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

And the price is just a vague and ethereal belief. It would be a shame not to try it after all these years of watching anime.

He reached out and grabbed at the ball of flame.

The moment his fingers touched it, he suddenly and passively understood what it was.

The demonic energy of fire.

This is the essential name for fire.

This wisp of demonic fire energy instantly surged into his entire body, a burst of flames swept through, and then vanished.

He patted himself on the shoulder, as if nothing had happened.

"That's it?" he asked, puzzled.

I thought I would have to undergo a kind of "Marrow Cleansing" or something like in martial arts novels, opening up the eight extraordinary meridians and becoming invincible.

"What kind of incantation is this?" Lu Mingfei wondered. If it was an incantation, it would have to be recited in dragon script.

"This power of words has no name!"

Zhou Lan said in a subtle tone, "When you use it, you only need to call out the name of the owner of this power!"

“I get it!” Lu Mingfei spread his arms, exuding a desire to perform. “Pray to the heavens, no, to the gods, and then get a response or something, right?” “So, what name should I call you? Lord Demon?” Lu Mingfei gestured wildly.

"The capital city!"

Zhou Lan said calmly.

"The capital?" Lu Mingfei murmured softly.

The moment he finished speaking, a powerful flame swept over his entire body.

He looked utterly shocked, his gaze mechanical as he stared at Zhou Lan, incredulously asking, "Teacher, are you serious?" "What else?" Zhou Lan replied with a smile.

"I thought you were joking with me!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Mingfei has spent half his life wandering, never encountering a wise ruler.

Lu Mingfei felt like he was on fire.

He glanced at his hands and his whole body and suddenly realized that his feeling was correct.

He was really on fire! Wisps of flame clung to his entire body, as if emanating from his very bones.

The flames weren't particularly hot; they seemed to have draped him in a magnificent cloak.

He recovered from his initial panic. Zhou Lan hadn't lied to him. If this was a deal with the devil, then as the devil's side, Zhou Lan was indeed very trustworthy.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but disbelieve him.

After all, Zhou Lan has the appearance of someone who would never lie. Whatever her purpose may be, she can simply crush it. Lies are probably a thing of the two worlds to her.

Zhou Lan's temperament was interpreted extremely clearly.

As the flames subsided, Lu Mingfei looked at himself again.

The wrist and fingertips stretched forward, covered in a dense mass of fine, grayish-green scales.

He quickly reached up to touch his face, and saw scales growing backwards from his jawline toward his cheeks.

"This is... dragon transformation?" Lu Mingfei murmured.

When the bloodline of a hybrid species exceeds the 50% threshold of near-bloodline, dragon-like characteristics will naturally appear on its body.

The more one breaks through the bloodline limit, the more pronounced the dragon-like characteristics become. The price is uncontrollable power and almost berserk side effects.

Because, by its very nature, the bloodline of the dragon race is bloodthirsty.

But right now, he has naturally entered the dragon form.

An uncontrollable force within the body? No.

A clear head? Still! It's as easy and simple as downing half a bottle of cola in one go, without any difficulty at all.

Moreover, this was all under the Night Watchers' commandments that covered the entire school, yet he transformed into a little dragon so naturally? He didn't even feel the slightest bit suppressed.

Lu Mingfei looked at Zhou Lan in disbelief.

The other party might really be a demon.

A benevolent person who is so powerful that he can give you a little bit of power today and bestow some favors upon himself tomorrow.

Could it be that this lump of mud can actually be turned into something useful? He picked up his phone from the bed and looked at himself through the black glass of the off screen. For a moment, he was stunned and waved his hand around his eyes.

"Golden eyes...not even that..." Dragon transformation is the state after breaking through the bloodline limit. The more dragon bloodline a person has, the more obvious the golden eyes should be.

High-bloodline hybrids have golden eyes that can even intimidate those of lower bloodline.

But now he has clearly transformed into a dragon, yet his pupils remain unchanged, carrying a hint of clear foolishness.

Lu Mingfei looked at Zhou Lan with a puzzled expression.

"Lu Mingfei!"

Zhou Lan remained calm, her hands clasped in front of her with composure. "You need to understand one thing!"

"What logic is that? I'm listening!" Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

Zhou Lan said, "Only hybrids need golden eyes, while a king only needs to sit on the throne!"

He pressed down with his palm, and a downward force pulled Lu Mingfei to sit on the edge of the bed.

In an instant, Zhou Lan's words transported him to another world.

The soft sheets beneath his buttocks seemed to transform into a hard, cold throne. He gazed at the universe, where a green monarch's ethereal form dominated the world. The magnificent aura emanating from another world's ancient era overwhelmed him.

That monarch, with the heavens above his head and all living beings beneath his feet, cast his gaze upon himself.

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded.

He suddenly realized that he had just called out the name of this monarch.

This wisp of fiery demonic energy is a gift from the other party.

It wasn't that he had never seen a dragon before; even the Bronze and Fire King, one of the legendary Four Sovereigns, had only just met him.

But the majestic aura emanating from this unseen monarch was so overwhelming that even the Dragon King would have to tuck his tail between his legs and slink away.

The lineage of dragons can be traced back infinitely, ultimately ending with the black dragon Nidhogg, who created everything and is the source of all dragons.

