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

Chapter 116 Saving Leng Yulai
Tang Hao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in his heart, and his eyes became firm and deep again.

"Hmph, Silver Dragon King..." he sneered, "Let you be smug for now. The third party's grand plan has already taken root in Douluo Continent. The contingency plans he left behind are far more numerous and deeper than you can imagine."

"Even you, Silver Dragon King, have to honestly suffer in the face of the mistress's eternal plan."

He took one last deep look in the direction where Lu Jun had disappeared, and then glanced at the Maple Leaf City covered in ice and snow.

"Just wait, little third son. Your father will protect this foundation for you and safeguard this... ultimate artifact that belongs to you." Tang Hao muttered to himself, "When you return with the power of the God Realm... that will be the day we settle accounts with everything and take control of everything."

"At that time, the Silver Dragon King will be nothing more than fish on a chopping board."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao's figure blended into the shadows, disappearing completely as if he had never existed, vanishing into the deeper spatial rifts of the Douluo Continent.

All that remains on the ruins of Maple Leaf City is the silent, falling snowflakes, covering the past carnage and miracles, and also concealing all traces of the quiet departure.

The icy wind whipped up heavy snowflakes, pounding against the streets of Maple Leaf City.

Lu Jun carried the still unconscious Leng Yulai, his steps unsteady as he walked through the snow-covered streets.

He deliberately avoided the main road and chose a relatively secluded path.

Eventually, he found a decent-looking, barely-operational ordinary hotel on the outskirts of the city.

After paying far more in Federal Currency than the market price, he carried Leng Yulai and, under the hotel owner's suspicious gaze, quickly entered a fairly clean room.

Carefully placing Leng Yulai's cold, delicate body on the warm, soft bed, Lu Jun finally let out a long sigh of relief. His tense nerves relaxed slightly, followed by an overwhelming sense of exhaustion and a stinging pain deep in his soul.

The cost of forcibly activating the power of the Ice Abyss Sword far exceeded his expectations.

Looking at Leng Yulai's pale face on the bed, with the hideous wounds still slowly bleeding beneath her tattered trench coat, Lu Jun gritted his teeth.

"It can only be this way……"

He endured his own weakness and the pain of the backlash, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hands, and placed them lightly above Leng Yulai's body.

The icy blue light of his soul power, with an unprecedented gentleness and caution, flowed from his palm, like a warm, refreshing spring, slowly flowing into Leng Yulai's body.

Lu Jun manipulated the purest and most refined Ice Soul Power, combined with the faint divine aura remaining in his body from the Ice Abyss Sword, and carefully enveloped Leng Yulai's broken meridians, damaged internal organs, and bleeding wounds...

And the residual traces of that violent and rampant alien soul power.

"Fortunately, Teacher Leng has been teaching me how to micro-manage Extreme Ice all this time. I never thought I would be able to use it here."

He only needs to use the right amount of extreme ice to just maintain Leng Yulai's injuries without hurting her.

A cold protective film covered the wound, preventing it from worsening and forcibly keeping Leng Yulai's last glimmer of hope alive.

Although it cannot be cured, at least it bought precious time.

This process was extremely mentally taxing, and Lu Jun's face became even paler, with fine beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

He had to precisely control every wisp of soul power, freezing the injuries without harming Leng Yulai's own life force.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Finally, Leng Yulai's previously disordered and weak breathing miraculously stabilized.

Although still weak, it is no longer in a state where it could be extinguished at any moment.

Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, as if the pain had been relieved.

Lu Jun withdrew his hand, exhaled a long breath of turbid air mixed with icy mist, swayed, and almost fell over.

He held onto the edge of the bed and panted for a while before he could barely stand up.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the dizziness and tearing pain in his meridians caused by forcibly activating the artifact, and forced himself to calm down.

Next, Lu Jun took out a bunch of rare and precious medicinal herbs and pills to help heal injuries from his storage soul tool. Lu Jun carefully held a few of the most crucial pills and a small piece of easily absorbed spiritual fruit fragment with his soul power and brought them to Leng Yulai's pale lips.

"Master, it's time to take your medicine..."

He spoke softly, trying to gently pry open Leng Yulai's lips.

However, Leng Yulai was seriously injured and unconscious at the moment, her breath was weak, her jaw was clenched, and she had no consciousness of swallowing on her own.

Lu Jun tried several times, but the precious pills and fragments of spiritual fruits just piled up between her lips and teeth, and she couldn't swallow them at all.

"This……"

Lu Jun frowned deeply, his heart filled with anxiety, as he looked at the life-saving objects stuck to Leng Yulai's lips.

These pills and spiritual fruits contain extremely potent medicinal power. If they are not promptly absorbed into the body to dissolve, they will not only be wasted, but their accumulation in the mouth may also block the airways, with potentially disastrous consequences.

Time is of the essence. Although Leng Yulai's injuries have been stabilized by freezing, the longer it drags on, the greater the uncertainty will become.

Looking at his aunt's bloodless face, Lu Jun was torn between his own conscience and his inner turmoil.

"What should we do? Force it open?"

"No, she's too weak right now, it will hurt her..."

"Forcing her with soul power? That won't work either. Her meridians are extremely fragile right now and can't withstand external impacts, not to mention that my soul power is the ultimate ice. She's unconscious right now and has used up all her soul power, so there's no way she can defend against my ultimate ice."

"If I force it in with my soul power, it might be too strong, and my aunt might die on the spot."

After pondering for a long time, Lu Jun fell silent.

"Is this... the only way?"

A thought he had never considered, and dared not even consider, began to entwine around his mind like vines.

"Only...only like feeding medicine to a baby...by...passing it in through the mouth?"

This thought made Lu Jun's cheeks instantly burn like fire.

A strong sense of shame and guilt overwhelmed him instantly.

"No! Absolutely not! This is my aunt! How could I... take advantage of her in this vulnerable state?"

"This...this is too...too offensive!"

"Not to mention that my aunt was seriously injured while risking her life for me, how could I..."

He shook his head violently, trying to dispel this blasphemous thought.

However, when his gaze fell again on the pills and spiritual fruits piled up on Leng Yulai's lips, and on her faint breath that seemed to be about to stop at any moment, all his hesitation and shame were suppressed by an even stronger determination to save her.

"Master, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"Disciple, disciple has offended you!" Lu Jun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as if he was doing his final mental preparation.

He desperately repeated in his mind:

“Master, I had no intention of being disrespectful. I only wanted to save your life. Please don’t be angry when you wake up. I am willing to accept any punishment…”

"You can hit me or scold me, it doesn't matter... I'll risk everything to save you!"

With an almost tragic determination, Lu Jun disregarded his own innocence, leaned down, and brought his face close to Leng Yulai's pale face.

(End of this chapter)