Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

"Fatty, good luck to you," Zhang Chulan said, shaking his head slightly.

Chapter 34 Each Other's Envy (Please Read On)

"What do you mean?" Canglong interpreted the sympathy in Zhang Chulan's eyes.

This gaze came after he mentioned Lu Mingfei.

"What, does this guy who knows everything have some extraordinary talent?" Canglong looked at Lu Mingfei curiously.

The first thing he observed was Lu Mingfei's stance. Although lower body strength cannot determine a person's strength, it is the foundation of a person's strength. If the lower body strength is not good, one will be easily targeted.

Lu Mingfei's lower body skills are barely passable, much better than ordinary people, but completely inadequate among the young elites in the world of superhumans.

This caused Canglong to lower his score for Lu Mingfei considerably.

Then observe Lu Mingfei's movements. A master's movements are flawless, even in the slightest gesture. On the other hand, Lu Mingfei... is full of flaws.

With his unremarkable appearance and rather mediocre strength, Canglong simply couldn't take Lu Mingfei seriously.

"Of course, even I am no match for Lu Mingfei," Zhang Chulan said with a hint of pride.

"Hehehe, this joke is not funny at all."

Canglong had no intention of wasting any more time on Lu Mingfei. "This employee of Nadutong is fine against ordinary people, but this is the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, which is full of experts. It's not something someone like him can participate in."

He made no attempt to hide the disdain in his tone and did not continue the topic.

Lu Mingfei was looked down upon by a complete stranger, but he did not express the slightest dissatisfaction, nor did he feel any ripples in his heart.

Because this was his daily life a few years ago, being mocked by people he knew or didn't know, and then he would end the conversation with his signature slang or nonsense, or provoke ridicule. He had developed a certain degree of resistance to this kind of life.

It's less about resistance and more about a self-comforting form of Ah Q-style mental victory.

"I really didn't want to participate in this Luo Tian Grand Ritual, but work wouldn't allow it."

Canglong ignored Lu Mingfei's explanation and turned the topic to Zhang Chulan.

"He never enters the Celestial Master's Mansion, yet he is proficient in the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic, and is also the inheritor of the Qi Body Source Flow." As Canglong spoke, his eyes gleamed with a weasel-like yellow light, as if he wanted to strip Zhang Chulan bare.

“In the current world of supernatural beings, if we’re talking about who’s stirring up the storm, it has to be you, Zhang Chulan. With so many buffs stacked on you, it’s hard not to become famous.” Canglong approached Zhang Chulan, as if trying to bask in Zhang Chulan’s fame.

After that shout from Canglong.

Although some people have stopped paying attention to Zhang Chulan, most people still keep their eyes on him, half of whom are looking at him with ill intent, some of whom are coveting Qi Body Source Flow, one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

With so many people watching Zhang Chulan, he frowned and clenched his fists almost imperceptibly.

He attracted malicious attention from the world of supernatural beings because of something that didn't belong to him.

Being stared at with ill intent felt like a heavy stone was pressing on Zhang Chulan's heart, making it hard for him to breathe, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.

He never even owned it.

Unexpected disaster befell him without his knowledge, and the immense sense of loss made him resist...

He casually answered Canglong's various questions, whether they were about the Golden Light Mantra or the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. He would change the subject whenever possible and give vague answers whenever possible.

Somewhat helplessly, he turned his gaze to Lu Mingfei, who was not far away.

Almost no one noticed Lu Mingfei, and there were almost no eyes on him.

Lu Mingfei's current life of being unnoticed, unvalued, and undisturbed is exactly the situation Zhang Chulan craves most right now.

I'm so envious...

I'm so envious of Lu Mingfei's life...

Zhang Chulan snorted softly, saying to himself, "Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan, you really are oblivious to reality..."

"I've got it!" Feng Baobao clapped her hands, seemingly having figured out the problem that sealing acupoints and burying someone would lead to death.

Attracted by Feng Baobao's exclamation, Canglong's small eyes, squeezed by the fat on his face, widened instantly, drawn to Feng Baobao's fair, glowing skin and delicate features without any makeup.

"Fair skin hides a hundred flaws." Feng Baobao's indescribably fair skin, coupled with her delicate features, means that even if she is a little sloppy and doesn't pay attention to her appearance, her natural beauty still cannot be hidden.

It instantly attracted Canglong's attention.

They changed their target and abandoned Zhang Chulan, who, despite being a big star, was still a grown man.

"I didn't expect so many people from Na Du Tong. Is this beautiful lady also here to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony? It would be a great loss if a pretty girl like you got hurt."

Feng Baobao took a step forward, scanned the other people in front of her, lingered a little longer on the people Lu Mingfei had noted on the list, and finally glanced at Wang Ye.

Wang Ye, who was dozing off, suddenly jolted awake. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, cautiously surveyed his surroundings, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"My name is Feng Baobao. Lu Mingfei and I are responsible for taking care of all the opponents who are hindering Zhang Chulan from becoming a Celestial Master..."

Her words provoked outrage from the crowd, and dozens of people shifted their gaze from Zhang Chulan to Feng Baobao and Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei felt more than a dozen gazes that seemed to want to devour him alive, and nervously swallowed.

"Just kidding, hehe, just kidding," Lu Mingfei laughed it off.

He now understood why Zhang Chulan was kept by Feng Baobao's side; apparently, he was always resorting to violence or verbal abuse, which only made him more hated.

