Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 108 The Tang Clan's Ambush

Inside the aircraft, Lu Jun closed his eyes to rest, but his mind was highly focused, constantly communicating with the Ice Emperor in his spiritual sea.

"Hyotei, how are you feeling?"

"Hmph, better than ever before. I have compressed my soul power to the limit, and I can inject it into the Ice Abyss Sword at any time." The Ice Emperor's voice was tinged with a hint of excited trembling.

Finally, I can enjoy the battle!

"Don't worry," Lu Jun said in a deep voice, "For my aunt's sake, and for our own sake, we must win this battle!"

……

Meanwhile, in Shrek City, far from Mingdu, at a hidden stronghold.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few soul-guided wall lamps emitting a faint blue light that distorted the shadows.

The middle-aged man representing the Tang Clan, who was in charge of negotiating with the Spirit Pagoda, was reporting to Yu Luohui, who was pacing anxiously in front of him.

"Elder Yu, please calm down." The middle-aged man's voice was calm as he addressed Yu Luohui. "The negotiations with the Spirit Pagoda have reached a final conclusion."

Yu Luohui abruptly stopped, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the middle-aged man like a hungry wolf:
"What was the result? Will they hand over that little beast?"

"Heh." The middle-aged man let out a low, mocking laugh. "Hand over Lu Jun? How could that fiercely protective woman, Leng Yaozhu, possibly agree?"

"In my opinion, she even values ​​Lu Jun more than Leng Yulai."

“However…” the middle-aged man changed the subject, as if laughing, “we have achieved our second-best goal.”

He walked to the simple metal table in the center of the room, ran his fingers across the surface, and a soul-guided projection lit up, displaying the outline of Maple Leaf City.

“Maple Leaf City.” The middle-aged man pointed to the projection. “It’s a place located in the buffer zone between several major powers, a true no-man’s-land. This is the place we finally decided on for the transaction.”

Yu Luohui stared at the image of the city, his brow furrowed.
"Maple Leaf City? A run-down place? What kind of good outcome is this?"

"Elder Yu, please calm down," the middle-aged man repeated. "This is the best outcome."

His finger tapped on Maple Leaf City, and his voice lowered even further:
“Leng Yulai…that arrogant woman will personally come to receive the immortal herbs we have carefully prepared. Does she think this is the Tang Clan's way of showing weakness and sincerity? Little does she know, this is exactly the trap we have tailored for her to lure her into.”

“Maple Leaf City is far from the core territory of the Spirit Pagoda, and its complex terrain makes it the perfect hunting ground,” the middle-aged man continued. “As long as we make proper arrangements, and with the four of us Super Douluos joining forces, this time, we will make sure she has nowhere to escape.”

“As long as we take down Leng Yulai.” The middle-aged man clenched his fist tightly. “Lu Jun will lose one of his bodyguards, and with the Spirit Pagoda instantly losing a top-tier fighter, the higher-ups will be shaken, the power balance will be disrupted, and more importantly…”

He turned to Yu Luohui, his voice filled with inflammatory fervor:

"Once Leng Yulai is eliminated, Lu Jun will be completely exposed to the fangs. The Spirit Pagoda will inevitably be overwhelmed by Leng Yulai's disappearance and fall into chaos."

"At that time, it will be time for our Tang Clan to strike swiftly and decisively, under the pretext of searching for missing persons and investigating the truth, to join forces with Shrek Academy to openly put pressure on the Spirit Pagoda, and even... directly storm the Mingdu headquarters and drag Lu Jun out."

"Hahaha, good, what a brilliant plan to lure the enemy into a trap, what a swift and decisive strike!"

After hearing the entire plan, Yu Luohui couldn't help but burst into wild laughter, his laughter filled with twisted pleasure and long-suppressed resentment. He clapped his hands violently, his eyes burning with an almost manic flame of revenge.

"Leng Yulai, Lu Jun, you damned aunt and nephew, neither of you will escape." Yu Luohui's face was ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell. "I will make you pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold for killing my beloved son Yu Tianxuan and severing the future hope of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family."

He could almost see Leng Yulai's desperate fall in Maple Leaf City, the Spirit Pagoda's chaotic state under the combined pressure of the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, and Lu Jun being dragged to his feet like a dead dog, trembling in fear.

"When will the plan begin?" Yu Luohui asked breathlessly, his voice trembling with excitement. He couldn't wait any longer.

Every minute and every second of waiting felt like a raging fire, unbearable.

"It will be soon, Elder Yu." The middle-aged man patted Yu Luohui's shoulder, which was tense with excitement. "We'll go to Maple Leaf City now. That's where she will be buried."

Yu Luohui's grin became even more twisted and cruel.

"Good, very good, I'm waiting, I'm waiting to personally... tear them apart in Maple Leaf City." He gripped the storage device tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his eyes filled only with the desire for destruction and the pleasure of revenge.

……

As the aircraft began to decelerate and descend, it was already dawn outside the porthole.

The faint light of dawn barely pierced the haze that had shrouded Maple Leaf City for years, casting a cold, leaden gray hue over the city.

“Young Master Lu, we’ve arrived.” The driver’s voice remained monotonous as he handed over a card with a contact number on it. “Young Master Le Zhengyu instructed that you contact me anytime after you’ve finished your business. I will be waiting for you here and will take care of getting you safely back to Mingdu.”

"Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you." Lu Jun solemnly accepted the card and put it in his pocket.

Without lingering, he immediately left the scene.

Maple Leaf City is small, and there are few pedestrians on the streets.

Following the blurry imagery transmitted by the Ice Abyss Sword, Lu Jun sped toward a long-abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of rust and waste lubricating oil.

"Ice Emperor, my upcoming opponents... will likely all be top-tier powerhouses at Leng Yulai's level, or even stronger. Will they be able to detect my presence instantly?"

Lu Jun communicated rapidly in the sea of ​​minds, which was the key to the success or failure of the operation.

"Hmph, who are you underestimating?" The Ice Emperor's arrogant voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction. "Don't forget that I am currently residing in the Ice Abyss Sword. Just let it conceal your aura and blend into this environment. This is a divine artifact. Concealing the aura of a Soul Venerable is a piece of cake. Unless a Limit Douluo comes in person, don't even think about detecting it easily."

Hyotei paused, a hint of excitement in their voice:
"Furthermore... I sense that your spiritual power, after this period of tempering, has become strong and refined enough. Once you break through to the fifth ring, that will be the best time for me to truly merge with you and become your soul spirit. At that time..."

"Understood, thank you." Lu Jun felt a little more at ease and interrupted Hyotei's musings about the future; now was not the time to discuss this.

With a thought, the Ice Abyss Sword, which had been dormant in his spiritual sea, trembled slightly. An invisible wave, seemingly originating from the same source as the cold air in the world, quietly emanated, perfectly concealing and assimilating Lu Jun's aura, soul power fluctuations, and even body temperature.

At this moment, in the perception of the strong, he was like a cold, lifeless stone, or an inconspicuous gust of cold wind.

(End of this chapter)