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

High in the air, the airflow was calm, but Wu Siduo's body remained tense, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Lu Jun could clearly feel the emotional fluctuations emanating from her, a mixture of tension, hatred, and excitement.

He paused for a moment, then raised his hand and gently placed it on Wu Siduo's rounded and beautifully shaped shoulder.

A faint but extremely pure and peaceful stream of ice elemental soul power flowed through his palm and slowly into Wu Siduo's body.

This cool energy wasn't for attack or defense, but rather flowed through her meridians like a clear spring, stimulating her spirit, dispelling some of her fatigue, instantly clearing her mind, and seemingly relaxing her tense nerves a little.

Wu Siduo felt the warmth and cool, comfortable energy coming from her shoulder. Her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Lu Jun.

What came into her view was Lu Jun's handsome face, with an undisguised expression of worry.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something comforting, but in the end, all his words turned into a slightly clumsy, yet sincere sentence:
"Don't be too nervous, relax... everything will be alright."

He wasn't good at using fancy words to comfort people, but these simple words and the look in his eyes at that moment were more powerful than any promise.

As Wu Siduo looked at him, the turmoil in her heart seemed to be soothed somewhat by this peaceful power.

She nodded vigorously, letting out a soft "hmm" from her throat, then turned back to look into the distance, her eyes filled with an even stronger determination.

While flying on a sword may not seem fast, its speed far surpasses that of ordinary modes of transportation.

After about two hours, they had left the bustling area of ​​Sun and Moon City and the scenery below gradually became that of the suburbs, with rolling hills and lush forests.

The titled Douluo flying ahead suddenly lowered its altitude and descended towards a seemingly ordinary mountain valley below.

Lu Jun controlled the Ice Abyss Sword, followed closely behind, and landed smoothly.

The moment they landed, he naturally reached out and embraced Wu Siduo's slender, supple waist, helping her to stand lightly and steadily.

"My lord, it's just ahead."

The titled Douluo pointed to a seemingly unremarkable rock wall covered in vines and chuckled sheepishly:

"There is a very hidden mechanism behind this rock wall, which can only be triggered by a specific sequence of soul power fluctuations to open the entrance passage to the underground base."

Lu Jun nodded, indicating that he understood.

He did not act immediately, but calmly took out his soul communication device again.

The communicator screen was lit up, indicating that it was in a call.

He spoke into the communicator:

"Master, you heard what I just said, right? The location and how to enter."

On the other end of the communicator, a female voice, tinged with languor and magnetism yet undeniably charming, immediately came through—it was Leng Yulai.

"I heard you, I heard you, little Junjun~"

"We've been keeping track of your signal. We'll be there soon, and we expect to arrive in one minute."

Leng Yulai's voice carried a hint of amusement, but then her tone shifted, revealing obvious dissatisfaction and mockery:

"But speaking of which, when are you going to change how you address me? Stop calling me 'Master Aunt' all the time, it sounds so distant!"

"Wouldn't it be better to just call me by my name? Like... Yu Lai or something~"

"Tsk, anyone who didn't know better would think we were complete strangers." "Uh, well..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun's face immediately showed a hint of embarrassment and shame. He always found it difficult to handle Leng Yulai's unpredictable personality.

However, Leng Yulai's offensive wasn't over yet; she continued with a shocking remark:

"Hehe, if all else fails... you can just call me 'wife'~"

"I won't mind, sister!"

After he finished speaking, Leng Yulai burst into a cheerful and teasing laugh from the other end of the communicator, clearly enjoying teasing Lu Jun.

Lu Jun: "…………"

He held the communicator, his face showing a speechless, questioning expression.

Leng Yulai, that guy, really never misses an opportunity to tease him!
I'll have to teach her a lesson she won't forget when I get the chance, so she'll realize her mistake.

A moment later, a subtle yet undeniable energy fluctuation came from the distant horizon.

Immediately afterwards, several streaks of light pierced through the air and landed precisely in the mountain hollow where Lu Jun and the others were.

It was a team sent by the Spirit Pagoda, and their lineup was truly impressive.

What made Lu Jun's gaze even more fixed was that, almost exactly as he had guessed, the figure at the very front of the group, exuding a faint, chilling aura as if from the depths of the abyss, was none other than Harosa.

Harosa exuded a cold and deathly aura, sending chills down one's spine.

He followed the Spirit Pagoda team to the scene and met up with Lu Jun. Although he still had a cold face, like an unyielding ice, when his eyes met Lu Jun, the coldness that kept people at a distance seemed to subside and soften a bit. He nodded slightly to Lu Jun as a greeting.

In contrast, Leng Yulai appeared much more enthusiastic and outgoing.

Like a leaping flame, she burst out of the group, completely ignoring everyone else present, and generously opened her arms to give Lu Jun a solid hug, expressing her warm greeting through her actions.

"Little Junjun~ I missed you so much!!"

She smiled and chatted, not satisfied with just the hug. She reached out her slender hand and pinched Lu Jun's incredibly soft cheek without any hesitation. The smooth and supple touch made her reluctant to let go, as if she were playing with a beloved toy.

Lu Jun: "..."

He was somewhat embarrassed by Leng Yulai's sudden intimate gesture, a barely perceptible blush rising to his face. Ultimately, he reluctantly and gently pushed her away slightly, whispering:
"The important matter comes first..."

Leng Yulai reluctantly withdrew her hand, but her eyes remained fixed on Lu Jun, filled with undisguised affection and teasing.

Lu Jun composed himself, turned his gaze to the deep-voiced Harosa, and spoke with a hint of emotion:
"Harosa, I didn't expect Tari to take this matter so seriously, that he actually asked you to handle it personally."

Harosa's voice at that moment sounded like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing together:

"It's alright. My presence here today saves you the trouble of doing anything. It's most appropriate for me to handle this kind of internal cleanup."

Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed in Lu Jun's eyes:
"You mean... you don't want me involved in handling Zhang Geyang's case? Why?"

Harosa's gaze seemed to sweep over Lu Jun, his tone carrying an undeniable certainty:

"Your Excellency, do you remember when you first broke through to the Soul Saint realm, weren't you forced to use your Martial Soul True Body once in Shrek City?" (End of Chapter)