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

Chapter 17 Hyotei Adapts to the New Era
Thinking of this, Lu Jun's Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.

"What? Not welcome?" Leng Yulai glanced at him with a half-smile. "Or is there something you're hiding in your room that you don't want anyone to see?"

"Of course not!" Lu Jun hurriedly waved his hand, cold sweat already seeping from his back.

“I understand. Soul Masters mature earlier than ordinary people. You’re all grown up now, so I can understand you doing things secretly in your room.”

Lu Jun's expression immediately became somewhat unnatural:

"Your Majesty, I would never do such strange things."

“Call me Master Aunt.” Leng Yulai glanced at him. “A disciple that my sister takes in is naturally also my disciple.”

Lu Jun had no choice but to say:
"Greetings, Auntie."

"Ah."

Leng Yulai nodded in satisfaction.

Then, in front of Lu Jun, she gently placed her fingers on the edge of the mask, and with a soft "click," the mask fell off.

In that instant, Lu Jun witnessed a stunningly beautiful face that bore an almost uncanny resemblance to Leng Yaozhu.

Unlike Leng Yaozhu's noble demeanor, Leng Yulai possessed a touch of devilish charm, with snow-white skin, a high nose bridge, and exquisitely beautiful features.

She raised her hand to untie the hairpin, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Immediately afterwards, her armor began to recede as if it were alive, revealing her form-fitting clothing underneath.

This made Lu Jun unconsciously hold his breath and quickly lower his head.

what the hell.

She really doesn't try to avoid suspicion at all.

Back home, Leng Yulai completely relaxed and stretched:
"I'm going to rest now. If anything happens, remember to call me from next door."

"Yes, Aunt."

Lu Jun maintained his composure, knowing it was getting late and he needed to return to his room for meditation.

His soul has successfully ascended to the thousand-year level, and he is now a thirty-first-level Soul Venerable.

Back on the bed, Lu Jun sat cross-legged, but after only a short time of cultivation, he looked helpless.

Oh no, the debuff from the ultimate attribute has taken effect.

Between levels 30 and 70, the cultivation speed of a martial soul with the ultimate attributes is extremely slow.

On the contrary, his cultivation speed increased dramatically after breaking through level 70, and his soul power became even purer.

However, in return, they gained stronger combat power.

If a Soul Master of the Super Douluo level possesses ultimate attributes, they can rival a Limit Douluo, and a Limit Douluo's Soul Master combat power is enough to rival that of a demigod.

It can be said that a martial soul with extreme attributes has both advantages and disadvantages.

They might have been killed before they were fully developed.

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long. It seems I need to cultivate even harder." Lu Jun became even more determined.

After all, the Tang Clan has their eyes on him now. If he doesn't become stronger, wouldn't he be at their mercy?

Moreover, there are many potential crises to come.

Therefore, Lu Jun began to focus on cultivation.

After cultivating until midnight, Lu Jun subconsciously woke up from his cultivation state.

"The teacher hasn't returned yet..."

His self-talk abruptly stopped.

Lu Jun froze upon seeing the scene inside the room.

Hyotei was lying on the other side of his bed, her twin ponytails swaying gently with her dangling little feet.

She was wearing one of Lu Jun's loose T-shirts, the hem of which hung down to her thighs, revealing her fair calves.

The most outrageous thing was that she was actually wearing Lu Jun's headphones, holding his soul-guided communicator in her hand, and the screen was playing a recently popular melodramatic short film.

The domineering master of the Spirit Pagoda fell in love with me.

Lu Jun: "0.o?"

Moreover, Hyotei was watching short dramas while stuffing snacks into his mouth, laughing so hard he rolled around on the bed.

When she realized that Lu Jun had come out of his meditative state, Hyotei subconsciously looked at him.

Hyotei felt slightly embarrassed when he realized that Hyotei was also watching him, and quickly paused the video call.

"Um, you... you're done?"

Lu Jun sighed deeply, suddenly feeling a wave of exhaustion. "Why did you run out by yourself?"

Hyotei quickly made excuses for themselves:

"Ahem, I was just so bored that I took advantage of your cultivation to sneak out and enjoy the conveniences of this era."

She deliberately emphasized the words "this emperor," but given her current appearance dressed in Lu Jun's clothes, she didn't exude any real authority.

Lu Jun immediately rubbed his forehead:

"That's not the issue. Do you know who lives next door?"

"Over the past three years, I've also helped you get to know this era quite well. If the Spirit Pagoda discovers that you are such a special being, then there will be a big problem."

"If you put it that way, I didn't sense a powerful human living next door." Hyotei swung her legs.

"Her cultivation level might be similar to yours, but with the support of her battle armor, she can easily defeat you."

Lu Jun urged.

"Hurry back, check the time, she'll be back soon."

Just as he finished speaking, a soft sound came from next door, like someone getting out of bed.

Lu Jun and Hyotei both froze.

"Oh no, has my aunt already found out?" Lu Jun's expression changed drastically.

"It's not that bad. I've been out for a while now. If they wanted to find me, they would have found me by now," Hyotei quickly replied.

"What are you afraid of? I'll just go back into your body. Anyway, with you here, even the secrets of heaven can be obscured by hiding inside you."

After speaking, Hyotei quickly burrowed back into Lu Jun's body and disappeared completely.

Soon, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Kid, you haven't started cultivating yet?" Leng Yulai's voice came from outside the door.

Lu Jun took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady:

"Master, I am cultivating."

"You're cultivating? But I just sensed a faint, unfamiliar aura in your room." Leng Yulai's voice carried a hint of suspicion. "Open the door, I'll come in and check."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun's heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest.

"Okay, Auntie."

He dragged his half-stiff body toward the door with difficulty and opened it.

Leng Yulai stood outside the door, wearing only a thin bathrobe, her long hair loose, her eyes sharp as knives. Her gaze swept past Lu Jun, directly into the room.

"Master, what happened?" Lu Jun tried his best to remain calm.

Leng Yulai squinted her eyes:
“There’s a very faint, unfamiliar scent in your room. I wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t looked closely.”

"I'll be responsible for protecting your safety and preventing those people from the Tang Clan from harming you."

"So I'm not sure if this faint aura belongs to someone from the Tang Clan."

"This……"

Lu Jun was drenched in sweat.

That aura did not belong to the Tang Clan.

It's Hyotei.

Leng Yulai walked into the room, her gaze sweeping over every corner before finally settling on the bed.

"you……"

Leng Yulai frowned as she looked at the marks on the bed, momentarily at a loss.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Following Leng Yulai's gaze, Lu Jun also discovered the problem.

Spicy balls!

The marks left by Hyotei lying next to him are still on the bed!
Given the way he was sitting cross-legged, from an outsider's perspective, how could there be traces of two people on the bed in a room where he was alone?

This almost stopped Lu Jun's heartbeat.

Leng Yulai slowly walked to the bedside, reached out her hand, and carefully examined it.

His brows were almost furrowed together.

Is there another person in your room?

(End of this chapter)