Shang Lin's words are absolutely right. Lan Xuan and Shang Jing are indeed both talented in literature and martial arts, but they are still slightly inferior in dealing with evil spirits. If Ji Xiaoyao could join their office, it would be perfect.
But how can anything in this world be perfect? Water overflows when it's full, and the moon wanes when it's full. Situ Pojun said with some regret, "They are indeed powerful, but they are still a little lacking."
Shang Lin smiled but remained silent, because this "almost" was forever "almost." However, he did not go home immediately, but instead had Situ Pojun take him to a traditional Chinese medicine shop.
Situ Pojun hurriedly asked, "Where are you injured?"
"It's nothing, just buying some commonly used medicinal herbs."
The more casually Shang Lin spoke, the more Situ Pojun felt he was avoiding the real issue. "Are you really alright?"
Shang Lin mimicked a bodybuilder raising his arms and smiled at Situ Pojun, saying, "See, I'm really fine. You can go back now; I can get home by myself."
Situ Pojun got out of the car immediately. "Your disciples are protecting you so closely. I dare not leave you alone. What if something happens? They'll come to my office and cause trouble."
"You're overthinking it." Shang Lin smiled helplessly. "Besides, it's broad daylight and the world is clear, what could possibly happen to me?"
No matter what Shang Lin said, Situ Pojun still followed him into the Chinese medicine shop. Shang Lin didn't care; if he wanted to come along, so be it. It was just buying medicine; it wasn't like they were doing anything secretive.
However, since there was a free driver, Shang Lin bought quite a lot of medicine this time, which startled Situ Pojun, who immediately sent him a telepathic message, "You still say you're fine? These are all medicines for treating external injuries, right?"
Shang Lin smiled, "I'll tell you in a bit."
The two of them carried several large bags of medicine back to the car, and Shang Lin said, "I'm really fine. It was She Jinxing and Hu Tangdi who were injured. Taking on disciples isn't that easy."
Situ Pojun was taken aback, only then remembering that he had mentioned earlier that he had accidentally taken on a disciple. He subconsciously asked, "What kind of disciple did you take on this time?"
"Little Scorpion," Shang Lin said with a smile, "a bit fierce."
Situ Pojun glanced at Shang Lin helplessly, "You're making it sound so easy. Which of your disciples isn't fierce?"
"That's different. When I met them before, they were always in danger, so I've never seen them in their fiercest state. But this one is different; it's truly fierce." That's why the little snake and the others were injured.
The more casually Shang Lin spoke, the more puzzled Situ Pojun became. "Little Snake and the others are injured, how can you still accept new disciples?!"
Shang Lin smiled awkwardly, "It was just a coincidence."
"Heh." You think I'd believe that? What kind of coincidence is that? How come I've never encountered anything like it?
Despite inwardly cursing, Situ Pojun resignedly drove Shang Lin home, adding, "Call me if anything happens."
"Okay." Shang Lin smiled gently. "When will the final payment be made?"
Situ Pojun glared at Shang Lin without any regard for his image, "You money-grubber, I'll transfer the money to you when we get back." After saying that, he left Shang Lin with a face full of car exhaust fumes.
Shang Lin happily climbed the stairs home. What did car exhaust fumes matter when he got paid? Besides, the problem wasn't difficult to solve, and he even gained a new servant—killing two birds with one stone.
When Shang Lin arrived home, Huang Ying was cooking. He was taken aback and asked, "Why are you back?"
Before Huang Ying could answer, Xing Tian came out of the bedroom. "We're all back. It's been a long time since we've seen the Sect Leader. Since the Sect Leader has some time today, let's all have a meal together."
In fact, Shang Lin could never understand why Xing Tian would say that he hadn’t seen him for a long time. It was one thing when Xing Tian went home before, but at least it had been a few months. But this time, how long had they been renting a place outside?
However, not understanding doesn't mean it's unacceptable. Besides, it feels quite nice to be remembered like this. Perhaps it's because Xing Tian is an ordinary human being with a short lifespan.
Therefore, his approach to the issue of time is completely different from his own. After all, in his previous life, he would go into seclusion for decades, or even centuries, and sometimes even longer.
So Shang Lin readily agreed, saying, "It has indeed been a few days since we last met. What about the almanac?"
While playing games, Huang Li rushed up to Shang Lin and said, "Sect Master, I'm here."
Shang Lin looked at Xing Tian with some surprise, "This little boy has become obsessed with video games?"
Xing Tian hurriedly explained, "No, no, the almanac has always been well-behaved. It's just that it's a day off today, so it's playing around."
Although demon cultivators have long lifespans, they still have plenty to do, especially cultivation, which cannot be neglected in the slightest, otherwise they will be reduced to ashes in no time when they advance in their cultivation.
But if you don't advance and just want to live one day at a time, then your life won't be very long. It's extremely rare to develop intelligence and extremely rare to transform into human form. Who would want to live one day at a time? It would be better to be an ordinary wild beast without intelligence.
Therefore, Shang Lin would not allow his disciples to waste time on games, and everyone understood this. Xing Tian naturally had to carry it out resolutely.
But the next second, he heard the game end. Huang Li said somewhat dejectedly, "Humans are really amazing. They make a game so difficult. I'm never playing it again."
Shang Lin reached out and patted his head. "At your age, you really shouldn't waste time on games. You should learn more from Xing Tian. He knows a lot."
Huang Ying started cooking, looking every bit like a master chef, showing how quickly her culinary skills had improved. Shang Lin hurriedly told her, "Make a few more dishes, we have a new apprentice."
"Really?" Huang Ying asked, a hint of delight in her voice. "Is it a young man or a young woman?"
"Hmm?" Shang Lin had no choice but to say, "You'll see when you see it."
Huang Ying was taken aback. "What do you mean? Does that mean he's neither male nor female, or hermaphroditic?!"
Shang Lin immediately laughed, "What are you thinking? Did I acquire a seahorse? I'm going to the desert. Okay, you can start cooking now."
Huang Ying thought to herself, "Sect Leader, you're keeping this a secret? That's not like you at all."
However, Huang Ying still followed Shang Lin's advice and cooked a few more dishes. Since there wasn't time to cook rice, she also asked Huang Li to buy dozens of steamed buns. That's right, dozens of them, because she didn't know what the new disciple was and needed to prepare more.
Once the food was served, Shang Lin released everyone from the Dragon Spirit Tower, but Green Yao wasn't among them. For some reason, it had been "drunk" for a rather long time this time.
As soon as Red Scorpion came out, he looked at the small house with disdain and said in a particularly hurtful way, "So the Yuntai Sect is this poor!"
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