Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 380: All Reading Comprehension

The night wind was still pinned midair by that invisible great force, pine needles frozen like iron.

Hao Yuan stared at the ring and was silent for a long time; there was no doubt—this was the Shen Family’s soul-preserving array.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the ring, and spoke in an extremely calm voice that nevertheless carried the weight of many years:

“Come out?”

The tone wasn’t harsh, but it carried an invitation that could not be refused—not an order.

This was his respect for the “Shen Family’s remnant.”

Inside the ring, Lin Yu’s soul body trembled.

He knew he could no longer hide.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind: Could this be that Grand Elder? The one the sect leader used to vouch for Su Ming? He… really came?

Three breaths of silence.Then, a phantom slowly drifted out from the ring.

It was not “Mysterious Dust Master”—not the white-bearded, transcendent old man image.

It was simply himself: a blurred, somewhat disheveled translucent soul body. Facial features were indistinct, only a human silhouette and those eyes that always looked a little sleepy and a little ready to be punched.

He floated in front of Su Ming, using his soul body to shield him—an instinctive protective motion.

Only then did he look at Hao Yuan, his face showing a relaxed, resigned air as if to say “what will be, will be.”

He spoke, his voice a bit dry, but still carrying that familiar irritable tone:

“Senior, your entrance… must have been costly in spiritual energy, huh?”

was slightly taken aback—clearly he hadn’t expected this remnant soul to have such

watched Lin Yu, watched that action—unstable as the soul body was, it

formed from centuries of time collapsing into a single moment, seeing a familiar

Yuan looked at Lin Yu

asked, his voice very

“Do you… know me?”

immediately. Genuine confusion flashed across his eyes—that confusion was real, because he truly did not recognize him. Before crossing over he had been a corporate

shook his

“No.”

passed through Hao Yuan’s eyes. Not disappointment, but

Lin Yu was silent.

should say something now. Since he had already been stripped of the “master” persona, the

can’t lie, not in a cultivation world where you never know whether some big shot will

was a thing he had never lost in

as flat as if recounting someone

I woke up, my memories were

and after

I was inside a ring, and a damaged Spirit Gathering

existed and sustained

I came from, and

didn’t know why

sense it: this remnant soul

with a Core-Form attainment; even

badly damaged in that brutal battle back then, its memories

from the ring to that vague soul shadow, his voice

Shen Family matters,

a flash of thought shot

Grand Elder.

the Heart-Questioning Platform to vouch

of “old ties with the Shen Family ancestor,” “life-and-death comrades,”—just rhetoric. High-level politicking often involved waving a tiger skin