The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1330: Ji Haoye [6th Update]

Chapter 1330: Chapter 1330: Ji Haoye [6th Update]

Gazing at the winged creature that refused stubbornly to leave, Royal Lord Dong suddenly grew impatient and bristled with a terrifying intent to kill.

"Seeking death!"

Royal Lord Dong raised his hand, ready to strike and kill the winged creature.

"Wait!"

Qin Jun suddenly intervened, thinking it a pity to kill such a being whose cultivation was even stronger than that of Yuanchu and Xiling.

Royal Lord Dong withdrew his hand, looking at Qin Jun in bewilderment.

The winged creature was ugly, quite disagreeable. Why would Qin Jun stop him?

Could it be...

Royal Lord Dong glanced at Yuanchu and Xiling, and enlightenment struck. Although he was the leader among the male immortals, his achievements were not significant, and his strategic foresight fell short of Qin Jun’s.

Qin Jun ignored the winged creature and with a swing of his sword, unleashed a Sword Energy that bisected four peaks effortlessly, treating the innate seals as if they were nothing.

The broken rocks flew, and helter-skelter towards every direction, the dust formed a gigantic mushroom cloud, threatening to break through the heavens.

The winged creature gaped, its mouth agape. The aura of the Tyrannosaurus Emperor’s Sword made it smell the scent of mortal danger, shaking instinctively, but it did not flee.

Qin Jun stared at the dozens of light spheres within the radiant mist, but his Divine Consciousness observed the winged creature. The creature was adorably foolish, trembling in fear yet unwilling to leave.

"Come out!"

Qin Jun slapped his left palm, and Surging Mana roared out, drawing all the light spheres from between the mountains.

"Pick one each. It all depends on your fate."

Qin Jun said with a smile, and with those words, Royal Lord Dong, Yuanchu, and Xiling instantly became excited and dashed forward.

The winged creature moved as well but stopped abruptly before flying even a hundred meters, as if restrained by something.

"Thinking of stealing my treasures? You’ll need to cultivate for a few more billion years!" Qin Jun said with a scoff.

At the same time, the dozens of light spheres darted around under the heaven, showing no intention of stopping, weaving through the billowing dust in a sight most magnificent.

Royal Lord Dong aimed straight for the largest light sphere, which emitted a purple hue and was nearly ten meters in diameter, clearly extraordinary.

His golden robes fluttered in the wind; he reached out to grasp the sphere but was sent flying by a domineering burst of impact before he could touch it.

"This..."

Royal Lord Dong was taken aback and rather embarrassed. It seemed he couldn’t take whatever he desired.

Yuanchu and Xiling, however, were in the midst of the chase, looking quite strained. Qin Jun did not help them, thinking if they couldn’t seize this on their own, they didn’t deserve to possess the treasure.

Instantly he drew the winged creature before him, eying it curiously as he asked, "What’s your name?"

The winged creature was both nervous and afraid, stammering, "My name is Ji Haoye..."

Ji Haoye?

Ji?

Qin Jun instantly furrowed his brow, his thoughts inadvertently drifting to the founder of the Extreme Flame Demon God, but Ji Bubai once mentioned the Extreme Flame Demon God clan had not always carried the Ji surname, so changing it to Qin was inconsequential.

Moreover, this being looked nothing like the Extreme Flame Demon God.

"In consideration of your surname Ji, from now on, follow me," Qin Jun said with a smile; nurturing a great talent was his greatest interest now.

"What does surname mean?"

Ji Haoye asked cautiously. He had chosen this name after transformation, an inspiration that came to him from the Heavenly Dao.

Every Primordial being was exceptionally favored, graced by the Heavenly Dao.

Qin Jun couldn’t be bothered to explain further and turned his attention back to Royal Lord Dong and the others.

Royal Lord Dong had already secured a light sphere. When the radiance dissipated, a blue-purple longsword appeared in his hand, radiating a powerful presence. It was a Primordial spiritual treasure, which made him more delighted the longer he looked at it.

