Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

"Too much?" The Holy Lord was taken aback and withdrew half of it.

Zhou Lan said, "Cut it in half again!"

The Holy Lord immediately withdrew half of it, just as he had said.

A figure flashed through Zhou Lan's mind. After assessing the situation, she said, "It's still too much. Cut more!"

After a moment, the Holy Lord stared blankly at the wisp of demonic energy the size of a fingertip in his dragon claw.

Seeing that Zhou Lan seemed about to speak again, he quickly said, "Brother, it can't be any less!"

He can replenish this wisp of demonic energy in the time it takes him to squint; any less and it will be gone.

"Fine!"

Zhou Lan smiled and took the wisp of fire demonic energy originating from the Holy Lord into her palm.

A golden portal opened behind him, and he faced the Holy Lord, slowly turning his back and sinking into the portal.

Golden light shone upon his entire body, making him incomparably noble.

Only after the gates closed did the Holy Lord blink absentmindedly.

He comes in a hurry and leaves in a hurry.

They travel to all corners of the world, but their purpose is singular.

...Kassel College.

Last night's earthquake news spread like wildfire throughout the college, and the entire forum was as lively as a boiling oil pan.

The world is never short of gossip, whether one is of mixed race or ordinary.

The main topic of discussion on the forum was: who exactly created the huge hole in the ground of the academy? And this question was destined to remain unanswered.

Bedroom.

Lu Mingfei was chewing potato chips with a melancholy expression.

His roommate, Finger, was leaning halfway out of his bed and reaching into his bag of potato chips.

There were two knocks on the door, then the knocking stopped.

"Who is it?" Lu Mingfei opened the door and saw the person who came in, his face showing surprise.

"Teacher Zhou Lan?" Fingel glanced towards the door in the light.

He was so shocked by what he saw that he almost fell off the bed.

"Cough cough—" He coughed, "So sleepy, time to go to sleep!"

He then shoved himself into the covers without a second thought.

He has found some information about Zhou Lan. It seems that she is staying at the college in some kind of cooperation with Principal Angers.

Surprisingly, Angers actually gave him the dragon bones.

Fingel's mind was in a constant state of brainstorming.

This man is very strong, extremely strong, that's an undeniable fact. Last night in the ice cellar, the oppressive feeling he exuded was like the presence of a god.

Every move they make is subject to their authority.

Was he looking for Lu Mingfei? "Did you need something from me?" Lu Mingfei asked, puzzled.

Zhou Lan nodded slightly, glanced at the somewhat messy dormitory, and said, "Let's talk here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fingel landed on the ground with a thud, still wearing a pair of pajamas and shorts. As he ran outside, he said repeatedly, "You guys chat, I suddenly remembered that a junior asked me out!" He ran out of the dormitory like a shot.

Lu Mingfei looked puzzled. It was no wonder that Fingel had no female classmates asking him out! Did he seem a little afraid of Zhou Lan? As the figure receded into the distance, Zhou Lan smiled. He didn't dislike sensible guys.

He walked into the dormitory, and the door closed automatically without any wind.

"What do you need me for?" Lu Mingfei sat quietly on the edge of the bed, casually pulling a piece of Finger's clothing from it to wipe the potato chip crumbs off his fingers.

This teacher saved my life; although somewhat mysterious, he seemed to have no ill intentions.

His gaze fell on Zhou Lan's feet, and now he was certain that she had not actually stepped on the ground.

The unbranded leather shoes appeared to be on the ground, but they remained slightly off the ground.

He appeared to be walking, but his footsteps were merely treading on thin air.

This is a reclusive master, Lu Mingfei is certain.

The entire academy is shrouded in the Night Watch's Word of Power and its rules, preventing ordinary people from using Word of Power, which is essentially a superpower, within the academy.

However, Zhou Lan seems to use Word of Power anytime, anywhere. There is only one answer: he is much stronger than the Night Watchmen, so much stronger that he can completely ignore the Word of Power rules.

What's more, Zhou Lan was actually able to kick Lu Mingze out of his world, even though he was a little devil.

This is a being so powerful that it is beyond comprehension.

And this being seems to want to have a talk with me.

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Shouting His Name

"The little devil you made a deal with probably won't have time for you lately!"

Zhou Lan spoke first.

“Lu Mingze…” Lu Mingfei suddenly realized, no wonder that kid hadn’t shown up recently.

"How does it feel to make a deal with the devil?" Zhou Lan asked, looking at him.

"not so good!"

Lu Mingfei shuddered. He had already made a deal with Lu Mingze, using up a quarter of his life.

Making a deal with the devil always comes at a price, and Lu Mingze's price was high.

He didn't delve into why Zhou Lan knew all this, after all, she was the one who could forcibly confine Lu Mingze.

You seem really depressed lately!

"Huh? Was I that obvious?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, his eyes downcast, looking somewhat listless.

"More than that, if sadness counts as a kind of power of words, then your power of words has never been turned off!"

Zhou Lan smiled. "Because of the engagement between Caesar Gattuso and Chen Motong?" "What? So you all knew!"

Lu Mingfei spread his hands helplessly, like a lump of mud, and leaned against the bed.

