Before leaving, Situ Pojun refined a lot of pills, but there were only a few Soul-Stabilizing Pills. Compared with other pills, the quantity was negligible, so he obviously didn't need them. Then, as the director of the office, Mo Rong probably didn't need them either, right?

Sure enough, the next second Mo Rong said, "I don't need it, but my employees do! Lan Xuan was almost unable to maintain his soul state before, but suddenly he got better. I asked him for a long time before he said that you gave him a Soul Stabilizing Pill. I thought, since there is such a good thing, why don't we keep some in our office? It's a pity that Sect Master Shang is too busy. The earliest we can do this is during the May Day holiday."

Shang Lin smiled awkwardly but politely, "Sorry, I really don't have time. Let's hurry up and figure out how to wake up from this dream, otherwise I'll have to skip class, which is unacceptable."

In fact, Mo Rong had also investigated everything about Shang Lin, but the results were exactly the same as those found by Situ Pojun, so he couldn't figure out who this person was.

But regardless of whether Shang Lin is human, demon, or neither, he is not a truly ordinary human being. Since he is not ordinary, why should he live like an ordinary human being? Especially since he is diligently studying in high school, preparing to get into a top university.

Mo Rong was somewhat baffled by this move. Shouldn't he have abandoned everything and focused on cultivation? Perhaps one day he might even advance in cultivation or even attain the Great Dao.

Or perhaps he could join a relevant department, utilize his skills, and make money or live a better life—it wouldn't be any harder than it is now, right? Or is he trying to gain acceptance through education, to make people believe he's just an ordinary person?

However, this was Shang Lin's choice, and he had no right to interfere. He could only go along with what Shang Lin said, "Then let's look for anyone else."

This dream was slightly different from the previous one. Although the scene was realistic, the temperature in nature was not accurately reflected. For example, even though it was March, the weather was still cold.

At least as Shang Lin said, the cold snap of early spring was still there, but they didn't feel cold at all. Not only were they not cold, but there was no wind either, as if they were indoors.

Shang Lin subconsciously reached for his phone, hoping to use an electronic map to determine their location in the city, but unfortunately... he was unsuccessful.

It's probably because the phone wasn't in the Dragon Spirit Tower. Otherwise, how could I have taken things out of the Dragon Spirit Tower so easily?

So Shang Lin could only resignedly ask Mo Rong, "Could you get a phone and check our location?"

If he's a night owl or a nightmare, then taking a cell phone wouldn't be a problem at all. After all, he can "take" a living person like himself, let alone an object.

But Mo Rong suddenly laughed and said, "Even if I could get the phone, could I make it access the internet in a dream? What can I find out without the internet? I'd better walk."

Shang Lin, "..."

Sigh, there are so many limitations in dreams. Even the Night Wanderer is helpless and can only rely on his own two legs to find people. What else can he do? Search!

To be fair, although Shang Lin spent more time in the city than Mo Rong, he basically lived a life between school and home, so he didn't explore the city much.

The number of times they occasionally strolled around could be described as extremely rare, so for a moment Shang Lin had no idea where they were, and as for Mo Rong, the newcomer, he couldn't be counted on at all!

However, Shang Lin wasn't the type to rely on others for everything, especially someone he'd only met once. Meeting them in a dream was completely unreliable.

So Shang Lin took out a piece of paper, quickly folded several paper cranes, then made a hand seal with both hands, and the paper cranes flew in front of him as if they were alive, saying, "Go find someone quickly." Then they flew away in all directions.

Mo Rong, “…”

This person can refine pills, how can he also use magic? Moreover, there aren't many people who know this kind of magic these days. As expected, those who can become the leaders of a sect are no ordinary people. Wait, how old is he? How could he possibly have so much magic?

What an enigmatic life!

Not long after, a paper crane flew back, stopped in front of Shang Lin for a moment, and then flew away again. Shang Lin hurriedly followed. It seemed that things were going more smoothly than he had imagined!

But after Shang Lin and Mo Rong had run quite a distance following the paper crane, he changed his mind, because...

In the shadows of a building, there was a pair of dark red eyes, just like the eyes of the bats Shang Lin had seen in the sewers, only not as big.

Of course, this is nothing special. After all, Shang Lin has seen many strange and bizarre creatures, and he is not bothered by them.

But the moment the owner of those eyes stepped out of the shadows, Shang Lin immediately stopped and subconsciously said, "Fan Mingyu!"

It was a face with little expression, and its body was very stiff. Only its dark red eyes were still lively, proving that it was still alive. But when it heard Shang Lin's voice, its red eyes immediately turned black.

Fan Mingyu shouted loudly to Shang Lin, "Shang Lin, save me!"

Shang Lin was suddenly awakened from his sleep. The blanket covering him almost fell to the ground, but he was caught by the suddenly appearing Red Scorpion.

Since Chi Xie had been called back by Shang Lin, it was naturally his job to make breakfast. He finished making breakfast and wanted to see if Shang Lin was awake, but as soon as he entered the door…

Good grief, the person on the bed with the blanket is about to fall off! So I quickly nimbly rolled up the blanket and caught it, then swiftly put it back on the bed, asking with some concern, "What's wrong with you? Can you really be such a terrible sleeper?"

Shang Lin lay there motionless, taking deep breaths for a while. He was forcibly awakened from his sleep, and his rapidly beating heart gradually returned to normal before he answered, "I dreamt that Fan Mingyu had an accident."

"...What?" Red Scorpion was a little taken aback, but still asked instinctively, "What happened to the little boy?"

“I don’t know, he was asking me for help in my dream.” Shang Lin sat up, supporting his slightly weak body. “What time is it? I need to see him as soon as possible.”

"It's 5:30. I was just about to wake you up for breakfast."

Shang Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Make some more, or buy some more. I'm hungry."

Red Scorpion looked at Shang Lin with some confusion, but said very cooperatively, "Then I'll go buy it, otherwise you won't have time for class."

"good."