Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 388: Life in the Sect, Looks Like It’s Going to Be Eventful!

Su Ming’s heart relaxed, and he quickly reached out, respectfully accepting the jade slip.

His divine sense probed into it, and rows of book titles flooded his mind:

“Three Thousand Questions on the Path of Formations: Introductory Chapter”

“Analysis of Ancient Runes: Star Volume”

“The Profound Meaning of Five Elements Formation Circulation”

“A Preliminary Study of Spiritual Energy Waveforms and Formation Resonance”

…

There were over a hundred books in total, and every single name exuded an air of profound difficulty and obscurity.

“Thank you, Master.” Su Ming tucked the jade slip into his robe and bowed sincerely.

He knew the value of this jade slip far surpassed any magical treasure or elixir. It was a stepping stone on the path to becoming a grandmaster of formations.“Go on.” Xuanheng waved his hand and closed his eyes again, seemingly preparing to re-enter meditation.

Su Ming bowed once more, ready to take his leave.

“Oh, by the way.”

Xuanheng’s voice suddenly rang out again, as if casually mentioned.

“Your Second Senior Brother was talking about you a few days ago. That kid’s an eccentric loner, spends all day dealing with beasts. When you have time, head over to Beast Peak. Don’t let him stay with those spirit beasts so long he forgets how to speak human.”

Su Ming’s steps faltered, his body stiffening slightly.

He hadn’t quite processed that.

“…Disciple will keep that in mind.” He hesitated, then replied.

Xuanheng seemed not to notice his unease and continued, “And your Third Senior Brother, he’s been messing around with some new formation plate again, says he’s researching the ‘Eighteen Artistic Expressions of Self-Destructing Puppets.’ He’s already blown himself up three times in his cave dwelling.”

you have time, go check on him.

in formations is the best among you few. It’d be a waste

corner of Su Ming’s

Artistic Expressions

was

hadn’t joined Formation

will do my best.” Su Ming forced the words

Xuanheng let out a nasal sound, then

Ming didn’t dare linger. He quickly bowed,

doors slowly closed behind him, cutting off that deep, starry-eyed gaze, did he let

consciousness sea, Lin Yu’s

the price

were a nobody, no one bothered with you. Now? Master gives you homework, plus

mountain while replying in his mind, “Master, I

“What do you know? This is ‘love you in his heart, hard to say out loud.’ If he was really unhappy, would he have given you a reading list? Would he have mentioned

man is forcing you into

himself up at any moment. Kid, your life in the sect looks

distant, mist-shrouded peaks, feeling that the road ahead was long and filled with

“family members” who

…

Hall, Su Ming didn’t return

several patches of bamboo groves wreathed in thin mist.

in his ears, and Su Ming turned his steps toward a cluster of cave dwellings

a plume of blue smoke was clearly visible, rising straight up from the courtyard of one

wind carried a burnt, acrid smell, mixed with the unique, pungent odor of spiritual energy gone

tightened, and his

with a half-burned talisman hanging from the door hinge, swaying

out and pushed open

hand frozen mid-air, as if he had

was

still sizzling from the broken metal stumps. Some had lost their legs, their upper bodies lying on the ground, with the remaining hand still weakly clawing

the courtyard. Its entire head was gone, leaving only half a black-smoke-belching neck, while its two

in the middle of this landscape