The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1169: Hongjun Preaches

Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Hongjun Preaches

"Of course, a sage is immortal and indestructible, their wishes boundless. However, if they were to encounter an enemy that transcends a sage, then it would be their fate to perish."

Qin Jun chuckled lightly; he needed to give Sun Wukong a preemptive warning to prevent him from losing his mind and turning against his kin, even trying to kill him, once he ascended to sainthood.

Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba listened with surging emotions.

"Your Majesty, what about me?" Li Yuanba couldn’t help but ask.

Qin Jun glanced at him and replied, "It depends on your talent. I will assist you later, but how high you can achieve depends on yourself."

"My talent is definitely stronger than this brash monkey!"

"Hey! Be careful or I’ll kill you!"

"Oh, just with your strength?"

Just as the two hot-headed individuals were about to come to blows, Qin Jun gave a fake cough which made them instantly fall silent.

Qin Jun’s cultivation had already reached the complete stage of Daluo Immortal Realm. He once sparred with them, and all were defeated by Qin Jun.

Initially, Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba were not convinced.

But within two months, after frequently sparring with Qin Jun, they were beaten every time.

Qin Jun’s Divine Power was vast, and his physical body was exceptionally strong, particularly his Extreme Way Flame, stronger than the Samadhi Real Fire and the Sun True Fire, making Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba suffer indescribably.

"Wukong, there is a streak of violence in your bones. If you became a saint, you might turn into a crazed demon."

Qin Jun continued, and upon hearing this, Sun Wukong instantly fell silent.

Why there was violence in Sun Wukong’s bones—Qin Jun had once asked Patriarch Bodhi.

It turned out that Sun Wukong was born from a piece of stone used to repair the heavens. At that time, the sky had cracked open, putting innumerous creatures in peril. They thought it was the heavens’ intent to annihilate them, and endless resentment gathered toward the sky. It was then that Nvwa fetched a magical stone from beyond the heavens to mend it. The resentment concentrated around the crack, tainting the stone. The remaining piece that fell to earth absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and after countless years, it broke open and transformed into Sun Wukong.

That’s also why Sun Wukong fears neither heaven nor earth, because that resentment and hatred towards the heavens made him disrespectful of the heavens from birth. Coupled with his mighty powers, he secured the title of Supreme Heaven Great Sage.

"Even if I turn into a demon, I would never harm Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong knelt on one knee, swearing earnestly to Qin Jun.

The Monkey King’s gaze was resolute, his heart as steadfast as a rock.

Qin Jun felt a tenderness in his heart, seeing the loyalty Sun Wukong had for him was complete. He was only worried about the violence in Sun Wukong’s nature that might become uncontrollable upon achieving sainthood, leading him to become a demon.

"I believe you!"

Qin Jun stood up and helped Sun Wukong to his feet. Throughout their journey together, he and Sun Wukong had gone through many things. The risk of Sun Wukong turning into a demon and killing him was something Qin Jun was willing to take because he trusted Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was moved, but he rarely showed his emotions, merely nodding in response.

Qin Jun looked towards Li Yuanba and said, "I brought you with me because I intend to promote you. Don’t be jealous; you have both risked your lives for me. I will treat you the same, and how high you can fly depends on your fate!"

Li Yuanba was thrilled, struggling to contain his excitement, he asked, "Your Majesty, when will you help us become stronger?"

Qin Jun smiled mysteriously, "After we have entered the Holy Sect, we’ll talk."

...

As the moment of the great opening of the Mysterious Pool drew closer, the entire universe’s gossip seemed to concentrate on the Holy Sect, and the war between the Heavenly Court of Great Qin and the Black Dragon Star Field was beyond doubt, with the Black Dragon Star Field’s subjugation by the Heavenly Court of Great Qin being only a matter of time.

"Di Tianwu is rushing towards the Mysterious Pool!"

"The second pride, Ye Nanfeng, and the third pride, Sikong Jingshuan, are doing the same."

