When She Jinxing flew to the riverbank, Little White was tumbling on the water, its surface sparkling beautifully. The God stood by the river, silently watching the cub having so much fun.

Upon seeing She Jinxing arrive, the deity couldn't help but sigh, "I'm really not suited to teaching cubs! It's too much of a test of my patience. It's perfect that you're here, you can teach it."

As soon as Xiaobai saw She Jinxing appear, it immediately leaped from the water and wrapped itself around him.

She Jinxing instantly conjured a tail, letting Xiaobai twist and turn with him, before smiling at the Divine Lord: "It's hard on you, Master, but Xiaobai is still young. This water control technique can be taught slowly, there's no rush."

Little White blinked its big, light blue eyes, looking at She Jinxing with a blank expression, then at the God, and finally huddled on She Jinxing's tail, looking drowsy.

Now the God-King was even more troubled. He slightly raised his hand, and a stream of water rose from the river. Under his control, it was like a lively water dragon, heading straight for Little White.

She Jinxing immediately curled his tail, pulling Xiaobai out of the water dragon's attack range. He looked at the deity with apologetic eyes, "Master, don't worry. I will teach Xiaobai from now on. It's so sleepy right now, it won't remember anything even if it learns. It's better to let it sleep."

The deity frowned slightly. "You, how come you've become a doting father, just like Shang Lin?"

"What do you mean?" She Jinxing smiled innocently. "Master has been teaching Xiaobai for so long, go and rest for a while."

The deity glanced helplessly at She Jinxing, already certain that he was the second Shang Lin. However, seeing Xiaobai instantly fall asleep while clinging to his tail, he had no choice but to leave.

She Jinxing gently patted Xiaobai's head and said softly, "You, haven't you been seriously learning the art of water manipulation from the Divine Lord? Once he runs out of patience, let's see who will spend all day with you?"

I don't know if Little White heard me, but it rolled over again, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep soundly, completely carefree.

She Jinxing smiled helplessly. It's good for cubs to live in a comfortable environment, they can grow up without worries. However, too much comfort is not a good thing for demon cultivators. Little White still needs to learn as soon as possible.

However, Little White was probably exhausted today. She Jinxing didn't even notice when he left, and it was still asleep, almost snoring loudly!

The deity, while complaining, was also dutifully watching over things, creating an incredibly contradictory situation.

When Shang Lin returned home from school that evening, She Jinxing first told him about A Chou's situation, and then asked, "Does the sect leader know what's going on in this situation?"

"I don't know," Shang Lin said frankly. "I come from the cultivation world. Who writes novels there? Everyone is busy cultivating, searching for cultivation resources, and exploring secret realms. Where would they have time to do anything else? As for ordinary people without cultivation talent, even if they wrote novels, they wouldn't be like Ah Chou. Otherwise, they would have spread throughout the cultivation world long ago. After all, it's such an amazing and outrageous thing."

She Jinxing naturally didn't know what the cultivation world was like, but he believed Shang Lin's words, so he said, "Since that's the case, we don't need to investigate further. Anyway, it's a good thing for Ah Chou. Sect Master, hurry up and do your homework."

Shang Lin was somewhat worried, "It's a good thing, but I'm afraid... it can only be done during a blood moon, and Ah Chou will definitely be disappointed!"

Which cultivator doesn't yearn for an improvement in their cultivation level, especially such a rapid and leaping improvement? They would be overjoyed even in their dreams. But if it's just a fleeting moment, the huge sense of loss would be something no one could calmly accept.

Judging from his own experience, Shang Lin felt that if he were in that situation, he would also be disappointed. If he were even more narrow-minded, the consequences would probably be even more serious, and he would easily develop inner demons.

She Jinxing was immediately stunned. Yes, he was disappointed, but he still comforted him, "There's always a way out. I'll go and explain things to Ah Chou now, so that things don't turn out the way the sect leader guessed, which would be a great disappointment to him."

Shang Lin nodded. "Alright, consider it a heads-up."

She Jinxing disappeared immediately, and Shang Lin started doing his homework. He had finished all his homework during evening class today, and now he was mainly looking at the test paper that his math teacher had given him.

To be fair, Shang Lin has done the most math, physics, and chemistry practice problems in the past two years, especially since starting high school, he's done all sorts of practice problems, but today's test paper...

As Shang Lin scanned the papers, he knew he wouldn't get a perfect score. Sure enough, the competition he was going to participate in was definitely not on the same level as his usual exams.

Shang Lin put down the test paper, took out his phone and checked. It turned out to be the highest-level math competition among middle school students! The students participating were either extremely good at math or had attended training courses.

But the latter group has far more members than the former, and how can someone like me, who has never attended any training courses, compare with others? For example, there are a few questions on this math test that I've never even seen before.

Sure enough, the math teacher overestimated himself.

In just over two years, I was able to break through the encirclement and take the lead, which is already a genius achievement. Anything more will require time to accumulate.

However, he could do the test paper first. Shang Lin immediately picked up his pen and started working on the test paper, occasionally scribbling on the draft paper.

For a moment, the room was completely silent, save for the occasional sound of Shang Lin turning the pages of his test paper and the scratching of his pen on the paper. Suddenly, the air rippled slightly, and he immediately looked up to see Changfeng standing before him.

At this moment, Changfeng was not in human form, but in his original form, which was still covered in blood and emitted wisps of black mist. Shang Lin subconsciously asked, "Why are you back?! Are you injured?"

I don't think so, right? I don't feel anything!

Changfeng let out a deep sword cry, then landed and transformed into human form, sitting directly on the chair next to Shang Lin. "I'm fine, just a minor injury."

Shang Lin's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked, "Where are you injured?"

Changfeng tugged at his clothes. "It's just a minor injury. I'm just a little tired."

Shang Lin saw Chang Feng's minor injury. It was indeed not serious, just a shallow cut. However, black energy was wrapped around the cut, indicating that it was caused by an evil spirit. Therefore, even though it was a minor injury, it would not heal quickly. In fact, if not handled properly, the wound could even deepen and enlarge.

Shang Lin hurriedly took out a pill and handed it to Chang Feng, "How did you get injured? Did Mo Rong enslave you?"

Changfeng took the pill, looked at it, and then swallowed it in one gulp. "Yes, Mo Rong has been killing like crazy these past two days. I don't know where all these evil spirits came from."