The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1192: Preparing for War

Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: Preparing for War

"Why?"

Sun Wukong asked curiously, somewhat puzzled.

Li Yuanba was also surprised as he looked toward Qin Jun, to which Qin Jun replied, "How do you know this isn’t a form of bondage?"

Anything that involved blood and soul branding, Qin Jun was very cautious about.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba suddenly felt the holy relic they held was a hot potato.

"Let’s rest for a few days and then we can start heading out."

Qin Jun whispered softly. Being within the Holy Sect, every move they made could be within the control of the saints; even speaking had to be done with caution.

What he most wanted to understand right now was how many saints were in the Holy Sect.

A single recruitment of disciples should not be enough to mobilize all the saints.

That said, there were at least five saints in the Holy Sect.

Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba nodded, and the three of them each went back to their rooms to continue resting.

Meanwhile, inside the Heavenly Dao Palace.

Dao Ancestor Wují was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with a bronze mirror floating in front of him, which clearly showed the courtyard where Qin Jun and the others were.

He murmured to himself, "Little guy, what exactly are you planning?"

Qin Jun not dropping blood on the holy relic indicated that his thoughts about joining the Holy Sect were not simple.

Dao Ancestor Wují, however, was not in a hurry to eliminate Qin Jun. Within the Holy Sect, a small Daluo beginner immortal couldn’t stir up any waves.

It was also unlikely for him to have guessed that there was a saint behind Qin Jun.

Ji Bubai had already died, and the existence of the path of death, he was even less aware of.

As for Fuxi, that was even less likely for him to know.

Even with the unparalleled wisdom of the saints, they could not guess Qin Jun’s trump card, simply because Qin Jun was an unpredictable factor, carrying the mythology system within him.

With that thought, Dao Ancestor Wují closed his eyes, choosing not to speculate further.

...

In the blink of an eye, two days hurriedly passed.

The news that the Heavenly Emperor of Qin was actually the Great Flame Demon God suddenly erupted in the outer universe, shocking the three thousand great worlds.

Before it was just hearsay spread within the ancient celestial star domain, but now, with the Demon League’s promotion, it rapidly spread throughout the entire universe.

Various messages appeared in countless Ten Thousand Dharma Islands, astonishing innumerable beings.

"Sss—The Great Flame Demon God? How is that possible! Wasn’t that race eradicated by the Holy Sect?"

"It is said that the Great Flame Demon God was the strongest of races, with a surely deep foundation; they couldn’t have been completely cut off!"

"No wonder the Heavenly Emperor of Qin rose so rapidly, it turns out this is why."

"Tsk, tsk, now that the Heavenly Emperor of Qin has entered the Holy Sect, he’s really seeking death!"

"If the Holy Sect finds out he is the Great Flame Demon God, there is no way he’ll live."

The majority of beings believed that the Heavenly Emperor of Qin was doomed, being from the race of the Great Flame Demon God yet daring to enter the Holy Sect.

In an instant, the reputation of the Heavenly Emperor of Qin plummeted throughout the outer universe.

The ancient celestial star domain and the Black Dragon star domain became even more turbulent, fortunately, the Heavenly Court of the Great Qin suppressed it in time.

Although the Heavenly Emperor of Qin was not present, the six immortal officials of Qin and Erlang Shen were still there; anyone who dared to commit a fault faced a miserable end.

Those forces which disliked the Heavenly Court of the Great Qin or had grievances with it were looking forward to what might happen—if the Heavenly Emperor of Qin died in the Holy Sect, the Heavenly Court of the Great Qin would be as loose sand.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun inside the Holy Sect was unaware of all this.

Inside the Great Heavenly City of Great Qin.

Bai Ze, Fuxi, Yang Jian, Liu Bowen, the Supreme Elder, Patriarch Bodhi, and other high-ranking officials of the second rank and above were gathered in a palace.

No one sat on the dragon throne placed high on the platform, nor did anyone dare to.

Bai Ze stood before the high platform, looking at everyone, and said solemnly, "We don’t need to concern ourselves with the rumors from outside. Just stabilize the Ancient Celestial Realm and the Black Dragon Starfield."

The ministers nodded, but their faces all bore a look of worry.

