The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 159: God and Demon Legion

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: God and Demon Legion

Demonic Suppression Sect?

Fei Yushu’s face revealed a hint of peculiarity. The Demonic Suppression Sect was famously protective of their own; as one of the Seven Major Sects, Qin Jun having killed Zhang Lun probably meant he would face their pursuit.

However, it appeared that the participants had not realized Qin Jun was responsible. Perhaps this matter could be covered up.

Even Fei Yushu himself had not realized that he began to think of Qin Jun as a disciple. Although the God Sword Hall was not afraid of the Demonic Suppression Sect, the latter was not afraid of them either. If the two powers were to clash openly, they were bound to be at odds for decades.

If he knew that Qin Jun had also offended the Star Lodge, one of the Seven Major Sects, who knows what he would think.

...

Sunset, by a small river.

"What the hell, Zhang Lun was a disciple of an elder from the Demonic Suppression Sect?"

Qin Jun looked at Zhu Yanqing with an odd expression on his face. Zhu Yanqing nodded and said, "After all, he possessed a rare bloodline. Once discovered, he would be courted by various powers."

Offended another major sect?

Qin Jun felt a bit despondent in his heart, and couldn’t help asking, "If he had already joined the Demonic Suppression Sect, why would he still participate in the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition?"

"Naturally for the competition’s rewards. The Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition only specifies that participants must be cultivators below a hundred years old without setting restrictions on their background. However, most disciples from the Seven Major Sects wouldn’t stoop to participate in the competition. Zhang Lun was quite an exception," responded Zhu Yanqing as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear in a gesture that carried a certain charm.

Damn!

I’ve already offended three out of the Seven Major Sects?

Qin Jun, on the verge of tears, was comforted by Qin Yun, "Royal Brother, don’t worry. Besides us, no one knows you killed Zhang Lun."

With that reminder, Qin Jun came back to his senses. Right, even Qin Yun had not suspected him at first.

Consoling himself, his mood improved again.

"Speaking of which, Royal Brother, was that silver dragon your spear spirit?" Qin Yun changed the subject, the silver dragon that had emerged when Qin Jun fought the black Sea Dragon today was so cool that it had thrilled him to the core, and he couldn’t resist asking about it now.

Qin Jun smiled and replied, "Yes, my spear is named the Silver Dragon Soul Extermination Spear, and it contains a dragon soul."

Using the ancient dragon soul in the future would surely attract covetous eyes, so he saw no point in being secretive about it.

Dragon Soul!

The expressions of Qin Yun and Zhu Yanqing changed, while Roaring Sky Dog’s eyes flickered, seemingly pondering something.

"Royal Brother, where on earth did you get so many powerful magical artifacts?" Qin Yun asked enviously. Naturally, Qin Jun wouldn’t answer that question.

"Don’t ask so many questions. Go gather some firewood; it’s almost dark!" Qin Jun gave him an exasperated look, and Qin Yun regrettably got up to leave.

After he left, Qin Jun turned to Zhu Yanqing and smiled, "Which sect do you plan to join?"

Because Zhu Yanqing had helped him during a previous crisis, her image lingered in his mind. Bored, Qin Jun decided to try drawing closer to her emotionally.

"Naturally one of the Seven Major Sects. Zhenyuan Sect, Phoenix King Sect, Star Lodge, Demonic Suppression Sect, Scarlet Jade Palace, God Sword Hall, Cangyun Sect... any will do, as long as I can become stronger," said Zhu Yanqing with a somewhat aloof voice as if discussing a trivial matter.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why not join our Qianyue Kingdom then? I’ll help you become strong."

After his future ascension to the throne, he definitely needed to create a power akin to the God Sword Hall to foster cultivators for the kingdom.

Zhu Yanqing gave him a glance and counter-asked, "Exiting one kingdom to join another?"

Qin Jun’s tone became tense; he didn’t know how to reply.

Indeed, a kingdom’s foundation simply could not compare to that of an Imperial Dynasty.

