In fact, Shang Lin looked rather frightening. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were completely bloodless, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were deeply furrowed. If it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing very faintly, he would be no different from a dead person.

Red Scorpion hurriedly squatted down in front of Shang Lin, taking the ginseng from Green Yao on his behalf while channeling spiritual energy into his body, much like She Jinxing's concern for the sect leader.

However, Shang Lin did not expect to end up in such a sorry state. He had made thorough preparations, but alas, compared to the powerful demon, his cultivation level was still insufficient.

Shang Lin was even more surprised that the Crimson Scorpion would actually transfer spiritual energy to him. This was somewhat shocking. After regaining some strength, he took the ginseng given to him by Green Yao and began to eat it raw. But as he ate...

Suddenly, he felt the spiritual energy in his body gathering little by little and then circulating within him, giving him a sense of endless vitality. He subconsciously looked at the ginseng in his hand, which was slightly different from the beige color he remembered; it was a little reddish.

Shang Lin couldn't help but ask Lü Yao, "What kind of ginseng is this?"

Green replied, "Yes, baby."

"What?!" Shang Lin exclaimed in surprise, "It has gained sentience?!"

Although this possibility is unlikely, with a spiritual Dragon Spirit Tower, demonic beasts as fertilizer, and medicinal herbs and spiritual plants working diligently, it doesn't seem impossible, right? After all, it's quite easy for ginseng to gain sentience.

The Divine Lord replied, "You're overthinking it. How long has the Dragon Spirit Tower been open? How could it possibly grow sentient demonic plants? This is probably a red ginseng, or even a blood ginseng, cultivated by Green One."

Greenie wasn't very intelligent, and its speech was like jumping beans. Shang Lin knew he wouldn't get anything out of it, so he simply stopped asking and continued eating. Once Greenie saw him eating, it vanished in a flash.

After eating, Shang Lin was fully recovered. He stood up, rolled up the painting, and sealed it again before sending it to the third floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower. That's right, he entered the fourth level of Qi Refining. Not only did the first and second floors become larger, but the third floor also opened.

The third floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower is a library, still a small space, but it can easily hold two scrolls. As for how many books it can hold in the future, that's a matter for later.

With the big problem of the little turtle solved, Shang Lin finally felt relieved. However, he still checked on Xiao Bai with some concern. It seemed completely unaffected, sleeping soundly, or perhaps in a deep, peaceful slumber.

However, the mottled scales and broken horn still stung Shang Lin's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask the deity, "When will its scales and broken horn heal?"

"When it advances, if it succeeds, it will be a complete transformation, and everything will be changed." After saying that, the Divine Lord advised, "It is already very good as it is now. Not only was it not sold by weight, but it was also not divided up into pieces. It is still alive and has the hope of advancing."

Shang Lin, "..."

Well, as long as we're alive, there's hope, and anything is possible. Next, we need to deal with Xing's father's situation. I just wonder how Ji Xiaoyao is doing now?

After leaving the Dragon Spirit Tower, Shang Lin took a medicinal bath. Perhaps it was because of the ginseng, but his spiritual power recovered and his cultivation level increased, which was a pleasant surprise.

Then Shang Lin fell into a deep sleep. No matter what unexpected joy it might bring, the original owner's broken body was a serious hindrance, and things couldn't be rushed.

The next morning, Shang Lin didn't wake up naturally but was instead awakened by a phone call from She Jinxing. It was rare for him to be so emotionally unstable. "Sect Master, General Ji..."

Shang Lin sat up abruptly. "What's wrong with him?"

"I can't explain it either. Why don't you come and take a look, Sect Master?"

As Shang Lin dressed, he asked, "Is he still on the third basement floor of the office?"

"Um."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After getting dressed, Shang Lin told Chi Xie that he was going out and then used a teleportation talisman to go to the office. Chi Xie couldn't help but twitch his lips. How urgent was this? Even their stingy sect leader was starting to squander money?

Shang Lin's appearance at such a speed truly shocked She Jinxing. But seeing that he came alone, she subconsciously thought of the teleportation talisman and immediately had the same thought as Chi Xie: the stingy sect leader had actually squandered money.

However, Ji Xiaoyao's situation was a bit frightening, and he didn't know what to do. He could only call the sect leader, but he made the call at the right time, not in the middle of the night.

She Jinxing rushed forward, "Sect Master, please take a look at General Ji and see what's wrong?"

When Shang Lin arrived at the third basement level today, the frost-white hue had completely disappeared. The only black-clad figure, Ji Xiaoyao, was no longer sitting as if in deep meditation; instead, he stood as straight as a pine or cypress, just like…

Like a human figurine.

Shang Lin hurriedly asked, "How long has he been like this?"

"Around midnight this morning, the frost around us slowly disappeared. I took a look, and when I went to check on General Ji again, he had stood up at some point and was standing there motionless, as cold as ice. Was he frozen by the chilling aura of the evil spirit?"

"I don't think so. I gave him both the Soul Nourishing Pill and the Soul Stabilizing Pill." Shang Lin took out another robe from the Dragon Spirit Tower and put it on. The things he'd been doing lately had been a bit expensive. "Don't move, I'll go take a look."

She Jinxing hurriedly stopped him, "The situation is unclear, it's not safe for the sect leader to be alone."

Shang Lin smiled, "You're here, what are you afraid of?"

She Jinxing, “…”

Shang Lin walked towards Ji Xiaoyao at a moderate pace, just like he was walking normally, and the distance wasn't far, so he stopped in front of the "human terracotta warrior" in no time.

Ji Xiaoyao's dark eyes now showed white, making him look no different from a normal human, except that he was completely still and lifeless. His face was still the same face, and he was still the same person, yet he seemed not to be that person at all.

Is it because his eyes have returned to normal that he looks so different? Shang Lin wanted to reach out and touch Ji Xiaoyao, but was stopped by She Jinxing, who appeared in a flash. "Sect Master, don't move."

Seeing his disobedient servant, Shang Lin sighed silently, but the next second Ji Xiaoyao moved. His black sword flashed and swung straight at Shang Lin.

She Jinxing kicked Ji Xiaoyao's wrist, then grabbed Shang Lin and pulled away. Ji Xiaoyao quickly dodged by twisting his wrist, but was still hit by the wind from the kick, and cracks immediately appeared on his wrist.

However, at this moment, his mind, filled with murderous intent, had no other thoughts but only one—those who touch me will die. He then chased after them.