After all, Qin Jun was in the Holy Sect, with only Li Yuanba and Sun Wukong by his side, unable to protect him.

Fuxi suddenly spoke up, "The war is about to begin. This was the royal command before His Majesty left. After you go down, mobilize the troops, but do not disclose the details of the mission."

With this statement, the second-rank officials who weren’t in the know exchanged glances.

Could it be that His Majesty had already anticipated this calamity?

"May I ask, who are we going to war with?" a cautious celestial god asked.

Fuxi looked at him, full of meaningful depth, "The Holy Sect!"

Silence!

The entire palace fell into an instant hush, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

...

Above Green Mountain in the Holy Sect.

Qin Jun stood outside the courtyard, gazing into the distance, as purple energy came from the east, surrounded by mountains, with curling smoke and the continuous sound of rivers entering his ears, admiring such beautiful scenery, Qin Jun’s mood became calm.

Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba stepped out of the house as well.

"Your Majesty, where shall we go next?" Li Yuanba asked curiously.

Qin Jun replied softly, "Let’s go have a look at the Dao Hall first."

After speaking, he leaped into the air, flying towards the sky, with Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba following closely behind.

Mo Xiaofeng did not provide them with a map, nor did he give any direction, clearly waiting for Qin Jun and the others to bring spirit stones to seek his help.

Qin Jun had no intention of seeking help from such a miser. Although the Holy Sect was vast, the Dao Hall was the gathering place of disciples, flying towards the area with the most spirit qi should pose no problem.

Flying on their journey, they saw disciples entering and exiting through many mountain peaks along the way.

In the early morning, many disciples began their busy routines.

"Isn’t that Heavenly Emperor of Qin up ahead?"

"Tsk tsk, how down and out he looks, not taken as a disciple by the elders, and now he must go to the Dao Hall himself to collect spirit stones and elixirs."

"Given his exceptional talent, the fact that neither the saints nor the elders chose him indicates that the saints are suppressing him."

"Does that mean, by joining forces to suppress Heavenly Emperor of Qin, we will not only avoid blame but might even please the saints?"

At that moment, a group of exceptional disciples flew towards them, numbering eight, one of whom had been taken as a disciple by an elder, ranking tenth in the Three Thousand Proud Spirits List, named Zhang Ruxing.

Zhang Ruxing had already donned the long robe of a Holy Sect disciple, his immortal aura above the dust, all the more handsome and extraordinary.

He was surrounded by seven exceptional disciples, his face full of confidence.

More than half of the fifty exceptional disciples weren’t chosen by elders, and to stand firm within the Holy Sect, they naturally chose to follow an elder’s disciple like Zhang Ruxing.

The top ten exceptional disciples were all proud and arrogant, each cultivating on their own, whereas Zhang Ruxing had his sights on power.

He acknowledged that he was not as talented as Xiao Rushui or Di Tianwu, realizing only by garnering disciples’ support could he become an elite disciple, and perhaps an elder, in the future.

Seeing Qin Jun now, he suddenly had a crooked idea.

The talent of Heavenly Emperor of Qin was definitely among the top of their new disciples, yet the saints ignored it, clearly indicating underlying reasons, and it was very likely that Qin Jun had offended the saints.

Reflecting on Qin Jun’s arrogant nature, Zhang Ruxing thought he had guessed the truth.

"What are you looking at, believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"

Sun Wukong roared angrily. Qin Jun had been ignored by the saints and the elders, and he was already irritated. Now these little scoundrels dared to provoke Qin Jun - how could he bear it?

Li Yuanba had even taken out his Golden Peng divine hammer, his face ferocious as he stared down Zhang Ruxing and the others.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes. These people didn’t lower their voices in the slightest, blatantly saying they wanted to suppress him; they were simply seeking death.

"What’s the matter? Can’t accept it? Can you defeat so many of us?"

Zhang Ruxing sneered. Although Qin Jun had managed to fight Di Tianwu to a standstill, he could tell that Qin Jun was completely suppressed.

As the tenth-ranked exceptional disciple, Zhang Ruxing had also achieved the perfect completion of entering the realm of the sage, and the seven lackeys around him, ranking in the top fifty of the Three Thousand Proud Spirits List, were also in the late stages of entering the realm of the sage. How could they fear Qin Jun?