Chapter 1013 The Real Class Gap: Background is Also a Part of Strength

Mentioning Fu Ye makes Mo Fan feel utterly devastated.

Because in his original world, there was no such person at all.

Since he transmigrated to this magical world, he has found that everything about him has changed.

Both my life and my past experiences have undergone tremendous changes.

But thinking of this, a hint of desolation rose in his eyes.

He might not have understood why Mu Zhuoyun's attitude towards their family changed so drastically in the previous world, but now he knows that he and Mu Ningxue were kidnapped that night.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt a pang of sorrow.

He had already guessed that his ability to travel to this magical world was also due to the pendant given to him by Old Man Ying.

He really wanted to ask the other person what exactly had happened here, and why such a big change had occurred around him.
However, Mo Fan was unaware that the old man Ying he mentioned had already discovered Fu Ye's existence, but even he was completely unable to find out anything about Fu Ye's past.

Over the past few years, Old Man Ying has observed Fu Ye closely, watching him gradually change the world's landscape.

"Mo Fan, I have to say you're really lucky. I can tell you this very seriously: whether you're a genius or a mediocre one, becoming a super-level mage requires consuming resources beyond your imagination."

"Even with my status and position, my family can only support me to cultivate to the level of a high-level mage at most. If I want to break through to the super-level, I can only rely on myself to find a way."

Mo Fan might not be fully aware of this, but Zhao Manyan, this rich young master, was very clear that the only way to become a super-level being was to pour massive amounts of resources into it, and even then, success was not guaranteed.

"Old Zhao, judging from what you're saying, does that mean it's extremely difficult for those powerful families in Shanghai to cultivate a super-level mage?"

Mo Fan was also somewhat puzzled. Although he knew that super-level mages were extremely terrifying, in his mind, it shouldn't be too difficult for these top aristocratic families to cultivate a super-level mage.

Upon hearing Mo Fan's outrageous remarks, Zhao Manyan looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Hey, hey, super-class mages aren't as common as cabbages. Let me give you some statistics: each country can only cultivate one to three super-class mages every six years. On average, it's difficult to produce even one super-class mage every two years."

"As for forbidden spell-level mages above the super-rank, it's rare to find even one every ten or even a hundred years, let alone a year. Now you should understand why I said super-rank mages are so rare, right?"

At this point, Zhao Manyan paused for a moment before adding more.

"The resources available for high-level mages to break through to the super-level each year are almost fixed, and only the most talented geniuses in the country have the potential to break through to the super-level."

"Of course, top-tier forces with influence throughout the country can indeed help their internal geniuses become super-class mages, but such forces can be counted on one hand in the entire magic world."

Upon hearing Zhao Manyan's words, Mo Fan's heart began to pound wildly.

The reason is simple: when Zhao Manyan presented him with the big data, he realized just how rare and powerful super-level mages were.

Mo Fan's throat was slightly dry, and he looked at Zhao Manyan with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"So, for a nation, a high-level mage is considered a strategic weapon?"

"That's fair to say. After all, once you reach the super-rank level, as long as you have a certain background, you can even directly become a councilor in some local magicians' associations."

"Just like Qin Yu'er, the eldest daughter of the Qin family, who swept the World National Tournament six years ago with her super-level level two ice element magic, she was directly recruited into the Palace Mage Association after winning the championship and returning to China."

"However, I also heard that there is a very important figure behind her who is rarely seen, but he seems to rarely care about these things and just let her join the Mage Association." Hearing this, Mo Fan felt a wave of dizziness.

His current understanding of this world is based on the historical documents he has consulted in Bo City, and he has no idea that magic competitions are now held between nations.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Zhao Manyan felt a little frustrated.

Because he always felt that Mo Fan was somewhat out of touch with the world, as if he knew a little about everything, but didn't understand it at all.

"Mo Fan, you can't be unaware of the World University Competition, can you?"

Zhao Manyan's face was full of surprise and uncertainty.

After all, any normal person would know this.

However, Mo Fan disguised himself very well.

"Old Zhao, didn't I tell you before that I'm from Bocheng? How could I possibly know more than you Shanghai playboys?"

Seeing Mo Fan's nonchalant expression, Zhao Manyan's initial doubts were immediately dispelled.

"Damn, you didn't know before, but now that you do, you should prepare in advance."

"You have great talent. Although you may not be selected as a regular member, you should at least try to become an unofficial member first. Then you will have a good chance of becoming a regular member."

Although Zhao Manyan's voice sounded somewhat unreliable, Mo Fan could clearly sense that Zhao Manyan was serious.

It's more likely that the other person was saying this to themselves rather than to him.

"Old Zhao, I understand. But with your tortoise-shell mage's toughness and status, becoming an unofficial team member shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Mo Fan's cheeky voice made Zhao Manyan chuckle.

"Hahaha, as expected of my brother Zhao Manyan, you have the same filthy thoughts as me."

While the two of them were still calling each other "brother" this and "buddy" that, Fu Ye had already completely dealt with the advanced-stage warrior-level demon, the Scaled Demon Mother.

"Hey, Lingling, the Scaled Demon Mother has been dealt with. Don't forget to transfer the commission to my card later."

On the other side, inside the milk tea shop.

Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu were filled with confusion when they saw the lifeless Scaled Demon Mother in Fu Ye's hand.

But soon, Lingling's voice interrupted their thoughts.

"Hmph, she's clearly richer than anyone else, yet she always argues with me over such trivial matters."

Lingling pouted, clearly used to Fu Ye casually crushing advanced-stage warrior-level demons.

“Let’s keep things separate. Even the smallest thing is still something. My money was given to me by those guys, while your money is something I earned through hard work. How can they be the same?”

Hearing him spouting grand principles again, Lingling... (End of Chapter)