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

Chapter 121 Leng Yulai's Awakening
Leng Yulai's memories are now like broken layers of ice, barely pieced together.

The final scene shows him fighting four opponents single-handedly, managing to severely injure one of them before dying, but he is also exhausted and his consciousness is about to completely fade away.

Then...she was rescued?

Just as the boundless darkness was about to completely engulf her, a face entered Leng Yulai's consciousness with unparalleled clarity.

That face was young and handsome, with the sharp features unique to youth and a lingering trace of childishness, his sword-like eyebrows tightly furrowed...

Is it Mr. Lu?
Leng Yulai's breath hitched suddenly, and a faint but real blush rose uncontrollably on her pale cheeks, making her ears feel hot.

"How can it be……"

She almost immediately and resolutely rejected the absurd image in her mind, shaking her head vigorously.

It was as if they wanted to shake off this unrealistic idea.

"That little guy Lu Jun is just a Soul Master. How could he possibly appear in a place like that? And how could he possibly get involved in the battle between four Super Douluos? And... and save me?"

This idea is even more absurd than blowing up Shrek Academy.

In front of a Super Douluo, a Soul Master is not even cannon fodder; the aftershocks of the battle alone are enough to crush him into dust.

I must have been too badly injured, my consciousness was blurred and I was hallucinating, or it was a hallucination caused by my subconscious desire for a familiar person to appear before I was dying.

But... if that's the case, then who saved her?
Just as her thoughts were turning, several small, crystal-clear, ice-blue flowers that had quietly bloomed in the corner of the room, along the edge of the door, and in the cracks of the windowsill seemed to sense her awakening. They silently turned into wisps of extremely cold mist and dissipated into the air without leaving a trace, as if they had never existed.

Leng Yulai didn't notice these details. She struggled to sit up, and the sharp pain from her wound made her gasp, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

He threw back the covers and looked down. His signature black trench coat was tattered and almost nothing but strips of cloth, revealing large patches of snow-white skin and the hideous wounds covered with thin ice crystals.

Leng Yulai frowned slightly. The exposed spring scenery made her feel a little uncomfortable. She immediately took out a set of spare casual clothes from her storage soul tool and quickly changed into them.

"Fortunately, it seems we weren't taken advantage of."

She examined her body and, apart from necessary wound treatment, seemed to find nothing wrong. However...

The thought had barely formed when the faint, warm sensation lingering on those blurred lips from my unconscious state resurfaced in my mind.

“But…” Leng Yulai’s heart skipped a beat for no reason. The feeling was too strange, with an indescribable sense of reality.

Yet this is completely at odds with the image of her savior that she rationally perceives.

On the contrary... on the contrary, it strangely overlapped with that hallucinatory boy's face.

This intense sense of separation upset her, and she even felt a touch of absurd shame.

"Leng Yulai, what nonsense are you thinking!"

She shook her head violently, forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts churning in her mind.

Is this the time to be thinking about such irrelevant things?

The most urgent task is to understand one's own situation and circumstances.

She calmed herself down and looked inward.

His injuries were extremely severe, with multiple ruptured meridians, damaged internal organs, and nearly depleted soul power. He was carefully frozen and enveloped by an extremely pure, domineering yet incredibly gentle extreme ice power, maintaining a fragile balance and preventing further deterioration.

The most crucial element is the healing power flowing within the body.

If it weren't for the healing properties of these medicines, she wouldn't have woken up so quickly.

Now that she's awake, her soul power can finally be replenished, and she's beginning to digest the medicinal power flowing through her body.

Something just doesn't feel right.

As Leng Yulai pondered the matter, she finally discovered the problem.

Wait... the ultimate ice?
Leng Yulai's internal vision suddenly stopped, and all her attention was instantly drawn to the residual icy soul power within her body.

In the Douluo Continent today, only Lu Jun possesses the ultimate attribute.

It's still the same extreme ice. Could it really be Lu Jun?

However... compared to the remaining power within his body, Lu Jun's soul power level was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

But the essence of that power and that unique flavor are essentially from the same source.

Just like a seed and the towering tree it may grow into, their core characteristics are completely identical.

"This...this is impossible."

Leng Yulai was completely stunned, her heart feeling as if it were being gripped by an icy hand.

Reason is screaming at the absurdity.

But the traces of soul power remaining in her body, like the most irrefutable evidence, coldly and cruelly pointed to a fact that she could not accept no matter what.

The prince on a white horse who pulled her back from the brink of death at the last moment, riding on auspicious clouds, could very well be the little guy she had always considered to need protection, Lu Jun.

Such an absurd and mind-blowing scene, like a thunderclap, left her momentarily unable to think.

"No... calm down, I must calm down."

Leng Yulai bit her tongue hard, and the sharp pain and the taste of blood instantly cleared her confused thoughts.

Now is not the time to investigate what extraordinary methods Lu Jun used or what earth-shattering secrets he hid.

"The Tang Sect, and that damned Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Clear Sky Sect, as well as Shrek Academy, actually ambushed and killed me..."

A chilling killing intent emanated from her almost tangibly, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop even further.

"This debt must be settled!"

Her eyes flashed with cold light, and all the shock and confusion about Lu Jun were suppressed by an even stronger anger and sense of urgency.

"The most urgent task is to contact my sister immediately and return to Mingdu!"

Despite the excruciating pain and weakness, she abruptly stood up.

"The Tang Clan dared to openly ambush the head of my Spirit Pagoda branch. This is a blatant declaration of war. Their despicable plot must be reported immediately! Let the entire Spirit Pagoda and even the Federation see their true colors."

As for Lu Jun's secret...

When she gets back, she'll have plenty of time to interrogate that audacious little devil who's been hiding his true intentions better than anyone else.

My sister must be frantic with worry.

But more importantly...

She endured the pain and quickly took out an ice jade box that exuded a chilling aura from her storage soul tool.

Carefully opening a crack, a crystal-clear herb with eight rhomboid leaves, exuding a rich ice-attribute spiritual energy, lay quietly inside.

Star anise ice grass.

Seeing that it was intact, Leng Yulai breathed a long sigh of relief. Her tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and a charming smile with relief and anticipation appeared on her face. Although she was weak, she was still captivating.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness it wasn't lost." She murmured to herself, her eyes gleaming. "With it, Lu Jun's martial spirit and physique will definitely undergo a complete transformation."

Although I'm very curious about what secret Lu Jun is hiding that allowed him to save me from four Super Douluo.

But the thought of the huge improvement Lu Jun might receive seemed to dispel much of the gloom in her heart caused by her serious injury and the mystery.

Leng Yulai pushed open the door, and a biting cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards her.

"...?"

She remembered that it wasn't winter yet.

Why is it snowing?
Leng Yulai lightly bit her red lips, her figure swayed, and she disappeared into the swirling snow. Although her speed was not as fast as in her prime, it was still terrifyingly fast, leaving only shallow marks on the thick snow that were almost instantly covered by fresh snow.

(End of this chapter)