Surviving a Tribulation Failure and Collecting Disciples in the Mortal World

Shang Liang, the master of the Yuntai Sect, failed his ascension after using the remains of an ancient divine dragon to refine a magical artifact, the Dragon Soul Tower, causing his soul to transmi...

Chapter 296 is interesting.

Hehe, look, where in this world is there a perfect solution? It's all about choices. Shang Lin suddenly realized that ever since he transmigrated to the human world, he seemed to have been caught in this dilemma, unable to move forward or backward!

Shang Lin didn't wait for Mo Ce to call him; he woke up halfway through the journey. When he woke up, it was snowing outside. Although it was completely dark by then, he could still see the large snowflakes clearly.

Shang Lin immediately looked at Mo Ce and asked, "How long has this snow been falling? Will it affect our journey?"

"Awake?" Mo Ce's focus on driving returned slightly after the snowfall. "It's alright, we'll be there in another hour. How deep can the snow get in an hour? If all else fails, we can just drive slowly."

"All right."

Shang Lin was no longer sleepy. He took out his phone to check the messages. In the classmate group, there were still energetic young people chatting. The fellow cultivator group was more interesting.

Because of the teleportation talisman drawn by Shang Lin, the group has been studying it for a while now. Later, the fellow cultivators who received the talisman also joined in the study with great enthusiasm. But today...

Master Yuanyin actually posted a demon-subduing diagram in the group. The shape of this "demon" was a human body, with dots and lines connecting various acupoints.

When Shang Lin first looked at it, he was momentarily dazed, as if someone was tired but hadn't lay down to rest, and was involuntarily dozing off.

However, Shang Lin knew that he was not sleepy at the moment, so this daze was not due to drowsiness, but rather the image itself. He did not make things difficult for himself and continued to read the text posted by Master Yuanyin.

Unaware Temple - Yuanyin: Repair Bounty Notice. Everyone, this Demon-Subduing Diagram is missing a part. Who can help repair it? If it is repaired, the reward is one million.

Qingfeng Temple - Yu Qingfeng: Master, this question is beyond our scope. We haven't even figured out a teleportation talisman yet. I can only watch from the sidelines.

Bujue Temple - Yuanyin: Smiling emoji.

Mingyue Temple - Yao Mingyue: Master, is it really appropriate for you to start with a hellish difficulty level? I can't understand it at all.

Unaware Temple – Yuan Yin: Smiling emoji. It's definitely challenging, otherwise I wouldn't have cast such a wide net. @Shang Lin, what do you think?

Yuntai Sect - Shang Lin: I can't see it. I was momentarily dazed after just one glance.

Qingfeng Temple—Yu Qingfeng: What does that mean?

Mingyue Temple – Yao Mingyue: Why is it that no matter how much I look at it, from left to right, up to down, horizontally to vertically, from front to back, I get absolutely no reaction? Am I not worthy?

Unaware Temple - Yuan Yin: @Shang Lin, are you really looking dazed?!

Yuntai Sect - Shang Lin: @Master Yuanyin, well, it could also be because I was looking at my phone in the car, but that's very unlikely, since I don't get carsick.

Unaware Temple - Yuanyin: Then take another look, what if it can be repaired?

Yuntai Sect – Shang Lin: Master, you overestimate me. I'll take a look when I get home. But what's the point of repairing this? Are we really going to subdue demons, or is it simply to revise some documents?

Bujue Temple – Yuanyin: Both exist.

Qingfeng Temple - Yu Qingfeng: @Shang Lin, are you in the car? Did you go out to play during the Chinese New Year?

Yuntai Sect - Shang Lin: Hmm.

Can we say he went to earn extra money? And...

Mo Ce suddenly asked, "What do little boys your age usually do? Play video games?"

Shang Lin really wanted to say, "I don't belong to the kind of little boy you're talking about, the kind you're talking about."

But when he thought about himself now, he realized he was still just a little boy, and he said, "I don't know what others do, but I do practice problems whenever I have time. Otherwise, how can I become the top scorer?"

As for playing games, where would I find the time? Besides, how can any of those games compare to the realism of fighting my way through the cultivation world? They have absolutely no appeal whatsoever!

Shang Lin didn't think his words were boastful, because becoming the top scholar was indeed his goal, and the higher the education level, the wider the network of contacts he could make. He couldn't miss this opportunity.

Mo Ce looked at Shang Lin with some surprise, "Is your goal that high?"

Shang Lin chuckled, "I have to be tall, I need to earn money to support my family."

Unpredictable, "..."

He really wanted to say, "You can earn two months' salary just by staying here, right? How can you support a family? Do you have to act so pitiful? Are you trying to stir up trouble?"

Even though Mo Ce didn't say it, Shang Lin could guess what he was thinking, so he said, "Brother Mo, do you think I can easily make money just by coming out here? But I'm a minor, and I look younger than my peers. Unless someone like you or Brother Han trusts me and helps me, they'll only come to me if they encounter a supernatural event. Who else would do that? So I have to have other ways to make money, right? I have no parents, only a godfather with poor health. Studying hard is a shortcut for me."

Mo Ce paused for a moment, because when he first saw Shang Lin, he was very skeptical about the fact that he was a "master". After all, it was in their workplace, a place where outsiders were not allowed to go easily.

If it were someone else, in an ordinary environment where anyone could go, no one would believe it. However, "Actually, it's easy for you to make money. You can join the army and work in the relevant departments. They are always short-staffed and the pay is high. Of course, the corresponding risks are also high, but with your abilities and strong support and team, you will be safe and sound."

Shang Lin laughed, "No, if I go, who will take care of my godfather? You're a soldier, you should know better than anyone that once you get busy, it might not be easy for your family to even see you."

"Yes! This is indeed a difficult problem." After sighing, Mo Ce encouraged him, "But little brother, you are so capable, this predicament is only temporary. You will definitely make a name for yourself in the future."

Shang Lin really wanted to say, "I don't want to stand out from the crowd. I just want to get rich quietly and then advance safely with the disciples in the sect."

But he smiled and said, "Then I'll take Mo Ge's good wishes."

The one-hour drive passed quickly, and thankfully they arrived. Due to the heavy snow, the highway was temporarily closed. Mo Ce drove Shang Lin to his doorstep and even took out the things that Han Ze's parents had put in the car for him.

Shang Lin decisively refused, "No need, no need. Your comrades should take more back and share. There are only two people in my family, and we can't finish all this food."

Mo Ce said, "These were all given to you by your uncles and aunts. I kept mine. Besides, some of my teammates went home for the New Year, so there weren't enough people to share."

"Alright then, I'll only mention what I can handle."

Mo Ce, without giving any explanation, delivered the "goods" directly to Shang Lin's home, saying, "It's already dark, I won't feel at ease if I don't deliver you home, you're a minor."

Shang Lin, "..."

Is he a little girl?