Full-Time Magister: My Little Furnace Refines All Things

The last weekend before the holiday.

With a pleasant feeling, Zhang Mo walked towards the Inscription Elementary Preparatory Department.

Inscription Junior Preparatory School is a private girls' junior high school, where the most beautiful and fashionable girls in the city gather.

There is no lifeless, stagnant magical theory education here. Literature, etiquette, magical musical instruments... these are the main themes.

It can be said that this is a true girls' aristocratic school.

It was rush hour after school, and Zhang Mo was walking against the flow of traffic. His handsome face attracted the attention of passing girls, but Zhang Mo ignored them and walked straight into a narrow alley.

In the past, Xinxia liked to stay on this path and in the park at the foot of the hill not far away.

Seeing that Xinxia was not in this alley.

Zhang Mo immediately turned and walked towards the park.

In the windy spot, there is a wooden swing wrapped with some winter vines.

The swing hangs straight down without the slightest sway.

Beneath the still swing sat a girl with long, black, cascading hair. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, revealing a fair, full, and exquisite profile with long eyelashes, a delicate little nose, and luscious, pink lips...

She was gazing quietly ahead like a pure white lotus.

"Xinxia, ​​look here, look here!" Zhang Mo waved and called out from not far away, his face beaming with a smile.

Ye Xinxia turned around instinctively when she heard the familiar voice.

When he saw Zhang Mo not far away.

"Brother Zhang Mo, what brings you here!" Xin Xia's face was filled with undisguised joy.

"Hehe, of course it's because I miss you."

Zhang Mo immediately ran over, hugged Xin Xia tightly, and smelled the pleasant fragrance of Xin Xia's hair.

"Brother Zhang Mo..."

Xinxia, ​​who was being held by Zhang Mo, did not resist, blushing and muttering softly.

Her rosy cheeks, flushed with shyness, were absolutely adorable.

There is no gang of thugs harassing Xin Xia here, unlike in the original story.

Because when they first harassed Xin Xia, they were beaten so badly by Zhang Momo, Fan Xiaohou, and the other two that they couldn't get up from the ground.

Afterwards, to prevent these hooligans from causing trouble for Xin Xia again, Zhang Mo called Zhan Kong and explained the situation, asking him to help clean up the mess.

I remember Zhan Kong laughing and scolding me back then: "Good lad, so the first time you called me was for your little girlfriend, huh?"

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Afterwards, Zhan Kong sent several military mages to visit each of them at home.

They were shocked to see that the mages, whom they rarely saw, were now "educating" them in groups.

The thugs were immediately terrified, nearly wetting themselves. They came out, raising their hands and promising, "We were wrong! We'll never do it again!"

The two hugged for a while before separating.

"Xinxia, ​​I haven't come to see you in so long, you won't blame me, will you?" Zhang Mo said, touching his nose a little guilty.

"How could that be? Brother Zhang Mo, you and Brother Mo Fan are mages now, so magic should be your priority."

"Besides, aren't you here to see me now?"

"We're still young, in the future..." Xinxia blushed as she spoke, too embarrassed to continue.

Seeing Xinxia's adorable and understanding demeanor, Zhang Mo felt a warmth in his heart.

"Xinxia, ​​it's been so long since we went shopping together. Let's go shopping today," Zhang Mo said gently, stroking Xinxia's head.

"Okay, Brother Zhang Mo." Xin Xia's big eyes sparkled with anticipation.

It was affirmed.

Zhang Mo gently lifted Xin Xia's soft, boneless body and placed her into the wheelchair beside him.

"Go go go, let's go!"

The two chatted and laughed all the way, as the setting sun shone on them.

Passersby frequently turned to look at the golden couple, as if it were the youth that so many people could never return to.

Walk to the pedestrian street.

Pushing Xinxia, ​​they arrived at the entrance of a light luxury magic women's clothing store.

"Xinxia, ​​the clothes in this store are pretty nice. You'll look great in them. Let's go in and take a look," Zhang Mo said to Xinxia.

"No need, no need, Brother Zhang Mo," Xin Xia quickly waved her hand.

"This store doesn't look cheap, let's check out another one."

Zhang Mo feigned sadness: "Xinxia, ​​do you not want the things I bought for you? Sigh, we've grown apart."

"My heart is broken right now ૮₍ɵ̷﹏ɵ̷̥̥᷅₎ა."

"No, no, Brother Zhang Mo." Seeing the disappointment on Zhang Mo's face, Xia panicked and quickly waved her hand.

"I just think it's a bit expensive, and I don't want Brother Zhang Mo to spend money..." Xin Xia explained softly.

"Hehe, our Xinxia is so cute, she's so thrifty and good at managing a household at such a young age."

Xinxia turned around and saw Zhang Mo with a smile on his face, all traces of his earlier disappointment gone.

Xinxia realized that Zhang Mo was just teasing her.

"Hmph~ Brother Zhang Mo is too mean, I'm ignoring you." Xin Xia pouted and turned her head away angrily.

"Hehe, sorry, Yao Xinxia. Come on, let's go inside and I'll pick out a few things for you."

"Don't worry about money; nothing is more important than being with the people who matter."

Xin Xia blushed with embarrassment at Zhang Mo's almost obvious statement, and felt completely dizzy.

Xin Xia blushed and whispered like a mosquito, "Well... okay then, thank you, Brother Zhang Mo."

