Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Within minutes, the small rented room was cleaned by the homebody Sadako.

She began the next stage: washing the dusty clothes.

The eight-foot-tall adult was still intoxicated by the rich spiritual energy, while his delicate body, less than a meter tall, lay trembling on the ground.

One was acting like they were high on drugs, while the other was diligently doing housework. The difference in their behavior was obvious.

He has some savings elsewhere, enough to live comfortably without worrying about food or drink, and even to buy a house.

But once he arrived here, Lu Mingfei had to struggle to make a living.

Firstly, they lack legal status and are undocumented, making it difficult to find legitimate employment.

Secondly, he doesn't know anything; all he knows is fighting and crafting magical artifacts, which is completely useless to the people here.

So he dialed Reigen Arataka's number.

"How has Mr. Reigen been lately?"

"Mingfei, you're finally back after being away for a month or two. Do you want to come back to the agency?" Reigen put down the takoyaki in his hand.

"Of course, I'm very grateful."

And so, Lu Mingfei returned to the Spiritual Consultation Center, or rather, the Spiritual Affairs Office, once again.

As the greatest psychic of this century, Reigen Arataka's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Mingfei, and he looked Lu Mingfei up and down.

It is said that people are in high spirits when they have happy events. That kind of heartfelt happiness will affect a person from the inside out, whether it is the posture of walking, the tone of voice, or even the usual facial expressions.

Linghuan discovered that Lu Mingfei's mental state was indescribably good.

The last time he saw Lu Mingfei, he was a melancholy young man. Although he was brave and strong, he was shrouded in shadows, and it was obvious that he was always thinking of someone.

Lu Mingfei now seems to be in a state of fulfillment and relief.

That's how he truly embodies the spirit of a vibrant young man.

"Long time no see, Mingfei." Reigen Shinryu smiled and placed a cup of hot tea in front of Lu Mingfei.

The two exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

"Did you successfully win over the girl of your dreams?" Reigen asked with a hint of gossip.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head sheepishly.

When he's with Reigen Arataka, he feels more like he's with a familiar elder who listens patiently, gives him good advice, and guides him in the right direction.

Calling him a spiritual mentor wouldn't be an exaggeration.

"Actually, it's even faster than that."

"You two have already confirmed your relationship?" Reigen Arataka was somewhat surprised that Lu Mingfei's progress had been so fast after only a month or two away.

"Um,......"

Lu Mingfei recounted his previous experiences with Liu Yanyan in detail.

If seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is a human instinct, then being close to Linghuan Xinlong is almost an instinct for Lu Mingfei.

After hearing this, Reigen angrily said, "You two better get married right now!"

"But we're not old enough yet."

"Not old enough? Boys can get married at eighteen and girls at sixteen." Reigen Arataka suddenly remembered that Lu Mingfei was not from this world, and his legal marriage age was different from that of Japan.

"Where I live, boys need to be 22 and girls 20 to get married."

"This is bad. You need to wait four years before you can marry a girl." Although Reigen Arataka has never had a girlfriend, he knows that time is the most ruthless blade. It will gradually wear away a person's edges and cause cracks in a relationship that is not maintained. It is the killer of everything.

Relationships are fragile and troublesome, unable to withstand various deliberate tests. They require both physical and emotional maintenance. Those who understand the intricacies of relationships will be immersed in the warm and sweet nurturing of such relationships.

“Actually, we can get our marriage certificate after we reach the legal age, but we can get married earlier.” Lu Mingfei had heard Liu Yanyan mention before that some boys his age were already fathers of one child, or even planning to have a second child, and some had already remarried. They had already left the school stage and officially entered the workforce.

Reigen, who knew little about this, felt a bit ashamed. He didn't even have a girlfriend, let alone get married, so how could he possibly think about getting married first and then registering the marriage?

He listened with a furrowed brow as he heard Lu Mingfei's plans for the future.

Watching Lu Mingfei nod or occasionally affirm to provide emotional support, I analyzed Lu Mingfei's situation bit by bit.

Having found someone to confide in and provided himself with enough emotional support, he couldn't stop talking once he started, going on and on for hours.

In the end, I still felt like I hadn't had enough.

Lu Mingfei, interrupted by the doorbell, finally stopped talking, his bellyful of words still waiting to be poured out.

Reigen Shinryo took a breath and gave Lu Mingfei, who didn't feel thirsty at all, a sip of water.

He looked at Lu Mingfei with envy.

The girl was working hard for the boy, and the boy was also working hard for the girl. He had rarely seen such a mutually devoted love.

In the brief moment that he was tapping the table, Shigeo Kageyama pushed open the door and entered, a greenish thing still floating on Shigeo's shoulder.

This green blob also had two blobs of blush, bright red and very round. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei was used to the evil spirit's dimples.

As soon as Little Dimple saw Lu Mingfei arrive, he immediately hid behind him, tilting his head and watching Lu Mingfei.

"Welcome back, Lu Mingfei." Shigeo Kageyama hadn't seen Lu Mingfei in a long time and missed him quite a bit.

"Mob has grown taller and more handsome." Lu Mingfei casually praised.

"Really, really?"

"of course."

Upon hearing the praise, Shigeo Kageyama, who had been expressionless, showed a faint smile.

"Thank you."

