Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Why is my headache getting worse?

He rubbed his head; the more he thought of doubt or anything else related to it, the more the pain intensified.

This is wrong, this is wrong!

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ma Xianhong's forehead.

"What's wrong with Lao Ma?" Zhang Chulan asked.

As descendants of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, Old Ma would have been a good friend if it weren't for the Body Cultivation Furnace in Biyou Village.

"It's possible the contract has taken effect."

The eight-foot-tall man muttered something under his breath.

As someone who's been there, I know very well that sometimes even if I have a headache, I still have to be a little cheeky.

Lu Mingfei relayed this to Zhang Chulan.

“…” Zhang Chulan frowned slightly, his gaze darkening as if he were deep in thought.

The Biyou Village incident is now nearing its conclusion.

Although it's unknown what Ma Xianhong and Chairman Zhao discussed, it's clear that Ma Xianhong was extremely excited, even...

The operation against Biyou Village is only one thing away from completion: destroying the cultivation furnace.

“Old Ma, you know you can’t keep this furnace, so I…” Zhang Chulan took out a large hammer again, which cost about 80 per strike.

At some point, Ma Xianhong emerged from his pain and looked at Lu Mingfei.

"I don't need the Body Refinement Furnace for the time being, so please keep it for me."

"it is good."

Lu Mingfei took out the Devouring Pouch, and was naturally happy to be able to pick up the ready-made Body Cultivation Furnace at the end.

"No, the Body Cultivation Furnace cannot be taken away. It must be destroyed here, otherwise we won't be able to explain ourselves. They need to see confirmation that the Body Cultivation Furnace has been destroyed. Otherwise, even if you go to see the board of directors, they will think you have ulterior motives."

Ma Xianhong punched the cultivation furnace, and a sphere, as big as a man's chest, was ripped out from its core.

"You keep the core; as long as you have the blueprints, you can build it anytime." Ma Xianhong tossed it to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei did not refuse and readily put it into the Devouring Pouch.

Seeing that the two had finished their final discussion, Zhang Chulan raised his heavy hammer.

He hammered away at the body-refining furnace, a masterpiece of Ma Xianhong's heart and soul, yet he felt little emotion in it, because subconsciously he believed that the path of the body-refining furnace might not be viable.

Before long, the cultivation furnace turned into a pile of broken copper and scrap iron. Zhang Chulan straightened his body, supporting his back.

"Just like that, it's ruined?" Liu Yanyan murmured to herself.

The body-cultivation furnace underwent its final run, but failed to achieve the desired results.

“If you want to use one-click whitening, I’ll make one for you,” Lu Mingfei said.

He walked outside, with Liu Yanyan following behind.

"No way, I want a tan."

"Really? It doesn't look good if it's too dark."

"If a boy is cheeky and wicked, no one will want him."

"..."

"Of course, after all, not everyone likes a boy who is still a child at heart. I think you are great, keep it up."

"..."

As the two chatted and laughed, they approached the temporary worker. Feng Baobao then lay down on the ground, pretending that she was still not recovered from the "powerful attack" she had just received.

Wang Zhenqiu's eyes widened as if he had just realized something.

Xiao Zizai subconsciously reached for his glasses but found nothing. He sighed and put them back on.

Hei Guan, who was the most seriously injured, calmly looked at Lu Mingfei and said, "What's wrong? Tell me."

Seeing Lu Mingfei beaming with joy, as if he had just experienced something happy, Lao Meng said, "This is great. Let's all sit down and talk. Why couldn't we have a proper talk before?"

Feng Baobao remained lying motionless on the ground, with foam seemingly still coming out of her mouth.

"What happened again? What did Chairman Zhao say to Lu Mingfei?" Erzhuang's voice came through the headset.

"I'm so sorry everyone," Lu Mingfei said apologetically, raising his hands.

"I was a bit too heavy-handed before, but if I hadn't been so heavy-handed, I might have been the one who fell. Village Chief Ma has already used up the Body Refinement Furnace and seems to have reached an agreement with Chairman Zhao. He will obediently accept the arrangements."

"I promised to treat everyone's injuries, and I'll begin now."

Lu Mingfei switched states, silently chanted the "incantation," and placed his hand on the arm of the black tube.

The severed tendons and bones of the arm were slowly growing back at a visible rate, with tender pink buds wriggling slowly. Black Pipe was so surprised that he forgot the pain.

"Holy crap!" The clarinet could only manage to utter two words of exclamation.

"Just heal my wound completely?!"

What surprised Hei Guan was not the healing of the injuries, but Lu Mingfei's ability. To achieve mastery or even specialization in a certain area requires a great deal of effort. Just like weapon refiners, ordinary weapon refiners will only cultivate one magic weapon in their entire lives, while advanced weapon refiners can nurture multiple magic weapons. Even though Ma Xianhong is the successor of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, he has only specialized in weapon refining.