As for the purple light sphere, he had given up on it, unable to grasp it at all.

Yuanchu soon also secured a light sphere. Sadly, it was merely an Innate Supreme Treasure, a pitch-black longsword with profound patterns etched on its surface.

Xiling was still in pursuit, but before long, she succeeded in catching a light sphere, an Innate Supreme Treasure that was a white jade round fan with a half-meter diameter.

"How strange, why do these powerful Chaos creatures not possess accompanying precious treasures?"

Qin Jun wondered to himself, knowing that beings like Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun did have them.

He soon figured it out, the era Donghuang Taiyi and others lived in was the one where Chaos had been shattered and the Heavenly Dao first established.

Now, the period Qin Jun was in was similar to the mythological era of Pangu.

Pangu cleaved the heavens, shattered the great Dao, and derived a more detailed Heavenly Dao.

He suddenly grew curious about who would lead the Heavenly Dao in this time and space.

"Take!"

Qin Jun suddenly waved his sleeve, drawing dozens of light spheres into it with unparalleled Divine Power, earning the admiration of Royal Lord Dong and others.

"Once we return, I will reward you with an additional treasure, as you were the one to discover this place," Qin Jun said to Royal Lord Dong with a smile, eliciting an excited and prompt bow of gratitude.

Yuanchu and Xiling played with their own Innate Supreme Treasures, like children with new toys.

"Let’s go!"

Qin Jun heard the roars coming from all directions at the horizons and spoke up.

With his Divine Consciousness, he swept his storage ring and was ecstatic to find dozens of Innate Supreme Treasures, five Chaos Spirit Treasures, and one Chaos Supreme Treasure—an enormous stroke of good fortune.

In times of Chaos, opportunities were indeed everywhere.

He suddenly felt that in the future he shouldn’t just cultivate but also explore more.

...

Thick fog obscured the sky, and She-Bishi walked through the desolate mountains and ridges, surrounded by bones that created a frightening horror.

The environment was gloomy; as She-Bishi walked, he looked around, muttering, "Where has that fragrance gone?"

Having been away from Qin Jun for so many years with little progress in his cultivation, he felt ashamed to face Qin Jun.

Recently, he had caught the scent of something that seemed to be a heavenly material or earthly treasure, leading him here, but despite looking around, there were no treasures in sight—

even a single flower would have been considered rare.

"Crack crack..."

Suddenly a creepy noise ahead made his skin crawl. Looking up, he saw a massive figure looming thousands of meters away, moving like a great mountain shaking.

She-Bishi frowned and muttered, "Mid-stage of entering the realm of the sage."

Having wandered the lands for so long, he rarely encountered anyone entering the sage realm, let alone mid-stage.

He wasn’t afraid; he merely felt puzzled.

As if sensing his presence, the immense creature suddenly turned its head, and a gust of wind howled towards She-Bishi.

"Hmph!"

She-Bishi snorted. What did he have to fear from a mid-stage entering the realm of the sage, being in the Manifesting Saint realm himself?

He waved his hand, and the dense fog quickly dispersed, revealing the true face of the gargantuan creature.

It was a beast resembling a Tyrannosaurus, red-skinned, with muscles as firm as rock, four eyes, and a tail with several bone spines, exceedingly sharp.

"Reptile, courting death!"

She-Bishi said coldly, and as he spoke, his fist smashed forward, causing the ground to tremble violently.

"Roar roar roar!"

The red giant beast was pummeled until its skin split and flesh flayed, skidding across the ground, dust billowing, with its roars filling the land.

"How dare you!"

At that moment, an enraged voice came from the east, startling She-Bishi. As he turned to look, and before he could react, a white figure assaulted him.

The man was dressed in white, his long hair fluttering, his face extremely stern, and his eyes filled with intimidating killing intent.

If Qin Jun had been there, he would have widened his eyes in shock—wasn’t this Su Emperor?