Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

"Damn it, I risked my life to buy this, and you won't let me play it, and you won't even let me complain a little?" Lu Mingfei said unhappily.

"Since you want to fight, then please." Lu Mingze pushed open a door in front of Lu Mingfei, revealing a scene where the psychic storm had stopped.

Lu Mingfei strode out, and the pain surged back the moment he passed through the door; his arm remained bent and broken.

However, a powerful force surged forth within him, seemingly capable of controlling everything in the world.

The evil spirit is adding power to the psychic storm in an attempt to cross the "chasm" created by Lu Mingze.

Lu Mingfei felt many ways to use the power appear in his mind, and waved his hand at the psychic storm.

The overwhelming psychic storm seemed to be withdrawn, and all the boulders that had been blown into the sky fell back down and crashed to the ground.

"Interesting." Although Lu Mingfei couldn't sense the exact level of power within his body, he had a feeling of "I am a god."

"I, Lu Mingfei, am back!"

Lu Mingfei opened his palm towards the evil spirit from afar, using its own methods against it.

He felt as if some element had been mobilized, in accordance with his will, squeezing out the evil spirit.

"No—" the evil spirit howled and its massive body vanished at a visible speed, the chilling aura transforming into a mournful, sharp roar.

The evil spirit, now only its upper body remaining, stared blankly at Lu Mingfei and uttered its last words, "One day, you will be..."

The evil spirit was completely destroyed.

This unfinished building has changed its appearance in the blink of an eye. It looks like it has been eroded by a strong wind for more than ten years, with lightning-like cracks everywhere. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades, giving people a feeling that it is in imminent danger.

Lu Mingfei is truly safe.

The power was still flowing within him. "Lu Mingze, how much power do I have left to use?"

“…” Lu Mingze was silent for a moment, “Brother, this world is very dangerous. You have to be careful. Even I can’t take care of you every moment.”

Lu Mingfei used the unknown ability given to him by Lu Mingze on the unfinished building not far away. The unfinished building collapsed with a roar, and the billowing smoke and dust were dispersed by Lu Mingfei.

“I know, I just saw that people had been here before. If someone else comes and this unfinished building collapses and kills someone, I would feel a little guilty as someone who once had the ability to stop it.”

As Lu Mingfei's initial excitement about gaining power gradually faded, pain crept up his body along his nerves.

"Hiss—" Lu Mingfei said, enduring the pain, "Where's your free gift? Is there anything that can help me recover from my injuries?"

Lu Mingze reappeared, raised his feet, and pointed two fingers at Lu Mingfei's forehead.

Don't die.

These words flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind, and he instinctively shouted them out, causing his injuries to heal rapidly.

"This is a free gift," Lu Mingze said with a smile. "I look forward to our next collaboration, brother."

Lu Mingze's disappearance took away the power residing within Lu Mingfei's body.

Lu Mingfei's legs had returned to their normal shape, and he walked to a flat place to lie down.

Everything that just happened was truly thrilling. Lu Mingfei still tried to use the power that Lu Mingze had brought him, but he couldn't sense any element in the air obeying his commands.

He couldn't feel anything flowing away or disappearing from his body, nor did he feel anything unusual, as if nothing had ever happened.

"As expected, it's only temporary. Zhang Chulan was right. There are still three more times. Even if Lu Mingze doesn't set a trap for me in the Dragon Clan's world, I might still die unexpectedly in the world of the Dimensional Gate."

Lu Mingfei lay on the flat ground with his head tilted to the side, staring at the ruins left by the power explosion. Every now and then, he would shout to himself, "Don't die," to heal his injuries.

......

"Master Linghuan, that evil spirit is terrifying. We were kicked out of the doorway and told that it would kill us if we went in. You must help us get rid of that evil spirit!"

The homeless man with the buttocks and chin spoke nervously.

He was pleading with a young man with short blond hair, wearing a well-fitting suit, who looked very reliable.

"I've accepted your request. Leave it to me, the psychic Reigen Arataka," the young man known as Reigen said righteously, pointing to himself with a confident thumb.

“We don’t have much money, but we never expected to be able to hire a real psychic. Master Linghuan is truly kind-hearted,” the homeless man’s companion complimented.

Linghuan smiled but didn't say anything.

Walking ahead of the two homeless men, we arrived at the ruins of an unfinished building.

He moved his feet carefully, paying attention to every detail under his feet, his eyebrows almost furrowed.

Will there be cockroaches in this place?

“Master of the Spirit Illusion, look, this place has become a pile of ruins. It wasn’t like this when we came here. It must have been that evil spirit that went berserk after we left and made it like this,” said the homeless man with the buttocks.

Linghuan frowned, squatted down to examine the ruins of the unfinished building, and made a simple judgment.

