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

Behind Xu Tiandi followed several high-ranking federal officials, whose expressions were far more complex, a mixture of shock, anger, fear, and disbelief.

One of the military officers, who was somewhat short-tempered, couldn't help but step forward, pointing to the devastation around them that resembled a meteorite impact, and sternly questioned Lu Jun:
"Lu Jun, what do you mean by this? Why did you take such drastic action against the Qian Gu family, causing such a huge commotion in Mingdu, the federal capital? Do you have any respect for federal law?!"

Faced with the questioning, Lu Jun didn't even flinch; he simply spoke calmly, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"There's nothing special about it. I'm just here to ask the Qian Gu family for some compensation."

The fact that the federal government was able to react so quickly and arrive at the scene suggests that they had been closely monitoring his movements.

Therefore, Lu Jun was not surprised at all.

"Compensation? What compensation?"

This unexpected statement stunned the federal officials present, their faces filled with astonishment and confusion.

Just then, a violent cough and spitting blood sound came from the human-shaped hole.

Qian Gu Dongfeng and his son Qian Gu Die Ting struggled to climb out of the deep pit, looking utterly disheveled.

They looked utterly miserable, their clothes tattered and covered in mud and congealed blood, almost like two blood-soaked figures. Their breath was extremely weak, and they had lost all trace of their usual dignity and bearing.

As soon as the ancient east wind appeared, it grasped at it like a lifeline, its eyes fixed on Emperor Xu, its voice hoarse and tearful as it accused him:

"Speaker Xu, fellow councilors, did you see that? This Mr. Lu... how cruel, domineering, and unreasonable he is!"

"Without any explanation, they attacked my Qian Gu family, destroyed my foundation, and injured my people. Even my father and I were seriously injured in a sneak attack. The wounds on our bodies are the best proof of this. We beg the Federation to do justice for us!"

He emphasized the word "sneak attack" heavily, trying to save face.

However, Emperor Xu remained silent, tapping his cane lightly on the ground, his gaze deep and unreadable, as if he were merely a calm observer.

Lu Jun then turned his gaze to the pitiful father and son, his tone remaining calm:
“Originally, it would have been fine if your Qian Gu family could have peacefully remained the tower masters of your Spirit Transmission Tower, and we could have coexisted without incident.”

"However, it's one thing for you to have some friction with the Leng family in order to keep your ridiculous status and power, but you even dared to join forces to injure my teacher."

His voice gradually turned cold, his gaze piercing Qian Gu Die Ting like an icy blade:
"What's even more despicable is that you old bastard deliberately left your domineering soul power, which you used to fight against heaven and earth, inside my teacher's body. Like a malignant sore, it keeps eroding her, intending to cripple her cultivation and ruin her path to becoming a Soul Master."

"How should we calculate the compensation we owe for this debt?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled federal high-ranking officials, his voice rising slightly, carrying a hint of candor and disdain:

“I, Lu Jun, have never been the kind of person who cares most about empty titles and positions.”

"Even though rumors circulate that, given my achievements and abilities, I am indeed qualified to serve as the Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, I can swear to the heavens today, and even on my own martial spirit—"

"I have never intended to suppress your Qian Gu family, nor have I ever plotted to seize the position of Tower Master under Qian Gu Dongfeng."

I swear by my martial spirit!
For Soul Masters, this is the most solemn and inviolable oath, closely related to their own cultivation foundation, and almost no one dares to lie about it.

Upon hearing Lu Jun make such a solemn vow, Qian Gu Dongfeng and the others' faces instantly turned extremely pale, alternating between ashen and ashen.

They were used to playing tricks and schemes, but they didn't expect Lu Jun to be so unconventional, bringing things to the table and even using the most ruthless oath.

And the fact that he dared to say that means he probably really didn't have that intention before...

Doesn't that mean that all the previous suppression, precautions, and even the act of injuring Leng Yaozhu by the Qian Gu family were just wishful thinking and a joke of deliberate provocation? Lu Jun didn't give them time to process this information, and continued, his tone laced with a cold sarcasm:

"However, even so, you are still afraid of being too powerful and have chosen to target the people around me."

"Then, you taught me another lesson through your actions—"

His gaze suddenly sharpened like a knife, sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on the deathly pale face of Qian Gu Dongfeng:
"In this world, if you are not ruthless enough and do not firmly grasp enough power and authority in your own hands, then you and the people you care about will never have true security."

"therefore--"

Lu Jun's voice was like thunder, exploding in the silent manor and clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

"I, Lu Jun, here today, in front of all those present, formally challenge the Qian Gu Family!"

He stretched out his finger, pointing directly at the eternal east wind:

"I want you to immediately and voluntarily relinquish your positions as tower masters of the Spirit Pagoda, return to the Spirit Pagoda headquarters, convene a supreme meeting, and complete the transfer of tower master authority in front of all elders and spirit messengers."

Before anyone could react to this sudden coercion, Lu Jun dropped an even more bombshell decision:
"As for the next new master of the Spirit Pagoda—"

He paused, his tone resolute and brooking no argument.

"I propose that Leng Yaozhu take charge of the Spirit Pagoda and become its new master!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was shocking.

Not only were the members of the Qian Gu family stunned as if struck by lightning, but even the high-ranking officials of the Federation, including the ever-silent Emperor Xu Tian, ​​showed a hint of undisguised astonishment in their eyes.

Should Leng Yaozhu be appointed as the tower master?

This is tantamount to uprooting an ancient family that has been passed down for thousands of years from the core of power in the Spirit Pagoda.

"Impossible! You can't even dream about it!!"

As if its most painful tail had been stepped on, Qian Gu Dong Feng, disregarding its severe injuries, roared hoarsely, its eyes filled with bloodshot veins and madness.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jun's gaze fell on him.

There were no unnecessary movements, just a glance.

"boom--"

A massive, mountain-like, and condensed spiritual force crashed down, like an invisible giant hand slamming down on Qian Gu Dong Feng.

His body, which had just stood up, was unable to put up any resistance before being slammed back to the ground by the immense force. He was pressed tightly against the cold, broken ground as if embedded in it, his cheeks rubbing against the rough stone slabs, drawing blood.

"You don't agree?"

Lu Jun looked down at him with a gaze so calm it sent chills down one's spine, as if he were looking at an insignificant insect.

"If you're not happy, then you'll have to take it." (End of Chapter)