Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 377: Main Ingredients of the Heaven-Mending Pill

This droplet was only the size of a grain of rice, yet the instant it appeared, the air around it emitted a faint rippling sound.

“Go.”

Su Ming exhaled a single word.

The droplet instantly pierced a test sword stone ten zhang away.

Pfft.

A soft sound.

The black-gold test sword stone, built to withstand the full force of a Qi Refining completion strike, did not shatter or crumble. But at its center, a round hole appeared—transparent from front to back, its edges smooth as a mirror.

This was the power of Foundation Establishment.

The density of liquid spiritual energy is a hundred times that of gaseous spiritual energy. After the Dao foundation had been mended with Earth Vein Spirit Milk and forged with Star Power, Su Ming’s spiritual energy purity reached a startling degree.

“Congratulations, disciple.” Lin Yu floated in the air, circling theatrically and cupping his hands, “Foundation Establishment complete, Dao foundation rebuilt. From today on, you can be considered a proper ‘immortal’.”Su Ming withdrew his hand and looked at the round hole. The tension that had gripped his mouth all night finally loosened, and he allowed a relieved smile to lift his lips.

“Thank you, Master.”

He turned and bowed respectfully toward the Xuantian ring hovering in midair.

This bow had nothing to do with cultivation techniques or material gain; it was for the life-saving grace of reconstruction.

“All right, all right, stop with the sappy stuff.” Lin Yu could not stand such a sentimental moment and waved his hand, “Hurry and tidy yourself up, you smell. And this cave—it's a mess, like it’s been ransacked. If your senior brothers and sisters saw it, they might think you’re practicing some evil art in here.”

Su Ming straightened and glanced around the cave dwelling.

Indeed, the once-neat cave was a wreck. The ground was pitted and uneven, covered with stone dust shattered by spiritual pressure; the seven pieces of Star Pattern Steel had dulled, clearly drained of their spiritual nature.

But he did not care.

These external items could be repaired if broken, replaced if lost.

As long as he was alive and the path remained, everything still held hope.

Su Ming walked to the cave entrance but did not hurry outside.

He reached out and placed his hand on the cold stone door, feeling the rough texture beneath his palm.

Foundation established.

.......

Gazing Star Cliff carried

seven pieces of Star Pattern Steel stood quietly around the cave. Though they no longer emitted the violent pillars of light that accompanied Foundation Establishment, their surface patterns still traced a faint starlight that breathed in and out, barely visible to the naked eye. The aura concentration at the cliff’s top was at least thirty percent higher than usual; even the few weeds at the edge gave off a faint glow

glowstones cast a soft, steady

newly replaced zabuton. His left hand was raised flat, fingertips suspending a drop of

Establishment true liquid, priced at three

Ming’s precise divine sense control, the precious liquid was being stretched into an ultra-thin blue thread and slowly drawn along the subtle grooves on the Xuantian ring’s

more to the left—yes, that seam right

Ming’s Consciousness Sea, sounding as content as someone enjoying a relaxing bath and a good scrub, “This strength is good. The true liquid’s purity is passable. Now

the slightest tremor. He worked as if repairing the most delicate formation plate, his spiritual energy turning

somewhat human again,” Lin Yu hummed, “You brat, don’t be stingy. If a craftsman wants good work, he must first sharpen his tools. Once the

thread of true liquid into the deepest crack

seeped in, a faint dark radiance shimmered across the ring’s antique surface before fading, leaving it even more unremarkable, as

sealed his work and

joints popped crisply; the lake of liquid spiritual energy in his Dantian rippled gently with his movement, bringing an overwhelming sense of fullness and

the seventh day

of life and death—the risk that one careless moment

morning he had made a point

Formation Peak·Star Pivot Hall.

doors opened by themselves, with

back before the star-map waterfall. Xuanheng did not look back, only raised a hand to

paces away and bowed,

not speak

and his deep eyes scanned Su Ming, his divine sense brushing over the

inclined

the crack has begun

He paused.

out

lowered his head. “All thanks to Master granting

faint “hm,”

hand and traced a gesture in the

the Foundation Establishment Like Water

his sleeve and

It asks not for rushing torrents,

took the jade slip with both hands;

“Thank you, Master.”