The next day, as the morning wore on, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and into the room, the temperature gradually rising.
"Hiss—don't move!"
Tang Yue's hoarse voice rang out. Frowning, she bit down hard on Wang Teng's shoulder.
"It's almost noon. Go wash up."
Looking at her exhausted, helpless state, Wang Teng smiled. He picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. He had to admit—he was quite satisfied with his own physique.
Splash—splash—splash…
The bathroom was soon filled with steam.
Half an hour later, Wang Teng carried Tang Yue—wrapped in a bath towel—into the living room and set her down on the sofa.
"We didn't eat all those skewers last night. What a waste."
Wang Teng began packing them up, not planning to eat them anyway. They were cold, too greasy, and the flavor was off.
"And whose fault is that… cough, cough~"
Tang Yue had barely started speaking when her throat burned dry. After coughing a few times, she slumped weakly against the sofa.
"Haha~ alright, stop talking. I'll go downstairs and buy something to eat. Wait for me."
Wang Teng laughed, picked up the bag of leftovers, and left the apartment.
Watching him go, Tang Yue suddenly felt a wave of unease.
Wasn't he going to say anything?
Was this just for fun?
Then what was she to him?
…
More than ten minutes later, Wang Teng returned. He saw Tang Yue looking at him with a hint of grievance, like a pitiful little thing.
He put a large bag of food on the table, then sat down beside her and kissed her deeply on the forehead.
"Relax—you're my official girlfriend."
Hearing that, a seductive smile bloomed on her face, the melancholy in her eyes replaced by joy.
Wang Teng pulled her into his arms, then opened the packages on the table one by one.
"Don't eat this stuff anymore. I'll move in with you—I'll cook for you."
Leaning comfortably against his chest, Tang Yue glanced at the food containers and said this softly.
Wang Teng's hands paused for a moment, then he replied:
"Alright."
"From now on, you're the head steward."
His words made Tang Yue's face flush crimson again. This was only the beginning—she already had the title of girlfriend. And "head steward"… wasn't that basically a wife?
…
After the annual assessment ended came the long summer vacation. A few days later, Tang Yue really did move in with him.
The once-empty living room now felt lively. Every day, the two cultivated together, exchanged insights, and added a new activity—shopping.
As his girlfriend, Tang Yue truly couldn't stand seeing Wang Teng wearing his school uniform year-round, with his casual clothes never matching.
So she took it upon herself to dress him properly and bought several outfits to keep on hand.
But after buying them, she started to regret it.
"Who's that handsome guy?"
"Hurry up and ask for his WeChat!"
"Isn't that his girlfriend next to him?"
"So what if he has a girlfriend? Are they married?"
"That's not good… maybe you go first?"
"You're trying to freeload, aren't you?"
…
Inside the clothing store, Tang Yue stood with her arms crossed, her peripheral vision constantly on alert—watching the girls gawking around them, and even the saleswoman, whose eyes were practically glued to Wang Teng.
She seriously suspected that if she weren't there…
"Let's go!"
She pulled out her phone, brought up the payment code, paid immediately, then decisively grabbed Wang Teng's hand and dragged him out.
Inside the red sedan.
"The clothes you picked look pretty good. Everyone seemed to like them."
Wang Teng teased her with a playful grin. This counted as a bit of romantic fun, didn't it?
"Hmph~ of course. But they don't get the chance to pick clothes for you."
Tang Yue smiled confidently. Don't be fooled by how little difference there seemed to be between ordinary people and mages on the surface.
In reality, once you truly interacted, there was an insurmountable gap—even between mages themselves.
She had gotten here thanks to arriving first, having decent conditions herself, this guy's weakness for a pretty face, and the fact that they already knew each other well.
The world of mages was far more brutal than ordinary people imagined.
After these days together, she found it unexpectedly pleasant. Unlike other men who needed constant coaxing and clingy affection, the two of them understood each other with just a glance.
That made everything feel relaxed and comfortable.
Wang Teng was in high spirits. Tang Yue really suited him—capable of managing logistics, broad-minded, and clear-eyed.
He began thinking about plans for after the summer. Given his state, he would inevitably be frequenting demon territories.
There would be plenty of materials and resources to handle, and Tang Yue was the best person to manage them for him.
After all, good resources never lacked buyers. On the flip side, the better the resource, the harder it was to obtain.
The space-element resources he needed would definitely be scarce in the future. Exchanging resources internally would be an excellent solution.
It would keep his cultivation supplies steady, help him build connections, open resource channels, and even elevate his status within the tribunal.
All of these were hidden benefits. He could even establish a private territory—the area where that silly snake lived was perfect.
Later, he could find a chance to bring over the moth girl too. She was a real talent—able to purify elements and produce spirit seeds, high-end resources that were extremely rare.
At that point, he could just claim a stretch of mountains near the silly snake's domain and build a castle estate. Perfect.
"Looks like the plan needs a slight adjustment."
With a bit of thought, Wang Teng already had a new plan. Of course, there was no rush. This was the perfect time for him to quietly develop and grow.
The future was long, and his growth required time to settle. Any sustainable development plan needed strength as its foundation.
…
The new semester began.
The results for the elite class and regular classes were out. Wang Teng firmly took first place, followed by Mo Fan, Xu Zhaoting, Mu Bai…
He now shared a class with them. The overall magical level of the elite class was clearly different from before.
Most students could already control six star seeds, some even seven—not far from actually releasing spells.
The atmosphere had changed too. The whole class was filled with a strong, upward momentum.
"Oh? The number one of our class is right on time."
Zhou Min greeted him with a smile from his seat, confidence filling his gaze. Clearly, she had gained a lot during this period.
"Haha~ I've always been like this. I prefer timing it just right when coming to school."
Wang Teng smiled. He truly meant it—he didn't mind Zhou Min's teasing at all.
"Ahem—alright, everyone, return to your seats."
Old Xue stood at the podium, clearing his throat lightly, his face also full of satisfaction.
"Okay."
Wang Teng silently mourned Old Zhang for one second. In the end, it was all for nothing.
Scanning the room, he noticed that in this lecture hall for a hundred people, only the seats in the back were still empty. He headed that way.
"Misstep!"
Seeing this from the front, Mu Bai's heart skipped a beat. If only he'd arranged things in advance and sat closer to Wang Teng!
That would've made it easier to get familiar and exchange ideas. Others might not know Wang Teng's depth, but how could he not?
Afterward, Old Xue had spoken of Wang Teng with great admiration. And only after personally testing things did Mu Bai realize just how difficult it was to reach Wang Teng's level.