Little Dimple whispered in Mob's ear, "Hey, Mob, don't be fooled by him. There's a powerful evil spirit inside him. Who knows if it's his own will or if he's just being controlled by the evil spirit? Like a puppet, even if he has his own thoughts and actions, he's ultimately just a plaything in someone else's hands."

Little Dimple regretted saying those words as soon as they were spoken.

Lu Mingfei wasn't the only puppet. In his view, Reigen Arataka was also that big hand, controlling Mob to work for him. The low wages and verbal control made Mob complete the commissions from clients who used sweet talk to deceive Reigen.

His long-cherished wish to become "Kami" was also to control Mob to achieve it. In this way, he was not much different from the evil spirit inside Lu Mingfei, perhaps because his power was too weak.

“Don’t worry, Little Dimple, the evil spirit inside Mingfei has disappeared.” After saying that, Mob turned to Little Dimple, “Besides, Mingfei’s praise of me was from the bottom of his heart.”

"You can read minds, can you?" Little Dimple heard Mofu's words, glanced at Lu Mingfei again, and moved over slowly like a snail to confirm what was inside Lu Mingfei's body.

Little Dimple was once a powerful overlord among evil spirits, but unfortunately he encountered a powerful man and was left with only this crippled body. However, he still retains the ability to sense certain things.

"Is he really not here?" This time it was Lu Mingfei's turn to be puzzled.

Lu Mingze was the guy who wanted his entire life. A businessman will never give up on his goal, especially someone like him who has already tasted the sweetness and will soon take the bait.

A quarter of his life has already been given up, and there are still extremely difficult opponents to deal with. Lu Mingze has plenty of opportunities to offer him a deal and demand that quarter of his life back.

He didn't believe the claim that Lu Mingze had been eliminated. How much power would it take for someone who possessed the ability to grant others the power to kill the Dragon King to eliminate him?

"..." He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Black King...

"Yes, they've left," Mob nodded affirmatively.

Hearing Mofu's words, Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he had only left.

If Yi Lumingze were killed by the Black King who came from the source of history, they would be at the mercy of the Black King, with no ability to resist, and they wouldn't even have the strength to defeat the four archangels under his command.

He pondered the reason why Lu Mingze left.

Did that evil spirit take anything from me?

"Probably not," Mob said uncertainly, as he was unaware of the evil spirits surrounding Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was certain that Lu Mingze wasn't going to throw caution to the wind like some businessmen, believing that a lose-lose situation was better than a win-lose one, and therefore he wasn't going to prevent Lu Mingze from continuing on his normal path.

He probably guessed the reason: in a world where dragons roam freely, the purer and closer the dragon blood is to its source, the more powerful it is and the more power it can unleash.

Lu Mingfei is like an anomaly. Not only does he not want the dragon blood, but he also strips it away. Without the dragon blood in his body, Lu Mingfei is at most a few times stronger than an ordinary person.

It wouldn't work if Lu Mingze tried to grant power by stimulating dragon blood. Lu Mingfei doesn't have dragon blood in his body. If he forcibly gave him dragon blood, it would be detectable, which would confirm that Lu Mingze relies on dragon blood to grant power and take lives.

He didn't expect that going to Dragon Blood would leave Lu Mingze behind. Although he lost the ability to rely on his life for protection, he also lost a dangerous person with unclear motives who was always thinking about him.

This matter seems like a bad thing at the moment, and things are getting more and more dangerous, but there is no way to save your life. However, in the long run, it is a good thing, as it avoids the possibility of being schemed against by that little Lu Mingze in the future.

Because he had lost the dragon blood, he might have lost his value as someone Lu Mingze could scheme against.

"Listen, Mingfei!" Linghuan said very seriously.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was also sitting upright and responding to his seriousness, he slowly spoke.

“You’re about to get engaged, so you must keep yourself pure and don’t do those bachelor/bachelorette parties like in Europe and America…” Reigen Arataka suddenly realized that there was still the young Mob in the room, so he immediately changed his words and swallowed the word “promiscuity” back.

"Don't do anything abnormal, or you'll let down someone who loves you, create an immeasurable rift, and cause incalculable harm in the future. Although I know you're not that kind of person, I still want to remind you..."

Lu Mingfei nodded frequently as Linghuan Xinlong delivered his long speech, while Mofu listened in a state of complete confusion.

"These all make so much sense. Mr. Reigen, who has come up with so many reasons, do you have a girlfriend?"

Reigen Arataka was speechless for a moment, only coughing to ease the awkwardness.

"Master, have some water." Mofu tactfully offered a cup of water.

"The extra is very thoughtful."

Ding dong.

Hearing the website's notification, Reigen opened it as if he had seen a savior and changed the subject.

"Another request has come in. This time it's to exorcise the spirit of a wealthy man's daughter. If successful, the reward will be at least hundreds of millions of yen."

Chapter 230 Lu Mingfei's Sole Commission

Reigen Arataka shifted his gaze from the computer screen, glanced at the envelope on the table, and rambled on about something rather intriguing.

In reality, it was a mysterious request from a certain company president. He was merely speculating. As an "exorcist," there are generally only two types of people who would seek him out.

One type of person experiences physical fatigue and aches, while another is truly affected by evil spirits.

As for this company president, he certainly doesn't lack servants who can soothe his mind and body; nine times out of ten, it's the latter.

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up when he heard the unit "one hundred million" as a "small goal." He then began to convert the currency. After a brief period of intense mental calculation, he came to an answer.