Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 371: Whatever You Do, Love It!

Time passed in stillness.

Inside the cave dwelling, only Su Ming's gradually steadying breaths and Lin Yu's faint soul-light on the Xuantian ring could be heard.

That bone-deep exhaustion and loneliness surged in like tidal waves, one after another.

Suddenly, Su Ming's mind flashed back to the spider he'd seen in the corner of the cave dwelling earlier.

It was the same.

At the boundary between light and dark, it concealed all its presence, lying perfectly still. No matter how strong the wind outside, no matter if prey hit its web, it maintained that absolute stillness and patience.

Because it knew—if it moved recklessly, it would die.

Hadn't he been just like that spider on the Heart-Questioning Platform?

Waiting in a desperate situation, surviving in the gaps between the maneuvers of several big shots, and finally grasping that sliver of dawn.

Now, the most dangerous strike had passed.Next came the time to repair the web and digest the gains.

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, and in the depths of his pupils lay a newfound calmness he'd never had before. That calmness was the sediment left behind after being baptized by the terror of life and death.

He didn't know how long had passed.

Maybe an hour, maybe longer.

Suddenly, a rhythmic fluctuation came from the warning arrays at the periphery of the cave dwelling.

"Thump, thump, thump."

The knocking was very soft, probing, as if afraid of disturbing the person inside, yet it carried an undeniable urgency.

Then, Luo Feng's deliberately lowered voice pierced through the soundproofing arrays, muffled but audible:

"Junior Brother? Are you in there? Why are all the formations activated?"

If you can hear us, give us

air. The pain inside his body had mostly subsided. Though

"Master, someone's here."

lazy reply in Su Ming's Consciousness Sea: "Go on, play your part

gave a bitter

from his knees

tattered, stained with blood, his hair disheveled, and his face smudged with soot and grime. This appearance needed no

hand, intending to cast

just formed the incantation gesture when he

to simply clean off the already-blackened, somewhat frightening blood clots on his body. As for the tears and wrinkles in his Dao robe, and the sickly pallor on his

he even deliberately pulled his collar a little

hasn't been dismantled yet, I might as well stand on it

Ming took a deep breath, suppressing the surging qi and blood in his chest, and adjusted the expression on his

much sorrow, only the right amount of weakness, and a hint

stone door and pressed his fingers against the activation

Spiritual energy flowed in.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

door slowly slid

and along with the light came

box away, darting forward in one step: "Junior Brother!

stood behind Luo Feng, saying nothing, but the treasure-hunting opportunist crouched on his shoulder was squeaking restlessly, clearly sensing the

at the two of them

Brother, Second

if he was about to collapse forward from exhaustion, "I'm fine...

"Damn it all!"

Su Ming's body, he felt it was burning hot. "You call this fine? You're as

hand against Su

Go inside and lie down first." Qin Yi's voice was as steady as ever,

them on either side as they walked inside, Su Ming's lowered eyelids hid a flicker of

Being alive felt good.

someone caring about

wouldn't change

that ever-vigilant spider. Only now, his web

Ming onto the stone couch, frantically pulling bottles and jars out of his storage pouch while muttering incessantly: "I knew that old hag Cui Yan wasn't a good person!