Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 390: Kid, You're Really Something!

The tall, thin disciple quickly extended both hands, respectfully took the token, only glanced at it, and immediately returned it.

This was just a formality—that purple robe was the best token.

"So it's Senior Brother Su!" He turned around and shouted toward the mountain gate, "Xiao Liu! Hurry up and come out! Take Senior Brother Su to Senior Uncle Qin's cave dwelling! Serve him well along the way, and don't you dare be negligent!"

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth ran out at the sound, curiously sizing up Su Ming. When he saw that purple robe, the youth's eyes brightened. He quickly lowered his head and walked respectfully to Su Ming's side to lead the way.

Along the path, the Beast Peak disciples they encountered all turned to look.

"A True Disciple from Formation Peak? What's he doing here?"

"Isn't that... Su Ming from the Repair Hall? I heard he came back from the Northern Border and was directly promoted to True Disciple!"

"The one from the Cold Pool?"

"That's right! It really is him!"

Several younger disciples cast envious and admiring glances but didn't dare approach to strike up a conversation. They just stood at a distance, whispering among themselves.As the two passed by a spirit beast garden, a middle-aged disciple who was grooming a spirit deer raised his head and happened to catch sight of that dazzling purple.

He froze for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and then a delighted smile broke across his face. He put down his work and hurried over.

"Su Ming! It's really you!"

Su Ming turned and recognized the person. It was Old Zhou, a Beast Peak disciple he had met briefly before at the Administration Hall.

Old Zhou walked up close, instinctively wanting to pat Su Ming on the shoulder, but his hand stopped halfway when he saw that purple robe. He sheepishly withdrew it and rubbed his hands together on his own clothes. "Ah, look at me... I should be calling you True Disciple Su now!"

Su Ming smiled. "Senior Brother Zhou, you're too polite. Just call me Su Ming."

more sincere. "But still... kid, you're really something! Back when we were queuing at the Administration Hall, I could

beast pens

this was the Su Ming who single-handedly solved the Cold Pool

hand. "What are you all standing around for? Hurry

this, the disciples scurried

Zhou then pulled Su Ming over to the shade of a nearby tree and started chattering incessantly. "You have no idea, that brute Lei Hu now boasts to everyone he meets about how

humbly said, "I just got lucky and happened to think of

Zhou sighed with emotion. "Back then you were just an outer sect disciple,

they were talking, a heavy thudding sound came from the

It's really

appeared at the end of the path. He was panting

charged up to Su Ming in a few steps, spread his broad

Zhou was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He grabbed Lei Hu's arm.

on Su Ming. He scratched his head, grinned widely, revealing a

honest demeanor and also laughed. "Brother Lei can call me

person to forget your roots!" Lei Hu was overjoyed at this. He slapped his own chest, making a thumping sound. "Back at the Cold

Ming aside and spoke with great enthusiasm about how the three Jade Water Python eggs had successfully hatched. He said those three little snakes were now

disciples had gathered around, all looking at the purple-robed youth standing at

grew tall and lush, and a layer of light green moss covered the bluestone path. The scent of the air had changed. The smell of earth mixed with the fishy odor of beasts and fowl had faded, replaced by a crisp, clear fragrance of grass and

steadily. The hem of his purple True Disciple robe brushed against the grass leaves without picking up a single drop of dew. After the Like Water Art broke through to the fourth layer, "Abyss," the liquid spiritual energy circulating within his body moved like deep-sea currents, automatically

toward

a bronze token carved with a beast's head hung from his waist. He had

man took the initiative to step forward, cupped his fists,

Formation Peak graces us with his presence. I failed to welcome you from afar.

his hand to return

you're

smile spreading across his face,