When Shang Lin was resting that night, he had another dream. Apart from the time when he was pestered by Qiu Niang, he had a series of dreams, but he hadn't had any since, and they were all so chaotic.

First, a figure appeared, as if it had been drawn from a traditional Chinese ink painting, silently taking shape. Its face was indistinct, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female. Then, it seemed to disperse like ink, disappearing without a trace.

Then came Yuan Shanglin, who was about five or six years old. He had a pale face and a thin body, looking like he was about to collapse from illness. He was being carried in Old Man Chai's arms, and they were in a hurry!

Then came the death of the original Shang Lin, and how I transmigrated into this world, followed by my experiences over the past five years...

That night, Shang Lin's dream was like a revolving lantern, showing fragmented scenes of the original Shang Lin and his own life over the years, along with some other random images.

So much so that when Shang Lin woke up early, he stared at the ceiling for a long time, unable to come to his senses. What did this dream foreshadow? Or what was about to happen? It seemed a bit like…

A person nearing the end of their life looks back on their past!

Moreover, the quality of this kind of sleep was nonexistent, so when Shang Lin got up and washed up, she discovered that there were dark circles under her eyes!

Sigh, Shang Lin sighed silently in his heart. The little snake was going to worry again!

Sure enough, as soon as She Jinxing saw Shang Lin's appearance, he immediately asked, "Sect Leader, what's wrong? Didn't you get enough rest? Or were you affected by what happened last night?"

Shang Lin smiled gently, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

She Jinxing, “…”

This doesn't look good at all. How can the sect leader speak so casually?

But in the end, She Jinxing didn't say anything, because Shang Lin went to class as if nothing had happened.

It must be said that the disciples of the Yuntai Sect and the human employees of the studio managed to compile a list of the areas where paranormal events frequently occurred in just two days. Xing Tian has already begun preparations to explore and film the areas, starting from the nearest and gradually moving to the farthest and from the easiest to the most difficult, and even to livestream them.

Even the God Lord, who is not usually very active in sect affairs, was eager to try this time, looking like he wanted to go with Xing Tian and the others to film.

On the contrary, She Jinxing was not so enthusiastic. He even poured cold water on the Divine Lord's enthusiasm, "Master, as a tower spirit, how far can you leave the Dragon Spirit Tower? Can you travel a long distance with Xing Tian and the others?"

God, "..."

This is the first time I've ever found my disciple so annoying. What's wrong with the tower spirit? He can take the Dragon Spirit Tower with him, but I don't know if Shang Lin will agree, since that guy is incredibly stingy.

Shang Lin didn't pay attention to what everyone else was doing, because he had another monthly exam coming up. He knew he wasn't in good shape, so he wanted to focus all his energy on studying to avoid losing his position as the top student in the grade.

However, She Jinxing still told Shang Lin about what Xing Tian and the others were going to do, just in case he disagreed.

Shang Lin really didn't expect that Xing Tian's ways of making money would keep coming up one after another. However, "He can lead the team, but he can't show his face. Or he can stay at home and continue to shoot food videos with Huang Ying, and let Hu Tangdi and Chi Xie shoot them. At least if they encounter any crisis, they can protect themselves."

“Okay, I’ll talk to them.” She Jinxing asked again, still worried, “Sect Master, are you really alright? You look worse and worse.”

Shang Lin replied perfunctorily, "Yeah, I've been tired from studying lately."