Everyone looked at Shang Lin with puzzled eyes, only to see him smile calmly and say, "It's done. You don't need to worry about planting herbs anymore."

Huang Ying wanted to take Shang Lin's hand to look at it, but in the end she only asked, "Is that all?" Judging from Hu Tangdi's tone just now, this little thing seemed to be very difficult to tame.

"Hmm." Shang Lin solemnly instructed, "Don't underestimate it, and don't provoke it, otherwise we won't be able to handle it when it goes berserk."

Xing Tian stepped forward and carefully examined it. "So amazing?!" It didn't look like anything special at all, just an ordinary little bamboo section, small and cute.

Qiu Niang asked, "Is your hand alright, my benefactor?"

Shang Lin raised his hand. "It's just a minor injury; it'll be fine tomorrow. You can talk to them about establishing the Yuntai Sect. It's getting late; I need to rest."

It was a minor injury, but I lost a lot of blood and wasted even more energy. If I hadn't taken a medicinal bath today, it's hard to say whether I could have made it through.

Even though Shang Lin didn't explicitly say it, everyone knew about his physical condition. Without him having to make any arrangements, they moved everything Hu Tangdi brought back into the Dragon Spirit Tower and planted it immediately.

However, Shang Lin was home alone tonight, and Ji Xiaoyao did not return to the Dragon Spirit Tower with everyone, saying directly, "I'll stay and protect you."

Shang Lin wanted to say, "What danger could I possibly be in my own home?"

But then he thought about how there were so many strange beings in the human world, who knew when one might suddenly appear? What if it was a strange being that he couldn't subdue and that was causing havoc on the world? So, in order to get a good night's sleep, Shang Lin said, "Then thank you for your trouble."

"You're too kind, my benefactor."

Hearing the word "benefactor" from Ji Xiaoyao's mouth made Shang Lin feel extremely awkward, but this man was very stubborn about many things, and he didn't want to bother correcting him.

But judging from Ji Xiaoyao's words, he seems to have decided that Qiu Niang is his wife, and he doesn't care what she thinks, he's just going to stay by her side? Well, I don't understand love and romance.

No, who can truly understand matters of love and romance? It's just a matter of individual perspectives. The most important thing is for me to get some rest.

Whether it was because he was too tired or because he had bodyguards watching over him, Shang Lin slept very soundly that night, only waking up when the alarm clock rang at home. This was a normal and sufficient amount of sleep for a fifteen-year-old boy.

During the day, Shang Lin continued to soak in the medicinal bath while absorbing spiritual energy, and then used the spiritual energy to unblock the meridians. Reshaping the body was not something that could be done for the time being, but what could be done should be done as soon as possible, since this body could not be delayed.

Shang Lin didn't even overlook the spiritual energy on the bronze mirror, but the mirror was still the same as when he bought it, which really left the well-informed man somewhat helpless.

In the afternoon, Hu Tangdi suddenly appeared beside Shang Lin, his demeanor unusually restrained. "Master, you haven't named the medicinal herbs and spiritual plants yet?"

Shang Lin looked at Hu Tangdi with a bit of helplessness, "Keep your distance from me when you appear in the future. I'm young and not in good health, and I can't stand being frightened."

Hu Tangdi immediately stepped back a distance, his attitude exceptionally polite, "Yes, Master, I've remembered that name..."

Shang Lin was quite certain that Hu Tangdi hadn't taken his words to heart, but he didn't say it outright because he knew that only by being strong could he win people's hearts and minds.

However, let's call this herb "Green One".

“Okay, there’s one more thing. Huang Ying and I are demon cultivators, unlike ghost cultivators. We need to eat food unless we have a fasting pill.”

Shang Lin then realized the problem. Qiu Niang and the others also needed food, just not like Hu Tangdi and the others. So, "What did you eat after being sealed for nearly a thousand years?"

Hu Tangdi's expression suddenly darkened. "My master may not know, but I've eaten everything edible, even rain, snow, vegetation, withered grass, and tree roots..."

Shang Lin felt a little sympathy but more puzzled. "You are a demon with cultivation, after all. Even if you are sealed and forced to abstain from grains, why do you have to wrong yourself like this?"

"Master, the past is too painful to recall."

“Alright.” Shang Lin naturally had no interest in digging into other people’s wounds. “But you guys will have to hold on for a while. Once I start school, it will be easier for you to do whatever you want outside.”

"Yes, Master."

During the few days that Grandpa Chai was away from home, Shang Lin continued to take medicinal baths. His body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his appetite increased, and his face regained some color, no longer as pale as paper.

It was only then that Shang Lin realized how neglectful he had been of everyone. So after dinner, he called everyone out for a meeting, but the purpose was the same: to prepare food for everyone when he went to the county.

Huang Ying was immediately moved and wanted to hug Shang Lin's leg, "My lord, you finally remembered that I need to eat. If it weren't for my cultivation level, I would have starved to death long ago."

Shang Lin coughed apologetically, "It was my oversight before, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm poor, after all!"

Taling laughed out loud, but when he saw everyone looking at him, he immediately put on a serious face and said, "You guys continue, I'm just here to watch the fun."

Qiu Niang hurriedly said, "I stayed by your side to repay your kindness. I only want to make money for you. How can I let you spend money? Besides, before I met you, I was just a lonely ghost who had never received anything, but I still got by."

Xing Tian quickly chimed in, "Yes, Master, I did it voluntarily, and ghosts don't really need to spend money, so don't think about it too much. Let's focus on how to make money so we can build up our sect."

Ji Xiaoyao's words were rather cold and hard: "I don't need it either." But his eyes remained fixed on Qiu Niang, and his heartache almost overflowed from his eyes, which had returned to normal.

However, Qiu Niang seemed completely oblivious, her gaze still fixed on Shang Lin, as if this young boy was the only one in her heart and mind.

Hu Tangdi said nothing, and once again appeared charming and captivating.

Unsure if Old Man Chai would return the next day, Shang Lin didn't say anything more to everyone and let them all go home. But that night, he experienced insomnia for the first time.

In the three years since he came to the human world, Shang Lin has devoted almost all his energy to maintaining and repairing the original owner's broken body. Now that his body is better, he has the energy to think about things, which is why he suffers from insomnia.

Shang Lin put on his clothes, sat down at the table, and began to write down what he needed to do next. Although plans can change quickly, it was still necessary to make the necessary preparations.

As soon as Shang Lin wrote a single word, the chickens in the yard let out a pitiful cry. He threw down his pen and rushed out. Half of the chickens in the coop had already collapsed, and the rest were flying and jumping around in a panic.

Hu Tangdi flashed over and reappeared in front of Shang Lin with a small ball of fur in her hand. She said angrily, "You have some nerve, stealing chickens from my master's house."