After another half month of effort, Shang Lin finally got rid of the backlash from the Demon-Trapping Array and the Big Dipper Array. He also successfully merged the two arrays and integrated them into a brand new, more powerful array.
Then Shang Lin began to prepare to make a magic robe that could defend against the demon-trapping array, but this was quite difficult. After all, the demon-trapping array had been fully upgraded, and even if the Red Scorpion fell into the array, it would probably be in danger of losing its life.
However, in the past few days, Shang Lin, who was tormented by the backlash of the formation, has lost a lot of weight, even though everyone has been nourishing him with various spiritual herbs, medicines and foods. He looks quite like he did when he was able to leave his home in the small mountain village.
Shang Lin's teachers and classmates didn't quite believe he was a sickly person, since they hadn't seen him get sick even once in the past semester and a half!
But looking at Shang Lin now, anyone with eyes could clearly see that he was indeed in poor health, looking as if a strong wind could blow him away.
Shang Lin's deskmate, Lin Xiaoxiao, asked him with particular concern, "Are you alright? If you're not feeling well, you should go to the hospital. Anyway, you're a good student, so missing a few days of class won't be a problem. I can lend you my class notes."
Shang Lin simply laughed it off and continued doing what he was doing. Fan Mingyu had tried to persuade him, but to no avail.
However, Shang Lin explained to Fan Mingyu, "This isn't a physical problem; it's the result of the formation backlash. So you don't need to persuade me to go to the hospital. Just take good care of myself, and I'll get better slowly."
Fan Mingyu was immediately shocked. "Backlash from the formation?! What does that mean?"
Shang Lin explained very succinctly, "It's just that I've been researching formations recently, and I ended up getting a backlash from it."
Fan Mingyu was even more shocked. "Formation?! What are you studying this for? You're not going to lead troops into battle, don't you think our studies are heavy enough already?"
Shang Lin smiled mysteriously, "What if we need it someday?"
Fan Mingyu, “…”
Shang Lin knew that the formation Fan Mingyu was talking about was probably from an ancient military treatise, used by ancient people when leading troops into battle, and was slightly different from the formation he was talking about.
However, Shang Lin didn't want to explain further. After all, to explain this matter clearly would require him to reveal all his secrets to Fan Mingyu, which he didn't want to do for the time being. What if he scared the child?
Fortunately, Fan Mingyu didn't press the matter further. After all, their studies were indeed demanding, especially with midterms approaching, and it was already a blessing if they could squeeze out a few minutes to talk.
The students were all worried about Shang Lin's health, and they were certain that he was indeed in poor health, not to mention the disciples.
Especially She Jinxing, who had always been by Shang Lin's side, would always worry and advise him whenever he saw his increasingly thin and haggard face: "Sect Master, how can you keep going like this? You should rest for a few days first. There's no need to rush the making of this robe."
Shang Lin sighed softly, "I also want to rest, but I can't! Our Yuntai Sect has already broken ties with the Feixian Palace. It would be strange if they didn't come looking for me. What if they use the Demon-Trapping Array again without warning? I can fight back, but it would be too dangerous for you. I can't let everyone take risks, can I?"
She Jinxing, “…”
It's all because those servants are useless!
Since we must make defensive robes, then, "What can I do to help the sect leader?"
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