Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 381: Three Thousand Six Hundred, All Remembered

Lin Yu did not answer immediately.

He was calculating rapidly in his mind: his time since transmigrating, plus the earlier period of slumber, was indeed around five hundred years. But the Shen family's annihilation was a thousand years ago. If Hao Yuan thought of him as a member of the Shen family, then he should have been inside the ring since that time a thousand years ago.

A five-hundred-year gap versus a thousand-year gap—how was he going to square that?

But then he reconsidered: what he had said was the truth. As for how Hao Yuan chose to interpret it, that was his problem. Getting full marks on reading comprehension was the examiner's business, not the examinee's.

So he spoke, his tone calm:

"I can't remember clearly. I only recall that during my recovery, this ring changed owners six times."

That was the truth. When he had first awakened, he had indeed sensed the lingering auras of several previous short-lived owners through the ring's residual energy.

Hao Yuan squinted slightly but said nothing. He was sensing—his divine sense flowed like liquid mercury, enveloping every fluctuation of Lin Yu's soul power.

No lies.

The frequency of his soul was as steady as water, without a single ripple.He asked: "And before that? Before the first owner, what were you doing?"

Lin Yu was silent for a moment. He could hear the probing in Hao Yuan's words. This was a timeline check.

Then he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of genuine bewilderment:

"Before that... I think I was sleeping for a very long time."

There was a real sense of trance in Lin Yu's tone, as if he were straining to remember. "A very, very long time. No light, no sound, nothing at all."

That was the truth—before transmigrating, he had died from sudden exhaustion, and the darkness of that death had indeed felt like an endless, boundless slumber, his consciousness extremely fuzzy.

"When I woke up, that was when the first owner found the ring."

That was also the truth—the first time he had truly "woken up" with clear self-awareness was when the first owner appeared.

Hao Yuan's tightly furrowed brow slowly relaxed.

His interpretation was this: that battle which destroyed the Shen family had been too brutal. This remnant soul had been gravely wounded and had fallen into a long period of hibernation to protect itself.

Very reasonable. Very logical.

What he didn't know was that Lin Yu's "slumber" was due to the adjustment period after transmigrating, and had nothing to do with the Shen family.

But Hao Yuan believed him. Because every single thing Lin Yu said was the truth.

the

slight nod and didn't press further. He looked at this incomplete soul before him—one that couldn't even solidify its face—and a deep sense of guilt flickered in his aged eyes, eyes

past may well be a

let out a

he was grumbling: A blessing? If you

only think

Yuan's next question had already been

what about the path of formations? Do

soul body trembled faintly above the

wasn't deliberate acting, but a natural instinct that stemmed from

to its breaking point. This

"I remember everything," then why would a "core member of the Shen family," reduced to a remnant soul, not seize someone's body to be reborn? Why would he choose to parasitize a mediocre outer sect disciple? That wouldn't conform to the logic of the cultivation world, where the strong preyed on the

he would lose all value. In this cruel

before him—seemingly ancient and frail, but capable of crushing him

He couldn't lie.

would

silent for a

first woke up, I didn't

voice dry and hollow, carrying the blank confusion of someone who

was the truth. When he had first transmigrated, he was completely dumbfounded. All he knew was that

slightly, his ancient well-like eyes showing no ripples, simply waiting in silence for

the glow of his soul body flickering in and

the sect. The Internal Affairs Hall issued a jade slip, which

dazed uncertainty as if even

followed along and took a look. When I saw those runes, the empty, hollow feeling in my

his only straw to cling to in

"They looked familiar."

"Gathering" symbol in the air. The movement was clumsy, yet carried a practiced proficiency etched into his very bones. "At first, I couldn't remember what they did.

fragments in my mind slowly started

Hao Yuan said nothing.

pervaded every fluctuation of Lin Yu's soul

Stable.

Real.

trace of

vu," that uncertain "slowly piecing together"—both were genuine

eyes quietly faded by a

Bloodline memory.

soul. Even if the soul body was severely

learning; it was