Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

Lin Sheng has the aptitude to seek the Dharma, and his aptitude is not bad, which makes Song Jincong feel both happy and worried.

What pleases him is that his nephew is a real talent with great potential. If he continues to improve, the Song family's medical clinic might become a powerful ally.

What worries him is that his idea of ​​having a successor is likely to fall through.

During the meal, Lin Sheng also met Song Rui, who had recovered and woken up. She was very grateful and dealt with Song Jincong's implied matchmaking by laughing it off. The meal was quite pleasant.

Especially when Song Jincong gave Lin Sheng three bottles of "Soothing Cream" as compensation, Lin Sheng was naturally very grateful.

Although he had never used this item, he had heard of it, and something that the dojo repeatedly bought must be of good quality.

After repeatedly declining Song Jincong's suggestion to move to the clinic, Lin Sheng finally got into the carriage and left.

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Song Jincong sighed, "What a heroic young man! My nephew may very well achieve great things in the future."

"Daughter, are you really not thinking about this?"

Although Song Jincong knew that Lin Sheng was politely declining, he did not expect that his daughter was not interested either, which puzzled him greatly.

Aside from his low starting point, Lin Sheng is not bad in terms of appearance and ability. Moreover, he has already begun to seek the Dharma and will become a cultivator without any surprises. However, his daughter does not seem to care.

Song Rui clutched her chest and said, "Father, I have absolutely no interest in matters between men and women right now."

"Having gone through all that... all I want to do now is dedicate myself to medicine."

"Besides, I don't think Brother Lin has any plans to settle down right now. Let's talk about it later."

"I want to go back and rest."

With that, he left, supported by a maid.

Seeing his daughter's still weak state, Song Jincong realized that he had acted too quickly and patted his head, feeling that he shouldn't have said those things.

"Rui'er just went through something bad, how can I be in such a hurry? Sigh, really."

"Fine, I'll gather more herbs to nourish my body and live a few more years so that Rui'er can have an easier time."

The carriage took Lin Sheng back to his residence and then left.

Looking at his own house, he realized it was completely mismatched with his clothes. Luckily it was nighttime, otherwise, who knows how much of a commotion it would have caused.

On Guiyi Street, "lively" is not a good word; it is often accompanied by many unpleasant things.

"You should wear the clothes appropriate for the place."

When Lin Sheng got home, he promptly changed into his usual simple clothes, not wanting to attract people with ill intentions.

He carefully put the clothes and soothing ointment he brought from the clinic into the cabinet, and then lay on the bed thinking about the next steps.

But no matter how he lay down, it wasn't comfortable; his body was hard. He only had a straw mat underneath him, and he muttered to himself, "Soft things are still more comfortable."

After squeezing the blanket again, Lin Sheng decided that the first thing he should do was to tidy up his sleeping arrangements.

"Hey, there seem to be books in Li Tu's package."

I've been busy seeking the Dharma lately, so I haven't had time to check my spoils yet.

Upon realizing this, Lin Sheng immediately turned over and looked around by the moonlight.

There are two books in total. One is "Forbidden Gate Taboos," which records various demonic sects, and the other is called "Treading Blood."

He had overheard Li Tu reciting the contents of "Forbidden Taboos" while he was lying in ambush, so he picked up another book and started reading.

After flipping through a few pages, Lin Sheng knew what it was: a biography of the Demonic Sect, which recounted the deeds of prominent figures in the Demonic Path, presented in chapters and sections.

"Although it records the story of the demonic path, it is quite detailed and is perfect for broadening one's knowledge."

He paused for a moment after seeing the records of many demons who risked everything to hunt down monsters and merge with themselves in various ways in order to increase their strength.

Aren't you guys buddies? Why do your actions look so much like mine?

"The Cave Mystery Furnace transforms vital energy into precious essence for absorption, thereby enabling growth."

"The demonic path uses methods such as transplantation, formations, pills, and talismans to integrate and absorb the power of demons and monsters to grow stronger. Although the methods are different, they all pursue the power of demons and monsters."

