The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1044: Immortal Zhenyuan

Chapter 1044: Chapter 1044: Immortal Zhenyuan

Southern Domain, Celestial World.

Qin Jun was currently in the royal bedroom, accompanying Zhu Yanqing, who could give birth at any moment. She rarely left the bedroom nowadays.

"My love, if it’s a boy, let’s name him Qin Lingming. If it’s a girl, we’ll name her Qin Xizhi. How does that sound?"

Qin Jun said with a smile as he touched Zhu Yanqing’s belly. It was the first time in this life or the past that he was about to become a father.

As for the Ji Family, that was a product of his carelessness in a past life. At that time, Qin Jun had not expected that a woman he spent just one night with would bear his child.

He had no emotional attachment to that woman; it was merely a mutual agreement. After 130,000 years, he could no longer remember the sound of that woman’s voice or her smile, including her name.

He just vaguely recalled that such an affair had taken place.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yanqing nodded and said, "The names this time are quite good."

Qin Jun chuckled. Indeed, the matter of naming was quite vexing. After all, as the Heavenly Emperor, his offspring’s names could not be ordinary. They needed to be meaningful and embody great aspirations.

After chatting with Zhu Yanqing for a bit more, Qin Jun then stood up and left.

Zhu Yanqing needed a lot of rest now, and it wasn’t good for Qin Jun to disturb her all the time.

It had to be said, the bloodline and talent of this child should be very strong. Zhu Yanqing consumed a considerable amount of food every day. To provide spiritual energy for the fetus, Qin Jun specially collected various rare supplements to help Zhu Yanqing nourish her body.

He was very much looking forward to the future of this child.

Meanwhile, he also started to miss Liu Ruolai. She too was pregnant and might be due to give birth.

The only difference was that she was in the legacy land of fate, and everything depended on herself.

According to the system, the legacy land of fate was a void space devoid of living beings, occupied only by the inheritor.

Soon, Qin Jun arrived in his own royal bedroom. He was ready to seize the opportunity to listen to the Dao.

He hoped it would cause his cultivation to leap forward.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and commanded in his mind, "System, I wish to use the opportunity to listen to the Dao."

"Ding! Host is about to be transmitted randomly to a mythical Daoist site!"

The system prompt followed, and Qin Jun only felt a bout of dizziness; his vision darkened as his consciousness plunged into Chaos.

It was hard to say how long had passed, possibly just a second or maybe epochs.

"I didn’t expect so many creatures to come listen to the Dao."

"Nonsense, Immortal Zhenyuan is the foremost among the Earth Immortals!"

"Really? Is it true that Immortal Zhenyuan achieved his Dao long ago, even before the three sovereigns and five emperors?"

"Yes, in the ancient records of our Dragon Clan, there are also accounts of Immortal Zhenyuan’s deeds."

"Immortal Zhenyuan is very strong, but unfortunately, he doesn’t like to fight and keeps a very low profile."

The surrounding noise slowly brought Qin Jun back to reality. As he opened his eyes, he discovered that he was standing at the foot of a mountain, surrounded by a dense crowd of demons. The terrain was rough and uneven. There were no trees on the mountain in front of him, only weeds. Looking up, he could see a middle-aged man in Daoist robes sitting cross-legged on the peak.

The man had his eyes tightly closed, muttering something unknown, and his whole being seemed to blend seamlessly with the heavens and earth.

Immortal Zhenyuan!

Qin Jun’s expression lifted, and listening to the conversations of the surrounding demons, he learned the identity of the Daoist above.

It was actually Immortal Zhenyuan!

Regardless of how feeble Zhenyuan appeared in "Journey to the West," where he even became sworn brothers with Sun Wukong.

In reality, it was quite the contrary, as he was the progenitor of the Earth Immortals.

Looking deeper, Western Buddhism spread its teachings, with Sun Wukong serving as the main character of the Great Tribulation, disseminating Buddhist scriptures—an act of immense merit. However, by having Immortal Zhenyuan become sworn brothers with Sun Wukong, it was as if they were sharing this merit, which was of great significance.

Don’t you see, figures like Laozi and Taiyi Save the Suffering Tianzun sent their pawns into the tribulation, but only Immortal Zhenyuan became sworn brothers with Sun Wukong. After Sun Wukong became the Victorious Fighting Buddha and Buddhism greatly prospered, Zhenyuan naturally benefitted from the rising tide, sharing in the gains.

