The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 209: As Long as the Blue Mountain is There

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: As Long as the Blue Mountain is There

Traitor!

Scum!

Shameless wretch!

Ao Wujian cursed Qin Jun inwardly, nonstop. They had agreed to cooperate, how could he be so heartless?

But what he felt even more was helplessness. He should have been more decisive from the beginning, fully supporting Qin Jun to the end, instead of just paying lip service.

Before entering Luoqian Hall, Ao Wujian had promised to protect Qin Jun. However, once inside, he was as powerless as a bystander watching the show. Although Qin Jun did not hold a grudge against him for this, it certainly did not endear him to Ao Wujian either.

Now, dealing with matters from the perspective of Emperor Di, it was natural that they would not consider personal feelings.

"Ao Wujian, may you die a horrible death!"

"Ao Wujian, I curse you never to ascend the throne!"

"Qin Jun, why not kill Ao Wujian? We would rather have you claim the throne!"

"Exactly!"

The elders of the Star Lodge spoke with fervor, their hatred for Ao Wujian instantly surpassing their enmity toward Qin Jun. Qin Jun couldn’t help but smirk at the scene, while Ao Wujian’s face grew so dark it looked as though it could drip water.

Qin Jun pretended not to see Ao Wujian’s expression and smiled, "Apart from Fei Yushu, everyone else must die!"

Li Yuanba immediately charged forward with the Giant Bird Divine Hammer in his grasp. He threw it with great might, shocking the Star Lodge elders into changing their expressions drastically, as they dodged in quick succession. Though they claimed they were ready to die nobly, when death truly approached, their bodies honestly betrayed their fear.

Red Boy also made his move. If Li Yuanba didn’t transform into the Giant Bird, he only had the cultivation of the Earth Immortal Realm and naturally couldn’t face the combined might of the Star Lodge elders.

What followed was a massacre, especially with Red Boy. With each thrust of his Eight-Foot Fire-Tipped Spear, he claimed a life. The gap between the True Immortal Realm and the Earth Immortal Realm was like a chasm, insurmountable.

The disciples of the Star Lodge watched with eyes reddened by rage, but no one dared to rashly make a move, for to do so meant certain death.

"Ao Wujian, to death with you!"

Star Lodge’s leader, Zhang Leiting, didn’t even attempt to protect his fellow sect members but charged straight at Ao Wujian instead. His figure was like a ghost, reaching Ao Wujian in the blink of an eye, with the intention to end it all with a single palm strike.

Ao Wujian laughed in disdain. Within the Nanzhuo Dynasty, he felt only three people posed a threat to him, and Zhang Leiting was definitely not one of them.

Whoosh—

A flash of sword light, and Ao Wujian raised his right hand, from which had appeared a long sword at some unknown point. Zhang Leiting stood in front of him with a stunned expression, and the next second his right shoulder burst with blood as his arm was cleanly severed and flew away.

This scene had everyone, including Qin Jun, narrowing their eyes. This was the first time they had seen Ao Wujian move, and even Qin Jun hadn’t caught his motion, while Li Bai and Roaring Sky Dog frowned, indicating that Ao Wujian was truly no ordinary fighter.

After a short moment of shock, Zhang Leiting’s face twisted with a ferocious and ruthless expression as he kicked out like lightning. The kick was extremely tricky and hit Ao Wujian before he could react, sending him flying.

At the same time, Fei Yushu summoned his Blood Lamp, from which shot out blood-colored Sword Qi towards Ao Wujian. Alarmed, Ao Wujian quickly raised his sword to block, blades flurried against the blood-colored Qi in a collision that set off a series of explosions and fierce winds, tossing around the Star Lodge disciples on the eaves while Qin Jun, shielded by Li Bai and the others, was unaffected.

"Qin Jun, help me now!" Ao Wujian urgently called out. Against Zhang Leiting alone, he was confident, but with the addition of Fei Yushu, he could only be defeated. After all, Fei Yushu was also a seasoned Earth Immortal Realm powerhouse, not to be underestimated.

