Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

Now that he's not short of money, he'll naturally fulfill his sister's every wish.

"Ying'er, my back is a little itchy, can I scratch it for you?" Seeing how much Cao Le doted on Cao Ying, Tang Yue thought she should let Cao Ying deal with the crisis for her, otherwise she was afraid she would embarrass herself later.

"I can do it. Ying'er is still so young, how can you bear to make her do it?" Cao Le said seriously.

As he spoke, he started tickling Tang Yue.

"Hmm~..."

When you're unbearably itchy and can't scratch it, the feeling of someone scratching you is incredibly "comfortable"!

Seeing this, Cao Ying did not move. In her opinion, the older sister in front of her was the future "sister-in-law", so there was nothing wrong with this.

But the thought of how kind Xin Xia's "sister-in-law" was to her made her feel a little conflicted...

She wasn't a little kid anymore, and she didn't think that Xin Xia and Cao Le were just "friends"!

However, her brother said that if she didn't want to lose the "sister" who doted on her, she had to learn to be sensible and not mention the other sister in front of this sister.

At first, she felt quite righteous and thought it was wrong, but then her "brother" told her that if she did that, several older sisters would dote on her, and if she told him, it would probably be all for naught.

When her brother isn't around, she'll have to stay home alone.

Cao Ying disliked being alone. Whether she was with Tang Yue or Xin Xia, she felt a sense of "home" and was even less likely to undermine her brother.

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156. Tang Yue, who was frail and sickly.

"Okay, it doesn't itch anymore..."

Tang Yuemei's face was flushed at this moment. She had originally wanted to escape her predicament, but unexpectedly, she had become even more deeply entangled...

If she keeps scratching like this, she might really lose control of herself!

"Is it really not itchy anymore?" Cao Le asked considerately while he was scratching the itch.

"No, no..."

Tang Yue hurriedly shook her head, glanced at the time, and said to Cao Ying, "It's...it's getting late...Ying'er...it's time to go to sleep."

"Sister, are you really okay?" Cao Ying felt that Tang Yue was acting strangely. She was even breathing heavily when she spoke. Wasn't that a sign of catching a cold?

“Yes, Tang Yue, are you sick? Let me take you to see a doctor,” Cao Le said meaningfully.

"I... um... okay, thank you."

Tang Yue wanted to refuse, after all, she wasn't sick at all, she was perfectly fine!

If it weren't for that bastard Cao Le, would she have done this?

But given the other party's concerned demeanor and the fact that he emphasized the word "teacher" just now, Tang Yue knew perfectly well that this bastard was up to no good.

But what can she do? Now, besides going to get the "injection," she has almost no other choice.

"Ying'er, you go and rest first. Your brother will take your sister Yue to the hospital." As he spoke, Cao Le's hand, which had been nowhere to be seen, appeared as if by magic, picked up Tang Yue's soft body, and hurriedly walked towards the door.

Cao Ying really thought that Tang Yue seemed to be sick, and quite seriously so.

She said with some worry, "Brother, I want to go too..."

She genuinely cared about Tang Yue; after all, this soon-to-be "sister-in-law" had been incredibly kind to her.

"Why are you going out in this freezing weather? We'll be back in a bit. Be good and wait at home. You just have a bit of a cold; you'll be fine after a shot," Cao Le explained patiently.

Tang Yue had actually recovered somewhat by this time, but she was itching to go see him... so she still looked weak.

Cao Ying had no choice but to give up. She gave them a few instructions, saw them out, and then returned to her apartment.

After the two came out, they walked towards the small woods behind the apartment, as if there was a shortcut to the hospital there.

Both of them possessed fire-elemental abilities, so even in the dead of winter, they didn't feel any cold. In fact, their two small fireplaces filled the grove with warmth.

...

Two hours later...

The two then returned the way they came.

Compared to the weak and powerless Tang Yue before, she now seems to have received a miraculous medicine, having completely recovered, except for a slightly flushed face...

On the way to get the injection, Tang Yue learned that Cao Le had actually gone to the ancient capital and gotten involved in the catastrophe in the ancient capital.

She couldn't help but feel a little emotional about this; Cao Le, who used to be just a "younger brother," was now capable of saving lives.

Tang Yue had no doubt about Cao Le's rapid improvement in strength; she could only say that Cao Le was truly blessed with exceptional talent.

The New Year passed quickly, but Tang Yue seemed to be plagued by illness this year, catching colds at the drop of a hat...

The private hospital they went to seemed to have a master healer; every time they went for an injection, they would come back completely recovered.