"Could the Cavern Furnace have borrowed techniques from the demonic path, or perhaps it was originally a creation of the demonic path...?"

Although he didn't want to know the origin of the Cave Mystery Furnace, he couldn't help but have these thoughts in his mind.

Moonlight streamed across the pages of the book, and for a moment the room fell silent.

He closed the book, ultimately deciding not to dwell on it.

Regardless of whether it's righteous or demonic, a cheat is a cheat, so you should use it wisely and focus on surviving and developing your character.

The bigger the fist, the better the way I speak.

With this thought in mind, Lin Sheng returned to bed.

[Obtain a wisp of Tan Shui fish essence, which can be refined into precious essence.]

[Refine or not?]

With a "thump," Lin Sheng sat up in bed again.

"Qi? Where does it come from?"

The sudden surge of energy startled him. It took him a long time to remember the pills his senior brother had mentioned during the day, which only took effect after digestion.

"Could it be that weak meatball? It didn't react for so long, and only started generating energy after it was digested."

"If it's true, then I can get Zhenyuan for free every day!"

After eliminating all possibilities, the most improbable thing must be the truth. It's impossible that the doctor's banquet was cooked with demon flesh and that they didn't eat fish at night.

Lin Sheng, having sorted out his thoughts, smiled and said, "Even a small mosquito is still meat."

"Refine it! Refine it for me!"

The energy quickly merged into the furnace, and with a change, a thin, precious essence drifted out.

"This time it's much faster. Is it because there's not much Qi?"

Regardless of the amount, Lin Sheng chose to absorb it immediately.

A faint sense of growth appeared within my body, and the fatigue accumulated in my meridians and bones during the day faded away, as if something was bursting forth within me.

Nothing is more gratifying than achieving a visible improvement.

Thinking about this pill, Lin Sheng pondered silently: "If the effect of this pill can be enhanced once, and the precious essence can bring another enhancement."

"Wouldn't that mean I could earn twice as much as others every day!"

The remarkable growth filled Lin Sheng with joy, but he immediately calmed himself down and reminded himself that now was not the time to be proud.

"I am merely someone with potential for cultivation, not yet a cultivator. There are countless cultivators with talent who have not yet grown into their full potential."

"Stay calm and solidify your foundation."

Filled with joy, Lin Sheng went to bed again and, with the help of pills and precious essence, quickly fell asleep.

I woke up the next day feeling refreshed and full of energy, with a sense of fullness and firmness in my body.

Looking at the first white light just appearing on the horizon, Lin Sheng realized that he seemed to have gotten up too early.

"It's alright, the early bird catches the worm."

He decided to tidy up his house properly, as some of the mountain produce might spoil if he didn't sell it soon, and besides, it was getting cold and he needed thick blankets.

"Sell these to get some money, and then go to the dojo to practice this afternoon."

"Just enough to make it a round number."

Lin Sheng was overjoyed to see the nearly thirteen taels of silver he had received from Li Tu.

This is no small sum; it's enough to give him a good winter.

Stepping out the door, even under the hazy sky, there were still pedestrians making their way. Many people needed to get there early to secure a good spot, and they were willing to set off even in the cold.

Seeing Lin Sheng carrying his things out the door, those who knew him simply greeted him and quickly left.

Neither the Song Family Medical Clinic nor Lin Sheng deliberately publicized Song Rui's affairs, and the news only spread within a specific circle, while the general public clearly did not belong to this circle.

Everyone was simply surprised that the daughter of the Song family's medical clinic had returned, and it became a topic of casual conversation during meals.

This also relieved Lin Sheng's pressure.

The days in late autumn are cool, and in Hequan Town, the wind is even stronger. People who get up early are wrapped in clothes and carry heavy loads as they walk step by step.

The servants in the compound also became very careful at this time, not daring to wake their sleeping masters. They not only had to quickly tidy themselves up, but also had to arrange everything convenient for their masters when they woke up.

The high walls of the compound kept out the cold, while outside was the beginning of transactions and arrangements between servants and commoners.