108Chapter 108 Tang Clan's Ambush
Inside the aircraft, Lu Jun closed his eyes to rest, but his mind was highly concentrated, and he was communicating with the Ice Emperor in the sea of spirituality at all times.
"Hyoei, how's your condition?"
"Hmph, it's better than ever. I have compressed my soul power to the extreme and can inject it into the Bingyuan Sword at any time." The Ice Emperor's voice trembled with excitement.
Finally, I can enjoy the battle!
"Don't worry." Lu Jun said in a deep voice, "For Master-in-law and for ourselves, we must win this battle!"
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At the same time, in a secret stronghold in Shrek City, far away from Mingdu.
The room was dimly lit, with only a few soul-guided wall lamps on the wall emitting a faint blue light, distorting the human figure.
The middle-aged man representing the Tang Clan who was in charge of negotiating with the Spirit Pagoda was reporting to Yu Luohui who was pacing anxiously in front of him.
"Elder Yu, please calm down." The middle-aged man said calmly to Yu Luohui, "The negotiation with the Spirit Pagoda has reached a final conclusion."
Yu Luohui suddenly stopped, staring at the middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes like a hungry wolf:
"What was the result? Were they willing to hand over the little beast?"
"Ha." The middle-aged man uttered a low, sarcastic sneer, "Hand over Lu Jun? How could Leng Yaozhu, that protective woman, agree to that?"
"In my opinion, she even values Lu Jun more than Leng Yulai."
"But..." the middle-aged man changed the subject, as if laughing, "We have achieved our second-best goal."
He walked to the simple metal table in the middle of the room and slid his fingers across the surface. A soul guide projection lit up, showing the outline of Maple Leaf City.
"Maple Leaf City." The middle-aged man pointed at the projection. "It's located in the buffer zone between several major forces. It's a real no-man's land. This is the location of our finalized transaction."
Yu Luohui looked at the image of the city with a frown on his face:
"Maple Leaf City? A shabby place? How can this be considered a good outcome?"
"Elder Yu, please be patient," the middle-aged man repeated. "This is the best outcome."
He pointed his finger at Maple Leaf City and lowered his voice even lower:
"Leng Yulai...that arrogant woman would personally come to accept the immortal herbs we carefully prepared. Did she think this was a sign of surrender and sincerity from the Tang Sect? Little did she know that this was a trap we had set for her."
"Maple Leaf City is far from the core sphere of influence of the Spirit Pagoda, and its complex terrain makes it the perfect hunting ground," the middle-aged man continued. "As long as we make the right arrangements, and with the four of us Super Douluo joining forces, this time, she will be unable to escape."
"As long as Leng Yulai is captured," the middle-aged man clenched his fists. "Lu Jun will lose one of his personal bodyguards. In addition, the Spirit Pagoda will instantly lose a top fighter. The top management will be shaken, and the power balance will be unbalanced. More importantly..."
He turned to Yu Luohui, his voice filled with inflammatory enthusiasm:
"Once Leng Yulai is eliminated, Lu Jun will be completely exposed to the Fangs. The Spirit Pagoda will inevitably be in a state of panic due to Leng Yulai's disappearance, unable to take care of itself and falling into chaos."
"Then, it will be time for our Tang Sect to launch a lightning strike. Under the pretext of searching for missing persons and investigating the truth, we will join forces with Shrek and openly put pressure on the Spirit Pagoda. We can even... directly storm the Mingdu headquarters and capture Lu Jun."
"Hahahaha, good! What a great way to lure someone into a trap! What a thunderous attack!"
After hearing the entire plan, Yu Luohui couldn't help but burst into laughter, his laughter filled with twisted pleasure and long-suppressed resentment.
He clapped his hands vigorously, his eyes burning with an almost insane fire of revenge.
"Leng Yulai, Lu Jun, you damned aunt and nephew, neither of you can escape." Yu Luohui's face was ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell. "I will repay you for killing my beloved son Yu Tianxuan and destroying the future of my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family a hundredfold, a thousandfold."
He seemed to have seen Leng Yulai's desperate death in Maple Leaf City, the Spirit Pagoda in ruins under the combined pressure of the Tang Sect and Shrek, and Lu Jun being dragged in front of him like a dead dog, trembling at his feet.
"When does the plan start?" Yu Luohui panted, his voice trembling with excitement. He couldn't wait any longer.
Every minute and every second of waiting is like a raging fire burning in the heart, making it unbearable.
"It will be soon, Elder Yu." The middle-aged man patted Yu Luohui's shoulders, which were tense with excitement. "Let's go to Maple Leaf City now. That's where she was buried."
The hideous smile on Yu Luohui's face became even more twisted and cruel.
"Okay, very good, I'll wait. I'll wait to go to Maple Leaf City and tear them apart with my own hands..." He gripped the storage device tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and there was only the desire for destruction and the pleasure of revenge in his eyes.
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When the aircraft began to slow down and descend, dawn was already breaking outside the window.
The faint light of dawn barely pierced through the haze that had shrouded Maple Leaf City all year round, giving the city a cold, leaden gray hue.
"Master Lu, we're here." The driver's voice remained rigid as he handed over a card with his phone number. "Master Le Zhengyu instructed me to contact you anytime after you've finished your business. I'll be waiting here and will take care of your safe return to Mingdu."
"Thank you, thank you for your trouble." Lu Jun took the card solemnly and put it in his arms.
He left the scene immediately without stopping.
Maple Leaf City is not big and there are few pedestrians on the streets.
Following the guidance of the blurry images transmitted by the Bingyuan Sword, Lu Jun rushed towards a long-abandoned industrial area on the edge of the city with a clear goal.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of rust and discarded soul guide lubricant.
"Ice Emperor, the next opponents...are probably all top-tier experts at Leng Yulai's level, or even stronger. Will they be able to detect my presence instantly?"
Lu Jun communicated rapidly in the sea of spirituality, which was the key to the success or failure of the action.
"Hmph, who are you looking down on?" Ice Emperor's arrogant voice was tinged with dissatisfaction. "Don't forget that I'm currently residing within the Ice Abyss Sword. Just let it absorb your aura and blend into this environment. This is a divine weapon. It should be easy for it to absorb the aura of a Soul Master. Unless a Limit Douluo is present, you won't be able to detect it easily."
Bingdi paused, his tone filled with excitement:
"Also... I sense that your spiritual power has become strong and condensed after this period of training. When you break through the fifth ring, it will be the perfect time for me to truly merge with you and become your soul. Then..."
"I understand, thank you." Lu Jun felt a little relieved and interrupted Bingdi's imagination about the future. Now was not the time to discuss this.
As his mind moved, the body of the Bingyuan Sword, which had been dormant in the sea of spirituality, shook slightly, and an invisible wave, as if originating from the cold air between heaven and earth, quietly emanated, perfectly covering and assimilating Lu Jun's entire breath, soul power fluctuations, and even body temperature.
At this moment, in the perception of the strong, he was like a cold, lifeless stone, or an inconspicuous cold wind.