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"..."

Yuan Gungun was completely speechless.

It had no idea whether to call Wang Teng arrogant or confident.

For one person to enter every single Sub-Profession competition at once—no normal person would even think of doing something like that, much less actually do it.

It did not know where Wang Teng's confidence came from, but it knew that once Wang Teng had made up his mind, there was nothing it could do to change it.

Thinking of this, all it felt was helplessness. "Have you really thought this through? This isn't a joke."

"Don't worry," Wang Teng said calmly.

"Forget it. I can't be bothered talking to you." Yuan Gungun rolled its eyes. Having an owner like this was truly exhausting.

Wang Teng smiled and said no more. He looked around the room, then washed up and rested for a while.

The journey here had truly not been easy. He had rushed all the way without getting much rest, and he had also spent several days cultivating in Boundary Domain Space, so he was mentally somewhat fatigued. Now that he finally had some free time, he did not intend to cultivate. He would just take the chance to relax.

At this moment, Wang Teng threw himself onto the soft bed, rested both hands beneath his head, stared blankly at the ceiling, and emptied his mind.

This feeling of complete relaxation was truly refreshing.

He had not relaxed like this in a very long time.

All this time, to deal with the pressure and schemes from all sides, he had cultivated tirelessly to strengthen himself and change everything.

That constant feeling of mental tension was truly unpleasant, as though an invisible boulder hung over his head.

However, as Wang Teng gradually grew stronger, that pressure had gradually lessened as well.

Even