Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 463: Xuantian Ring · Anomaly

After returning to the cave dwelling at Gazing Star Cliff, Su Ming immediately began the preparation.

He went to his carefully cultivated spiritual plant corner and cautiously picked a few of the most perfectly shaped mutated Silver-Spotted Heart-Clearing Orchid leaves.

Taking out the jade mortar specially used for grinding medicinal herbs, he placed the Heart-Clearing Orchid, Calming Grass, and a bit of Sunken Yin Wood shavings he had conveniently bought from the Administration Hall into it.

Without any violent interference from spiritual energy, Su Ming relied entirely on his physical body’s fine control, grinding the mixture patiently, stroke by stroke. Only after all the herbs had been reduced to the finest powder did he add rootless water, kneading the mixture into a long, thin stick of incense.

He used a strand of the *Like Water Art*’s spiritual energy to forcibly evaporate and dry the moisture within.

After the time it takes to burn one stick of incense, a Soul-Nourishing Incense, exuding a faint, grassy fragrance, was complete.

Su Ming walked to the secret chamber, placed a small jade incense burner beside the dull, lusterless Xuantian ring, and inserted the Soul-Nourishing Incense into it.

He curled his fingertip, and a faint spark of flame flickered past.

The tip of the incense was lit, and a wisp of deep blue smoke curled upwards, slowly spreading within the sealed cave dwelling.

The scent was extremely subtle. Su Ming took just one breath and felt the exhaustion in his Consciousness Sea from days of deducing formations dissipate by more than half, his spirits instantly lifting.What brought him even more relief was that as this wisp of smoke drifted toward the Xuantian ring, the ancient ring seemed to possess a breath of its own, actively absorbing the smoke into its surface. With the continuous nourishment of the fragrance, the fluctuation of Lin Yu’s soul power deep within the ring seemed to become more stable and peaceful.

“Sleep well, Master.”

Su Ming sat cross-legged beside the incense burner, glanced at the Profound Shadow Egg that was still absorbing starlight within the formation, then looked at the Xuantian ring greedily drawing in the aroma.

He silently calculated the cost in his mind.

thousand one hundred contribution points; the Soul-Nourishing Incense recipe had cost thirty

change in his total assets was

and his master’s recovery was on

only thing missing was the egg

...

light came from the Profound Shadow

was precisely the Soul-Nourishing Incense that

of a polar ice field—the essence of the Silver-Spotted Heart-Clearing Orchid, nurtured under extreme cold and starlight. The aroma rose gracefully, transforming into a faint, elusive wisp of

cross-legged on the cushion, his hands folded over his Dantian, his breathing so long and

been doing this for

devouring the Soul-Nurturing Wood

this tremor

thick, and the dark golden lines

Ming’s eyelids twitched

Xuantian ring, which he was holding suspended above his palm, had

no longer the slight warmth it had been before, but

his eyes open. The deep pupils reflected the anomaly at

rough surface was now radiating a layer of deep-sea blue light. The light was not at all dazzling; instead, it exuded an

ring’s surface. Three inches above the ring, in the void, it

a visible wave of soul energy through the air. This was an extremely condensed fluctuation of soul power, without any admixture of the impurities

“*Humm*—”

gently touching Su Ming’s outwardly released

The touch was so familiar, carrying a hint of cynical worldliness, yet also a profound steadiness that saw through everything. It was

breath, staring at the rotating deep blue orb, fine blood vessels appearing

“*Boom!*”