Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, Starting as a Seeker of the Law

"............."

After a long while, Old Tang turned around, but Lu Mingfei was nowhere to be seen.

"……cut."

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"It's always good to have a lot on your plate."

Lu Mingfei sat on the bed in the bedroom, flames of supernatural power igniting on his body. His eyes were closed, and he was completely focused. The bright yellow flames ignited around him, yet they did not harm the surrounding environment in the slightest, nor did they dissipate even a trace of heat.

This time, he can't just open the door like last time. What if he opens it in the wrong place or timeline again, and can't find a cheap master? Who will he get the props from then?

Wouldn't that mean we're doomed?

It wasn't just that his preparations went to waste; it also concerned the very existence of Old Tang as a "person."

For Lao Tang's sake, he absolutely cannot make a mistake.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, suppressing all distracting thoughts. He focused his consciousness into his supernatural abilities, trying his best to capture the causal aura belonging to his cheap master.

We must first determine the cause and effect of that cheap master, and then anchor the timeline, which must be at the correct point in time—the time after he left that world of seeking the Dharma.

In his consciousness, the traces formed by the flames resembled train tracks, and his consciousness groped forward within them. Countless indistinct fragments of light and shadow flowed backward along the causal lines, flashing in his consciousness.

found it!

In a fleeting moment, the causal thread became clearly visible, its other end firmly anchored to a familiar yet distant aura. Simultaneously, an unnamed feeling rose within him: the other end of the causal thread was the correct time!

It's now!

"open!"

With a low shout from Lu Mingfei, his magical power surged wildly into his innate divine ability, and a fiery gate instantly opened in front of him, the boy's figure disappearing into it.

.............

In an unnamed place, accompanied by a peculiar fluctuation, a strange ripple was stirred.

It was as if I had received some kind of premonition—

Five figures from different times paused simultaneously and looked up into the void.

No matter where they are, their gazes seem to transcend the barriers of time and space, landing on the same spot.

Where the ripples spread, there was no solid entity; the empty space seemed to hold countless stars, with countless lines intertwined, their connections unknown. As the five gazes fell, even the void trembled.

They saw the same scene—

A door formed of flames unfolded in the void, and a figure fell from it, streaking across the sky like a meteor.

..............

"This place is indeed beautiful with its mountains and clear waters."

The man in the yellow robe stood atop the highest treetop, surveying the mountain peak with a large hole in front of him, and nodded slightly. "Not bad."

"Then let it serve as my third Dharma Palace."

If Lu Mingfei were here, he would definitely recognize this person—it is his nominal master, the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the World, Jiang Mingzi.

However, at this moment, Lu Mingfei is still quite a distance away from this place... a distance that is rapidly shortening.

Jiang Mingzi suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"This aura... is it that loser?"

Just as Jiang Mingzi sensed, Lu Mingfei was currently experiencing 'wingsuit flying' for free high in the sky—the only difference from traditional wingsuit flying was that he had neither a wingsuit nor a parachute.

He spread his limbs out, his whole body in a starfish shape, and he plummeted down with a whooshing sound.

"Why do they always fall from the sky?"

As Lu Mingfei felt the raging wind, he couldn't help but think. It seemed like this was always the case every time he transmigrated, someone inexplicably appearing in the air.

"Is this a sarcastic reference to me being a 'UFO'?"

What is an unidentified flying object (UFO)?

A voice suddenly appeared in Lu Mingfei's ear.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and saw his cheap master, Jiang Mingzi, floating leisurely to the side, maintaining the same falling speed as him, as if they were just taking a walk side by side.

"You seem to have grown quite a bit." Jiang Mingzi looked him over, her voice clearly reaching Lu Mingfei's ears. "You've already entered the realm of minor supernatural powers?"

"It's all thanks to your teaching, Master." Lu Mingfei forced an awkward smile.

He glanced at the ground, knowing that he would strike it with a thunderous elbow in minutes.

Lu Mingfei's mind raced, and a fiery portal suddenly appeared beneath him.

Almost simultaneously, another fiery door opened on the floor. Lu Mingfei emerged from it, his falling momentum instantly dissipating as he landed lightly on the ground.

"Where is Master?"

"Looking for this immortal lord?"

The voice came from behind Lu Mingfei.

Jiang Mingzi had been standing there for some time, gazing thoughtfully at the gradually dissipating flames in the air.

"So it was you?"

A glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had remembered something, and a hand landed on Lu Mingfei's head.

"So that's why I was punished for no reason back then... It was you?"

Jiang Mingzi remembered. It happened some time ago—after using his supernatural powers, he personally sealed his memories, leaving only himself who had been unjustly punished by the Dao.

He investigated and confirmed that he had sealed it off, so he stopped paying attention to it.

Only now, seeing Lu Mingfei use this innate divine power, did that memory, along with the memories from 25 years ago, finally unlock, and only then did they realize...

"So it was you who got me punished?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei froze, every muscle in his body tensing up.

"Master... Master, this disciple doesn't know either." He swallowed hard. "It was an accident... I didn't know that the time for my innate divine power to travel through time wasn't fixed..."

He was prepared to be beaten on the head by Jiang Mingzi.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingzi simply loosened her grip and gently stroked Lu Mingfei's head.

"Is your friend... very important?"

Friend... Old Tang?

Lu Mingfei was taken aback; he hadn't expected Jiang Mingzi to suddenly ask about this.

He lowered his head, his voice soft but clear: "...He's very important. He's my brother."

Jiang Mingzi withdrew her hands, placed them behind her back, and gazed at the distant hills. After a while, her voice drifted lightly into Lu Mingfei's ears: "Why are you looking down? I can't record anymore."

Deer? What deer?

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked up and saw Jiang Mingzi holding a yellow talisman towards him—it was clearly... a recording talisman?!

"You damned immortal, what are you doing?!" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened instinctively.

"Keep this as a souvenir." Jiang Mingzi smiled and tucked the recording talisman into his sleeve. "When you become a great supernatural being, take it out and look at it again—wouldn't that be hilarious?"

"Interesting my foot!" Lu Mingfei jumped over to try and snatch it, but Jiang Mingzi simply waved his sleeve, and Lu Mingfei was frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

Only his eyes remained, darting around.

"What's the rush? It's not like it'll fall out." Jiang Mingzi leisurely took out a wooden stool from his magic treasure bag, sat down, and looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile. "These past few days, I've only managed to collect about ten of those from you, you little rascal. It's not much."

Ten!?

Lu Mingfei's forehead veins throbbed. He suddenly remembered all the inexplicable bad luck he'd experienced during his cultivation: talismans that suddenly failed and exploded, ordinary corpses that suddenly fell from the sky, getting hit on the head by bird droppings while walking...

"Those wouldn't be you...!?"