The four-day holiday passed quickly, and the first thing to do after school started was to take exams. However, Shang Lin woke up with a low-grade fever. He subconsciously touched his chest, wondering if this "tattoo" would "draw" out every time he took an exam.

But at this time, he dared not take any medicine. After all, the situation was still unclear, and what if he caused problems again? Moreover, he dared not let She Jinxing turn back into his original form to cool him down. It was really a worry.

But she had to take the final exams no matter what, so Shang Lin could only take two fever-reducing pills. Fortunately, she took them before she became delirious. She didn't have any problems with the first subject, Chinese, in the morning. She only had a low-grade fever, which did not affect her performance at all.

But by the afternoon, his low-grade fever began to rise. Shang Lin answered the questions at lightning speed, as if afraid he couldn't keep up with the fever's pace. He had managed to get through the previous time inside the Dragon Spirit Tower, and his condition was much better than the first time. But this time, with Old Man Chai at home, how could he use the Dragon Spirit Tower?

After school in the afternoon, She Jinxing came to pick up Shang Lin and sent him a message with great concern, "Is the sect leader running a fever again? After dinner, go to the Dragon Spirit Tower to rest. I'll tell Old Man Chai to go to bed early."

Shang Lin wanted to agree immediately, but then she remembered that not everyone in the tower was one of her own, and there was also that little turtle. So she asked, "Did you find out anything about that little turtle?"

She Jinxing didn't react for a moment, wondering why Shang Lin suddenly asked about something else, so he subconsciously replied, "I found out. He saw that the sect leader's constitution was special and wanted to possess him. We can't destroy him, and he can't do anything to us either, so he just stays dormant."

Shang Lin thought to himself, this was still attracted by his special physique. It was already difficult to maintain this balance. But what if he entered the Dragon Spirit Tower and broke this balance again?

When the "tattoo" appears, my "Tang Monk flesh" constitution will probably kick in. Just think about the previous Green One and I'll be sure. I should probably give up on going into the tower.

Although it may not be safe outside the tower, I can try to channel my spiritual energy. The two previous experiences were completely unexpected, so I hadn't thought of this method before. This time, I can give it a try.

So Shang Lin said to She Jinxing, "There's no need to go into the tower. I want to try it myself, but you should also tell Old Man Chai to go to bed early."

She Jinxing looked at Shang Lin with great concern and asked, "Sect Master, is this really alright?"

Shang Lin smiled slightly, "How will we know if we don't try? Besides, this kind of situation will probably happen again in the future, so we should think of a solution that will solve the problem once and for all."

After thinking for a moment, She Jinxing said, "Alright, I'll protect the sect leader."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"You're too kind, Sect Master."

However, when they got home for dinner, Old Man Chai looked at Shang Lin with great concern and asked, "Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"

Shang Lin said, "It's probably because I didn't wear my hat properly when I came back and got chilled by the cold wind. After I finish eating, I'll take some medicine and get some sleep, and I'll be fine."

Old Man Chai looked at Shang Lin with great concern and said, "I thought you had grown taller and gained some weight, and that you were feeling much better. Who knew... you probably felt better and started to become careless. Why don't we go to the hospital to get checked out? We don't want a minor illness to turn into a major one. Your health isn't good to begin with. Oh dear, no, let's go now."

Shang Lin hurriedly reached out and pulled the chopsticks down. Old Man Chai, who was about to get up, advised, "Godfather, you should eat properly. Compared to me, your health is much worse. You're just worried and making a fuss. I'm really fine. If I were sick, I wouldn't need to tell you; I would have gone to the hospital long ago."

Old Man Chai sat down. "Alright then, you mustn't be careless. If anything happens, you must tell me immediately."

Shang Lin readily agreed, "Okay."

After dinner, Shang Lin indeed took two fever-reducing pills in front of Old Man Chai, and then went back to his room to cover himself with a blanket and sweat it out. Although Old Man Chai was worried, he couldn't help much, so he went back to his bedroom and fell asleep.

In Shang Lin's small bedroom, he sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and circulated his internal energy to regulate the heat flow in his body. She Jinxing stood at the door watching silently, but released all his spiritual senses, determined to detect the danger at the first moment.

At first, Shang Lin felt his body temperature rising higher and higher, probably exceeding thirty-nine degrees Celsius, but he was shivering with cold. He tried to mobilize his spiritual energy, but he was shaking violently like a frail old man.

Fortunately, Shang Lin didn't give up and kept trying. Finally, he mobilized the spiritual energy within his body, slowly channeling the surging heat within him, and then...

Shang Lin suddenly discovered that after he started channeling the heat with his spiritual power, his spiritual power was slowly increasing! This was an unexpected surprise, because his cultivation level hadn't changed at all since he entered the third level of Qi Refining.

So Shang Lin earnestly guided him and continued his cultivation. She Jinxing, who was protecting him, went from being on high alert at the beginning to later revealing his beastly eyes. Why was their sect leader so "fragrant"? If he ate him, he could ascend to immortality, right?

The moment this thought flashed through his mind, She Jinxing's senses returned to normal. He immediately closed his eyes. How could this be?! And where did this thought come from?

In that instant, She Jinxing felt as if he had been bewitched by something, bewitched into doing something that would lead to a terrible death and annihilation. This demon cultivator, who had never known what sweating was, was actually sweating at this moment!

He didn't know how much time had passed before She Jinxing raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Even without looking in a mirror, he was certain that his face must be frighteningly pale. How could this be?!

At 3:30 a.m., Shang Lin slowly opened his eyes. He felt that his fever had subsided, his cultivation had increased, and his body felt much lighter. He subconsciously reached out to pull open his clothes to see if there were any new "tattoos" on his chest.

She froze for a second, then remembered that She Jinxing was still beside her. She looked up, but the other was nowhere to be seen in the dim light. How could this be? How could her most loyal servant abandon her at a time like this?

Shang Lin hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp and got out of bed to look for the person. But as soon as he stepped out, She Jinxing stood guard outside the door like a gatekeeper. Shang Lin couldn't help but laugh and said, "What if you scare Old Man Chai when he gets up in the middle of the night?"

She Jinxing finally came to his senses and replied with his head down, "No, Old Man Chai won't wake up tonight. How is the Sect Master? Why did he come out?"

Shang Lin went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. "I'm fine now, you can rest assured."

She Jinxing was both surprised and delighted, "Really?"

While drinking water, Shang Lin replied, "You'll know once you feel it yourself."