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

He couldn't chew it, nor could he spit it out; he was frozen in place.

"Oh...so...you made this delicious dish..."

He squeezed out the words with difficulty, almost through gritted teeth, his gaze falling on Di Yue, who was sitting opposite him, her hands cupping her face, her crimson eyes filled with anticipation and a desire to be praised.

The next second, the intense physical discomfort completely overwhelmed his willpower.

"vomit--"

He gagged violently, unable to maintain his sitting posture any longer, and slumped forward.

He really couldn't understand it.

I really can't understand it.

Why can even seafood be made so badly and so inhumanely?

How on earth do you manage to cook seafood so badly?

This shouldn't be happening! This is top-quality seafood; even a single bite could replenish the soul power of an ordinary soul master...

Thinking this, Lu Jun's head grew increasingly dizzy...

"boom!"

His forehead slammed hard against the solid wood dining table with a dull thud, and then he lay there motionless.

This sudden turn of events startled everyone!

"Mr. Lu!"

"What’s wrong with you?!"

Gu Yuena and Leng Yulai reacted the fastest, standing up almost simultaneously, rushing around the table to his side, and anxiously supporting him.

Meanwhile, the Ice Emperor, the Snow Emperor, and Leng Yaozhu all turned their gazes toward the culprit—Di Yue.

His gaze was incredibly complex, a mixture of shock, sympathy, and a hint of realization that "so you were a hidden assassin too."

Leng Yaozhu sighed and helplessly rubbed her forehead:
"Di Yue... your cooking skills... seem to be not much better than Yu Lai's."

Hyotei's lips twitched slightly, and he coldly commented, "The destructive power... is astonishing. Even someone as strong as Lu Jun was directly defeated by you. I remember that last time Lu Jun ate Leng Yulai's food, he lasted at least ten minutes before he couldn't take it anymore, right?"

Xue Di silently pushed the plate of jade shrimp in front of her a little further away.

"Hey~"

Facing everyone's gaze, Di Yue stuck out her little tongue shyly, trying to get away with it by acting cute, with a slightly aggrieved look on her face.

"I...I just followed the recipe..."

No one expected that the Emperor Beast Di Yue's culinary skills would be so extraordinary!

Even someone as strong as Lu Jun was brought down by a plate of shrimp. This cozy dinner started off on a high note and was destined to continue amidst chaos...

……

Time flies, and Lu Jun, surrounded by many beautiful women, appears leisurely but is actually harboring turbulent undercurrents.

These were mainly cozy days spent in the kitchen, which lasted for quite some time.

In his own words, this rare period of calm before making any major moves was indeed the best time to bide his time and accumulate strength.

The only core task is to seize every opportunity to cultivate and strive to become stronger.

During this time, an important matter was successfully completed. Under Leng Yaozhu's personal protection, Xue Di officially completed the soul contract with Lu Jun, becoming his third soul spirit.

For Lu Jun and Xue Di, who were already of one mind and shared the same source of power, this process was incredibly natural and effortless. When the immense energy containing the ultimate ice attribute merged with Lu Jun, his cultivation level once again soared upwards like a rocket!
Level 81, Level 82...

Ultimately, his soul power level remained steadily at level eighty-five.

At this moment, Lu Jun was only sixteen years old.

A sixteen-year-old level 85 Soul Master.

If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shock the entire Soul Master world and overturn all understandings of geniuses.

Of course, for Lu Jun, who has long transcended the realm of common sense, age itself is meaningless, and no one outside knows what kind of terrifying power this young man possesses.

After becoming Lu Jun's spirit, Xue Di also experienced unprecedented changes.

She floated lightly beside Lu Jun in spirit form, feeling the ice element environment that was even purer and more active than the core circle of the far north, as well as the nourishment and feedback of Lu Jun's original power to her. She clearly felt that the bottleneck in her cultivation that had been stagnant for countless years was actually showing signs of loosening.

Even on her usually aloof and noble face, a faint, heartfelt joy involuntarily surfaced.

She was already looking forward to the moment when Lu Jun successfully forged a four-word battle armor tailored to her, her strength would surely experience a qualitative leap, and perhaps... she would really be able to touch the legendary level 100 threshold?

On this peaceful and fulfilling afternoon, Lu Jun was in the quiet room of the villa, discussing the deeper mysteries of ultimate ice with Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor, attempting to further refine his own soul power.

"Ding-dong—"

The crisp sound of the doorbell rang abruptly, breaking the tranquility of the room.

Gu Yuena, Di Yue, and Leng Yulai, who were snacking and watching a popular drama series in the lobby, all peeked out from behind the noise and looked towards the quiet room.

Gu Yuena called out into the room:

"Lu Jun, someone's here."

The door to the quiet room was opened a crack, and Lu Jun also peeked out, his face showing a hint of annoyance at being disturbed, as he looked at Gu Yuena:
"Someone's here, so go open the door. Why are you asking me?"

Gu Yuena shrank back, pointed to herself, then to Di Yue, and said in a low voice:

“But… wouldn’t it be inappropriate for me to open the door? What if outsiders see me here… it would be so troublesome to explain. It’s also not appropriate for Di Yue, her identity is more sensitive.”

Di Yue nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"I'll go, I'll go, you bunch of lazybones."

Leng Yulai snorted, stood up from the sofa, and straightened her slightly disheveled clothes.

"They've all gotten so used to a comfortable life that they're too lazy to even open the door. They should know that one is born in hardship and dies in comfort."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena curled her lip and retorted without any politeness:

"You should worry about yourself first. The important thing is to figure out how to break through to the Limit Douluo level."

"Otherwise, if a real fight breaks out, with your skills, you'll only be able to cheer from the sidelines."

Leng Yulai was immediately stung by the words. Knowing she was in the wrong, she muttered "Mind your own business" and then stopped talking. She quickly walked to the entrance, took a deep breath, put on a polite smile, and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a tall, slender girl with well-developed curves.

She has beautiful long, brownish-red hair, which is wavy and flowing like seaweed, cascading down her back and making her fair, snow-white skin even more radiant.

Her features are delicate and distinct, with large eyes and a high nose bridge, which together make her look very beautiful. However, her overall temperament carries a sense of aloofness and detachment, giving people a feeling that she is difficult to approach.

When Leng Yulai saw the newcomer, a clear look of surprise appeared on her face:

"Eh? Wu Siduo? What brings you here?" (End of Chapter)