The content of the evening classes is different every day. Sometimes the teacher will give a lecture, sometimes the exam papers will be reviewed, and sometimes we will do the papers and homework. In total, the two classes last for an hour and a half, unlike the 45-minute class during the day.
This meant fewer breaks between classes, and then Shang Lin noticed a problem: Xu Feifei wasn't around, and the feeling of being constantly on someone's back was gone. Wasn't this just making She Jinxing's efforts go to waste?
But he couldn't just take the initiative to get closer to Xu Feifei because of this, could he? In the end, Shang Lin could only send a telepathic message to She Jinxing, "Why don't you go home first? You probably won't find that classmate today."
She Jinxing said, "Since I'm already here, let's wait for the sect leader to come together. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of my time?"
Although She Jinxing didn't find any classmates watching Shang Lin, he found it quite interesting to observe these humans. For example, not all the classmates were studying; some were secretly reading extracurricular books, and some were secretly passing notes.
Another classmate was even more ingenious; he hollowed out the middle of a book, just big enough to fit a phone, so he could secretly use it. She Jinxing was astonished. Humanity's achievements today are no accident! The variety of ideas was unimaginable.
However, among these classmates, She Jinxing was most concerned about Cheng Qiao, because he had learned about him before and he was the disciple that their sect leader longed to take in but could not.
So She Jinxing floated directly from the front to above Cheng Qiao at the very back to observe him more closely, hoping to find a way to break through and perhaps successfully recruit him into the sect.
As it turned out, Cheng Qiao was also looking at his phone. No, he was chatting on his phone, typing incredibly fast. She Jinxing felt like he could almost see afterimages.
As expected of someone skilled in martial arts, for a moment, She Jinxing couldn't help but doubt Cheng Qiao's age. Well, if he hadn't investigated it himself, he definitely would have. He couldn't resist taking a look at the other party's chat history.
Cheng Qiao: Why was the hunting season changed this year? It's freezing cold, I don't want to go.
Big shot: This is a once-a-year opportunity, and you don't want to go? Are you out of your mind?
Cheng Qiao: Going to an auction is the same thing, isn't it? Buying there is always better than risking my life on my own, right? Besides, how old am I? There's no rush at all, okay?
Big Boss: Hehe, if the Cheng family all think like you, they might as well give up on cultivation and just be ordinary people. Wouldn't it be better to live a muddled life for a few decades, then be burned in a small fire, leave a handful of ashes, and be done with it?
Cheng Qiao: Boss, don't be angry. No matter how hard I try, I'll never become the next head of the Cheng family, so there's really no need to work so hard. I'm still in class, so I'll leave now. Bye!
From this brief conversation, She Jinxing gleaned two key words: hunting and auctions. If he remembered correctly, hunting was currently prohibited in the human realm, at least in most areas. As for auctions, he didn't know much about them either.
Judging from the words of that big shot, this hunting and auction event was probably not an activity initiated by ordinary humans, but most likely by cultivators or secretive families.
Should we tell the sect leader about this? Just as She Jin was lost in thought, she suddenly looked out the window. The night was pitch black on the glass, but the glass also reflected the lights from inside the classroom, revealing a few points of light.
This was originally a perfectly normal situation, but a black aura appeared in the darkness and went through the window towards Shang Lin. She Jinxing rushed over immediately, but he was too late. He watched helplessly as the black aura rushed into the sect leader's body.
The next second, Shang Lin bent over and clutched his stomach, then hurriedly ran out of the classroom. Anyone who saw him like this would think he was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so no one thought much of it.
She Jinxing withdrew his outstretched hand and hurriedly chased after Shang Lin. He didn't know where Shang Lin's speed came from, or if it was affected by the black energy. In any case, he only saw a back view when he chased out the door.
Shang Lin ran all the way to the back of the teaching building, and in the darkness where there were no surveillance cameras, he quickly took out the dragon scale and slashed it across his left shoulder with a swift and decisive motion.
This startled She Jinxing, who rushed over immediately. But then he heard a roar, and the black energy that had invaded Shang Lin's body suddenly came out again, gradually turning into a black shadow.
Without saying a word, She Jinxing opened his mouth and swallowed the dark figure. He could see clearly that the dark figure was trying to possess the sect leader's body. If the sect leader hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been possessed long ago.
However, when Shang Lin saw She Jinxing swallow the dark figure whole, he hurriedly said, "Don't eat random things! Don't you know your own physical condition?"
She Jinxing hurriedly explained, "I didn't eat it. I just trapped it, so that it would never be reborn."
Shang Lin, "..."
That's ruthless, but the souls devoured by the spirit snake are indeed condemned to eternal damnation.
But Shang Lin said, "I went to ask the class monitor for leave to go home. Such an exaggerated possession is not simple. We need to go back and interrogate it properly. Luckily, it chose me. If it had chosen someone else, it would have been troublesome."
She Jinxing asked with great concern, "How is the Sect Master? Does he feel unwell anywhere?"
Shang Lin hurriedly said, "It's alright, it's just that my complexion might look a little scary, but that's actually good for me to ask for leave."
Sure enough, when Shang Lin, with a deathly pale face, asked the class monitor for leave, the monitor was startled and asked with great concern, "What's wrong with you? Did you suddenly get appendicitis?"
Shang Lin shook his head, "It's not the appendix, it's a stomachache. Just take some medicine when you get home and you'll be fine."
Fan Mingyu hurriedly said, "I'll take you back."
"No need." Shang Lin refused instantly. "I'm not feeling well, this is nothing. I'll take some medicine when I get home and rest for a night, and I'll be fine."
Before Fan Mingyu could even speak, Shang Lin returned to her seat and began packing her bag. Her deskmate, Yuan Yuan, hurriedly asked, "Are you really alright? You look terrible."
Shang Lin had already put on her backpack and only replied with two words, "It's nothing," before hurrying away.
Yuan Yuan looked at Shang Lin's back with some confusion. He could tell that Shang Lin's face looked uncomfortable, but judging from his speed, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him. Also, what was that cold wind just now?
Yuan Yuan subconsciously glanced at the window and could clearly feel a cold wind blowing in. It seemed that his senses were wrong; the window was not airtight and could not block the cold wind of the winter night.
Fan Mingyu watched Shang Lin's hurried departure and had the same thought as Yuan Yuan. Although he knew that Shang Lin was not in good health, he had never seen him sick. On the contrary, his aura was very strong, giving people a sense of security and reliability.
But tonight, how did I suddenly fall ill?
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