The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1360: The Weakest God and Demon in History

Chapter 1360: Chapter 1360: The Weakest God and Demon in History

"The host only needs to imprint their soul into the body of fate, and the system will help the host strengthen it. From then on, fate will be controlled by the host. With just a thought, the host can obliterate this fate split body, thus severely damaging fate."

The system quickly responded, leaving Qin Jun perplexed.

"Is it just a split body of fate? Can I control the entire fate through it?"

This is the ultimate task!

To complete it so hastily...

Cough cough!

Well, it’s not exactly hasty, considering he has battled for over a hundred thousand years.

"Yes, the current state of fate is very fragile, and moreover, as the host grows stronger, a day will come when the host will completely control fate!"

The system quickly responded, making Qin Jun think it through and indeed find it reasonable.

Fate will get stronger and so will he!

With that thought, he started to imprint his soul into the Wheel of Fate. For him, being in the late stages of the Saint realm, executing the soul imprint was a piece of cake.

The so-called soul imprint is to place one’s soul strength onto the opponent’s soul, like hanging a knife around the enemy’s neck.

Fate, sensing the approach of Qin Jun’s soul strength, immediately cried out in terror.

"What are you trying to do! You can’t do this!"

Unfortunately, no matter how it screamed, there was no stopping Qin Jun.

After about the time it takes to burn one incense stick, this fate split body was imprinted with Qin Jun’s soul. With the help of the system, Qin Jun controlled the life and death of the fate split body like controlling a Myriad Tribulations Sacrificial Worm.

Thus, fate was enslaved by Qin Jun.

He looked forward to seeing if fate would still be under his control when he returned to his original time point.

Thinking of this, he slowly turned and flew towards the great worlds of the heavens.

The great battle that lasted tens of thousands of years had left Qin Jun somewhat mentally exhausted, even after gaining control over fate.

...

Cundi and Confucius floated in the starry sky, conversing leisurely about various topics from the beginning of Primordial Chaos to the current Semi-Holies, discussing who might achieve sainthood.

After such a long time, their relationship had become amicable.

Although the Buddhist and Confucian doctrines differ, they share similar views in certain aspects. The two often debated about the Dao, neither convincing the other, yet both gained insights from these discussions.

"It seems, from now on, it will be the era of Saints."

Cundi chuckled. For some reason, lately he had been dreaming about scenes both strange and familiar.

As if in the past, he had a close friend with whom he often discussed the Dao, but he can’t remember who exactly this person was.

Just then, Qin Jun suddenly appeared before them, giving them a huge fright.

"Your Majesty..."

Cundi said tremulously, shocked that, as a Saint, he hadn’t noticed Qin Jun’s approach. It chilled him to his core.

Was it to say that if Qin Jun wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as flipping his hand, even without him realizing who had killed him?

Confucius hurriedly bowed in salute, his heart filled with shock, unsure why, but Qin Jun’s presence gave him an intense, soul-confronting pressure.

Qin Jun nodded slightly, the purple flame in his brow ceased flickering and turned into a tattoo, imprinted on his forehead.

He smiled and said, "Come, tell me about the current situation of Primordial Chaos."

They were no mere mortals; no need for pleasantries upon meeting again.

Confucius immediately began narrating everything that had transpired since Qin Jun’s departure.

In just a few tens of thousands of years, changes had surpassed even those of the past million years, evoking sighs from Qin Jun.

The Devil Clan still dominated, but their control had significantly decreased compared to before, primarily because Mo Jingcang had gone into seclusion.

"Let’s go, take me to see the Heavenly Emperor’s world and what this prosperous age looks like now."

Qin Jun laughed, not knowing when, he had already regarded the land of Chaos as his own home.

Every event that happened on the land of Chaos was seen by him, just like how many saplings grew in the courtyard of his home, he knew and cared about all of it.

Mo Jingcang was in closed-door cultivation, traces of the Demon Clan also began to appear, coupled with the increasing number of Half Holies, the era of Saints was indeed descending.

Immediately, Confucius and Cundi brought Qin Jun flying towards the great world of the Heavenly Emperor.

They were all a bit excited, the stronger Qin Jun might preach to them, guiding them to a higher level.

"Begin summoning God and Demon!"

Qin Jun issued an order in his heart, he now had two chances to summon God and Demon, one of which was a specified God and Demon summoning chance, he could summon three God and Demons.

Every God and Demon might become a giant of the universe in the future, so he absolutely did not skimp on his summoning chances.

Due to the long time, some God and Demons might betray him, thus he needed to summon more God and Demons.

With so many God and Demons, there would be some who remained loyal to him.

"Ding! Begin random summoning of God and Demon!"

"Ding! Congratulations host on summoning Guo Jia, from folk mythology, do you wish to summon again?"

Guo Jia?

One of the top strategists in the Three Kingdoms, in the early stages where Cao Cao rose rapidly, subdued Lv Bu, secured Hebei, destroyed Wu, because he died young.

His early death instead cast his legend, letting later generations mythologize him, believing him to be omnipotent, with even some people hyping him up to be more formidable than Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi.

Qin Jun subconsciously wanted to resummon but then hesitated.

If he leaves, would Huo Qubing, Royal Lord Dong, She-Bishi, Ju Liusun, Confucius, Yuanchu, Yanxuan, Ji Haoye, Xiling, and other trusted retainers be able to fight against Cundi?

Cundi who became a saint, even dominated many Great Tribulations in the Primordial Chaos mythology.

Even if they could fight against Cundi, they would encounter many monstrous beings afterward, like Qiuming Emperor, Su Emperor, Xia Shenwu, Invincible Supreme, etc., if his remaining forces lack any monstrous strategist, it would be very perilous.

Even if Qin Jun killed Cundi, Yuanchu, Huo Qubing and others would still meet ambitious people like Cundi, also recalling that there’s no myth of Heavenly Emperor in later ages, Qin Jun must be extra cautious.

Perhaps Guo Jia doesn’t have the innate talent for cultivation, but strategy is his forte.

In the future, Qin Jun can cultivate him further to let him have the power to protect himself.

"Summon Guo Jia, restore previous life memories, bring up the attribute list!"

Qin Jun silently commanded in his heart.

"Guo Jia, from folk mythology!"

"Identity: Human Clan strategist!"

"Cultivation: Half-step energy refining realm!"

"Loyalty: 90 (full score 100)"

Half-step energy refining realm?

Qin Jun’s expression instantly became excited, doesn’t it mean Guo Jia is just an ordinary person?

"System, such Guo Jia is too easy to die out!"

Qin Jun complained internally, strategists like Zhang Jiao, Liu Bowen all had some cultivation, but Guo Jia doesn’t have it!

Could be called the weakest God and Demon in history!

"System immediately summon Guo Jia next to the host!"

The system hurriedly replied, startling Qin Jun to stop immediately.

Confucius and Cundi also stopped, looking at Qin Jun in surprise.

"Your Majesty, what’s wrong?" Cundi asked puzzledly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Qin Jun, startling the two saints to become alert.

The person was dressed in a green robe, looking like a young man in his early twenties, with a fair complexion, holding a hand fan in his hand, his eyes wide and tongue-tied, his face full of horror.

Qin Jun looked at him with twitching corners of his mouth, the legendary Guo Fengxiao cherished by Cao Cao all his life was actually such a figure?