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

Chapter 269 Di Yue, one of the Four Spirit Transmission Envoys
Passing through the cold, heavy alloy gate felt like stepping into another world.

The circular conference room on the highest floor of the Spirit Pagoda headquarters was as solemn as an ancient temple.

The air seemed to solidify, carrying the unique coldness of metal and the heaviness of settled soul power; every breath carried an invisible pressure.

The enormous circular conference table was cast from some dark, starry metal, its smooth surface reflecting the cold glow of the overhead soul-guided lamps.

Leng Yulai tensed up, like a mother leopard protecting her cubs, subtly blocking Lu Jun half a step behind her, and led him towards the empty, arena-like area in the center of the conference room.

She could feel countless gazes, like tangible probes, instantly focusing on the boy behind her.

Just then, a gray current carrying an aura of decay and death silently permeated the shadows of the corridor, as if it were alive.

Leng Yulai's steps suddenly stopped, her muscles tensed instantly, and her soul power almost instinctively wanted to burst forth.

A figure slowly materialized from the gray mist.

He was an extremely handsome man, one could even say exquisitely beautiful.

His long, jet-black hair cascaded down his back, silky and smooth, making his face appear even more exquisite.

However, this face, which should have been breathtakingly beautiful, was lifeless, as white as fine porcelain, without a trace of blood.

This extreme beauty combined with extreme pallor creates a chilling and eerie feeling.

Hades Douluo, Harosa.

This being, who was like a pillar of the Spirit Pagoda, stood there quietly, with gray energy flowing silently around him.

His deep, soul-devouring eyes swept across Leng Yulai without emotion, finally settling on Lu Jun behind her.

Just as Leng Yulai's nerves were stretched to the limit, preparing for a possible attack, a clear and icy voice transmission of soul power entered Lu Jun's ears:

"Don't be afraid, with me here, no one can touch you."

A very subtle hint of surprise finally flickered in the depths of Lu Jun's calm and unwavering eyes.

He abruptly raised his head, meeting Harosa's eerie and pale face.

Harosa's lips twitched upwards very slightly, forming a very brief, almost imperceptible arc, as he nodded slightly to him.

This silent gesture carries an unquestionable sense of commitment.

Lu Jun just couldn't understand why the other party would help him.

Judging from this situation, this gentleman already knows his identity, but how did he find out?
How did you find out that?

Lu Jun remained silent.

The disparity in status, power, and identity between the two parties is too great, thus creating an unequal information gap.

He couldn't guess.

Leng Yulai also noticed that Harosa's gaze was not on her, but on Lu Jun, and that there seemed to be no malice in it.

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and respectfully bowed slightly.
"Your Majesty Hades."

Harosa didn't look at her, but instead cast his gaze back into the depths of the conference room, speaking indifferently, his voice like the friction of ice:

"Let's go, the meeting is about to begin."

"Yes." Leng Yulai took a deep breath, her doubts growing wildly like vines, but she could only suppress them for the moment.

She held Lu Jun even tighter, and with him, accompanied by the silent gray currents of Harosa, they officially stepped into the eye of the storm.

meeting room.

"Whoosh—" Almost the instant they stepped into the central area, all eyes around the circular conference table focused on Lu Jun like searchlights.

That gaze held scrutiny, curiosity, greed, murderous intent, apprehension, and a complex mix of emotions...

Like countless invisible blades, they were trying to completely dissect this boy standing at the center of the storm.

Seated at the head of the throne is the tower master of the Spirit Transmission Tower, Qian Gu Dong Feng.

He sat upright in the main seat, his face dignified, his gaze sharp and unfathomable.

Just sitting there, he exuded a heavy, oppressive aura, like a mountain, and commanded the entire room.

Slightly to his side sat a middle-aged man who bore a resemblance to him but possessed a more reserved and composed demeanor. He was Qian Gu Dong Feng's elder brother, Qian Gu Qing Feng.

Behind them stood two young men.

One person had a face that resembled Qian Gu Dongfeng, with sharp eyes that carried arrogance and scrutiny; the other was a woman with a feminine temperament and shifty eyes.

They appear to be the son of Qian Gu Dong Feng and his son-in-law, as well as the parents of Qian Gu Zhang Ting.

According to the original story, Qian Gu Zhangting's parents died in an accident, which made Qian Gu Dongfeng feel very guilty towards Qian Gu Zhangting, which is why he spoiled him so much.

Here, they were unharmed, which meant that the Qian Gu family had gained two more forces.

At this moment, on the right side, a figure dressed in a simple black robe sat quietly.

He seemed to blend into the shadows, his handsome face bearing an ancient vicissitude, his golden vertical pupils like molten gold, calmly gazing at Lu Jun.

It is the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Beast God Di Tian.

Beside Di Tian sat a completely different being.

She was a tall and graceful woman, her well-tailored long dress outlining her breathtaking curves.

What is most striking is her long, flowing, golden hair that reaches her waist, and her crimson eyes that are like burning rubies.

Her face was stunningly beautiful and aloof, exuding a noble and distant air that looked down upon all living beings. Her full breasts, slender waist, and long, straight, shapely, and powerful legs, faintly visible beneath her skirt, were all masterpieces of the Creator.

Leng Yulai's voice rang very softly in Lu Jun's ear, tinged with a hint of reverence:

"That is one of the four Spirit Transmission Envoys, Miss Di Yue."

"It is said that she is the transformed form of the emperor auspicious beast among soul beasts, possessing incredible auspicious power. She resides at the core of the Spirit Pagoda and is regarded as the princess of the Spirit Pagoda who can bring endless good fortune."

"Within the tower, no one dared to disrespect her, nor did anyone dare to have any improper thoughts about her. Her status was extraordinary, even above that of Emperor Tian."

"Her contribution to the Spirit Pagoda is the greatest. Even if she stays at the Spirit Pagoda headquarters all day, she can bring unimaginable good fortune to the Spirit Pagoda. Therefore, Miss Di Yue's position is very valuable. No matter how much infighting occurs within the Spirit Pagoda, everyone in the entire organization has only one goal: to protect her."

Lu Jun's gaze involuntarily fell on Di Yue.

He already knew that the auspicious beast was not dead, and had even become one of the four Spirit Transmission Envoys of the Spirit Transmission Tower.

After all, this information is available online; with a little effort, it's still possible to find out.

Meanwhile, Di Yue's crimson eyes were scrutinizing Lu Jun with undisguised curiosity.

This was their first real meeting.

Di Tian slightly turned his head, and his deep, authoritative voice resounded directly in Di Yue's mind, carrying an undeniable warning:
"Behave yourself, Di Yue. Don't look at him."

"This place is where the strongest beings in the human world gather."

“Any extra expression or attention you give could become a key clue for them to interpret you and our position.”

(End of this chapter)