In mythology, Nidhogg has been entwined around the roots of the World Tree since its birth, constantly gnawing at its roots until the final destruction brought by Ragnarok.

Lu Mingfei shivered. He unconsciously replaced the image of the legendary dragon progenitor Nidhogg with the green monarch before him.

If the myth truly existed, this person might be able to uproot the World Tree and use it as a giant windmill.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized an extremely terrifying problem.

The demon wasn't lying; he seemed to genuinely believe in an extraterrestrial god.

He watches EVA and idolizes Rei Ayanami, but Unit-01 won't actually fall from the sky and be piloted by him.

He accepted the demonic energy of fire, paying the corresponding price in exchange. This monarch really does look at him! No joke, Lu Mingfei felt as if he had been truly looked at by him, as if across infinite time and space.

He had already become the other person's... kin? He felt a bit of a headache, and when he came to his senses, Zhou Lan was staring at him with a half-smile.

"After learning to fly, the first time you land and walk, you always feel a little unsteady, and the same is true after experiencing higher levels of power!"

He explained it casually.

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, silently chanting in his mind, "Retract!" The scales disappeared from his skin like the receding tide.

"Is it too late for me to regret this now?" He looked dejected, as if he had unknowingly sold himself off cheaply.

"Of course, but the demonic energy on your body is not under my control. Even if it needs to be taken back, it will be He who comes to take it!"

Zhou Lan smiled.

"Never mind, never mind!" Lu Mingfei quickly waved his hand. The fact that the being came to take it personally sounded like Ragnarok was about to descend.

If the other side accidentally ran over some unlucky guys on their way, wouldn't Lu Mingfei become a sinner for all time? At that time, he might end up like a witch in the Middle Ages, tied to a cross and a bonfire, with the mixed-race people whipping him with salt-soaked leather whips and cursing him.

"Lu Mingfei! You're the one who brought the extraterrestrial evil god to this world!? Now the world is completely destroyed!" Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei hurriedly shook his head.

The devil left, and the demon took his place, but the demon in front of him was quite elegant, making it impossible to feel any dislike for him.

At least he did set himself on fire.

“That extraterrestrial evil… oops!” Lu Mingfei quickly stopped talking. He quickly got into character, clasping his hands together in a prayerful gesture. “My lord, who is it?” Zhou Lan smiled and shook her head.

"Then teacher, how did you come to possess his... uh, that inheritance, no, demonic energy!"

Lu Mingfei stared intently at Zhou Lan, sensing that this man was no ordinary person.

My life motto is simple: when you encounter a powerful patron, you must cling to him tightly.

He's already hooked up with one, but as the saying goes, you can break one leg, but you can't break two legs.

Humans have two hands, so they can hug two legs; having more legs means having more options.

"You're really funny!"

Zhou Lan looked at Lu Mingfei and gave his comments.

Although he's a good-for-nothing, his self-awareness is truly unparalleled.

"It's easy!"

Zhou Lan said softly, "Because I asked him for it, he gave it to me!"

"You're asking him for it???" Lu Mingfei was momentarily stunned.

"You asked him for it, he gave it to you, and then you gave it to me. It sounds so natural!"

The next second, Lu Mingfei blurted out.

"Naturally my foot! That guy is practically a god! Don't tell me you two are best buddies and have everything you want!"

"Of course!"

Zhou Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, a smile appearing in them, and said calmly, "Because he was originally my younger brother!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment.

Almost instantly, his reaction was faster than his brain; he knelt down with a thud and began to speak eloquently.

"Godfather above, I have wandered for half my life, only regretting that I have not met a wise ruler..."

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Monsters Have Monster Thinking

Zhou Lan had no choice but to admit it.

Aside from the Holy Lord, Lu Mingfei is truly the first person who can make him feel even slightly amused.

The demonic fire energy borrowed from the Holy Lord has already merged with Lu Mingfei.

This power far surpasses anything the so-called dragon bloodline in this world can match; of course, the only price to pay is a small one.

That is, after using this power, he left an anchor point in this world that belongs only to the Holy Lord.

As for the impact, that's not something Zhou Lan needs to worry about.

He was just a passerby.

Perhaps in the future, when the Holy Lord, or his other brothers and sisters, want to leave the vicious cycle of the original world, this anchor point will also play its role.

As he said before, the myriad worlds are so wonderful and diverse that they should not be confined to one place.

In the dormitory, Lu Mingfei put on a show. Although it seemed a bit exaggerated, he was actually a very thoughtful person.

Lonely children are all like this.

The existence of "Blood Sorrow" brought about by the dragon bloodline inevitably plunges all hybrids into a lonely fate.

However, every emotion has its highs and lows, even loneliness has different levels.

Even loneliness depends on how you compare it.

Compared to the endless torment of being trapped in hell for millions of years, the Blood Sorrow that besieges all hybrids is nothing.

"Teacher Zhou Lan?" Lu Mingfei called out to him, "Being an adopted son won't work, how about we add each other as friends?" He shamelessly asked Zhou Lan for her contact information.

It's like playing StarCraft. Suddenly, a super powerful player pops up on the server. Naturally, you have to add them as a friend, whether it's to spar or to get on their good side. You have to find a way to do it, right?