"Oh, I see... You're going to just do it, right?" Feng Baobao pulled out a brand new shovel from her back with a "whoosh," her blank gaze sweeping over the several candidates who were considered the favorites to win the championship.

Lu Mingfei gently stroked his face and sighed helplessly.

The late emperor passed away before completing his great undertaking.

"Old Zhang..."

The moment Lu Mingfei called out her name, Zhang Chulan was already in front of Feng Baobao, pressing down on her shoulder and saying something equally helpless.

"Sister Bao'er, can you please keep your mouth shut?"

In this tense and volatile atmosphere.

A strong yet somewhat aged voice rang out.

"Haha, seeing you all reminds me of my youth. Since you're all so young and impetuous, I won't waste any more words. Let the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony begin."

The speaker was an old Celestial Master dressed in a Taoist robe, with an air of otherworldly wisdom.

He was pushing a wheelchair, in which sat an old man with eyes as wide as copper bells, his hands and feet hidden under a wide Taoist robe, making it difficult to tell whether he actually had hands and feet.

Next came an elderly man in a custom-made suit. The well-fitting suit perfectly showcased his robust physique despite his advanced age, and his fair skin was comparable to that of a young girl. He was Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders who offered up the Tongtian Talisman.

Those standing with him were also members of the Ten Elders.

They are, respectively, Lü Ci, Wang Ai, Feng Zhenghao...

With the exception of a few, almost all of the Ten Elders came to support the Celestial Master's grand Taoist ritual.

The old celestial master announced the start of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and all the young extraordinary individuals obediently began to line up, quietly waiting for the draw.

Lu Mingfei counted the people around the old master and realized there weren't even ten people. Even Xu Si and Xu San were following behind the old master.

"That's strange. Aren't they supposed to be the Ten Elders? Why are there only a few people?" Lu Mingfei asked, puzzled.

Upon hearing that it was his turn to demonstrate his intelligence gathering skills, Feng Xingtong, who was standing behind Lu Mingfei, explained.

“Brother Lu must have only recently entered the world of supernatural beings.” Feng Xingtong also deduced from Lu Mingfei’s situation that Lu Mingfei’s strength might not be very strong, and thus inferred that he had not been in the world of supernatural beings for long.

"Yes."

"The Ten Elders are actually composed of the leaders of the four major families and the six major sects or organizations."

"The four major families are: the Lü family, whose patriarch is Lü Ci, an old man with a long scar on his face; the Wang family, whose patriarch is Wang Ai, an old man with a somewhat plump figure and a cane; the Gao family from the Northeast, who are quite mysterious; and finally, the heavyweight Lu family, whose patriarch is Lu Jin, who took out the Tongtian Lu."

"In addition, there are several leaders who can represent one side of the power, such as the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, Master Jiekong, Na Ruhu, Chen Jinkui, etc."

"The Ten Elders are jointly responsible for maintaining the community of supernatural beings and have a cooperative relationship with the company."

After Feng Xingtong's explanation, Lu Mingfei gained a new understanding of the Ten Elders.

"Besides the Celestial Master, who among them is most likely to know about the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?" Lu Mingfei asked casually.

"This is something beyond my personal capabilities. Although I am also a successor of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the information I can find about things from so many years ago is fragmented, and some of it has been deliberately buried, making it impossible to find any useful information," Feng Xingtong said somewhat embarrassedly.

As they were talking, Lu Mingfei had already drawn his own slip of paper.

"Green Turtle".

“…Um…” Lu Mingfei had a feeling that the note was implying something about him, but he had no proof.

Chapter 35: Coping Strategies (Please continue reading)

Lu Mingfei looked at the note in his hand from left to right and up to down.

Fold it up and then unfold it again, repeating two or three times.

The characters "丙绿龟" remain unchanged.

He had already stopped trying to woo Chen Wenwen, and his feelings for Nuonuo weren't as strong anymore, yet he still dramatically drew this note.

I folded it up and put it in my pocket.

Maintain an attitude of "out of sight, out of mind".

All the supernatural beings on the field became very interested in the note in their hands, wanting to know who their opponent was, and had little time to pay attention to the likes of Zhang Chulan or Lu Mingfei.

Or they've started their pre-match warm-up preparations, getting ready to defeat the formidable opponent they're about to face.

The first round of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony adopts a four-into-one format, where only one of the four participants will win and advance to the next round.

This leads to a multitude of possible outcomes: either the three cooperate to eliminate the strongest superhuman on the field, or they are defeated one by one by the strongest superhuman, or it becomes a chaotic battle where the strongest emerge victorious...

"Old Lu, what Heavenly Stem and animal are you?" Zhang Chulan approached, holding the White Tiger in his hand.

"Well, it's Bing, anyway, we just won't run into each other," Lu Mingfei said, pretending not to care.

"The first match is about to start. Bao'er, you happen to be in the first match. Would you like to go watch?" Zhang Chulan invited.

“I think it doesn’t matter whether you go or not. What’s Bao’er’s strength? As long as she doesn’t encounter those very strong opponents at the beginning, it’s basically not a problem. Even if she does encounter them, wouldn’t it be better to eliminate them at the beginning?” Lu Mingfei took out his notebook and observed who was in the first match.

“That’s true,” Zhang Chulan said.

Liu Yanyan walked over carrying a bag of snacks and drinks.

He took out Lu Mingfei's favorite cola from the bag and handed it to him, then casually gave Zhang Chulan a few bags that didn't look very appetizing.

Zhang Chulan politely declined Liu Yanyan's offer.