge, wide enough for only one person, extended from the cliff edge, leading straight to

Feng controlled the board to slowly land

"We're here."

Feng jumped down, patted Su Ming's shoulder, and pointed ahead at the thick fog whose depth was impossible to discern. "I can only take you this far. The cloud bridge ahead has

the food box on a rock nearby and straightened the hem of

Wave Sea was silent except for the

Platform hidden in the fog was like a giant beast with its maw wide

"Go on."

turning serious. "I'll wait for you here, Senior Brother. When you come out, we'll go to the dining hall for a good meal at noon! I