And Lu Mingfei...

The overwhelming telekinetic power they had previously struggled to withstand, along with the unknown level of lightning magic, and finally the ability to heal wounds in a short period of time—each aspect was different. To cultivate to this level made people wonder if Lu Mingfei was an old monster in human skin, or some reborn individual preparing to take revenge for his past life.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious like a severed hand or a pierced heart," Lu Mingfei said, seeing Hei Guan's exaggerated reaction.

"The one with the heart pierced is already dead, right? Why do you sound so familiar with this?" Black pipe couldn't help but retort.

He moved his palm and found that it was exactly the same as before, except that the newly grown skin was very delicate.

There are many things in the world that defy common sense.

Lu Mingfei ignored the clarinet's complaints.

"Brother Xiao."

"Xiao Lu..." Xiao Zizai hesitated, then could only wait quietly for Lu Mingfei to finish his treatment.

After Lu Mingfei finished his rounds, he also made a show of helping Feng Baobao recover a little.

"Sister Bao'er, stop pretending to be dead."

I feel like I've forgotten someone.

"That Taoist priest Wang is still immobilized by you. Do you want to retract your abilities?" Old Meng reminded him.

It was only after being reminded that Lu Mingfei remembered.

When he immobilized Wang Ye earlier, he noticed a wound on his neck, so he was relatively gentle with his attacks. After all, Wang Ye was a big boss who had sponsored millions, so he couldn't be careless.

He came to Wang Ye's side and retrieved the telekinetic power from the fishmonger's watch.

Wang Ye stretched his body, having been frozen in place for a long time. Although he felt no physical discomfort, his mindset had undergone a complete transformation.

"Can I have my phone back?" Wang Ye spoke to Lu Mingfei very politely, without the lecturing and persuasive tone he had before.

Lu Mingfei returned it to Wang Ye.

"Let me treat you, Master Wang." He pressed Wang Ye down to help the wound on his neck heal.

"You..." Wang was startled by Lu Mingfei's actions just now, thinking that he was going to kill him to silence him. He subconsciously used the Chaotic Golden Tuo to try to escape, but it was useless. He resigned himself to his fate and was grabbed by Lu Mingfei.

He only came to his senses when he felt the pain in his neck gradually subside.

"He has quite a wide range of abilities."

I had no choice but to make up for it on the spot and finish the sentence I hadn't finished.

Zhang Chulan led Ma Xianhong out of the Cultivation Hall.

When Wang Ye saw that the two of them were getting excited, he seemed to feel that something was wrong and turned around to ask Lu Mingfei.

"Are you really not going to work at my dad's company? It'll be fine even if you just retire there... He's a good man, very kind, and you'll have a car and a house in a few years." Wang Ye continued his persistent temptation.

He felt that since Lu Mingfei wanted to live a good life, he should provide him with the necessary conditions, which should prevent many unnecessary things from happening.

"Master Wang, money isn't everything. There are some things money can't buy, such as..."

Xiao Zizai walked over and interrupted their conversation.

"Xiao Lu, let's go down the mountain. The brothers down there are waiting for us. We've already talked to them."

"Okay, Brother Xiao."

Wang was puzzled. How come, less than an hour had passed, the temporary workers who had just been badly injured were speaking to Lu Mingfei in such a friendly manner?

Why did your attitude suddenly change 180 degrees?

What exactly did Lu Mingfei do?

"Master Wang, we'll meet again someday." Lu Mingfei took Liu Yanyan's hand and walked down the mountain.

After going around in circles for so many days, I've finally returned to Nadutong Company.

"Now you're officially employed, and you won't have to worry about not getting paid anymore. You can even craft magical artifacts to earn some extra money."

"It's all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I'd still be working under Xu Laosi, doing a job where I don't even have enough to eat. Quanxing has done so much harm." Liu Yanyan complained.

"By the way, what if they take all the items in my shopping cart when they're collecting data?" Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered his shopping cart, which he had long forgotten about.

"Probably. You're doomed. Now everyone in the company knows about your little quirks! Your image in the company is ruined, just like the company's image."

Liu Yanyan laughed with great ease and contentment.

She smiled happily, not because she had acquired the Eight Extraordinary Skills, nor because she had become stronger, but because she had survived this crisis with Lu Mingfei.

This feeling of deepening connection with the other person was imprinted in her heart, and her hands unconsciously tightened their grip.

"How long is a lifetime?"

"A lifetime is a lifetime. Perhaps I can't be with you for a lifetime, but I will think of you for a lifetime."

"A lifetime is not a lifetime if it's a month, a day, or an hour less. Do you think you can dream about me? You won't dream about Rei Ayanami or Asuka Langley Soryu, will you?"

"How could that be? Even if I dream of you, you're wearing their clothes. Everyone in my dreams looks like you..."

"You're disgusting," Liu Yanyan interrupted.