The ruins of this unfinished building look like they collapsed many years ago; they don't look like they were standing just now.

How did the homeless people behind him get into the perfectly intact room?

Could it be that the homeless people are experiencing mental health issues, leading to collective hallucinations?

Then you came to find someone to exorcise the spirit?

Reigen glanced back at the two homeless men behind him, their faces filled with confusion as they stared incredulously at the collapsed ruins.

Have they awakened from the collective hallucination?

As Linghuan pondered, he saw a dirty, homeless person lying near the ruins. The person was lying on the ground without any regard for appearance, with dried bloodstains on their clothes. If it weren't for the rise and fall of their chest, one would have suspected that the person was already dead.

Hearing the noise of people approaching, Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the three people who had suddenly arrived.

His gaze met Reigen Arataka's.

Chapter 120 Lu Mingze is exposed

A boy who looked like he had been through a bloody battle lay on the ground, catching Reigen's attention, but all he could see in the boy's face was deep exhaustion.

But the blood on the other person's body had dried, revealing what the boy had gone through.

"Hey, you didn't..." Linghuan was interrupted by the homeless man before he could finish speaking.

The homeless man with his buttocks and chin pointed to the clothes scattered among the ruins and said:

“Master Linghuan, this is the place. This is where we encountered the evil spirit before. Please be sure to get rid of that evil spirit.”

His nervous words were trembling slightly, as if he were facing the fear of the unknown.

“Yes, yes, if we don’t get rid of that evil spirit, a curse will befall us. Please, Master Linghuan, use your spiritual powers to remove the evil spirit,” another homeless man echoed.

Reigen glanced back at the two homeless men, then rested his chin on his hand in deep thought.

Is this another fake paranormal phenomenon?

If the money has already been received and the matter is not dealt with, it will be seen as a lack of real ability and competence.

Lu Mingfei curiously sized up Reigen Arataka, who claimed to be a psychic, and the other two.

These two homeless men must have been the ones who broke into this place earlier; they were driven away by the evil spirit as soon as they opened the door.

But why was he attacked when he was about to leave?

Does an evil spirit discriminate based on its own superpowers?

And this "Master of Illusions," he didn't sense any Qi from the superhuman, nor any special feeling from the mixed-race person; to him, he just felt like an ordinary person.

Could it be that all psychic beings in this world hide their abilities like this?

To come to this place so boldly and accept the exorcism request, the spirit must be very strong, since this evil spirit's strength is at least at the level of Xiao Zizai or Lu Jin.

He blinked, waiting for Reigen to make his move.

I want to see just how powerful a psychic can be.

“There was indeed a terrifying evil spirit just now, capable of controlling things like spoons to float,” Lu Mingfei said tentatively.

“That’s right,” the two homeless men said in unison.

They started urging Reigen to hurry up again.

Linghuan frowned; the collective hallucination had spread to this extent.

Urged on by the two homeless men, he quickened his pace and took a white bag out of his pocket.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wide, scrutinizing every detail, ready to activate the mirror pupil's copying ability at any moment to replicate Linghuan's abilities and fill the gap in his own strength.

The two homeless men also looked at Reigen with expectant expressions.

With lightning speed, Reigen reached into the white bag, quickly grabbed out white granular substances, and frantically waved his arms, scattering them everywhere.

"Fire salt dance!"

The violent spraying of salt is Linghuan's ultimate killing move.

As Linghuan sprinkled the salt, it spread like snow across the unfinished building ruins, forming a thin layer of salt that shimmered under the sun.

Reigen put the bag of salt into his pocket and nodded slightly. Even if it was a fake supernatural phenomenon, he had to put on a show, otherwise the guests would feel uneasy. Now the guests should be satisfied.

"Phew, the evil spirit's power is really strong, but it was melted by my ability."

Lu Mingfei silently watched Linghuan's movements.

He couldn't understand what Linghuan was doing. He had clearly killed the evil spirit completely and erased it from the world, so why was he still doing these things instead of just pointing out that the evil spirit had been eliminated?

Could it be that the power he gained by sacrificing a quarter of his life failed to completely eradicate the powerful evil spirit?

Curious, I caught a few of the white particles floating in the air with my hand, and gently sniffed them; they had almost no smell.

Is this some kind of special prop?

He looked at his fingertips, which felt both unfamiliar and familiar. He rubbed his fingers together, feeling a fine friction and a grainy texture.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes slightly, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"Salt?"

And it's the kind you buy in the supermarket.

A big question mark appeared above his head: This thing can be used as an exorcism tool?

Could this person be a fraudster who claims to have psychic abilities?

But he exuded an aura of confidence, giving the impression that he had just melted away an evil spirit.

The doubts in his mind overshadowed his motivation to copy Reigen's abilities, and he was stunned.