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

When discussing Gu Yuena's misdeeds, Lu Jun suddenly remembered something he had temporarily put aside.

He turned to Wu Siduo, who was smiling with her lips pursed, his tone tinged with apology and a sudden realization:
"Oh right, Wu Siduo, look at my memory, I almost forgot the important thing. Since I have some free time now, let me give you something first."

"Huh? You're...you're giving me something?"

Faced with Lu Jun's sudden and unexpected gift, Wu Siduo was at a loss for words. The blush that had just faded from her fair face reappeared, and her eyes held a hint of confusion and a faint expectation.

As he spoke, Lu Jun's thoughts stirred slightly, and the Ice Abyss Sword, which was entirely ice-blue and exuded a chilling aura, floated in front of him out of thin air.

He extended two fingers and precisely tapped a seemingly inconspicuous spot on the blade, removing a small, translucent blue ice block about the size of a fingernail, with what appeared to be flowing icy mist inside.

After the ice block left the body, the sword flashed slightly before returning to its original state, as if it had never been missing.

Lu Jun placed the small ice block containing the ultimate ice element in his palm. With a slight circulation of his soul power, the ice block, enveloped in his warm palm and skillfully sculpted by his soul power, began to soften and deform as if it had come to life.

In the blink of an eye, he magically transformed it into an exquisitely designed, smooth-lined ice-blue hair clip.

The cartoon character was cool to the touch, radiating a soft glow, with tiny, stardust-like ice crystals condensed at its edges, making it so beautiful it seemed otherworldly.

"You can wear this hair clip on your head."

Lu Jun gently handed the unique ice-blue hair clip in his hand to Wu Siduo and explained.

"It contains a trace of my primordial power. At crucial moments, it can automatically activate to form a shield to protect you, or you can actively guide it to release a powerful ice-attribute attack."

"Moreover, through it, I can clearly sense your exact location coordinates no matter how far apart we are."

"In case you encounter any danger that you cannot handle, I can locate you immediately and come to your aid as soon as possible."

Listening to Lu Jun's explanation, especially the last sentence about coming to help as soon as possible, Wu Siduo immediately realized the deeper meaning behind the gift.

This is not just a powerful talisman, but also a weighty concern and promise, a silent declaration of protection.

Upon realizing this, Wu Siduo's pretty face instantly turned as red as the sunset, her heart filled with immense sweetness and emotion.

She nodded gently, extended her slightly trembling hand, and carefully took the ice-blue hair clip from Lu Jun's hand as if it were a rare treasure.

The moment her fingertips touched the hair clip, a familiar, cool scent belonging to Lu Jun wafted from her fingertips, making her feel incredibly at ease.

"Thank you~"

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet it carried an irresistible sweetness.

After clutching the hair clip tightly in her hand, she suddenly mustered her courage, quickly wrapped her arms around Lu Jun's neck, and then, standing on tiptoe, pressed her red lips onto Lu Jun's lips again with lightning speed.

She left a brief but grateful and affectionate kiss, then quickly retreated like a startled deer, head down, her ears burning red.

Di Yue, who was standing to the side, watched the whole process of Lu Jun giving gifts, explaining, and Wu Siduo's shy yet bold response.

A hint of obvious envy flickered in her crimson eyes. She couldn't help but step forward, tug at Lu Jun's sleeve, and complain in a coquettish tone:
"What about me? What about me? Mr. Lu, you can't show favoritism!"

She counted on her fingers, looking very aggrieved:

"We've known each other for quite a while now, haven't we? We've even worked together several times, but I've never received a gift from you before!"

"Not even a little trinket! That's so stingy of you!" Faced with Di Yue's half-serious, half-whispering complaint and coquettishness, Lu Jun was at a loss for words and helplessly explained:

"Well... because of that..."

He tried to find a reason, such as not having thought of it before, or not having found a suitable opportunity.

However, Di Yue completely ignored his feeble explanation, interrupting him directly and unleashing her charm as an imperial mythical beast—a charm that was both domineering and adorable—by shaking his arm:

"I don't care! Little Duo got a gift, I want one too! You can't be biased! Hurry up and think of something to give me!"

After being subjected to her unreasonable and irrational behavior, Lu Jun could only smile wryly and surrender.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a gift too, alright?"

"Stop shaking me, or my arm will break."

After agreeing, Lu Jun stroked his chin and began to seriously consider what to give Di Yue.

His gaze swept over Di Yue's entire body, finally settling on her usual weapon. Having made up his mind, he asked:
"Di Yue, what kind of weapon do you usually use?"

Seeing that Lu Jun had agreed, Di Yue immediately beamed with joy and, after thinking carefully, replied:
"It's a level 10 melee soul tool, one of the masterpieces of the Federation's highest soul tool technology. Look, it's my golden gun."

As she spoke, she flipped her wrist, and a magnificent spear, shimmering with brilliant gold and radiating a fiery and sacred aura, appeared in her hand.

The spear has beautiful lines, with complex runes engraved on its body, and its tip gleams coldly; it is clearly no ordinary weapon.

Lu Jun took the spear and examined it carefully. It felt heavy in his hand, and he could clearly feel the immense energy and exquisite soul-guiding structure contained within it.

He nodded, expressing his sincere approval:

"Indeed, it is a top-tier soul tool. It seems that the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda value you highly. Although your cultivation level is not high, they are willing to equip you with this top-tier soul tool. The level of protection is probably no less than that of Xu Tiandi, the Federation Speaker."

As he spoke, he habitually raised his hand and gently ruffled Di Yue's long golden hair. The smooth and silky texture of the hair was indeed quite wonderful.

"of course!"

Speaking of this, Di Yue was quite proud. She raised her delicate, fair chin and said smugly.

"This is a special treatment I only receive!"

"Then, I'll give you this gift. I believe that having this gift to protect you will be helpful in your upcoming mission."

Having decided what to give, Lu Jun smiled knowingly.

He used the same trick again, carefully prying off a slightly larger, more concentrated piece of dark blue ice from another part of the Ice Abyss Sword.

Ice Abyss Sword: "..."

If the Ice Abyss Sword had self-awareness, it would definitely be furiously complaining that its unscrupulous master was treating it like a renewable source of wool.

If they keep ripping it off like this, sooner or later the entire sword will be stripped bare, turning it from a divine artifact into scrap metal! (End of Chapter)