Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

"As you've heard, this is the truth." Lu Mingfei's voice was low, carrying a hint of subtle complexity.

After hearing the Chen family patriarch's words, Nuonuo fell completely silent. She leaned against Lu Mingfei's chest, staring blankly ahead, her eyes devoid of tears and anger, only a deep-seated bewilderment and despair. Lu Mingfei didn't speak, but simply held her quietly, gently patting her back as if comforting a wounded animal.

He knew how difficult it would be for a girl who had always thought of herself as an ordinary person to accept such a cruel truth. She needed time to process it all.

Lu Mingfei's gaze fell on Nuonuo's face, carefully examining her features. The more he looked, the more familiar the method of creating Nuonuo seemed. The way of cultivating a vessel based on bloodline in an attempt to seize power was very similar to the tricks that a certain guy often used during the dragon rebellion he had experienced in his previous life.

He tried hard to recall, but so much time had passed that many details had become blurred. He only remembered that the dragon was the most cunning and scheming of Nidhogg's many offspring, always operating in the shadows and never daring to show itself in public. As for its name, Lu Mingfei had long forgotten it—after all, that guy didn't even have the chance to fight him head-on during that rebellion; he was simply crushed by him like a speed bump. He had no interest in remembering such an insignificant nobody.

After an unknown amount of time, the clock on the wall ticked round and round, the sound exceptionally clear in the room. Nono remained silent until she stirred slightly, breaking the stillness. She opened her mouth, her voice barely audible, her eyes unfocused; it was unclear whether she was speaking to Lu Mingfei or muttering to herself.

"Do you know? When I was very young and could barely remember anything, my mother left me forever. She was an Indian woman with a tragic fate, and I heard that she was already seriously ill when she gave birth to me. But with the invisible pull of blood and the love for me buried deep in her heart, she traveled alone across mountains and rivers and finally came to my side."

When she found me, she was already terminally ill, beyond saving. I could only stand alone by her bedside, watching helplessly as death quietly descended, mercilessly taking her life and her soul. At that moment, a strange premonition arose in my heart: perhaps one day, death would appear before me again, taking my soul away in the same cold way.

"Yes, your premonition was right. Without external intervention, your body really won't last long." Lu Mingfei didn't follow Nuonuo into sentimentality. He simply nodded, his tone as calm as if he were analyzing an experimental report.

His jarring behavior successfully infuriated Nuonuo. She whirled around, glared at him fiercely, and gritted her teeth as she asked, "What do you mean by saying I won't live much longer? Are you cursing me?"

Looking at the little witch who had instantly regained her energy and was now baring her teeth and claws, Lu Mingfei smiled with satisfaction and shrugged, saying, "Literally. The technology that created you is far from perfect. You are essentially a 'filter' with an expiration date. According to my estimate, without external intervention, you have ten more years to live—after ten years, you will rapidly age and then die."

"Really?" Nono showed no surprise, but instead keenly caught the key phrase in his words—"external intervention." She leaned closer to Lu Mingfei, her gaze fixed intently into his eyes, her tone both teasing and serious: "You're telling me all this on purpose, surely not because you pity me? You must have a way to solve my lifespan problem? Or are you planning to be an irresponsible scumbag, using me and then dumping me? Hmm?" As she spoke, her hand slowly moved down Lu Mingfei's abdomen, finally stopping at a certain crucial area, her fingertips gently rubbing it, her eyes seeming to warn: if you dare give an unsatisfactory answer, you'll face the consequences.

Lu Mingfei didn't care about Nuonuo's threat. With Nuonuo's strength, even if she used her full power, she could only give him a massage. But he still explained, "This brings us back to the previous topic."

"Before? What topic?" Nono asked, puzzled.

"It's about what I said yesterday was for your own good." Seeing that she didn't react, Lu Mingfei simply brought it up. "The core reason your lifespan is limited is that the Black King's bloodline in your body is slowly eroding it. The amount eroded in a single instance is negligible, but it accumulates over time, and your body will eventually be hollowed out. So I chose the most direct method to help you counteract this erosion."

After hearing this, Nuonuo was stunned for two seconds, then laughed in anger, and pinched his arm hard: "So you did all those things with me to help me protect myself from the corruption of the Black King's bloodline? Lu Mingfei, do you think I'm some kind of idiot who hasn't read web novels? Only those kinds of nonsense are written in certain erotic novels!"

