Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

"I understand what you're saying. Just like Zhang Chulan doesn't have a girlfriend, he can still master the Yang Five Thunder Technique, so he has the Yuan Yang Body; Lingyu Zhenren also doesn't have a girlfriend, so he can't master the Yang Five Thunder Technique, and therefore he doesn't have the Yuan Yang Body; while Lu Mingfei has a girlfriend, can master the Yang Five Thunder Technique, so he also has the Yuan Yang Body." Zhuge Bai suddenly realized.

"That's roughly the idea." Zhuge Qing felt something was off.

With his arms crossed, he couldn't understand why Lu Mingfei, who wasn't as handsome as him, had a girlfriend, and she looked... enviable. And why did this person with a different surname know the Yang Five Thunder Technique?

Very strange.

The two turned around and saw that Zhang Lingyu's clothes were full of wrinkles, as if he had just run a wild race.

broken.

Did the other person overhear our conversation?

"Master Lingyu, the competition is over so quickly?" Zhuge Qing complimented.

“That’s right.” Zhang Lingyu’s tone was low, as if he was suppressing something.

His fists were clenched so tightly they turned white, and his arms trembled slightly.

"Brother Zhuge, may I ask, Lu...Lu Ming is not him..."

"He went that way," Zhuge Qing said, pointing in the direction Lu Mingfei had left.

"Thank you," Zhang Lingyu said.

“Master Lingyu, I want to advise you, it’s better not to go there.”

Zhuge Qing recalled the gossip he had overheard: Zhang Lingyu was unable to cultivate the Yang Five Thunder Technique because he was not a Yuan Yang body, and the other party was angry with Zhang Chulan for this. Now there was another one, Lu Mingfei.

"Thank you," Zhang Lingyu replied stiffly.

But he didn't heed the advice. Instead, he walked heavily in the direction Lu Mingfei had left.

"Brother Qing, why is Master Lingyu looking for Lu Mingfei?"

"Children don't understand, don't ask questions," Zhuge Qing said gently.

Zhang Lingyu had only walked a few steps in the direction Zhuge Qing had pointed out when he heard the girl's laughter.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, look up, widen his eyes, and grind his teeth.

He saw Liu Yanyan kiss Lu Mingfei on the other cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark. The two walked hand in hand on the gravel path bathed in sunlight.

Upon seeing this scene, he felt as if all his strength had dissipated.

Zhang Chulan is one thing, but his grandfather was a high-ranking official in the Celestial Master's Mansion and also had the "cinnabar mark" on his body, so it's not surprising that he could use the Yang Five Thunder Technique. The reason he took his anger out on the other party was because the other party was the perfect version of himself that he imagined.

Yang Wulei should have belonged to his imagined perfect self, but he was taken by Xia He, the enchantress of Quanxing... and ended up like this, hiding the filthy Yin Wulei, forcibly disguised as the masculine Yang Wulei.

But Lu Mingfei, why does your master also teach the other party thunder magic?

Is it because, as a disciple of the Celestial Master, he represents the vile Yin Five Thunders?

Is my own black Yin Five Thunder so unworthy of being presented to the public?

Is it really that hard for others to accept?

That's why Master passed on Yang Wu Lei to Lu Mingfei, who had mastered the Golden Light Mantra, and planned to choose one of Zhang Chulan and Lu Mingfei to become the Celestial Master.

Disappointment and regret enveloped him once again, this time heavier than ever before.

Why did he make that choice back then...?

Walking back home in a daze, my limbs stiff, my movements chaotic and uncoordinated, I had lost the will to go on, and I was like a walking corpse.

He felt that everything he saw was gray and gloomy.

"You old bastard! You stop right there!" Lu Jin's voice suddenly rang out. "I can't touch that junior Zhang Lingyu, but do you think I can't touch you, you old bastard Zhang Zhiwei?"

Zhang Lingyu looked up and saw the old celestial master pushing Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair at breakneck speed, with Lu Jin, who was pale as a ghost, following behind.

The old celestial master seemed to have seen him.

"Lingyu, don't overthink it. I didn't pass on the Yang Wulei technique to that brat Lu Mingfei. It was that bastard Zhang Chulan who did it. If you run into Zhang Chulan, give him a good beating and avenge me."

The old celestial master disappeared from Zhang Lingyu's sight with a drawn-out tone.

"Oh, I see. I thought you didn't want me anymore, Master." Zhang Lingyu finally managed to recover from her earlier disappointment.

......

Lu Mingfei turned his head to look in the direction of the arena.

"It seems like something just passed by, and the old master seems to be calling for help."

Liu Yanyan pursed her lips and said, "Who cares? It's probably just a dog. Besides, the Heavenly Master can call whoever he wants."

Chapter 67 Your Choice Matters (Please Read On)

Wang was also very frustrated.

