After Li Hongjin left, Shang Lin fell asleep immediately. He was so weak that he didn't even realize Xing Tian had returned with him. Well, even if he were awake, he wouldn't have noticed with his current cultivation level.
Dinner was naturally prepared by Grandpa Chai, consisting of light and delicious home-style dishes. As Shang Lin ate, she remarked, "Home is the best!"
Suddenly, I felt that all this trouble was pointless; I might as well have stayed home and sold mountain produce to make money. Wait, there's another troublesome guy in the Dragon Spirit Tower, and because of him, the Dragon Spirit Tower is unusable again.
Old Man Chai naturally had no idea what Shang Lin was thinking, but he simply echoed Shang Lin's words, "Of course, isn't there a saying, 'There's no place like home'?"
Shang Lin said apologetically to Old Man Chai, "I'm going to have to trouble you again while I'm recovering from my illness."
Old Man Chai looked disapproving. "What are you saying? Didn't you take good care of me when I was recovering from my illness? Especially during the days when I couldn't see, you helped me with everything."
Shang Lin immediately put on a smile and said, "Godfather is right, then I won't stand on ceremony."
Old Man Chai gave a helpless smile. "You! Eat and get some rest."
Having eaten and slept well, Shang Lin naturally wouldn't go to sleep early. However, Xing Tian appeared before him as he was dozing off in the night. Even with his strong mental fortitude, he was genuinely startled.
Then, just like Li Hongjin today, he glared at the other person without any decorum and casually complained, "You suddenly appear in front of me like this, are you trying to scare me to death so I can keep you company?"
Xing Tian tactfully retreated to the wall, squatted down, and looked up at Shang Lin with utmost flattery, saying, "I just wanted to follow you. I promise I will never suddenly appear again or stay so close to you."
Shang Lin, "..."
I'm so frustrated by my inability to communicate!
If you think about it carefully, you realize you have two of them with you, one is imprisoned in the Dragon Spirit Tower, and there's another one clinging to you in front of you. What kind of constitution do you have?
No, what was the original body's constitution?
The scarcity of spiritual energy in the human world is not a problem, but given my current half-dead state, I am even less suited to dealing with ghosts.
Seeing Shang Lin rubbing his forehead, Xing Tian assumed he was unwell and quickly said, "You should take good care of yourself and I won't bother you anymore. But you can keep me as a guest too, it's better for both of us."
Before Shang Lin could even speak, he suddenly heard a tower's hum, and the small Dragon Spirit Tower appeared before him without him making a move!
Then a wisp of black mist fell out, rolled on the ground, and transformed into the form of a ghost cultivator. Shang Lin was startled. What was going on? Even the Dragon Spirit Tower couldn't contain it?!
He subconsciously reached out to chant a spell, but the next second another white light appeared in the Dragon Spirit Tower, and a man only a foot tall appeared in the light and shadow.
The man, dressed in white with white hair and white eyes, stood in stark contrast to the pitch-black ghost cultivator.
The moment Xing Tian saw the ghost cultivator, he instinctively hid next to Shang Lin, getting as close as he could, completely forgetting what Shang Lin had just said: "I dare not get any closer to you."
The appearance of the man in white drew almost everyone's attention, and then they heard him say to Shang Lin with great dissatisfaction, "Why are you moving all sorts of things into the tower? Do you know you're disturbing my sweet dreams?"
After saying that, he glared at the ghost cultivator again. The ghost cultivator stood obediently, showing none of the ferocity he had displayed when they first met. I wonder how these two creatures have gotten along all this time?
Shang Lin hurriedly got out of bed, looking at the little man floating in mid-air in disbelief, "God?! Weren't you annihilated, body and soul?!"
When he was forging the Dragon Spirit Tower, the last wisp of the Divine Lord's soul also disappeared completely. What's going on now?
The man, whom Shang Lin called the Divine Lord, sat directly on the eaves of the tower. "This Dragon Spirit Tower was forged with my dragon bones and the last wisp of my divine soul. It's not surprising that I became the tower spirit, is it?"
Shang Lin was suddenly in a daze, completely bewildered. Could this be possible? He had never seen or heard of anything like it before! So, "This is the original intention behind the Divine Lord's agreement to let me forge the Dragon Spirit Tower?"
The deity waved his sleeve and said, "Alas, it's just a coincidence. I don't know how this happened."
After saying that, he ignored Shang Lin and said to the ghost cultivator, "If you are willing to become my disciple, I will let you live in the Dragon Spirit Tower."
Shang Lin stared at the God-King—no, the Tower Spirit now—with a bewildered expression. What had happened in these past few days? Hmm? Wait a minute, "Since the God-King has become the Tower Spirit, why is he willing to serve me?"
In Shang Lin's opinion, since the Dragon Spirit Tower had turned the God-King into a tower spirit, then the Dragon Spirit Tower was an independent entity rather than his magic weapon.
It's normal that I couldn't open it before, but wait a minute, "something's still not right. I didn't see you when I opened the Dragon Spirit Tower."
Shang Lin found it a bit confusing, but the Divine Lord was even more confused than him. "Don't ask me, I don't know anything either. I just saw him going crazy as soon as I opened my eyes."
The deity examined the ghost cultivator and continued, "He's quite a promising talent. I wanted to take him as my disciple to pass the time, but he firmly refused, so I threw him out in a fit of anger."
The ghost cultivator immediately clasped his hands in a salute to the deity, saying, "This humble general already had a master in his previous life and cannot change his sect. Please forgive me, deity. I still need to find my wife. Farewell."
A thin, white chain of light directly bound the ghost cultivator's fleeing figure. The Divine Lord asked calmly, "Did I let you leave? And do you know you're no longer human? What wife are you looking for? Where are you going to find one?"
After saying that, he pulled the ghost cultivator in front of Shang Lin and said, "If you don't want to become my disciple, that's fine too. Follow him, and maybe one day he can help you find the person you're looking for."
Shang Lin looked at the black and white figures in front of him. Even though the white one was small, its aura was not weak at all. But where did its confidence come from?
He immediately gave a bitter smile. "What's the use of following me? Maybe I'll soon become a wandering ghost."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Lin suddenly realized that it might be because the original owner's small body was about to die that he kept encountering ghosts.
The deity was immediately displeased. "Young man, what discouraging words are you spouting? Aren't you a genius? You've diligently cultivated, refined health-preserving pills, arranged spirit-gathering arrays, drawn disease-dispelling talismans, and so on. Which of these couldn't save your life?"
Shang Lin said bluntly, "In the human realm, you can't move an inch without money. Which of these things that the Divine Lord mentioned doesn't require money? And they're not small sums. This isn't the cultivation world where you can try your luck."
The Divine Lord choked. As an ancient divine dragon, he lived in an era where rare and precious materials were abundant, unlike the current cultivation world where everything required spirit stones to exchange for. Moreover, he had never been to the human realm...
The deity suddenly turned his gaze to Xing Tian, "He is from the human realm, and he looks to be from the same era as you. He should be able to help you make money."
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