It's as if everyone in the world knows what he's thinking, who the girl he secretly loves is, and everything about him seems to be written on his face, like a blank sheet of paper, so that you can understand him at a glance.

Caesar Gattuso, an outstanding A-grade mixed-race individual, heir to the Gattuso family, a natural leader, handsome and wealthy, and of course, the official boyfriend of the girl Lu Mingfei secretly admires.

Chen Motong, also known as Nuonuo, is the beautiful senior sister who rescued Lu Mingfei from his gloom, and is also Lu Mingfei's current crush.

"You can't beat Caesar, especially when it comes to being a romantic partner!"

Zhou Lan showed no mercy.

"Are you here to advise me to face reality?" Lu Mingfei pouted.

"Do you think you have any advantages over him?" Zhou Lan asked.

“The good points…” Lu Mingfei fell into deep thought, and after a long while, he shook his head.

He never considered himself to be anyone who could be associated with excellence. Even the killing of the King of Bronze and Fire was Lu Mingze's achievement.

That power didn't belong to him; in the end, he was just a useless piece of trash.

Useless people should lie obediently in the corner, waiting for the flames to burn out and bend into small, black sticks, before being inadvertently crushed into dust by great and righteous figures.

"I understand you're trying to comfort me. Actually, I know everything. After all, I'm just a lump of mud, and mud can't be plastered on a wall..." Lu Mingfei muttered some nonsense.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan shook her head.

"Of course, mud can be used to build a wall. Not all mud is meant to lie in the mud. All it needs is a fire to harden it!"

"Easier said than done. Where would you find such a fire to burn a piece of mud like me into bricks!"

Lu Mingfei sighed, "It'd be more like burning them to ashes!"

Lu Mingze is gone; he no longer even has the chance to make a deal with the devil.

Zhou Lan stood in front of Lu Mingfei and slowly extended her hand.

"The devil has been driven away by the demon, so a new trading opportunity is presented to you, Lu Mingfei!"

He said lightly.

"The devil who keeps his promises and his word never looks for loopholes, needs no contracts, and pays very little price!"

In Zhou Lan's outstretched hand, a wisp of flame burned fiercely, illuminating Lu Mingfei's face.

Lu Mingfei's face showed visibly shock.

He had seen Chu Zihang use the Word of Power, a high-risk Word of Power called Junyan, which signified a temperature high enough to melt steel.

But the flame dancing in Zhou Lan's palm was devoid of heat; it simply floated quietly in his palm, serene and beautiful.

He sensed a terrifying aura emanating from the flames.

His gaze focused, and a pair of vertical pupils flashed before his eyes like an illusion; the flames almost burned his eyesight.

"Why should I help you? What do I have that's worth it?" Lu Mingfei curled up into a ball, hugging his knees.

"I've already said it, this is a deal, a deal with the devil!"

Zhou Lan said unhurriedly, "Besides, you have a sweet tongue, don't you?" "This power..." He paused for a moment, and the image of the Holy Lord cutting away the demonic energy again and again flashed through his mind.

"Very strong!"

"Before it, the Word Spirit Lord's Flame is like a firefly compared to the sun and moon, and there is only one price to pay!"

Zhou Lan said.

"What price?" Lu Mingfei raised his head.

He wasn't a fool. Having read so many novels and watched so many anime, he understood the principle that with great power comes great cost.

If Zhou Lan's description is correct, this power is far stronger than Jun Yan's, then its price may be even more terrifying than a quarter of one's life.

"Could it be one of those ultimate moves that can only be used once in a lifetime? The kind that kills you instantly after use?" "No!"

Zhou Lan stated firmly, "It requires no life, nor is it a one-time grant. It is a direct and constant power, and the only price is your faith!"

“Faith…” Lu Mingfei pondered the word.

He felt like he was watching an anime, or walking down the street when he was suddenly chosen by an old man who looked like a hidden master, who pulled out a dozen martial arts manuals and asked which one he wanted to practice.

While munching on a lollipop with snot running down his face, he pulled out a book called "Buddha's Palm".

"Could it be an extraterrestrial evil god!" Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"That's one way to understand it, but it's not an evil god!"

Zhou Lan nodded slowly.

"I'm just kidding. There's no way there could really be anything from outside this world. It's more like in anime!"

Lu Mingfei slowly reached out and touched the wisp of flame.

The little devil who made the deal with him disappeared, and another demon jumped out to make a deal with him. Is he some kind of person who is born to be sold?

His gaze was fixed on the flames.

Can a lump of mud, after being scorched by flames, become a hard brick?

He himself was also very curious about the answer to this question.

"It seems you've made your choice!"

Zhou Lan raised the corners of her mouth.

"Of course! What's the harm in trying? It's just a matter of faith. I was a fan of Rei Ayanami back in high school, but no one dropped Unit-01 on me to pilot!"

Lu Mingfei spouted nonsensical, rambling nonsense.

Anyway, Lu Mingze is gone, and perhaps soon the entire world of superpowers will be far away from him.

He could no longer go back to the past, back to everything in that small southern town.

If at this moment, a guy claiming to be a demon jumps out and asks you, young man, do you crave power? This power is even stronger than your invincible senior brother Chu's Junyan!