The Divine Lord suddenly realized a problem: Shang Lin truly deserved to be the head of a sect; his sophistry left him speechless. Well, compared to humans, demons were completely inferior in some aspects, such as their ability to sophistry.

So the deity resigned himself to taking the person to the second floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower. As soon as Shang Lin stepped down, he felt as if he had entered his cramped bedroom. No, no, this was even smaller than his current bedroom, probably only five or six square meters.

However, it's barely enough for refining ordinary pills. But refining pills in such a small space can feel suffocating, and I don't know if it will affect my performance.

Seeing that Shang Lin's expression was not good, the deity finally felt like he had turned the tables, but he still asked in a serious tone, "So why did you leave the spacious place unused and squeeze onto the second floor?"

Shang Lin stated frankly, "I'm not comfortable with that little turtle."

"Isn't it trapped by you?"

To be fair, the Divine Lord had great faith in Shang Lin's abilities, and this faith largely stemmed from his preconceived notions from his previous life. Therefore, although his words were a question, they were essentially a statement of fact.

Shang Lin gave a wry smile. "Does the Divine Lord still think I am my past self? I am now just an ordinary cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining. Although the trapping array I set up is effective, it won't last long. That little turtle can possess another body as easily as playing around. What kind of simple monster could it be? I have to be on guard!"

"...Alright, you refine the pills, I'll go and watch over it for you."

Shang Lin was surprised that the God would be so cooperative, and couldn't help but sincerely say, "Thank you."

With a wave of his hand, the deity flew out of the window. Shang Lin immediately set up the formation and refined the pills. He had to finish today's tasks today. If he postponed them to tomorrow, tomorrow would be even busier, and in the end, he might not be able to do anything properly. It would also easily lead to procrastination.

Shang Lin stayed inside the Dragon Spirit Tower all day and didn't come out until almost dinner time. Well, he came in through the security door, looking completely exhausted, almost like he had to be carried out by She Jinxing like before!

However, She Jinxing had anticipated that Shang Lin would turn out this way, so he prepared a very sumptuous dinner, including medicinal cuisine, to ensure that Shang Lin would recover as quickly as possible.

However, Shang Lin did not eat immediately. Instead, he took a medicinal bath, which was very beneficial to his cultivation. However, the feeling of being hungry was very unpleasant.

Shang Lin did refine a few fasting pills, but the original owner of this body was in poor health and didn't really want to eat them. He could just endure it. Unfortunately, the original owner's body was not cooperating. Although the spiritual power in his body increased, it had no effect on hunger.

She Jinxing wanted to dissuade him, but in the end he held back, because he knew that the sect leader was doing this in order to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, and he only needed to protect him.

This was the first time Old Man Chai had ever seen Shang Lin taking a medicinal bath. He asked She Jinxing, quite puzzled, "What is he doing? He's been to the library all day, isn't he tired or hungry?"

She Jinxing explained to Old Man Chai, "Soaking in a medicinal bath can help restore physical strength as quickly as possible."

"oh."

After taking a medicinal bath and having dinner, Shang Lin felt like he had finally come back to life and could start preparing for the sect's first all-member gathering tomorrow. No, it should be said that it was about communication; he needed to make sure everyone was not frightened by Fan Mingyu.

She Jinxing asked, "We're all going to Xing Tian's place tomorrow, what about Old Man Chai? Will he be alright alone at home?"

To be honest, Shang Lin had never thought about this issue before. Perhaps it was because he had gotten used to the fact that Old Man Chai was not him in the past year or so, but now it really was a problem.

Although Shang Lin and Old Man Chai had confessed to each other last night, he didn't mention the matter of establishing the Yuntai Sect in the human realm. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk about it, but Old Man Chai was a bit agitated last night, and he didn't dare to provoke him further.

And what about the current disciples of the Yuntai Sect? How am I supposed to introduce them to Old Man Chai? She Jinxing has already admitted to being human, so should I just continue to keep it a secret?

At 9 p.m., Shang Lin sent a message in the Yuntai Sect group, calling everyone online to discuss the gathering for tomorrow. In addition to Fan Mingyu, Old Man Chai also had to attend.

Xing Tian: Why does the sect leader want Old Man Chai to participate as well?

Sect Leader: I dare not leave him alone at home.

Hu Tangdi: So, should we show up or not?

Sect Leader: Show yourself, but let's be honest, we're all human.

God: How can Green Yao, Ugly, and I maintain our normal human appearances?

Sect Master: Green Yao and Ah Chou will not participate. God, just tell the truth. Spirit.

Everyone fell silent. Was their sect leader going to completely loosen restrictions? It was one thing to loosen restrictions on their junior brother, but to loosen them on Old Man Chai as well? Wasn't that a bit inappropriate?

God: Give me a Soul-Stabilizing Pill, and I will become human.

Sect Leader: That's asking too much of you.

God: You believe that eye-rolling emoji?

Sect Leader: Isn't it because of the short notice?

God: It's decided then and there.

After saying that, the Divine Lord logged off, feeling that he had won another round. He argued that he was no match for Shang Lin, but he could use force to overcome all his skills. Let's see what he can do.

Shang Lin sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. He had just finished refining the pills and his strength had only just recovered. He still had to... wait a minute, did he still have the Soul-Stabilizing Pills he had refined for Lan Xuan?

Alright, the rest were all given to Xing Tian and Ji Xiaoyao. There wasn't even half left. But this is a good opportunity to refine a batch and distribute them.

Speaking of which, I wonder how Ji Xiaoyao is doing? He should have attended this sect gathering, but getting him to leave Qiu Niang would probably be a bit difficult, so let's just forget about it and talk about it another time.

The discussion ended there. The next morning, Shang Lin woke up and sent a message in the Daoist group: The pills have been refined. How do you all want to collect them?

Mingyue Temple - Yao Mingyue: I'll book the tickets and go there right away.

Qingfeng Temple - Yu Qingfeng: I'll take Sect Leader Shang to the auction on the 9th. Just give it to me then.

Mingyue Temple - Yao Mingyue: ...You're so good at this, then I'll wait for the 9th too.

Shang Lin stared at the chat page with a bewildered expression. He hadn't mentioned going to the auction, had he? Why was everyone assuming he was going, and even eager to include him?

Okay, I'll go then. After confirming the schedule and time for going to the auction on the 9th with everyone in the group, Shang Lin left the group and then called Fan Mingyu.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, and Fan Mingyu was clearly still half asleep. His voice was groggy and slightly nasal when he answered the phone, but his tone was quite unpleasant, "Who is it? It's so early in the morning, can't a person get any sleep?"

Shang Lin glanced at the time subconsciously and said in a very good-natured manner, "Sorry, sorry, it's me, Shang Lin. I forgot the time. But since I've already woken you up, where should I pick you up at noon?"