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

"you--!"

Hyotei was so angry at his sophistry that her cheeks instantly turned red, brighter than the rising sun, and even the tips of her ears turned pink.

She was filled with shame and anger, and almost jumped up:

"I am now a level 100 deity, level 100! And I have long since condensed a divine body!"

"Its shape and weight are determined at will! It's no different from a human!"

"Besides, even if it was a soul beast before, it's still your soul spirit now! How can you say that!"

What she said was indeed the truth.

After becoming Lu Jun's soul, their fates became intertwined, their cultivation levels were shared, and they achieved mutual success.

As Lu Jun made rapid progress, they also received unimaginable support and growth.

Now that Lu Jun has reached the Limit Douluo level, they have also steadily stepped into the hundred-level God Realm, condensed their own divine bodies, and have long since broken away from the category of pure soul beasts.

"...Okay, okay, you're as light as a feather, I must have been mistaken."

Seeing that Hyotei was about to explode, Lu Jun wisely chose not to continue this dangerous topic and tried to push her.

"Get up quickly, or I'm going to be suffocated by your weight."

Hyotei snorted, but instead of getting up, she seemed to want to prove something, and sank down even further, almost lying completely on top of Lu Jun, with only a thin blanket between them.

She tilted her chin up, a hint of smugness in her eyes:

"Can't breathe? If I can crush you to death, that'll be a feat I can accomplish, something that will go down in history!"

As she spoke, she seemed to be having a great time. Her eyes darted around, and suddenly she lifted a corner of the blanket. With the agility of a fish, she slipped inside in a flash. Her soft, fragrant, and curvaceous body pressed tightly against him, and her arms wrapped around Lu Jun's waist.

"Hyotei, you..."

Lu Jun's body stiffened. He was already a little sensitive in the early morning, and he was caught off guard by Hyotei's bold and intimate actions.

The girl's soft body, even through the thin fabric, exuded an astonishing heat and elasticity. Her unique cool fragrance, mixed with the warm scent of someone just awakened, permeated his nostrils, assaulting his reason.

Hyotei seemed quite pleased with his reaction, a sly and provocative glint in her blue eyes. Instead of letting go, she pressed even closer, even rubbing against him deliberately.

She breathed hot air into his ear, her voice soft and seductive:
"What? Didn't you think I was too heavy? What about now?"

Lu Jun felt a surge of heat rise up and quickly spread throughout his body.

After three consecutive days of mental and physical exhaustion, the complete relaxation at this moment seems to have revived a certain suppressed primal instinct along with the abundant energy.

Hyotei's almost blatant provocation and teasing instantly ignited the fuse.

The string of reason was stretched to its limit by the intense heat and the soft touch, and then... snapped.

"...You asked for this."

Lu Jun's voice suddenly became low and hoarse, carrying a suppressed desire and a hint of danger.

Without further hesitation, he flipped over and easily pinned the prey who had willingly offered herself to him beneath him. He tightened his arms, trapping her firmly in his embrace, and lowered his head to silence her slightly parted lips that still wanted to say something.

"Well……!"

Hyotei let out a short gasp, her beautiful eyes widening instantly, seemingly not expecting his reaction to be so direct and intense.

But her shock was quickly replaced by a more intense emotion. She struggled only symbolically for a moment before closing her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck, and responding awkwardly yet passionately. Morning light peeked through the gaps in the curtains, stealthily observing the suddenly warming air in the room.

The clothes were impatiently removed and scattered all over the floor.

Low, labored breathing mingled with soft, muffled sobs, and the bed creaked under the weight of the pressure.

An unexpected incident stemming from a morning wake-up service quickly escalated into a clash of the most primal and intense emotions and desires.

The clash between ice crystals, the battle between reason and instinct, unfolded fiercely in the morning light, a fierce and inseparable spectacle.

……

Time slipped by quietly, and the sun gradually rose higher.

When Lu Jun, feeling refreshed and invigorated, changed his clothes and opened the door, it was already close to noon.

In the living room, Xue Di was sitting on the sofa, quietly reading an ancient book, her silver hair falling down, her profile serene.

Tang Wutong sat on the other side, looking at a historical document, but her eyes were unfocused, clearly not paying attention.

Hearing the door open, the two of them looked up at the same time.

Xue Di's gaze lingered on Lu Jun's face for a moment, then swept over the subtle atmosphere that had not yet completely dissipated in the room behind him. Two very faint blushes quickly rose on her cool face. She shifted her gaze somewhat unnaturally and turned her attention back to the pages of the book in her hands, but her fingers paused slightly as she turned the pages.

Tang Wutong's reaction was much more direct.

She first glanced at Lu Jun subconsciously, then seemed to remember something, and her light blue cheeks suddenly turned bright red, like a ripe apple, the redness spreading all the way to her ears and neck.

She hurriedly lowered her head, burying her face almost in the files in her hands, her small earlobes turning bright red as if they were about to bleed.

These two guys actually... actually stayed in the room for the entire morning!

In broad daylight, the sky is bright!
And all of this happened in front of everyone in the villa...

Absolutely...absolutely shameless!
She was internally ranting and raving, her heart pounding. She felt incredibly embarrassed, yet also a strange mix of indescribable shame and something she didn't want to delve into.

Lu Jun, however, acted as if nothing had happened. Meeting their strange gazes, he walked naturally to the living room, poured himself a glass of water, drank it down, and then looked at Xue Di and Tang Wutong, his tone as usual:

"Good morning... oh, I should say noon. Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."

Tang Wutong: "..."

How could he ask such a question so calmly?!
Seemingly sensing Tang Wutong's thoughts, Lu Jun turned his gaze away from the kitchen and onto the pink-haired deity sitting quietly on the other side of the sofa, looking somewhat uneasy.

"It seems you haven't had time to prepare any food yet."

Lu Jun spoke in a flat tone, with a sense of entitlement in his voice.

“That’s perfect. Tang Wutong, go and contact the Spirit Pagoda and have them prepare lunch and send it over. The quality… should be the highest standard.”

Tang Wutong's light blue eyelashes trembled, her beautiful face froze for a moment, and her lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Are you treating me like an errand boy again?

I am the goddess of beauty!
A first-level deity!
She protested silently in her heart, but when she met Lu Jun's calm and unwavering eyes that seemed to see through everything, and felt the faint, cool sensation from the mark in her body, all her reluctance could only turn into a silent sigh.

"……it is good."

She lowered her eyes, responded softly, and turned to head towards the Spirit Pagoda to contact the chef there. (End of Chapter)