Qin Jun had no choice but to signal with his eyes for Wujing to make a move. Wujing instantly appeared in front of Fei Yushu and struck with his palm. Fei Yushu’s pupils constricted as he instinctively raised his arm in defense, but it was futile.

Bang—

Fei Yushu was sent flying backward with a palm strike from Wujing, crashing into the wall behind him, dust billowing upward. This scared Zhang Leiting into a drastic change of expression, but he didn’t flee; instead, he concentrated all his strength, preparing to deliver a killing blow to Ao Wujian.

Naturally, Wujing would not let him succeed. With the Demon-Subduing Staff in hand, he appeared behind Zhang Leiting and swung down hard, striking him in the back. A muffled sound accompanied Zhang Leiting’s mouthful of blood as he was flung away; the sight made Ao Wujian’s eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

Just now, in that instant, he had smelled the scent of death on Sha Wujing.

"Fortunately, I did not make an enemy of Qin Jun."

Ao Wujian was relieved to think that his previous resentments towards Qin Jun disappeared in a flash.

Li Yuanba and Red Boy had concluded their battle, and several tragic corpses lay in front of the gate, while Sha Wujing approached Zhang Leiting like the god of death himself.

Qin Jun watched expressionlessly, although he bore no direct grudge against these people, hatred needed no rationale when it was tied to interests.

To his surprise, he found that there was no compassion or guilt in his heart. He didn’t know when he had become able to kill without batting an eye, and he was not frightened by this realization, but instead found it quite normal.

"The path to imperial power is paved with bones, a world where the weak are prey to the strong!"

Qin Jun’s gaze hardened, for he was no longer the insignificant clerk from his past life.

Zhang Leiting ultimately could not escape death and was smashed to death by Sha Wujing’s staff. He lay at the end of the street with bulging eyes, dying with grievances unappeased.

A powerful figure had fallen.

It is difficult for those in the Earth Immortal Realm to be killed; they can even leave their bodies with their Primordial Spirits. But sadly for him, he faced Sha Wujing—a high existence of the ninth layer in the Immortal Realm—so he didn’t even have the chance to escape as a spirit.

"Let’s go, to the Star Lodge!"

Qin Jun said gravely, and Ao Wujian naturally had no objections. The remaining disciples of the Divine Sword Hall were inconsequential in his eyes. With all the elders dead, the Divine Sword Hall had fallen from grace and would hardly have the chance to rise again under his watch.

"Wait! Kill me!"

Just then, a figure staggered out from the dust—it was Fei Yushu. He was covered in blood, a ghastly sight, yet his gaze was resolute.

Qin Jun turned around and frowned at him. Fei Yushu had treated him well initially, and his proud nature was why Qin Jun had been willing to spare him. But now, the man seemed insistently bent on dying.

"Are you an idiot, ’Where there are green hills, one shouldn’t worry about firewood’? Don’t you want revenge?"

Qin Jun scolded, annoyed with his stubbornness, causing Evening Star and the others to be at a loss for words. The intent was so obvious; couldn’t he consider Ao Wujian’s feelings?

Ao Wujian’s mouth twitched, but he did not speak, knowing that it would be useless to interject.

Now Qin Jun’s word was law.

Chastised by Qin Jun, Fei Yushu’s eyes revealed a sense of bewilderment as he repeated to himself, "Where there are green hills... one shouldn’t worry about firewood..."

Gradually, his eyes grew brighter.

"Well said, I did not expect Your Highness to possess such literary grace," Li Bai praised.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes, for the remark only proved that Li Bai had previously thought him lacking in literary grace.

Okay, maybe he was.

But you don’t have to be so brutally honest!

While Qin Jun was inwardly scoffing, Fei Yushu suddenly knelt before Qin Jun, exclaiming deeply, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your mercy!"

The title "Your Highness" said it all.

Afterward, Fei Yushu led the disciples of the Divine Sword Hall away in a grand procession, causing Ao Wujian’s eyelids to twitch involuntarily; Fei Yushu’s talents were well known to him, and Qin Jun’s actions had undoubtedly erected a formidable rival for himself.