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

Emperor Xu's voice carried a hint of certainty:
"The evidence is the core of the far north!"

"Even a powerful being like Huo Yuhao admitted at his peak that he dared not venture deep into the core of that area shrouded in extreme cold."

"This is enough to prove that the power contained within the Douluo Continent today already possesses the ability to, to a certain extent, contend with or even suppress God-King level beings!"

Xu Tiandi's gaze sharpened, as if piercing through the walls of the command center and glimpsing a deeper layer of the future:

"And what I need to do is to completely take control of this power!"

"As long as I can become the ruler of the Douluo Continent, recognized by the entire plane, and with the power and will of the entire plane..."

He paused for a moment, his voice not loud, but carrying an unwavering confidence and domineering air:
"A mere Abyss God King is nothing special."

The shadow guard's eyes widened, his heart pounding.

He finally understood the speaker's entire plan.

It turns out that the Speaker never placed all his hopes on external things or others. His true trump card was to become the spokesperson for this world and use the power of the entire plane to fight against external enemies.

"Seven days from now," Emperor Xu Tian said, his aura softening and regaining his usual composure, "I will give a public speech to the entire Eastern Continent in the central square of Sun and Moon City."

"The higher-ups are already aware of this matter."

His tone was slightly somber, carrying a hint of the expected coldness:

"The Green Skull organization has noticeably reduced its activities and slowed its offensive recently. I'm afraid they're planning the same thing, looking for an opportunity to assassinate me at the lecture."

"Your subordinates swear to protect the Speaker's safety with your lives!"

Without hesitation, the shadow guard knelt on one knee, his voice resolute.

"Of course I believe you."

Emperor Xu nodded slightly, but a gloomy look still lingered between his brows.

"What really troubles me is not the Green Skull organization's henchmen, but the goddess hiding behind them..."

He sighed:
"She is a true god-level powerhouse. Although we don't know how she avoided the plane suppression, her true strength is probably no less than Yun Ming, the number one person on the continent today, and may even be stronger."

"Her methods are unpredictable and impossible to guard against."

However, Emperor Xu immediately waved his hand, indicating that the shadow guards did not need to worry too much:
"However, I have my own means and arrangements to protect myself. If she really dares to take action herself, she may not come out on top. Don't worry."

He turned his gaze back to the strategy screen and waved his hand:
"If there's nothing else, you may leave now. As for Dragon Valley, since they are unharmed and seem to have made some gains, there's no need to worry too much. Just observe and see how things develop."

"Yes, Speaker!"

The shadow guard responded respectfully, his figure slowly merging into Emperor Xu's shadow, as if he had never been there.

……

Deep within Dragon Valley, in that unique, inherited illusionary realm constructed by Lu Jun.

"No."

"Or not."

"That won't work either! Are you a dragon or a pig? How can you be so stupid? You haven't improved at all!"

The tranquil lakeside illusion was gone, replaced by a desolate void ravaged by the continuous, uncontrolled explosions of energy. Gu Yuena, panting heavily, her silver hair disheveled and her face pale, floated in mid-air. She had just attempted once again to fuse the bloodlines of the Silver Dragon King and the Golden Dragon King under the harmonizing power of the Dragon God's Heart, and unsurprisingly, she had failed once more.

Before the turbulent energy flow had fully subsided, Lu Jun's disdainful and sarcastic comments rained down like cold rain.

He didn't even bother to lift a finger; with just a glance, an invisible force of rules swept over, instantly resetting Gu Yuena's unstable cultivation and bloodline state caused by the failure, returning her to the starting point before the initial attempt.

Gu Yuena had lost count of how many times she had failed.

At first, she could clearly count the number of times: one hundred, five hundred, one thousand...

Every failure is accompanied by the pain of backlash and a blow to one's confidence.

Later, the pain became numb, failure became the norm, and she even lost the ability to count.

Thousands of times?
Tens of thousands of times?
Perhaps more...

Time loses its meaning here; there are only countless cycles of trying and failing.

No matter how she adjusts the power ratio, guides the bloodline resonance, or uses the power of the Dragon God's Heart, the final result always points to the same end—power imbalance, attribute conflict, which ultimately triggers a terrifying energy rampage and complete loss of control.

She mechanically looked at Lu Jun not far away, who was still sitting with his legs crossed on a rocking chair that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, even holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, his eyes empty and numb.

"Tsk, you've squandered almost half of the power I left behind, and you can't even see a hint of success?"

Lu Jun put down his teacup, rested his chin on his hand, and looked Gu Yuena up and down with an extremely suspicious gaze before shaking his head.

"I now seriously suspect that your true form is not a dragon at all, but probably a pig in dragon skin? Your comprehension and control are simply appalling."

"You're the pig! Your whole family are pigs!!!"

The pent-up grievances, frustrations, and anger from being rejected countless times finally broke down Gu Yuena's rational defenses at this moment.

She screamed at the image that wasn't her, her voice trembling with sobs and desperate cries.

Having been repeatedly tormented by this AI with Lu Jun's face in such a venomous way, even the most resilient nerves could not withstand it.

Her confidence and pride were almost completely worn away in this seemingly endless cycle of failure.

“It’s no use cursing me,” Lu Jun picked at his ear, looking like a dead pig that doesn’t care about boiling water, his tone still nonchalant, “I’m not the real me, you can curse me all you want but he won’t hear me.”

Instead of wasting time cursing me, you should use your... well, maybe not-so-bright brain to think of a way to make those two unruly forces obediently merge.

"You...you can talk to me?!" Gu Yuena caught the unusualness in his words. Although Lu Jun was sarcastic before, it seemed more like he was executing a pre-set taunting program. But this sentence just now had a clear sense of response.

"Come on, let's continue, let's start, don't waste time." Lu Jun seemed not to hear her question, urging her on his own, reverting to that procedural tone.

"Can you talk to me? Answer me!"

Gu Yuena pressed on, unwilling to give up, trying to find a flaw in her story.

However, Lu Jun merely glanced at her lazily and did not respond further.

This dismissive attitude only adds fuel to the fire.

The anger mixed with her long-suppressed emotions, which instead ignited her inherent stubbornness and defiance.

Without further ado, almost solely relying on muscle memory and a fierce determination, she forcefully guided the two streams of bloodline power once more, charging headlong towards that seemingly impossible fusion. (End of Chapter)