In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

Chapter 181 Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

Why haven't we arrived yet? Why is it so far away?

While complaining, Lu Mingfei swam towards the light.

In the darkness, Lu Mingfei felt he had learned many things—such as how to swim, and how to mentally estimate the time it would take to move around—

But that light was so distant that even when he ran at full speed, he couldn't close the distance to it even a little bit.

Sometimes Lu Mingfei himself doubted whether that light was just a figment of his imagination, and whether he should explore it from a different angle. But immediately, Lu Mingfei became firm in his belief:

If that direction is truly special, then you will eventually reach it by just keeping moving forward; if many directions are similar, then it is not actually wrong to keep moving forward in a specific direction.

As he continued forward, Lu Mingfei finally reached his limit—

It was a very sturdy barrier. Lu Mingfei instinctively used all four limbs, punching and kicking, but the barrier didn't budge. However, Lu Mingfei didn't lose heart:

In any case, change is a good thing. Now that a block has appeared, what he needs to do is simple—just break it.

This is much better than wandering aimlessly like before.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and swam backward until he reached a considerable distance before he began to accelerate.

Pei, go!

Flaming Headbutt!

Well, up until this point, Lu Mingfei's mind was racing with random thoughts. Since he couldn't tell these ramblings to anyone, he could only keep them to himself—

"Bang!"

It looked like he'd smashed something, okay, he'd smashed something. Lu Mingfei saw it clearly:

That barrier was actually a jet-black, obsidian-like crystal that reflected a cold light. Even when broken, this crystal remained remarkably hard, strong enough to pierce one's own scales and embed itself into the body.

Wait, scales?

Lu Mingfei immediately began to examine himself. His originally thin and delicate hands had disappeared, leaving only a pair of scales as black and hard as the barrier itself;

The body was no longer human-shaped, but a long, slender, and enlarged lizard-like body. However, unlike a lizard, it had a pair of extremely large wings on its back. Lu Mingfei inexplicably thought of the ancient text he had seen a few days ago.

"When it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky—"

Now, as he spreads his wings, the dark shadows cast down give him the illusion that they can blot out the sky!

Is it really an ancient mythical beast now? Or is it the Kunpeng?

I wonder if anyone can keep up with Sun Wukong's speed by flapping their wings like the Golden-Winged Roc, the brother-in-law of Buddha.

Well, even though Lu Mingfei hasn't been focusing on Chinese mythology lately, he knows that the two things are completely unrelated, but that doesn't stop him from making the connection.

Following his instincts, Lu Mingfei flapped his wings. He anticipated that the force of the flap would propel his body forward, unleashing an impact commensurate with his massive size—but in reality, he merely flapped his wings in place.

It's not that he lacks the ability to fly, but rather it's due to that barrier. Even though it's broken, it still possesses extremely strong restrictive power. The black crystals interlock, carving diamond-shaped grooves into Lu Mingfei's body, firmly binding him in place.

But Lu Mingfei didn't take it seriously at all.

Nonsense. When it coalesced into a wall, Lu Mingfei was able to break through it. Why is it that when it becomes a net, he can't break through it?

So Lu Mingfei decisively spread his wings, rapidly expanding his surface area, stretching the entire net to its maximum. The tough threads dug into his skin, and a few even began to cut along the gaps between his scales. Blood gradually dripped down, falling to the ground and transforming into a dragon shape just like him.

"Just—just—a little harder!"

He eventually tore the net apart, and the threads broke apart, turning into black crystals that fell to the ground.

Seeing that he was freed from his restraints, Lu Mingfei flapped his wings and flew away, not witnessing what happened next:

Among the newly born creatures, one gathered all the black crystals. Its scales were a dazzling white-gold color, reflecting the sunlight as it moved.

Feeling her own existence being extracted by the Freedom Magic, Talulah slowly closed her eyes.

Draco's racial talent, fire, is categorized under "Originium Arts," but it's not simply a matter of Originium Arts—

Beneath the surface of flame lies something deeper and more mysterious.

Although Talulah learned of this thing through Black Serpent's training, she never considered studying it in depth, not because it was weak, nor because she feared being unable to defeat Black Serpent and having it taken away, but based on a very simple point:

It is extremely difficult to figure it out.

It was so difficult that even the Black Serpent could confidently teach her this knowledge—in fact, the Black Serpent even expected Talulah to put in the effort in this area:

Because of this, her energy would be endlessly poured into this bottomless pit. Even if she achieved something, the Black Serpent would devour her gains before Talulah could use them in actual combat.

"But how could there be a system in this world that explicitly teaches these things?"

"Freedom of Law"—that's the description of that ability. In this world, the definition of Freedom of Law is quite simple: it refers to the method of manipulating the power of existence to cause various miracles.

For ordinary people in this world, unable to access the power of existence, they can only rely on forming contracts with beings called "Crimson World Apostles" to use their power and employ free magic. But for Talulah, this is a unique advantage: "What power of existence? Isn't this just Draco's flame?"

Even though a long time has passed, Talulah can't help but smile when she thinks about it.

When she first arrived, seeing the raging flames that seemed capable of incinerating everything and even erasing existence itself, only heaven knows how panicked she was.

Even Draco, a veteran—well, there are hardly any Dracos left on Terra, so it's not a problem for her to call herself a veteran—needs at least a few hours to prepare before he can unleash his power!

But after understanding the underlying principles, Talulah realized how precious this world was to her:

She can use the knowledge here to perfect her own Draco spell system!

Once she has acquired all the knowledge here, she can show everyone what it means for Draco to stand tall on the earth when she returns to Terra!