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

"Wait! So that's why you were stalling for time and talking nonsense with me..."

Tang San suddenly understood. An unprecedented chill, more terrifying than death, instantly swept over his remaining consciousness, causing him to let out a terrified scream.

"You're analyzing my mental structure! You're stealing my memories?! Don't even think about it!!!"

The moment Tang San realized Lu Jun's true purpose, he did not hesitate at all. He was about to unleash his last bit of power, even at the cost of self-destructing this wisp of divine thought, to completely annihilate all his memories and absolutely not let them fall into Lu Jun's hands.

However, the moment the thought crossed his mind...

"Click-"

Countless solid ice erupted instantly, like living icy tentacles, closing in abruptly at a speed far exceeding his reaction time, completely freezing and imprisoning his divine thought within a huge, dark blue ice block, even solidifying his last thought of self-destruction.

On the ice throne, Lu Jun slowly stood up, and the throne behind him dissipated into countless ice crystals.

He strolled over to Tang San, who was completely frozen in ice, and smiled gently as he looked at the other's expression, which was frozen in extreme fear and anger.

"Thank you for your generous explanation. Your memories... though fragmented, are still quite valuable."

"By the way, the reason I was wasting time talking to you was to get your memories, and sealing off the scene was to prevent your other divine senses and clones from sharing the memories of the scene."

"Now that everything is done, you're no longer of any use."

He spoke casually, as if he had only accomplished a trivial task.

"Goodbye."

The moment he finished speaking, Lu Jun raised his hand, his fingers forming a sword shape, and casually made a slash across the huge block of ice.

"Shh-!"

Countless tiny yet incredibly sharp icy blue sword beams appeared out of thin air, like an interwoven web of death, instantly piercing through the ice and sweeping past Tang San's frozen divine sense.

The frozen phantom, along with the solid ice that trapped it, shattered inch by inch in the silent cutting of this sword net, like pencil marks erased by an eraser, and finally turned into the finest ice crystals, completely dissipating into the depths of Tang Wulin's spiritual sea, leaving no trace behind.

After doing all this, Lu Jun glanced around indifferently, and the area finally returned to calm.

And the golden ocean, which appeared even purer and brighter due to the disappearance of a certain parasite, shook its head slightly, its figure gradually fading as it withdrew from this space.

……

Lu Jun's spiritual power receded from Tang Wulin's sea of ​​consciousness like the receding tide. He slowly opened his eyes, and the cold golden light deep within them flashed by, before returning to his usual deep and calm expression.

Almost simultaneously, Tang Wulin also opened his eyes. His gaze was initially somewhat blank, but it quickly became clear, even carrying a sense of unprecedented ease.

Wu Siduo, who had been watching nervously from the sidelines, couldn't help but take two steps closer. Her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and inquiry. She looked at Tang Wulin, whose aura seemed somewhat different, and then at Lu Jun, who had a calm expression, and asked in astonishment:

"That's...resolved? So fast?"

Lu Jun glanced at her indifferently, without answering directly, and instead turned his gaze to Tang Wulin, asking:
"How do you feel now?"

Tang Wulin did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes slightly and carefully felt every change inside his body.

A moment later, he opened his eyes again, his face showing a look of relieved surprise:

"It's strange... It feels like I've taken off a heavy shackle that I've carried for a long time without even realizing it, and my whole body feels so light."

He tried to move his hands and feet, his eyes shining.

"Moreover, I feel a clearer and more complete sense of control over my body... no, over myself than ever before."

He scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, trying to find a more fitting analogy: "Well... if I had to describe it, it's like before I could only control 80% of my body. There were always some parts that were separated by a veil, and some thoughts and actions would be a little involuntary."

"But now, it's completely, one hundred percent, my mind is completely clear, and there's no longer that...strange, whispered impulse that seems to come from someone else."

"That's enough." Lu Jun nodded in satisfaction. "Getting rid of external interference and recognizing your own strengths and weaknesses is the first step to becoming stronger."

"Next, I will keep my promise and guide you onto the right path to becoming stronger."

"What about me?"

Hearing how much Lu Jun cared about Tang Wulin, Wu Siduo, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but speak up. Her red lips pouted slightly, carrying a hint of sourness and anticipation.

"I'm the one you're monitoring, you can't just watch him get stronger, can you?"

Lu Jun turned to look at her, and those eyes that seemed to see right through people made Wu Siduo's heart skip a beat for no reason.

He didn't hesitate much, simply replying:
"Okay, let's go together."

Having just received permission, a hint of joy flashed in Wu Siduo's eyes, when she heard Lu Jun's next words.

He looked at Tang Wulin again, his tone becoming more serious:

"Next, I will help you awaken that top-tier Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul a second time, transforming it into the true Blue Silver Emperor."

"Top-grade Blue Silver Grass?" Tang Wulin was even more curious when he heard Lu Jun use this term for the second time to describe his universally acknowledged useless martial soul. "Brother Lu, is my Blue Silver Grass... really that powerful?"

"Nonsense." Lu Jun's tone was undeniably certain. "If it weren't top-tier, how could it possibly become your twin martial souls alongside the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon martial soul in the world?"

"Didn't you take the basic theory courses at the academy? The conditions for the birth of twin martial souls are extremely demanding, and the quality of the two martial souls must be in the same tier, with no significant difference between them."

"Your Blue Silver Grass is essentially a top-tier martial soul on par with the Clear Sky Hammer, but you have never found the right way to awaken its power."

Tang Wulin seemed to be deep in thought. These words completely overturned his understanding of his own martial soul over the years.

He asked, still confused:

"Then... how can I awaken it into the Blue Silver Emperor?"

Lu Jun's answer was simple and straightforward:
"It's simple. Real combat, real combat under extreme pressure. Go to the high-level virtual battlefield and get the worst beating."

He paused, glanced at Wu Siduo who was listening intently to him, and added:
"And you, too."

Wu Siduo: "…………"

Her stunningly beautiful face instantly crumbled, and her heart screamed in despair:

"Seriously?! Why weren't you so enthusiastic when we were sharing benefits, but now you suddenly remember me when something good happens?! This preferential treatment is too obvious!"

However, the protests were ineffective.

In the days that followed, Lu Jun maintained his own rapid cultivation while transforming into the strictest instructor, rigorously training Tang Wulin and Wu Siduo.

The virtual battlefield became their most frequent place. Every time they came out, they were almost mentally exhausted and covered in wounds, but their improvement in strength was also visible to the naked eye.

During this intense training, Lu Jun received a formal notification from the Dean of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

He, Lu Jun, at the age of thirteen, with the cultivation level of a Soul Emperor, officially graduated from the academy. (End of Chapter)