"Nearly all of the prides from the Three Thousand Pride List are heading there."

"This opening of the Mysterious Pool is bound to be recorded in history!"

"It’s said that the Heavenly Emperor of Qin is also going to the Mysterious Pool, though it’s uncertain whether this is true."

In the starry space, anywhere life existed, all were discussing the Mysterious Pool.

It is said that hundreds of thousands of geniuses have already gathered around Xuan Pond, and there are still over twenty days until Xuan Pond fully opens.

Qin Jun and his two companions were getting closer and closer to Xuan Pond.

On their journey, they hadn’t encountered any formidable enemies, and Qin Jun’s whereabouts had not been exposed; the outside world only knew that he was en route to Xuan Pond.

The cosmos is vast, and even riding on the Somersault Cloud, they were still far from Xuan Pond, estimating to arrive in more than ten days.

"Let’s land on the planet ahead for now!"

Qin Jun suddenly spoke up, intending to use the opportunity to listen to the Dao and let his cultivation grow once more.

Although Sun Wukong was puzzled in his heart, he obediently flew towards the planet in front.

This planet was indeed suitable for living, with mountains and rivers, and an agreeable climate.

After the trio entered the atmosphere, they sensed that the planet was indeed inhabited, with the presence of the Human Clan being the most pronounced.

"Find a deserted, quiet place to land. I have matters that require me to stay for a day,"

Qin Jun ordered. The reason he was not using the opportunity to listen to the Dao within the Great Qin Heavenly Court was simply that he wanted to spend quality time with his family.

Although the opportunity to listen to the Dao would only pass one day in real time, Heaven knows how long Qin Jun would stay inside it; Qin Jun had already spent more than ten thousand years in the land where time and space were absolute, and the boredom of that experience still agitated him.

It was hard to imagine how Ji Bubai, who had stayed for hundreds of millions of years, hadn’t gone mad.

Before long, the three of them landed among the mountains and found a cave to stay in.

"You two stay outside, do not enter without my command. I will come out tomorrow,"

Qin Jun instructed. On the way here, he had gained a rough understanding of the grand occasion at Xuan Pond—truly, the beginnings of the Immortal Realm were as common as dogs, and those entering the realm of the sage were everywhere.

That’s why he decided to enhance his cultivation before reaching Xuan Pond.

Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba nodded, both quite puzzled about what Qin Jun was going to do.

Without further explanation, Qin Jun entered the cave and, while walking, commanded in his mind: "Use an opportunity to listen to the Dao!"

"Ding! The host will be transported to the Mythological Daoist Lecture,"

The system notification sounded, and Qin Jun prayed, hoping it would not be a lecture of a Daoist chicken.

For instance, True Man Yellow Dragon from the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun, he also loved to lecture...

The next second, Qin Jun felt a wave of dizziness, his vision darkened, and his consciousness plunged into chaos.

Amid the hazy confusion, the surroundings became increasingly noisy.

"A Daoist lecture? What does that mean?"

"Hongjun? When has such a person emerged on the lands of Primordial Chaos?"

"I don’t know, with the Three Clans forming a tripod now, and the Ancestral Dragon’s power so vast, Hongjun’s Daoist lecture—is he meaning to bestow his grace upon us?"

"Would he really be willing to teach us his skills?"

Hongjun!

Qin Jun was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes, and before him were various figures: dragons, birds, Qilin, tigers, wolves, turtles, and other such beings, but no Human Clan cultivators.

They were all looking forward, towards the undulating mountainside where an Old Taoist sat cross-legged at the top surrounded by golden lotuses, solemn and sacred.

"Hongjun’s Daoist lecture?"

Qin Jun immediately became excited. Hongjun was a leading figure in mythology, the teacher of saints, and to listen to his lecture would definitely bring immense gains to Qin Jun.

"Silence."

At that moment, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes and spoke.

He was dressed in a grey robe, with white hair and a youthful face, his eyes indifferent, void of any emotion, not much different from the Hongjun that Qin Jun had imagined.