Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 489: Entering the Forest

The moment he stepped into the fog, the world behind him seemed to be gently wiped away by an unseen hand.

The wind was gone.

The sea of clouds was gone.

Even the brilliant sunlight outside the peak had vanished.

Su Ming's foot paused for an instant, his spiritual energy instinctively tightening within him. Almost immediately, he reconfirmed the position of the Grand Teleportation Talisman hidden in his sleeve.

Fortunately, there was no killing intent.

At least, not yet.

The white mist didn't rush at him, nor did any backlash from prohibitive runes crawl into his limbs and bones. The fog simply wrapped around him quietly, carrying a touch of damp coolness, then slowly receded.

His vision gradually cleared.

Su Ming looked up.Before him was a forest.

Not the desolate ruins he'd imagined as a typical secret realm entrance, nor a blessed pocket dimension overflowing with spiritual energy. It was a forest so silent it was almost oppressive.

Towering ancient trees rose up.

Each tree was astonishingly tall, thick trunks shooting straight upward, their canopies only spreading at extreme heights. Layers of branches and leaves intertwined, cutting the sky light into fragments. Only a few rays of sunlight managed to slip through the gaps, piercing the floating mist to cast slanted beams of light through the woods.

Within those beams, extremely fine dust particles drifted, and moisture flowed through the air.

The air was as damp as if it had just rained, filled with the mingled scents of earth, moss, rotting leaves, and wood—quiet, heavy, carrying a faint, ancient fragrance.

On his shoulder, Shadow had been holding its head high with a "This lord has claimed a new territory" sort of swagger. But after taking in its surroundings, its golden eyes visibly narrowed. Its tiny claws silently gripped the fabric of Su Ming's shoulder as it looked left and right, its feathers pressed flat against its body.

Su Ming didn't move.

He first closed his eyes, activated the Aura Concealment Art, and let his energy aura sink deeper.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was truly settled.

Spiritual energy.

The concentration of spiritual energy here was at least several times that of the outside world.

Su Ming even had the illusion that breathing here was more like cultivating than actually practicing techniques outside.

"This place…"

Lin Yu's voice rang out in his Consciousness Sea, carrying a rare lack of teasing.

Just as Su Ming was about to speak, his gaze suddenly dropped downward.

Beneath his feet lay a path.

A stone path.

slabs weren't wide—only enough for two people to walk side by side. The gaps between the slabs were extremely

his feet

No forks.

No breaks.

and the path's end appeared and disappeared within it, not looking very far. At Su Ming's current pace, if he truly wanted to walk there, it would probably take him

for two breaths,

Too simple.

simple for a secret

he saw upon entering was a forest, a path, and an end that seemed close

What was this?

built a ten-thousand-year-old ancient gate, only to

Ming didn't buy

who never believed in a

do you

voice wasn't loud, his gaze still

or say, "Don't move, check for traps first." But this time,

Yu drifted out

soul body was now far more solid than before. From a distance, it no longer looked like a blurry shadow but rather like a cultivator's spirit wrapped in a faint jade-like luster. But right now, this usually talkative "master" was being

look at

look at the

moment he emerged, his gaze was

was fixed on what lay beneath the stone

Ming watched Lin Yu's

master wear such

"Master?"

help

slowly come back

moment. When he spoke, his voice was lower and steadier than

longer than

was taken

"Longer?"

"Mm."

"But up ahead—"

eyes see is the path," Lin Yu said calmly, his gaze still fixed on the ground beneath the stones. "What it truly wants you to walk is

didn't explain further. He just waved

"Let's go."

him but didn't

master wanted to explain something, he would continue on his own. If he didn't want

at this moment, Lin Yu's mind was indeed

Su Ming saw was just

in his eyes, this path wasn't a path

least, not just a

stone, three

and blood veins, naturally attached to each slab as

second layer sank deeper, slowly cycling like an invisible underground