I'm very depressed.

Zhang Chulan indeed did not choose the peaceful life he had suggested.

Instead, he resolutely embarked on a choice that was destined to stir up a storm in the world of supernatural beings.

He pondered his experiences of persuading people over this period of time, wondering whether he should continue to do so, as none of his attempts had been successful.

Looking out at the bright midday sun, it's the perfect time for a nap.

Well, what's done is done, let's go to sleep.

I had just lain down when I was startled awake by a sudden thought.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is this Lu Mingfei made of? Why does he have such a significant influence on fate?"

Wang Ye instantly lost his sleepiness and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what he did, which made him restless.

He sat cross-legged, resting his chin on his hand and tapping his knees.

"I'll feel uneasy if I don't ask."

Wang Ye closed his eyes and entered the interior.

The inner world is a void, in a state of primordial chaos. Ask the primordial chaos your questions, and the primordial chaos will provide the answers.

This answer is only for reference; some of the questions are of practical value.

"Lu Ming is not him..."

After asking this question, Wang Ye's inner world remained silent for a long time, and the brightness of the entire inner world increased significantly.

There was no response for a long time, as if the question had never been asked.

Wang also found it strange, as he had never encountered anything like it before.

Just as he was about to ask again, the interior scene changed.

A fiery red, scorching sphere, no bigger than a fist, appeared.

"That's strange. Why is it that the person who can't be restrained by the chaotic golden clapper is only the size of a fist, and not even as big as Zhuge Qing's?"

It came at a moment's notice and landed in Wang Ye's hands. Having experienced the huge, house-sized, fiery red sphere "Answer" before, he found himself completely uninterested in this sphere that was only the size of a fist.

You've already asked.

He opened the answer very easily, without any impact on him whatsoever.

Images flashed through his mind, showing Lu Mingfei and Liu Yanyan together, but mostly of Liu Yanyan, as if she wasn't Lu Mingfei's answer.

That shouldn't be the case.

Whatever you ask, the Hongmeng system inside the game will give you that information. Why would it be given to Liu Yanyan?

As the scene unfolded, Wang Ye saw Lu Mingfei lying naked on a hotel bed a few days later. Realizing he had seen something he shouldn't have, he immediately turned it off.

Wang Ye was playing with the fist-sized "answer" when he suddenly noticed that there were tiny threads on the "answer" extending into the distance.

He looked behind him, following the direction of the silk thread.

Holy crap!!!

Wang Ye's mouth gaped open, and he froze on the spot.

A fiery red sphere, as large as a mountain, appeared before his eyes, giving him a chilling sense of dread, as if he were observing the sun up close.

The greater the answer, the more it tempts people to uncover it, causing them to sink into the inner world until death.

Terrified, Wang Ye used both hands and feet to dog-paddle for hundreds of meters in the interior scene before stopping with lingering fear and turning to look at "Lu Mingfei's answer," which showed no signs of shrinking.

Wang Ye couldn't help but curse: "This isn't just about influencing the world, it's about destroying it!"

The "answer" of a house can influence the course of the world. For example, if Zhang Chulan chooses to remain calm, the fate of many people will change. If he chooses to continue to delve into the truth, death on the road ahead will be inevitable.

The "answer," a mountain hundreds of times larger than a house, was something he had never seen before, and he could say he would never see again.

This is already an "answer" capable of influencing the fate of the world.

Wang Ye pondered the relationship between the two "answers." Liu Yanyan's "answer" was a projection, a projection of Lu Mingfei's "answer."

If Liu Yanyan has a problem, Lu Mingfei will also have a problem, but the reverse is not true, because Lu Mingfei is too powerful, and even if a minor problem occurs, it will not affect Liu Yanyan.

But he felt something was strange: the bigger the "answer," the more it attracted people to try to solve it, like a gravitational pull drawing people in.

Although Lu Mingfei's "answer" is enormous, oppressive, and deadly, capable of influencing the world, it is... very calm, even a little bit like a lazy bum, unwilling to exert the slightest attraction on him.

She seemed to dislike him a little.

This was the first time Wang Ye had encountered such a situation.

"Our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents, and we dare not damage them." In short, he was a coward.

So he left the interior.

"Cough cough cough..." Wang coughed violently, spitting blood from the corner of his mouth onto the cushion.

Just asking the question instilled extreme fear in Wang Ye.

My clothes were completely soaked with sweat, and cold sweat kept seeping out of my skin. In the warm midday sun, I felt a chilling cold, as if I had fallen into an ice cave.

"This trip to...Longhu Mountain...was worthwhile!" Wang Ye muttered to himself intermittently.

"Hehehe... Now I've seen it all, I've really seen it all."

Wang Ye wiped the blood from his elbow, stepped on the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and staggered to the door, opening it to let himself sweat and be baked by the midday sun.