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.”

time, go check on him. Don’t let him blow

be fried, but his talent in formations is the best among you few. It’d be a waste to

Su Ming’s

Expressions

the hell was that

Formation Peak, but rather

my best.” Su Ming forced the words out

Xuanheng let out a

didn’t dare linger. He quickly bowed, turned, and

behind him, cutting off that deep, starry-eyed gaze, did he let out a

consciousness sea, Lin

the price of being

you. Now?

in his mind, “Master, I have this feeling… the Master doesn’t seem too

‘love you in his heart, hard to say out loud.’

old man is forcing

himself up at any moment.

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

had just gained… two “family members” who needed his

…

Su Ming didn’t return to Gazing Star

several patches of bamboo groves wreathed in thin mist. The

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

visible, rising straight up from the courtyard of one dwelling, as

mixed with the unique,

and

a half-burned talisman hanging from the door

out and pushed

stopped in his tracks, his raised hand frozen

was a

slumped against the wall, sparks still sizzling from the broken metal stumps. Some had lost their legs, their upper bodies lying on the ground, with the remaining hand

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

the middle of this landscape