Chapter 49: Switching Channels

Su Lin: "Coach, I'm reporting! Someone's cheating!"

Su Lin: "Where's the referee? Where's the ref?"

Su Lin: "I'm going to smash that bookstore first—they sold me fake dragon blood."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Dear netizen, please calm down."

Within the chat group, Su Lin's flood of messages finally drew everyone's attention.

Meanwhile, in reality, the projection from the Great Expansion Pearl had reached its climax.

It was a strange, chaotic monster, its tentacles swaying, its bloody maw roaring.

Merely gazing upon its form induced mental discomfort; had this not been a projected image, any normal person would have descended into chaos the instant they saw its face.

Kleine understood this was similar to the corruption brought by mythic beasts and high-rank sequences in their world.

Lu Mingfei, clad in vintage leather, seized his openings amid evasions, like an experienced hunter—each strike left a mark on the monster's body, faint holy radiance clinging to the wounds.

The final battle ended with the hunter's victory.

"What are you trying to do with your slimy tentacles?" Lu Mingfei's cold voice rang out as he planted one foot on a tentacle.

Lu Mingfei looked down with disdain at his defeated foe, his greatsword piercing the creature's body.

Weary, he sheathed his greatsword and trudged step by step back to his wheelchair.

"There…." Slumped in the wheelchair, Lu Mingfei adjusted his posture, gesturing at himself as if searching for a satisfactory angle; then he rummaged from his backpack a short dagger and aimed it at himself.

"I've had enough of this nightmare."

On Water Mirror Peak, Lu Mingfei immediately switched channels—no matter what was happening in that world, if he watched this ending, he wouldn't sleep tonight.

"Everyone… shall we stop here?" Lu Mingfei's forehead was slick with sweat—why did these people in the chat group look at him like they wanted to dissect him?

Look, I'm also curious how those two guys in the Parallel World got into the game world. But what does that have to do with me, a beginner Qi Condensation cultivator?

Lu Mingfei couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to waste brain cells thinking about it—he was just a Qi Condensation cultivator, weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Without noticing, Ye Fan, Zhongli, Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, Han Li, and Su Lin had gathered around him.

"To be honest, I'm curious," Zhongli said, one hand resting on his chin, studying Lu Mingfei with interest.

"Little Lu, keep going," Ye Fan said, one hand pressing on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"Try to get a version where you ascend to Immortality and Found a Sect."

"…"

The scene shifted.

Skyscrapers, steel and concrete, dazzling lights, motorcycles and cars speeding past.

Lu Mingfei, wearing a down jacket and a black-and-white scarf, waited for the traffic light to change—staring at the light, or perhaps gazing up at the gloomy sky.

Finally, something normal, Lu Mingfei thought.

"This looks like Chicago," Lu Mingfei mused; the street felt familiar—there was a hot dog stand nearby with excellent flavor. He and Fenger sometimes took the campus train into the city.

Cars came and went, occasional horns honked; in the scene, Lu Mingfei exhaled a puff of warm breath and rubbed his frozen fingers.

Snowflakes, crystal-clear and delicate, began falling from the sky; pedestrians hurried their steps upon seeing it.

"The weather forecast said it'd be sunny today."

"Better to roll dice than trust that thing."

Two white men passed Lu Mingfei, speaking English.

"The light's turning green, buddy," Lu Mingfei saw another version of himself standing motionless, only gazing upward, eyes filled with sorrow.

Is this version of me just broken up with his girlfriend?

My god, did I confess to some girl and get rejected? Could it be this world's me bravely confessed to Nonno?

Or did his girlfriend just dump him? After two seconds of thought, Lu Mingfei decided the Parallel World version of himself couldn't possibly have a girlfriend—he dismissed the possibility.

Su Lin felt if this world's Lu Mingfei went into idol dramas, he'd land the male lead role.

That melancholy aura, those eyes…

Who knows what he's been through—poor Lu Mingfei.

"I really came back?"

The Lu Mingfei in the scene spoke softly.

"Came back from where?" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan asked, puzzled.

"Two thousand years—I, Lu Mingfei, have finally returned to Earth."

Eyes closed, Lu Mingfei spread his arms as if embracing the world.

His voice was quiet, yet every person present heard it clearly.

"?"

"??"

"??? "

Lu Mingfei thought the version in the scene needed to visit the Cassell Medical Clinic—the doctors there were Harvard Medical School graduates, with all kinds of equipment; any mental issue could be detected quickly.

But remembering the two previous Parallel Worlds, he dared not judge the version in the scene. And after everything he'd experienced this past month—if he told anyone, would those old sixes think he'd lost his mind and lock him up?

"Tianwu Sect, I, Lieyang, have repaid what I owed you."

"From now on, there is no more Lieyang, the Martial Immortal—only…"

"Martial Immortal Lu Mingfei!"

The instant his eyes opened, golden irises radiated supreme majesty.

In an instant, the snowflakes in the sky froze as if paused; vehicles and pedestrians halted; the entire world fell silent, utterly still.

Hands clasped behind his back, Lu Mingfei let out a cold snort and took a step forward.

The next moment, he had teleported to the rooftop of a skyscraper.

"Lu Mingze, there are still many things between us that haven't been sorted out."

"This body from the past hasn't been tempered. Next, let's find a place first to bring the body's quality up."

Mana surged, the near-substantiated mana fluttering his hem. Lu Mingfei overlooked the city below, the corner of his mouth curving up.

Han Li was silent for a moment, then said: "Perhaps I wouldn't be able to last a single move against him."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan sensed this power, then denied it: "I don't think there's any need to doubt it."

Ye Fan glanced at the Great Expansion Pearl in Lu Mingfei's hand, and asked Su Lin: "Is there any way to communicate with the Lu Mingfei over there? I feel like we could get our hands on some pretty good cultivation arts?"

"... Su Lin? Are you listening to me?" Ye Fan noticed Su Lin's eyes were vacant, still staring at the scene reflected by Yu Yingzhao.

"Is it really necessary? Although I also feel Lu Mingfei's Parallel World is a bit outrageous…"

What 'necessary' or not.

I, Su Lin, transmigrator and reborn, chat group member, system host — what kind of scene haven't I seen.

This kind of scene, I really haven't seen!

Although since graduating from college I've been busy with work and rarely read novels, and even after transmigrating I still rarely read them, I'm sure I remember correctly — Dragon Race is urban fantasy, not urban cultivation!

That doesn't make sense, it doesn't add up. Could it be that the Lu Mingfei in the original work was actually the weakest version?!

And the two who transmigrated to other worlds earlier…

Scratching his hair, Su Lin suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei. What was the point of him taking out the Great Expansion Pearl just now? It was to let Lu Mingfei see what a happy Parallel World he lived in looked like.

How did it turn into Lu Mingfei being unrivaled now.

Feels even more ferocious than my system-flow style.

"Switch it for me again!"

"He's getting high." Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan said from the side.