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

"Ugh... Lord... save me..."

Hyotei's eyes rolled back as he was being pinched, and he looked to Gu Yuena for help.

However, Gu Yuena was also shocked at this moment, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the Snow Empress, who was filled with shame and indignation, and the Ice Empress, who was struggling desperately.

"Snow Emperor, you...you actually..." Gu Yuena's tone was filled with disbelief.

"No! That's not how it is! My lord, please let me explain..."

Feeling Gu Yuena's gaze that seemed to penetrate her soul, Xue Di was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. She quickly released her grip on Bing Di's hand and covered her burning cheeks with both hands, her voice barely audible and tinged with tears.

Seeing the Snow Empress, usually so aloof and proud like a snow lotus on an iceberg, revealing such a girlish side, Gu Yuena suppressed her laughter and nodded with feigned seriousness:
"I never expected this... Snow Empress, you seem so cold, but you're actually... so warm in private?"

Snow Emperor: "…………"

She was completely speechless and just wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Oh, forget it."

Gu Yuena watched the playful Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor, who was practically fuming with embarrassment. She sighed resignedly, sat back down on the sofa, raised a hand to her smooth forehead, and spoke with a mixture of helplessness and amusement.
"Looking at it this way, it seems like all of us... have been more or less attracted to that Lu Jun guy? That's really strange, what kind of magic does he have? Is he some kind of walking succubus?"

Hyotei and Yukiteri exchanged a glance, both seeing the same confusion in each other's eyes, and then tentatively answered in unison:

"Probably...right?"

Hyotei added mischievously, shifting the blame back to Gu Yuena:

"After all, even someone as noble as you, my lord, wasn't it... given away so easily?"

Gu Yuena was momentarily speechless, coughed awkwardly a few times, and blushed slightly.
"I...I don't know either! At first, I just wanted to win him over and make him a powerful ally in our soul beast revival, but who knew...who knew I would end up losing myself in the process!"

"And you two are such a handful..."

She shook her head helplessly, thought about it carefully, and her tone became somewhat strange:
"Come to think of it, it seems... it wasn't Lu Jun who actively tried to win us over, was it? Rather, it's more like we were all unknowingly... won over by him?"

"Okay, it seems... that's really the case."

Hyotei couldn't help but nod in agreement. Then, as if she had remembered something, she patted her chest and showed a relieved expression.

"Fortunately, our little imperial beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion Di Yue, is still safe and sound and has not been harmed by that humanoid succubus!"

"call……"

Upon hearing this, the three stunning women in the living room all smiled knowingly, with a hint of relief.

Fortunately fortunately.

The last sanctuary belonging to the soul beasts has finally been preserved.

Just as Gu Yuena, Bingdi, and Xuedi were secretly relieved that the Imperial Beast had escaped disaster, and the atmosphere in the living room had just begun to ease—

"what--!!!"

A piercing, distorted scream, filled with extreme pain, suddenly came from the basement, shattering the tranquility of the villa like a cold awl.

The voice belonged to Tang Wutong. The Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor were both startled, their faces showing confusion.

"What happened?" Hyotei instinctively looked towards the basement entrance.

Gu Yuena frowned slightly, lowered her hand from her forehead, stood up, and a hint of understanding and impatience flashed in her cool eyes:
"It's that woman's voice. I'll go see what she's up to now, or... maybe the Ice Abyss Sword left behind by Lu Jun is working."

Seeing this, the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor were also intrigued. They exchanged a glance and followed Gu Yuena toward the underground chamber where Tang Wutong was imprisoned.

Gu Yuena pushed open the heavy, soundproof door, letting in dim light from inside the secret room, accompanied by a faint smell of blood and fluctuations of divine power.

The three women's eyes were instantly drawn to the scene inside the room.

In the center of the secret chamber, Tang Wutong's condition was even more miserable than before. Her limbs were still firmly bound by the special chains engraved with cold runes, stretched into a humiliating posture, her whole body like a swan nailed to an altar, limp and powerless on the cold ground.

The once magnificent dress was now tattered and stained with dirt and congealed golden bloodstains.

The most striking feature was the Ice Abyss Sword, still deeply embedded in her abdomen.

The longsword, which was crystal clear and exuded a chilling aura, seemed to come alive at this moment. Its blade was shining with a brilliant yet cold ice-blue light, flickering like breathing.

It's not just drawing divine power; it's more like actively feeding.

The sword trembled slightly, and with a slow but resolute force, it penetrated a little deeper into Tang Wutong's body, causing the chains to make a series of soft clanging sounds.

Intense pain ensued, as if the very soul was being frozen and torn apart inch by inch by this extreme cold and devouring power.

Tang Wutong's delicate body convulsed violently, her beautiful neck arched back, revealing its fragile lines. Golden blood, imbued with a sacred aura, continuously spilled from her mouth, dripping down her pale chin and spreading into a small, shocking patch of gold on the ground beneath her.

Her once bright and sparkling pink-blue eyes were now only filled with a vacant look and endless pain, making her look so pitiful and broken, as if she had been cruelly ravaged.

The icy blue light intertwined with the golden divine blood, creating a bizarre and cruel scene.

"...This is a bit pitiful."

Looking at Tang Wutong's miserable state, especially with the ice sword deep in her abdomen continuing to cause further damage, Hyotei couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

A hint of pity flashed in her eyes. After all, as a woman herself, witnessing such prolonged torture inevitably stirred feelings of compassion.

"Being locked up here and suffering all this is her own fault."

Xue Di's voice remained cold and calm, like unyielding ice. She gently shook her head and analyzed the situation rationally.

"She supported the Green Skull in committing atrocities and became an enemy of the Federation. Being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself. This is hardly pitiful, Bing'er."

Hyotei thought for a moment, quickly shook off that unnecessary sympathy, and nodded in agreement:

"That's true. They have different stances, there's nothing to pity about."

The sudden light and sound in the secret room startled Tang Wutong, who was in extreme pain.

She slowly and laboriously raised her head, her messy, light blue hair clinging to her sweat-dampened, blood-stained cheeks.

With difficulty, his unfocused gaze sharpened, and he made out the three figures at the doorway, especially Gu Yuena, who was in the lead. (End of Chapter)