"That's right, hehe, don't refuse me next time!" Zhang Mo pushed Xin Xia into the store.

"Welcome! You're picking out clothes for this little girl, right?" The saleswoman greeted her warmly.

"Yes, my sister and I came to buy some clothes," Zhang Mo replied.

"Okay, guys, come this way."

"We have dresses and JK uniforms here that would suit this young lady quite well," the saleswoman explained.

"Brother Mo, can you help me choose? It looks a little inconvenient for me."

"Okay, I guarantee I'll complete the mission." Zhang Mo stood at attention and saluted in a funny manner.

"Oh dear, what are you doing, Brother Zhang Mo?" Xin Xia's face turned as red as an apple again.

The saleswoman next to her covered her mouth and chuckled.

Zhang Mo stroked his chin, carefully examining the clothes.

"Take this, this, this, and this one down as well." Zhang Mo picked out a few items.

"Take my sister to change into it."

"OK."

While waiting, Zhang Mo focused his mind on the spiritual world.

Although there are still two years before the demon invasion of Bo City begins, we must make preparations for Xin Xia's safety.

"Let's try out the weapon crafting function of the small furnace."

Zhang Mo began communicating with Xiao Lu.

"Little Furnace, with the materials I have now, can I craft a defensive magical artifact?"

The slight vibration of the small stove gave an affirmative answer.

[Ding] The host possesses the following materials: Remnant Soul*4 (Slave Level), Strange Bone*7 (Slave Level).

Defensive Artifact Synthesis: Remnant Soul * (1 + ?) + Strange Bone * 1 = Defensive Artifact

This defensive artifact can refresh its normal defense three times a week (capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a servant-level demon).

[Ding] Additional fragments of soul are available for selection. Each fragment of soul injected will grant an additional consumable special defense (capable of withstanding a full-force attack from an advanced-stage servant demon).

Note: The magic weapon will be rendered useless if the basic remnant soul is consumed.

"The small furnace injected two extra remnant souls into me."

[Ding] Received, refining has begun.

It is expected to take half an hour.

Three fragments of souls and a piece of strange bone were absorbed into the small furnace. Flames surged within the furnace, and strange runes began to emerge...

"It only takes half an hour to forge this level of defense? Not bad, not bad." Zhang Mo sat on the sofa in the shop and waited quietly.

When Zhang Mo heard the changing room door open, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw the saleswoman pushing Xin Xia, who had changed her clothes, slowly out.

Xin Xia changed into a powder blue dress. Her fair and delicate face was slightly flushed. The fitted dress accentuated the curves of her upper body, and her two fair and delicate arms were placed obediently on her legs.

I have to say, my Xinxia is really something else. I don't have to worry about the baby's food supply anymore, hehe.

Zhang Mo was so captivated by Xin Xia's pure yet sexy appearance that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Brother Zhang Mo, Brother Zhang Mo!" Xin Xia waved and smiled, bringing Zhang Mo back to his senses.

"Ah~ I'm here, I'm here. Cough cough." Zhang Mo coughed lightly, making a fist with one hand and putting it to his mouth, in an attempt to cover up the embarrassment of his recent loss of composure.

"Am I pretty, Brother Mo?" Xin Xia asked knowingly with a smile on her face.

"Of course she's beautiful! Our Xinxia has been as beautiful as a fairy since she was little, how could she not be beautiful!" Zhang Mo said with a doting smile.

With a satisfied look on her face, Xinxia turned around and went to the fitting room to try on a few more clothes with the help of the saleswoman.

……

After the purchase, the clothes could be delivered to their home by the store. After giving them Xinxia's school address, Zhang Mo pushed Xinxia for a slow walk along the river.

As the sun sets in the west, a perfect couple is formed under the willow trees on the riverbank.

The two watched the setting sun together, their shadows stretched far, far away by the afterglow of the sunset.

"Brother Zhang Mo, do you think we'll always be together?" Ye Xinxia asked softly, gazing at the golden-tinged river.

Seeing Xinxia's pensive face, Zhang Mo telepathically communicated with the small furnace.

[Ding] The defensive magic weapon has been completed. Please select a style.

Bracelet.

[Ding] Please name it.

Stick to the old ways.

[Ding] Ink Guard (Defense Magic Artifact): The defense can be refreshed three times a week and can withstand a full-force attack from a slave-level demon. If a remnant soul is consumed, it can withstand a full-force attack from an advanced-level demon (slave-level).

"Take out the inkstone from the small furnace," and a beautiful bracelet, smooth as jade, appeared in Zhang Mo's hand.

"Xinxia, ​​please hold out your hand first. I have something I want to give you."

Xinxia stretched out her little hand in confusion.

Zhang Mo then put the Mo Shou bracelet on: "Xin Xia, this bracelet is called Mo Shou. Although we can't be together every moment, this Mo Shou will represent that I will always protect you."

Zhang Mo's gentleness caught Xin Xia off guard, deeply moving her. She touched the warm, smooth inkstone on her wrist and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhang Mo. I like it very much. I will always wear the inkstone on my body." Xin Xia looked into Zhang Mo's eyes and smiled knowingly.

"Hehe, whatever you like."

"It's getting late, let's go."

"Okay." Xinxia's tone revealed her undisguised joy.

After sending Xinxia back to school, Zhang Mo went home, washed up, and began cultivating.

Preparing to break through to the second level of the initial stage of the space system.