Shang Lin was a little worried about Xiao Bai, but Fan Mingyu had come back with him for lunch and dinner, so he didn't have time to go to the Dragon Spirit Tower to take a look.

After lunch, Fan Mingyu went back to his dormitory for a nap. He asked She Jinxing how Xiaobai was doing.

She Jinxing replied, "Xiaobai is tired and will probably need to sleep for a few days."

Shang Lin, "..."

Seriously? It's just shedding its skin. Is this some kind of advancement for demon cultivators? Does it require rest and recuperation?

Although Shang Lin didn't say it aloud, She Jinxing understood what he meant and immediately smiled and said, "This time, Xiaobai's molting is not a normal molting, so the situation will be a bit worse. Fortunately, it is nourished by the spiritual energy in the Dragon Spirit Tower and supported by spiritual medicine. It's just a matter of sleeping for a few days, so Sect Master doesn't need to worry."

"Okay, it's good that Xiaobai is alright."

As for the abnormal shedding, Shang Lin knew without asking that it was because Xiao Bai had been seriously injured before and was later nurtured in the Dragon Spirit Tower with various medicinal herbs, which caused this.

However, when school ended in the evening, Shang Lin went to see Xiao Bai as soon as possible. It should be noted that because he ate food with spiritual energy, his midnight snack was canceled.

Shang Lin was quite satisfied with this, as it saved him some time, and not just his time, but also She Jinxing's time.

Since She Jinxing didn't need to make midnight snacks for Shang Lin, he stayed in the Dragon Spirit Tower in his original form after Shang Lin went to his evening classes, keeping Xiao Bai inside his massive body, only letting its head stick out.

It looks comical and cute, without any of the ferocity of the Black Dragon. After all, a cute little white head on a dark mountain is not something that can be associated with ferocity.

The god who was finally "liberated" actually entered meditation on the side, which shows how tiring it is to take care of a child. But thinking about it, it makes sense. Little White was making a fuss all night, and Red Scorpion looked tired this morning.

Since everyone was well, Shang Lin prepared to go out and do his homework. Then Xing Tian arrived, holding the phone he had bought for Chang Feng. "The sect leader is indeed in the tower. Does he not want to do his homework? I can do it for him."

Shang Lin looked at the phone in Xing Tian's hand and asked, "Did you get a new phone?"

"How could that be?" Xing Tian looked around, clearly searching for someone. "This was bought for Changfeng, where is he?"

Ah Chou and Chang Feng quickly flew over from the third floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower. Ah Chou spent the whole day looking at his phone, copying and pasting, and writing things down on paper. In the end, he went to discuss it with Chang Feng.

Because he didn't know when Xing Tian would come back, and Xing Tian only replied with an OK emoji in his phone messages, he couldn't just wait around, could he?

Although Ah Chou and Chang Feng were not on the same wavelength at the beginning of their conversation, they gradually became able to have a pleasant chat. That's why they flew out reluctantly when they heard Xing Tian ask Chang Feng a question.

Seeing that they had flown over from the third floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower, Shang Lin hurriedly asked, "What are you doing on the third floor? There are two sealed paintings up there. Don't accidentally break the seal."

Ah Chou hurriedly said, "No, no, the third floor is the library, isn't it? I'm going to write a novel there. I heard that you can make money by writing novels, so I want to give it a try."

Shang Lin, "..."

What? This is so high-tech? You're really using your phone for nothing, are you even going to write novels now?

Xing Tian immediately realized, "So you asked me to come back to ask about this?"

Ah Chou nodded immediately, "Yes! I've been scrolling through my phone all day, and I discussed it with Changfeng all night. I even wrote an outline before, well, I guess that's about it! But I don't know the specifics of how to publish it, so I wanted to ask you."

As Xing Tian handed the phone box to Chang Feng, he said, "You've asked the wrong person. I know very little about this either. However, our Yuntai Sect has recruited human writers. I can take you to ask them."

Ah Chou immediately looked at his adorable appearance and his face fell. "I can't possibly meet ordinary humans like this!"

Xing Tian, ​​“Ah, this…”

Shang Lin finally snapped out of his shock and asked A Chou, "Why did you suddenly decide to write a novel? It's not easy to make money from that, is it? You probably don't earn as much as you do from drawing a talisman."

Although Shang Lin didn't know how much novelists earned in the human world, all walks of life in the human realm were fiercely competitive, and it wouldn't be easy for demon cultivators to gain a foothold, especially when it came to things that required brains.

It's not that Shang Lin thinks demon cultivators are incompetent, but rather that human brains are more powerful. This is a natural law where everything has its strengths and weaknesses; nothing is perfect.

For example, humans have powerful brains, but their physical strength cannot compare with that of demon cultivators. Conversely, demon cultivators have strong physical strength, but their minds cannot compare with those of humans.

Upon hearing Shang Lin's words, A Chou's face immediately fell. "I can't draw talismans independently yet, so I naturally need to think of other ways to make money. I can't keep relying on the sect leader and my fellow disciples, can I? I can't appear in front of people in this state, and I'm a pen, so writing novels is the most suitable option after thinking about it."

It must be said that Ah Chou's idea is indeed very reasonable, so Shang Lin said, "Then let's give it a try. As for not being able to appear in public... you can find Chi Xie and have him use an illusion to help you."

Ah Chou's eyes lit up immediately. "That's right, an illusion! This way I can talk to ordinary humans. How come I didn't think of that? The sect leader is truly amazing."

Xing Tian, ​​Shang Lin's number one fan, hurriedly chimed in, "That's right, our sect leader is extremely intelligent."

"Stop it already." Shang Lin looked at Xing Tian helplessly and quickly changed the subject, "Hasn't Fan Mingyu's company found a buyer yet?"

"Hmm." Xing Tian looked a little dejected when the topic came up. "I don't know why, but two other companies were interested before, but nothing came of it. The company is still operating normally, but we're making less money."

Shang Lin comforted him, "There's nothing we can do about it. It's already a miracle that Fan Mingyu's company didn't go bankrupt, let alone make money. But since he wants to sell, you'd better put in more effort."

"Yeah, I've been casting a wide net, but I don't know when I'll see any results."

Then Shang Lin asked, "How's it going over there at your place?"

"General Ji said that my father has moved here and the company in his hometown has changed hands. He told my mother that he doesn't want to work anymore and wants to stay with my mother and watch my younger sister grow up."

"...That's fine too."

"Well, as long as they're happy." Xing Tian then asked, "Does Sect Leader need me to help you with your homework?"

"Let's write it together, and you can tutor me after we finish."

"good."