Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 391: Interdisciplinary Analysis

Liu Cheng let out a chuckle and waved his hands repeatedly.

"I never said that. You'll have to figure that out yourself, True Disciple Su."

Within his Sea of Consciousness, Lin Yu's voice rang out lazily.

"Disciple, your Master is just making use of waste. Luo Feng is a bomb fanatic; if he went, he'd only scare the spirit beasts. You, who cultivate the Like Water Art, have a calm aura, like a mobile pool of water, which attracts small animals the most. Who else would he send but you?"

Su Ming replied in his mind, "Master, the Grand Elder just gave his promise. Why does your tone still sound so sour?"

"This is called being prepared for danger in times of peace." Lin Yu snorted. "You've latched onto a big thigh, but you still have to do the usual work. Your title as a True Disciple is earned through your labor."

The three of them turned a corner around a mountain spur.

Suddenly, the sound of a heated argument drifted from up ahead.

Su Ming looked up.

Before a courtyard half-covered by vines stood three people. One of them, wearing the gray robe of a Beast Peak menial, had a flushed face and was fiercely clutching a bamboo basket to his chest.The other two wore the white robes of Heavenly Sword Peak, with two crossed small swords embroidered on their cuffs.

The white-robed youth in front had a taut expression, one hand gripping his sword hilt, his knuckles white.

"You menial are so ignorant of the rules! I offered three hundred spirit stones for this unfledged Red Feather Wind Sparrow—that's already a sky-high price. How dare you hold onto it and refuse to sell?"

The gray-robed menial stomped his foot in frustration.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's not that I don't want to sell! This Wind Sparrow absorbed Earth Fire Miasma last night, and its spiritual meridians are already disrupted. True Disciple Qin ordered it to stay at Beast Peak for seven days of treatment. If you take it away now, it won't survive until tomorrow!"

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Kuo sneered coldly.

"My Heavenly Sword Peak's sword qi is the best for tempering the body. A little bit of Earth Fire Miasma—once I take it back, my master can force it out with a bit of sword intent. You're making excuses; are you planning to keep it to sell to someone else at a higher price?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward, releasing a sharp spiritual pressure at the eighth level of Qi Refining, pressing down on the menial.

gray-robed menial was only a low-level disciple at the third level of Qi Refining. Struck by this pressure, his legs gave out, and

chirp came from the

quickly stepped forward, blocking the

of Beast Peak. Your Heavenly Sword Peak

tracks,

Liu. I'm just conducting business by the rules. Your Beast Peak opens its doors for

when a hand reached from behind and

Su Ming stepped forward.

Ming. When he saw the purple Daoist

"Formation Peak... Su Ming?"

obvious hostility. At the Passing of the Flame Memorial, Wang Gang of Heavenly Sword Peak had been forced back by Ling Shuang's single sword strike—that incident had spread throughout

ignored

gaze falling on

Its sparse, reddish feathers were patchy, and it was breathing rapidly with its eyes closed. At the edge of its beak, a faint,

index finger, and at the tip, a faint, deep-blue water light flickered to

touch the fledgling directly but hovered a few inches above its

bird, you cannot take

up, looking

Disciple, sure have a wide reach." Zhao Kuo

to force out the poison can indeed expel

was flat, without any

accompanying fire poison in its body. Sword intent is of the Metal element, and Fire overcomes Metal. If you thrust your proud sword intent

Su Ming paused.

Then, you'll have spent three hundred spirit stones on a pile of minced flesh,

breath caught for

to aid in his sword technique

formation arranger, what do you know about

Brother Zhao doesn't

Ming turned to look at Liu

Liu, please use the 'Spirit Guiding Hand' to probe

Hand was the most basic examination technique at Beast Peak. He immediately crouched down,

shuddered violently, its

from its beak, landing on the hay at the