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

Qian Gu Dongfeng stared intently at Lu Jun, his voice hoarse and trembling from his injuries:
"You...are you serious? You mean it? You'll keep your word? Just until the Abyss War ends?"

Lu Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes open and honest, carrying the unwavering confidence unique to a strong person:

"I, Lu Jun, will never change my name or surname. I mean what I say, and heaven and earth bear witness to my word."

"The day the war ends will be the day your Qian Gu family regains its freedom. At that time, whether you are dragons or worms will be none of my business."

Qian Gu Dongfeng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if trying to expel all the humiliation, anger and hesitation from his chest.

He glanced at his father, Qian Gu Dieting, whose eyes also held a complex expression, yet a hint of survival instinct. Finally, as if using all his remaining strength, he nodded heavily.
“Very well, I… Qian Gu Dong Feng, in the name of the Qian Gu family patriarch… agree to this compensation!”

"Wise choice."

Lu Jun nodded slightly.

He said no more, raised his right hand, and gathered his soul power at his fingertips, moving it rapidly through the air.

Streaks of icy blue light intertwined and outlined each other as if they were alive, quickly forming a contract document that shone with the radiance of laws, clearly listing all the terms that had just been agreed upon:
The Qian Gu family will provide the Leng family with 10% of their total revenue in resources every year until the Abyss Plane War ends completely, at which point the contract will automatically expire.

The contract took shape, emanating a binding force, and hovered in mid-air.

"With your blood, sign your real name."

Lu Jun said calmly.

Qian Gu Dongfeng struggled, using his still-functioning fingers to force out a drop of essence blood containing the aura of his own bloodline and soul power. With a flick of his finger, the drop of blood landed precisely at the signature at the end of the contract.

At the same time, he focused his spirit and used his own will to imprint the four invisible soul marks of the eternal East Wind on his bloodline.

The moment the essence and soul imprint merged into the contract, the entire document shone brightly, then slowly subsided, transforming into a stream of light that split in two. One stream shot into Qian Gu Dong Feng's brow, while the other disappeared into Lu Jun's fingertip.

An invisible law seemed to ripple slightly between heaven and earth, witnessing the establishment of this contract.

Qian Gu Dongfeng carefully sensed the new contract binding his soul. After confirming that the contents were correct and there were no hidden traps, his tense mind relaxed slightly, but what followed was a deeper sense of exhaustion and humiliation.

"That's the end of it."

Lu Jun withdrew his finger as if he had done something completely ordinary.

He turned his gaze to the Federation members who had been observing quietly from the sidelines, especially Xu Tiandi, who was leading them, and his tone returned to normal:

"Fellow members of the Federation, now that you've seen the show, are you still going to stay here?"

The federal high command exchanged glances, and finally all turned their attention to Emperor Xu, awaiting his decision.

Xu Tiandi gazed intently at Lu Jun, his metal cane tapping lightly on the ground with a crisp sound. He spoke slowly, his voice steady:

"Mr. Lu, the change of ownership of the Spirit Pagoda is a matter of great importance, and there are still many details that need to be coordinated with the Federation. How about we schedule a time to discuss this in detail in the conference hall of the Federation headquarters?"

Lu Jun and Xu Tiandi exchanged glances and instantly understood each other's intentions.

On the surface, they were discussing the details of the Spirit Pagoda changing hands...

But in reality, at this point, everyone already knew the truth. Lu Jun thought for a moment and then gave his response:
“Okay. I’ll be there on time at the Federal Headquarters in seven days.”

"Okay, see you at Federal Headquarters in seven days."

Emperor Xu nodded, said no more, and turned to leave decisively, surrounded by a group of high-ranking officials and guards.

As the Federation members disappeared from sight, Lu Jun dusted off non-existent dust from his clothes, as if he had only completed a simple visit.

He glanced one last time at the Qian Gu father and son, who were slumped in the ruins like stray dogs, and the pale-faced members of the Qian Gu family, and said nothing more.

From this moment on, the position of the Tower Master of the Spirit Transmission Tower, which has stood at the pinnacle of power on the continent for ten thousand years, officially changed hands.

The era belonging to the ancient family came to an end on this day, amidst the darkness before dawn and the dust of the ruins.

With the matter settled, Lu Jun did not linger on the ruins of the Qian Gu family.

He turned to Harosa, who stood silently beside him like a shadow, and gave the order:

"Harosa, for the next period of time, you will stay at the Qian Gu family and keep an eye on them to prevent any resentment from causing any unnecessary trouble."

"By the way..."

His gaze swept meaningfully over the mess.

"Also keep an eye on their progress in reviving Huo Yuhao, and see where they are at."

Upon hearing this, Harosa's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately understood Lu Jun's deeper intention.

It was both surveillance and pressure, while simultaneously ensuring that the crucial artificial god plan to resurrect Huo Yuhao would not slip out of control.

He bowed slightly, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of pleasure:
"I will obey your orders. Surveillance and investigation are my forte, and I am more than happy to do so."

Having given his instructions, Lu Jun said no more. With a flicker, he transformed into an elusive streak of light and vanished into the distant horizon in an instant, leaving only Harosa, like an ancient statue of death, guarding the manor that had just undergone a dramatic change.

Qian Gu Dongfeng and Qian Gu Die Ting watched Lu Jun leave, and before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, they discovered that the terrifying Hades Douluo Harosa had stayed behind.

The father and son looked at each other, and deep in their eyes, a strong sense of fear and unease emerged.

They knew all too well how terrifying this Hades Douluo, who was once on par with Yun Ming and whose strength was unfathomable, was.

With him in charge, the Qian Gu family was like a wild horse with reins in, making it difficult for them to make any further moves.

However, what chilled them to the bone and filled them with despair, even more than Harosa's surveillance, was Lu Jun's terrifying strength, which was completely incomprehensible to them.

In the blink of an eye, he could toy with two quasi-god level Limit Douluos like children, crushing them without any chance to fight back.

If the other party truly intended to kill, the father and son would probably already be two cold corpses, or even, as Lu Jun said, transformed into ice puppets under his control.

Could it be that... Lu Jun's strength has transcended the boundaries of the mortal realm and reached the legendary level 100 god realm, which has not appeared in the world for ten thousand years?
Qian Gu Die Ting lay paralyzed in the ruins, gazing at the gray sky, and let out a long and bitter sigh.

Even though he had vaguely touched the threshold of level 100 and gained the qualification to break through thanks to the opportunity brought by the planet's evolution, after witnessing Lu Jun's immeasurable power, which was like an abyss, the flame of hope that had just been ignited in his heart was completely extinguished, leaving only a sense of awe and powerlessness. (End of this chapter)