Dragon Raja: Entry by Lu Mingfei

"it is good."

Chu Zihang simply nodded calmly without the slightest hesitation, then turned around and pulled out the Murasame 3.0 from the guitar case.

The blade flashed again, its cold edge reflecting off old Karl's pale face.

That aura of death instantly enveloped him.

Old Karl was stunned.

He never expected this young man to be so resolute, resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement.

He tried to struggle, tried to say something more, but a cold light rushed towards him, so fast that he had no time to react.

The madman wearing the Tang Monk mask on the other side attacked immediately!

"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"

Old Karl's scream shattered the silence as Murasame's blade grazed his neck and pierced the wall behind him, the sharp edge leaving a thin line of blood on his skin.

Warm blood flowed down his neck, bringing a sharp pain that shattered his last shred of hope.

He collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, his voice choked with sobs:

"The head of the Holy Medical Academy... is most likely a Dragon King, and he... he could very well be the Odin you mentioned!"

Old Karl was a director of the Holy Medical Society. He wasn't considered a high-ranking member, but he knew some secrets.

Deadpool's research, with its core technologies all originating from the Society's higher-ups, has always held a grudge against that mysterious leader—

Such immense power, such control over dragon genes, could only come from the Dragon King; no one else could possess it.

He had never dared to tell anyone this guess, but now, in order to survive, he had no choice but to reveal it all.

"What exactly is the Medical Palace Holy Society?"

This was the first time he had heard of this organization, yet it seemed to have intricate connections with Odin, whom he had been investigating for many years.

"It is... an organization jointly created by hybrids and pure-blooded dragons."

Old Karl was panting heavily, not daring to hide anything.

"I'm really not a big shot in the organization. If you spare my life, I can help you gather information. You can control me however you want, I'll cooperate!"

He no longer cared about dignity; survival was his only thought at that moment.

"Junior brother, do you know anything about this organization?"

Chu Zihang turned to Lu Mingfei, his murderous golden eyes softening slightly.

When Lu Mingfei revealed Old Karl's identity, he seemed to have mentioned the name of this organization.

Lu Mingfei shook his head and replied:

"I don't know. Senior brother, you know my Word of Power is that of a bartender. One of the effects of a drink can temporarily reveal the target's identity. This organization is the first time I've heard of it, and I haven't heard any more information about it."

He paused, looking at old Karl who was still trembling on the ground, his tone tinged with doubt:

"Besides, what this old guy says might not be reliable. Could he be making it all up to save his life?"

Chu Zihang didn't speak, but slowly pulled out the Murasame sword that was embedded in the wall. Black blood beads slid down the blade and were instantly washed away by the water stains on the blade.

His golden eyes fell on old Karl again, and the coldness in his eyes made old Karl feel cold all over, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

He probably wasn't lying.

After a moment of silence, Chu Zihang slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible heaviness.

The group of Deadpools in front of me had almost the same aura as those I encountered on the overpass on that rainy night years ago.

They should be the same species.

He had always thought that the Deadpools were natural mutations, but now it seems that this is not the case—Deadpools do not appear out of thin air, but are cultivated by humans!

The head of the Holy Order of the Medicine Palace, which trains the Dead Servants, is very likely Odin, the very person who has troubled him for many years.

"Can you contact the head of the Holy Medical Academy?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"No... Taihang. The communication between superiors and subordinates in the Medical Palace Holy Society is one-way, and he is my superior's superior. I only saw him once from afar at a meeting."

Old Karl's voice trembled slightly.

"However, I can bring you in when the Medical Palace Holy Society holds its next meeting."

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive! If the leader of the Holy Medical Academy is really the Dragon King, we might not be able to defeat him!"

Lu Mingfei said with some concern.

He worried that Chu Zihang, eager for revenge, might go off alone to challenge Odin.

The Dragon King can be said to be at the pinnacle of power in this world, wielding unparalleled authority and strength.

Although his senior brother was very powerful, Lu Mingfei did not want him to go and get himself killed.

"Yes, I will be careful."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"Senior brother, what should we do with this old guy?"

Lu Mingfei asked again.

He didn't want to let the tiger return to the mountain; old Karl looked like a very cunning fellow.

"Let's hand him over to the academy!"

Chu Zihang said calmly:

"The Academy has specialized interrogation methods, and we might be able to extract more information from him about the Holy Medical Academy and Odin. He raised dead servants and harmed hybrids; he deserves to be punished. Handing him over to the Academy will not only prevent him from escaping but also maximize the information we can obtain."

"OK!"

Lu Mingfei had no objections.

In any case, his goal for this trip was just the Dream Stone.

Now that he has the Stone of Imagination, Lu Mingfei is ready to leave.

However, there are a few minor matters to attend to before that.

He looked at Zero not far away, and her two companions with very different styles.

Then he walked over to them and sincerely thanked them:

"Zero, and the two older sisters! Thank you so much for your help this time! I am extremely grateful!"

"I'm going to use this Dream Stone to make cocktails, so I can't share it with you. If all goes well, I'll give you a bottle after I make my new cocktail."

Zero shook her head slightly, her icy blue eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

She understood that even without her, Lu Mingfei should be in no danger this time.

"Need not."

She spoke calmly, her voice as soft as falling snow:

"Just buy me a late-night snack."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and his mind flashed back to the moment when Deadpool pounced on him, and the slender back of her standing in front of him.

"no problem!"

Lu Mingfei readily agreed.

Su Enxi leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a playful smile playing on her lips.

"It was nothing, alright, we'll be going now."

She then waved her hand, turned around, and left the villa with Zero and Mai Shude, leaving Lu Mingfei with only three dashing silhouettes.

After leaving the villa, the three got into a red Ferrari sports car.

In the car, Mai Shude leaned back in her seat and let out a soft scoff:

"I never expected that Lu Mingfei had seen through Dyson Carl's true colors so early on, and even brought Chu Zihang, that scoundrel, in as an outside helper."

"The little rabbit is much smarter than we think!"

Su Enxi said with a smile:

"I just don't know where he got so many secrets about old Karl. I've never even heard of the Holy Medical Society."