Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

Ai Tutu stormed into Mu Nujiao's room, her face flushed with anger, the screen of her phone still lit up in her hand.

The image above is Zhou Shuming's latest social media post.

A carefully composed banquet photo that "inadvertently" captured Mu Nujiao's profile, accompanied by an exceptionally ambiguous and vague caption.

"Jiaojiao! Look at Zhou Shuming, he's here again!"

Ai Tutu slammed her phone on the table in front of Mu Nujiao, her voice urgent and loud.

"He actually said something to others in the comments section, saying that if Miss Mu could become a daughter-in-law of our Zhou family, it would be a perfect match."

"Pah! Who's going to team up with him? He looks like a donkey and actually thinks he's someone important!"

Mu Nujiao was contemplating her future cultivation life when she heard this. She looked up, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

She put down the book and said softly.
"TuTu, there's no need to get angry over such unfounded rumors."

"It's not just hearsay!"

Ai Tutu plopped down opposite her, her beautiful big eyes filled with indignation.

"I've already had my old man inquire about it. The Zhou family has been frequently involved with your Mu family on several resource projects lately. Zhou Shuming clearly has his eye on your talent and the power of your family behind you. He wants to use this marriage to revive his Zhou family's somewhat declining fortunes! He talks a good game about appreciating and respecting you, but it's all just scheming! His malicious intentions are written all over his face. Does he think no one can see through him?"

Mu Nujiao listened quietly.

She was well aware of Zhou Shuming's intentions, but in her eyes, he was nothing more than an insignificant clown.

With the help of her elder brother Fu Ye, she now possesses exceptional magical talent, and her family will not treat her as a commodity simply because of the Zhou family.

"My path is not in anyone's calculations."

Mu Nujiao spoke softly.

"Moreover, I believe that Brother Fu Ye will definitely not sit idly by. After all, marriage is far from being on my mind right now, and it will not become a bargaining chip in any family deal."

Ai Tutu looked at her, still calm and composed.

He still wouldn't let it go.

"Exactly! Our Jiaojiao is going to be the woman of the strongest mage. If he dares to play these tricks again, you don't even need to step in, I'll give him a good talking to first!"

Seeing Ai Tutu waving her little fists and looking like she was thinking of her, Mu Nujiao finally couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Okay, TuTu."

"Instead of wasting our energy on him, we should think more about how to become stronger faster, otherwise the two of us will be completely unable to keep up with Brother Fu Ye's pace."

When Mu Nujiao mentioned Fu Ye, Ai Tutu looked disappointed.

After all, Fu Ye has been gone for many days and has not returned yet.

"Keep up with Brother Fu Ye? I don't have the same ambitions as you, Sister Jiao Jiao. As long as Brother Fu Ye doesn't mind, that's enough."

Compared to Mu Nujiao, Ai Tutu was more aware of the gap between herself and Fu Ye.

Even a powerful figure like his grandfather, who possessed forbidden spells, treated Brother Fu Ye with utmost respect.

If the other party hadn't insisted on training her to be a magic genius, she probably would have already started her magic show.

A soft click came from the door lock, followed by familiar footsteps.

Ai Tutu, with its pointed ears, suddenly raised its head, a look of joy on its face.

"Brother Fu Ye, you're back!" She practically ran over, grabbed Fu Ye's arm without any hesitation, and looked him up and down.

Mu Nujiao paused slightly as she turned the pages, then calmly raised her head.

A hint of tenderness flickered deep in her eyes, but her face remained serene.

"You're back. Has everything been taken care of?"

Fu Ye smiled and let Ai Tutu pull him along, but his gaze fell on Mu Nujiao, and he nodded. "Yes, it's all taken care of. It was actually quite easy."

He ruffled Ai Tutu's hair, his tone familiar yet slightly teasing.

"I've only been gone a few days, and you're already making a scene again? I could hear your voice from far away."

"It's that Zhou Shuming again! He actually dared to make a move on Jiaojiao, his scheming is written all over his face! Brother Fu Ye, you're back just in time, should we take care of him? As long as you nod, I'll call the old man right now."

Fu Ye raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I never expected you to be such a little bandit, Rabbit."

He took out two small boxes from his bag, which contained some local specialties, a type of xylitol sugar containing a very small amount of plant-based magic.

He handed a box to Ai Tutu and Mu Nujiao, one for each of them.

Ai Tutu immediately forgot what Fu Ye had just said, eagerly opened the box, and popped a candy into her mouth.

"Mmm...so sweet!"

Mu Nujiao also took the small box, her fingertips touching Fu Ye's hand, but she quickly withdrew them.

"Thank you, it's beautiful. I appreciate your help."

Just then, Ai Tutu popped up again.

"Does Brother Fu Ye still have any of these candies?"

Seeing her like this, Fu Ye couldn't help but tease her.

"Whenever I bring food, you're always the first to devour it all. I deliberately didn't buy so much this time, so you won't keep saying that your Jiaojiao sister only gains weight and not cultivation when she follows you."

Upon hearing Fu Ye's words, Ai Tutu immediately flew into a rage and jumped up to punch his shoulder.

"Brother Fu Ye, who are you saying has gained weight? This person is healthy. Jiao Jiao, please help me."

"Pfft, Bunny, you're absolutely right. I have indeed gained some weight following behind you."

"Wow—Brother Fu Ye, Sister Jiao Jiao, you're all bullying me!"

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But when Fu Ye brought up the World Championship...

Ai Tutu instantly forgot about their earlier playful fight, her eyes widening in surprise.

"The World National Championship?!"

Her voice unconsciously rose, and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or unhappy.

Then he clenched his little fists.

Her cheeks would turn into a little bitter gourd one moment, and then a little happy the next.

Mu Nujiao's hands tightened involuntarily.

The World National Games is an event that only the world's top young mages can participate in, and it is also a platform for people to pursue higher realms.

Her breathing quickened almost imperceptibly for a moment, and a resolute look rose in her eyes.

Unlike Ai Tutu, she didn't exclaim in surprise. Instead, she unconsciously straightened her back and looked at Fu Ye with more eagerness.

"Um, what standards do you need to meet to join the Nationalist government's team?"

Fu Ye wasn't surprised by the starkly different reactions of the two men.

He nodded, his expression becoming serious.

"The number of spots is definitely very limited, and the competition will be fierce."

"In my opinion, besides the basic cultivation threshold, you should at least cultivate both of your magic systems to the mid-level max level, and have a solid potential or indication of breaking through to the high level." (End of Chapter)