Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 109 Second-Class Affairs
The main burial chamber of the Mengliu underground cemetery, in front of the entrance.

boom!
As the giant dragon claw fell, dust billowed up, and the three menacing little demons were completely smashed into stone fragments.

Lu Mingfei slowly exhaled, and the Dragon Feast Mark on his palm disappeared.

"That's why there are three at the front gate."

He shouldered his greatsword and, as he descended the stone steps, complained:

"I must have a grudge against Sanyou."

The words have not yet fallen.

A cool, slender hand landed on his left shoulder suddenly and without warning.

"Wow——!!!"

Lu Mingfei, who was immersed in complaining, was almost scared out of his wits!

The shock caused him to stumble forward, his greatsword nearly flying from his grasp, and his heavy armor rattled. He whirled around, his heart pounding wildly.

Beneath the mask, the pair of molten gold pupils instantly contracted and then dilated, staring intently at the figure that suddenly appeared behind them.

His tense nerves only relaxed slightly when he saw that the person who came was Melina.

"Big Sister Melina!"

Lu Mingfei's voice suddenly rose several octaves, carrying a barely perceptible hint of annoyance:

"Please! Next time you appear, can you at least give a warning? Even just a breath would be enough! Appearing out of nowhere and tapping someone on the shoulder like that is really scary! My heart just survived the little devil's meal, and you almost killed it again!"

He waved his arm and pointed around:
"This is a cemetery, a cemetery! It's already eerie enough!"

Melina's amber eyes silently observed his exaggerated reaction. Her hood concealed most of her expression, only her ethereal voice rang out, still calm and undisturbed:

"Your senses are very dull."

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly felt greatly insulted!

She actually told a Dragon Warrior with enhanced senses that his senses were dull! Very dull!
Most importantly, Lu Mingfei was unable to refute it, because he had just let his guard down and hadn't noticed Melina's appearance.

Lu Mingfei, with his neck stiff, forcefully argued:

"I... Hey! I was fighting! I need to catch my breath after clearing out the mobs!"

Melina ignored his protests. Her dismissive attitude only made Lu Mingfei more frustrated.

She looked away from him, calmly raised her hand, and pointed to an inconspicuous shadow in the corner.

"Look there."

Lu Mingfei followed her fingertip. In the dim torchlight and the faint glow of moss in the corner, he saw a cluster of plants—small white flowers of an exceptionally pure color.

"What about the flower?"

Lu Mingfei was somewhat puzzled, as he had never been particularly sensitive to these wildflowers and weeds.

"They contain the power of the soul."

Melina explained in a cool voice:
"Perhaps... this can help you on your journey to find the ashes."

The Path to Find Ashes...

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

An indescribable warmth, mixed with surprise, quietly welled up in my heart.

He hadn't expected Melina to make a special appearance for a small flower that could be of help to him. This older woman almost never showed herself unless he called her repeatedly, but things had improved recently.

Now, she not only remembers that Lu Mingfei is pursuing the power of ashes, but also takes the initiative to pay attention and appears to guide him.

Lu Mingfei's heart softened for no apparent reason. The slight annoyance he felt earlier at being accused of being "slow" seemed less important now.

He scratched his head, somewhat flattered, and said:
"Thank you."

Only when he got closer could he see the appearance of the peculiar little flower. Its slender roots were embedded in the crevices of the stone wall, and on a long branch hung translucent, pearly-smooth flower buds, like a row of small bells. Nestled beside it was a faintly visible human figure radiating a white spiritual light.

Lu Mingfei gently plucked a petal, held his breath, and stared intently:

"White flowers that bloom in underground cemeteries, among which are souls that cling to each other. They can help souls that retain their names after death."

"nice one!"

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the flower that his soul had nestled into his spatial storage.

His spirits lifted, he gripped his two swords tightly, and faced the heavy, ancient door again, for the mechanism he had pulled was now open.

Perhaps because of Melina's earlier questioning, he became more cautious.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, and his powerful senses slowly extended into the doorway, cooperating with subtle storm elements, like bats in the darkness, quietly flying in.

Thump...thump thump!
A deep, muffled drumbeat, as if from a battlefield, suddenly rang out!
Lu Mingfei's body jolted, and he stopped in his tracks.

A powerful, chilling fighting spirit instantly filled his soul!
"Tsk."

Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue.

He is a strong man.

Not easy to deal with.
What truly captivated him, however, was not the oppressive aura emanating from this powerful figure.

hum-

With the rhythm, another pure, uplifting energy wave, seemingly resonating with his bloodline, pierced through the heavy stone door like an invisible spirit and gently wrapped around his body.

It's a storm.

Authentic, pure, and powerful storm power!
This force seemed to whisper, carrying an ancient vow, like the wings of an eagle king soaring high in the clouds, or the indomitable, unwavering creed of knights lost in their homeland.

This force is calling him!

It was calling to him, the successor who inherited the power of the storm, like a recognition and guidance that transcended time and space, urging him to come closer.

"……coming."

Lu Mingfei murmured softly, clearing away all distracting thoughts. His gaze was more solemn than ever before, burning with a burning desire, awe, and longing.

Ingwell... one of the storm's wings!

His heroic journey lies quietly behind this door!
Who is guarding his grave?
No matter who you are, you cannot stand in my way today.

"You go back first."

Lu Mingfei turned his head back, and golden light shot out from his dragon eyes, as if it were about to turn into a tangible stream of light.

He whispered to Melina:
"A tough battle is ahead."

"Ah."

Melina's face, hidden in the shadow of her hat brim, remained expressionless. She nodded, turned, and her body dissipated into tiny golden particles of light. The remaining light and shadow outlined her silhouette as she turned to look back.

His amber eyes, hidden in the shadow of his hood, seemed to give Lu Mingfei a deep look.

Her lips moved slightly, as if some crucial advice was stuck in her throat, ultimately failing to materialize.

The tomb passage was deathly silent, save for the crackling sound of burning torches.

A cool voice fell into the air, slightly low, but it did not escape Lu Mingfei's ears.

This time, he heard it clearly.

That sentence is:

"be careful."

(End of this chapter)