"Sigh, nobody believes the truth. Oh well, believe it or not, it's up to you." Lu Mingfei sighed heavily, lowered his eyelids and shook his head. His helpless and indifferent appearance didn't seem like he was lying.

Nono stared at him for a few seconds, a sudden doubt creeping into her mind—could this guy be telling the truth? She frowned, but couldn't help asking, "Words are no proof. Do you have any evidence?"

"Say it after me." Lu Mingfei didn't answer directly, but looked up at her and slowly uttered a series of complicated and difficult syllables, his tone low and ancient, with the unique rhythm of the dragon script.

Nono knew it was Long Wen as soon as she heard it. She was about to wave her hand and say that she didn't know any words of magic, but she found that the string of syllables was rooted in her mind and wouldn't go away. She repeated it after her as if she were possessed. As soon as she finished speaking, a blinding light suddenly burst out from her body, instantly engulfing the entire room, and even the dust in the air was illuminated as if it were shattered diamonds.

When the blinding light completely dissipated, Nono was utterly stunned. Her eyes widened as she stared unblinkingly at Lu Mingfei, her voice filled with disbelief: "This is... Word of Power?"

"Yes, the Word of Power [Blazing Sun] is used as a human flashbang." Lu Mingfei nodded calmly, his tone carrying a hint of casual teasing.

Nono completely ignored the second half of his joke and pressed on to the main point: "You mean... I can use words of power now?"

"Otherwise, your much-vaunted profiling ability is essentially derived from mimicking the Black King's eyes using the Black King's bloodline. For dragons, Words of Power aren't some mysterious magic; they're simply their 'language' for interacting with the world. You have the Black King's blood flowing through your veins, so theoretically you can command all Words of Power, like someone born with a master key—what lock can't you open?"

After hearing Lu Mingfei's explanation, Nuonuo fell silent again. To say she wasn't happy about being able to use Words of Power would be a lie. She always said, "It doesn't matter whether I have Words of Power or not," but how could she not envy those who could control them?

Take her roommate and best friend Susie, for example. Susie's Word of Power is classified as confidential in the school's records, but Susie had secretly told her before that it was "Sword Control," which allows her to manipulate metal. At the time, she even joked with Susie that she could go to Hollywood and play a female version of Magneto.

Then there's Chu Zihang, that cold-faced killer from the same school as Lu Mingfei. His Word of Power is also classified as top secret. But Nuonuo has scanned him a few times with her profiling ability and can sense the terrifying power hidden beneath his calm exterior—a devastating weapon capable of uprooting an entire street. Every time she sees Chu Zihang expressionlessly swing his long sword, she can't help but think, if she had such a powerful Word of Power, why would she always be following behind others?

At worst, one could be like Caesar, or the Word of Power [Kamaitachi]. Although it's often described as a hearing aid, that's just talk online. In reality, who wouldn't want an ability that greatly enhances their perception?

Nono felt a surge of mixed emotions. The initial disappointment upon learning she was a cyborg had been completely washed away by overwhelming joy. She finally understood the meaning of "a loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise," and her eyes shone as she eagerly looked at Lu Mingfei: "You mean, I can use all the Words of Power right now?"

"Of course not, you wish." Lu Mingfei shattered her dream with a single sentence. "Yesterday's time only helped you get used to the Black King's bloodline at best. To truly control all the Word Spirits at will, you need to completely adapt to and even master the Black King's bloodline within you. This is not something that can be done overnight; it will take a long time."

After hearing this, a sly glint flashed in Nono's eyes. Her hand, which had been resting below Lu Mingfei's abdomen, began to wander. Lu Mingfei's anger flared up immediately at her teasing. He leaned close to Nono's ear and whispered, "You asked for this!" Then he reached out and pressed Nono's head down hard.

Faced with this sudden attack, Nono wanted to protest, but with her mouth gagged, she could only make "woo-woo" sounds to express her dissatisfaction...

A tender, lingering atmosphere spread through the room like vines, entangling every corner and binding two hearts that were drawing closer. This gentleness and intimacy, like a glass of fine red wine, intoxicated them, making them unwilling to wake up.