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

Chapter 29 Blood Demon...Your Majesty?
The moment the door opened, Lu Jun felt a soft, warm body suddenly fall into his arms.

Gu Yuena's long silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, carrying a faint fragrance as it brushed against his cheek.

The girl's petite body froze completely, her amethyst-like eyes wide open as she met his gaze.

"What...are you doing by the door?"

Lu Jun subconsciously put his arm around her waist, feeling the delicate and soft touch in his palm.

"I... um, I just..."

Gu Yuena didn't know what to say for a moment.

You can't exactly say you wanted to spy on what Lu Jun was doing inside, can you?

The two remained frozen at the doorway, as if time had stood still.

Lu Jun could clearly feel the girl's rapid heartbeat in his arms, as well as her slightly trembling eyelashes.

"Ahem." Lu Jun was the first to come to his senses and carefully helped her sit up straight. "What are you doing here?"

Gu Yuena hurriedly tidied her disheveled silver hair, a few unruly strands sticking up on her head, resembling startled cat ears:
"My teacher called me here to tell you to finish your training. It's time for you to go to the Forging Association."

"Oh, the time limit is really tight."

Lu Jun felt a headache coming on, so he went outside.

"Are there any problems with forging and manufacturing?" Gu Yuena followed up. "Are you tired?"

"It's alright, although I'm only really good at dealing with ice-type metals..."

Lu Jun felt ashamed when he thought about his second career.

That's an extreme case of being unbalanced in one subject...

Unless it's an ice-type metal, both forging and crafting are completely useless.

As they stepped out of the training area, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed them in its light.

Lu Jun stretched, his bones making a crisp sound.

“Actually, I’m quite envious of you sometimes,” he suddenly said, his gaze falling on Gu Yuena. “You’d get full marks in mecha design.”

"As for me, as long as I don't get involved with ice-attribute metals or parts, I can basically say I'm a zero."

Gu Yuena raised her hand and tucked her hair back: "But the items you forged with ice-attribute metals are praised by everyone."

Lu Jun smiled and shook his head: "That's the problem. Apart from ice, I can't even do basic purification of other metals properly."

“In the last assessment, the examiner asked me to forge a piece of ordinary sunken silver… and I got zero points.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena suddenly covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lu Jun shrugged:

"Laugh if you want."

It's either zero points or a hundred points; no one else is this unbalanced in their studies.

"I'm sorry..." Gu Yuena tried hard to keep a straight face, "I don't usually smile like this easily."

The cold rain from afar quietly approached.

"My two little ones, I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but we'll be a bit rushed from here on out."

“You should go and study mecha design.” Leng Yulai looked at Gu Yuena.

"And you, you're going to the Forging Association too."

"Master, you are so strict," Lu Jun exclaimed.

Hearing him say that, Leng Yulai kept a straight face:

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm in charge of protecting you now, but in a way, I have to thank you too."

"why?"

“Because protecting you is much easier than dealing with the branch tower master’s affairs.” Leng Yulai shrugged.

"A relaxed and enjoyable job, with opportunities to slack off—who wouldn't like that?"

"..."

……

The metal building of the Mingdu Forging Association gleamed coldly in the sunlight, the entire building towering like a giant sword piercing the clouds.

Looking up, Lu Jun saw that the towering building's surface was covered with soul-guiding patterns, highlighting its authoritative status in the forging world.

To be honest, he didn't even know who was in the Mingdu Forging Association.

All he knew was that in the original story, Zhenhua, the only master craftsman in Douluo Continent, was in the Forging Association in Tiandou City.

If he has the guidance of a master craftsman... his four-word battle armor is now secured.

Sigh, I just don't know if I'll be that lucky.

In addition, given his severe imbalance in academic performance, it's hard to say whether he'll catch the eye of the master craftsman.

"Don't be nervous." Leng Yulai seemed to sense Lu Jun's emotions, patted his shoulder, and encouraged him with her beautiful eyes. "Just treat it as regular practice."

Stepping through the revolving doors, a spacious and bright lobby comes into view. In the center, a woman in uniform is smiling and greeting visitors at the service counter.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The woman's voice was sweet, and her gaze lingered on Lu Jun for a few more seconds.

It's quite rare to see a child who looks no more than eight or nine years old appear in the Forging Association.

Leng Yulai stepped forward:
"Lu Jun, the candidate who was scheduled for the Level 3 Blacksmith Examination last week."

The woman's smile froze instantly, her fingers rapidly swiping across the soul-guided screen:
“Lu… Lu Jun? That nine-year-old child? But wasn’t he…” She suddenly covered her mouth and hurriedly grabbed the communicator. “I’m sorry, I was rude. Please wait a moment, I will report to my superiors right away.”

"Is this necessary?"

Lu Jun found the past too painful to recall.

"I only failed the Level 3 Blacksmith exam three times..."

I will cry if I continue.

None of the three assessments involved ice-attribute metals.

This resulted in him being severely reprimanded by the examiners at the time.

They said his forging teacher was useless, and that this inexperienced kid was just trying to join in the fun.

In short, he left a bad impression on everyone in the forging association.

I think he's both incompetent and pretentious; he's too arrogant.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Leng Yulai couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I heard from my sister that you made quite a fool of yourself here, and it seems it's true."

Lu Jun lowered his head.

He was too ashamed to face anyone.

He was quite confident in his cultivation level; at nine years old and at level thirty-one, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he could defeat 99% of his peers.

But a second job or something.

Aside from being related to the ice attribute, he's really no good.

"Gentlemen." The receptionist rushed over, her attitude much more respectful. "Please come with me, the examiners are already waiting for you."

"Could it be the same examiner from last time?"

Lu Jun's lips twitched.

Lu Jun was severely criticized last time, which left him with psychological trauma.

If it weren't for Leng Yaozhu's kind words of persuasion, saying that this was a necessary experience to become a Battle Armor Master,

Otherwise, Lu Jun would never want to forge or build mechs again.

"Of course not, the person who came to assess you this time is the president himself," the receptionist whispered.

"President?"

Lu Jun and Leng Yulai looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Is it His Majesty the Divine Craftsman Zhenhua?"

Lu Jun said subconsciously.

“…The master craftsman is in Tiandou City, not here.” Leng Yulai raised her hand and flicked Lu Jun’s forehead.

"In Mingdu, the president of the Forging Association is President Gu Chenyu, who is an eighth-level Saint Craftsman. Among Saint Craftsmen, he is the one most likely to come close to becoming a Divine Craftsman."

"?"

Appeared.

An unfamiliar name!
He's not a character from the original story, so does that mean I know nothing about him?
Lu Jun looked bewildered. After being led to the assessment location, he finally met the unfamiliar president.

A tall, thin middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Leng Yulai:
"Oh, it's you, Your Majesty Dark Phoenix. What a rare guest."

"Your Majesty, Blood Demon, I apologize for disturbing you." Leng Yulai smiled and uttered the name that shocked Lu Jun, then raised her hand and patted Lu Jun's shoulder.

"This is my sister's disciple. She's here today for the Level 3 Blacksmith assessment, so I'm entrusting her to you."

Lu Jun: “(_?)”

and many more.

Wait a minute.

Isn't something a little off?
Lu Jun slowly raised his head, his expression stiff, and looked at the middle-aged man, barely suppressing the urge to turn around and run away.

Blood Demon... Your Majesty?
Could this guy be the Dark Blood Demon, one of the Four Heavenly Kings and One Emperor in the Holy Spirit Cult?

How did he suddenly become a master craftsman?

(End of this chapter)