Of course, you don't need to get injections every day.

When she doesn't go for injections, Tang Yue wakes up late, and breakfast is always rushed...

Cao Ying didn't suspect anything, only thinking that it was because her sister's cold hadn't gotten better yet.

After the New Year, Cao Le didn't rush back to school. He didn't go out for training until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Moreover, Mo Gouzi was still recovering and he needed to wait for him. With the time squeezed in, he didn't know when he could finally set off.

During this time, he could have easily mastered his high-level spatial and shadow magic.

Back in Shanghai, after the start of the semester, while others were scrambling to get into the National University, Cao Le was cultivating in the Three-Step Tower.

Although Cao Le wasn't the biggest contributor to the events in the ancient capital, he played a crucial role. After all, several high-level mages were spared because of him.

There are naturally many high-level mages in the country, but there are also many cities in the country! There are naturally even more places that need high-level mages to be stationed.

Therefore, there is still a shortage of high-level mages. Being able to save even a few high-level mages is a great achievement.

Even a high-level mage is very important to a country.

Therefore, based on these contributions, coupled with the fact that he was already pre-selected with four votes and had sufficient strength, he didn't need to participate in any competitions at all.

Most importantly, Ai Jiangtu, one of the pre-selected candidates for team captain, is no match for him. What's the point of him participating?

Cao Le stayed at the Three Steps Tower for a full month this time.

The Three-Step Tower is not only a fast way to improve one's cultivation level, but it is also the perfect place to practice mastery.

In a month, he could draw both high-level shadow-type constellations and space-type constellations in just three seconds.

As for the intermediate-level magic skill, it's the One Thought Star Chart!

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Inside the apartment.

When Ai Tutu woke up, she found Cao Le lying on the sofa after returning home. She asked in confusion, "Sister Mu has gone to compete for a spot. Why are you still at home?"

Isn't this the time for everyone to give it their all?

Why is Cao Le so carefree?

If he were like her and not interested in these things, that would be one thing. But Ai Tutu knew that this guy had gotten her father's vote and was already a shoo-in.

But even if you're a pre-selected member, you still have to show your skills, right?

After all, those who stand out in each major region have earned their place through hard work!

"I have no interest in that kind of childish fighting," Cao Le said, pursing his lips.

"Tch, you act like you're so great." Ai Tutu was very annoyed; those people were already much, much better than her!

Is their fight just a fight between children?

Isn't that a roundabout way of insulting her?

Can't stand it!

"My second cultivation of the fire element has reached the third level of perfection." Upon seeing this, Cao Le truthfully stated his cultivation level.

Well, Ai Tutu, who was just moments ago annoyed by Cao Le's arrogance, suddenly lost all interest in shopping after hearing this...

Because she discovered that her main account... was actually lower in level than someone else's newly leveled alt account!

Back in high school, Ai Tutu was at least a magical genius!

But after entering university, it seems like the world has changed.

That's pretty outrageous...

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157. "Background" is also a form of strength.

Ai Tutu snorted and left the living room, and Cao Le didn't continue to tease her.

He was genuinely tired today, otherwise he would have teased her a bit more...

He spent a month in arduous training, in a place so stifling that he lost track of time. If it weren't for his rapid recovery, he wouldn't have gone there to cultivate.

Cao Le had originally wanted to get a good night's sleep, but after chatting with Ai Tutu for a bit, and with her swaying around earlier... Cao Le instantly lost all sleepiness!

Sadly...

This woman flirted with me and then ran away!

Although you could say he left because he was angry with himself, in the end he was left all alone.

Unable to sleep, Cao Le got up and headed towards the venue for the National Pavilion selection competition.

Shanghai is the venue for the National Pavilion, and also the place where members are selected to participate in overseas training.

Of course, at this time, no one from other regions has arrived yet; it's just a competition among students from prestigious schools in various regions. Only those who emerge victorious after fierce competition will be able to embark on their journey to the National Academy for further training.

Of course, anyone who receives four votes from domestic legislators becomes a member of the Nationalist government. However, this isn't the final decision; only a select few will truly remain unreplaced.

Someone like Cao Le, who has no background, wouldn't stand a chance if he didn't have the necessary skills.

As a student of Mingzhu Academy, he was allowed to come and watch the competition here.

When he came in, he saw Mu Nujiao's name among the people competing today.

She may already know that her chances of gaining experience in the National Palace are slim, but even if it means guarding the National Palace, she doesn't want to miss out.