What does this suggest?

This indicates how powerful Immortal Zhenyuan is; so powerful that even Buddhism is obliged to give him face.

In the Primordial Chaos mythology of later generations, Immortal Zhenyuan was regarded as a peer to such mighty beings as Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Fuxi, Kong Xuan, and others.

"I’ve struck it big!"

Qin Jun was excited in his heart. Although Patriarch Bodhi might not necessarily be weaker than Immortal Zhenyuan, he couldn’t afford to wait for Patriarch Bodhi to preach to him.

But in the mythology system, time seemed to slow down by countless times.

If he were to encounter the sermon site of Patriarch Bodhi, he too would be very excited.

"Silence."

At this moment, Immortal Zhenyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and his plain voice quieted down the hundreds of thousands of demons at the foot of the mountain.

From his perspective, the mountain ranges were continuous, where the sky and the earth connected, immensely magnificent.

It was as if he were overlooking the entire world.

A glance swept over, but his gaze lingered on Qin Jun for a moment, and in an instant, Qin Jun felt a thrilling sense of being seen through.

"What’s going on? Could it be not an illusion?"

Qin Jun thought in fear, but unfortunately, the system did not answer him.

He couldn’t help but curse in his mind, could listening to the sermon still pose a risk to his life?

At this moment, Immortal Zhenyuan was also somewhat surprised, thinking, "This child has reached the Taiyi Scattered Immortal Realm at such a young age, remarkable, truly a genius bestowed by heaven."

He memorized Qin Jun’s appearance and then shifted his gaze away.

Qin Jun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling annoyed, not knowing that Immortal Zhenyuan had already developed an appreciation for his talent, intending to observe his performance after the sermon was over.

If his breakthrough was significant, Immortal Zhenyuan was even willing to take him as a direct disciple.

"I am Immortal Zhenyuan. Sensing the awakening vitality of all beings here, I wish to leave behind a good karma. The extent to which you all can comprehend from this sermon depends entirely on your own destiny."

Immortal Zhenyuan spoke indifferently, prompting hundreds of thousands of demons to shout, "Great Immortal is merciful."

Afterward, Immortal Zhenyuan began his sermon, and the first phrase brought an immediate silence to heaven and earth.

"The Heavenly Dao nurtures all spirits, the celestial fight rests with the earth."

"The purity of pure Yang, the fierceness of Yin qi, starting with the elixir field, ending with the sea of consciousness, with the Eight Extraordinary Meridians as the path, the five viscera and six bowels as the pivot, the spiritual energy enters the body, reach an insightful introspection, follow the path and pivot to infuse the qi from the beginning..."

"Purple energy drifts from the east, the Dao brims with vitality, if one’s heart is calm, transcendence into the realm of the sage is possible."

"The essence of the earth, the spirit in plants and trees, the setting sun and rising moon, morning energy and evening glow..."

Immortal Zhenyuan’s voice seemed to have a magical power, immersing Qin Jun quickly within it. Looking around at the other demons, most of them were confused and obviously did not understand. But they didn’t dare to interrupt Immortal Zhenyuan and could only ponder deeply.

Some scratched their heads, some grimaced, some wore a face full of sorrow - it was indeed a sight of myriad creatures and their varied states.

As the sun set and the moon rose, time began to rapidly pass.

Immortal Zhenyuan’s eyes remained closed as he kept preaching non-stop, showing no signs of dry mouth or fatigue, as if he could go on until the end of time.

A month passed.

Many demons who couldn’t understand lost their patience and started to leave.

At the same time, many more demons came upon hearing the sermon.

Qin Jun sat cross-legged at the foot of the mountain, listening with rapt attention, occasionally showing a deep contemplative look, occasionally cultivating and absorbing energy, fully focused on his practice, forgetting even the passage of time.

Besides him, there were also some exceptionally intelligent demons who entered a good state, beginning to cultivate following Immortal Zhenyuan’s preaching.

Another month passed.

Centered around Immortal Zhenyuan, the entire mountain peak began to sprout flowers and plants. The blooming process took no more than five breaths, colorfully brilliant and dazzling beyond compare.

The gathering thunderstorms took a detour, not daring to approach Immortal Zhenyuan, resulting in a torrential downpour outside a ten-mile radius while within ten miles, the sunlight was bright and splendid.