"Believe it or not, I will elevate our Qianyue Kingdom to an Imperial Dynasty within fifty years?" Qin Jun said with a huff. This was no time to show weakness—a man should not falter in front of a woman!

"Imperial Dynasties are not as simple as you think," Zhu Yanqing said seriously.

"Ding! Main quest triggered! Quest details: Within fifty years, the host must develop his kingdom into an Imperial Dynasty! Upon completion, rewards include one God and Demon summon, one God and Demon Legion summon, one random lottery draw, and a ten-level upgrade! Failure will result in a fifteen-level reduction in cultivation!"

Main quest?

God and Demon Legion?

Damn! A fifteen-level deduction if failed!

In fifty years, he might already be at the Immortal Realm, and falling from the Immortal Realm to the Transforming Void Realm would definitely make him cough up blood!

Qin Jun was stunned; had he really triggered a main quest just like that?

He hadn’t even completed his first main quest, and now he had triggered a second one.

Had he known, he should have said a hundred years... It seems he’ll need to brag less in the future.

"System, what’s the God and Demon Legion?" Qin Jun asked curiously in his mind, thinking the name sounded impressive.

"The God and Demon Legion refers to armies in mythology, such as the hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals, Netherworld Soldiers crossing over, and the ancient three hundred sixty-five paragons of the Demon Clan, among others! This summoning option is normally unlocked after the host accumulates ten God and Demon summons, and the host will surely reach ten God and Demon summons in fifty years’ time!"

Holy shit!

That powerful?

Qin Jun was instantly excited; the hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals were household names in Huaxia. Though they had been beaten like dogs by Monkey Brother, they would undoubtedly be an unstoppable and powerful legion if placed in the Southern Domain.

And then there were the ancient three hundred sixty-five paragons of the Demon Clan, terrifying beings said to predate the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Demon Clan’s dominance, capable of establishing the Great Array of the Heavenly Stars and combating saints with off-the-charts combat power!

At that thought, Qin Jun started daydreaming, a goofy smile on his face, leaving Zhu Yanqing sitting beside him speechless.

She was sure he was dreaming about how to advance to the status of an Imperial Dynasty.

Zhu Yanqing shook her head with a gentle smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, enchantingly beautiful.

Soon, Qin Yun returned with a pile of withered wood, and after a fire was started and dusk fell, everyone began sitting around the fire to practice their cultivation.

Night was like water, with stars so close they seemed within reach, and the scene was beautifully picturesque, if not for the occasional growls of demons and monsters that added an eerie touch to the tranquility.

...

In the blink of an eye, two days had whisked by, and all the competitors from Luoyan City had entered the magical world of the treasure, with hundreds of thousands crammed into the small world, one could imagine how frequent the battles were.

Da-da-da...

On the grassland, Qin Jun, with the Desolate World Gatling gun in hand, wildly sprayed bullets at the fleeing cultivators ahead, while Qin Yun, Zhu Yanqing, Roaring Sky Dog, and Li Yuanba, followed behind like spectators without the need to lift a finger.

"Ah—"

"Damn it, this is cheating, fight me without relying on your magical tool!"

"My leg! Ah!!!"

"Such terrifying lethality..."

Cultivators screamed while dodging; the Desolate World Gatling was immensely savage. Accompanied by a roar akin to that of a wild beast, flames erupted continuously, and bullets poured out like rain, leaving many cultivators shot beyond recognition, a pitiable sight.

Yet most cultivators were only fleeing without any intention of squeezing their talisman to withdraw from the competition.

They did not want to wait another three years.

"Sigh, is this really the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition?"

Qin Yun lamented, looking at Qin Jun’s back, his expression full of sighs. Armed with the Desolate World Gatling, Qin Jun was advancing as if herding dogs, where even powerful cultivators had no choice but to flee, making him feel as if he were in a dream.

Before participating in the city’s trials, he had been incredibly nervous, never expecting it to be this easy once inside.

There’s no denying, this feeling was awesome!