The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 211: Son of Destiny

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Son of Destiny

"During this time, I wandered near the city gates of the Imperial Capital, spreading Your Highness’s divine name," Zhang Jue respectfully answered.

Qin Jun was taken aback. Had this fellow gone to fool people again?

The aura of bewilderment indeed is abnormal, who knows how many people he managed to hoodwink.

Before Qin Jun could inquire further, Zhang Jue began to volunteer his achievements: "The two hundred thousand soldiers at the western city gate have already expressed their willingness to defect to Your Highness!"

Two hundred thousand!

Qin Jun’s eyes widened in shock, and Evening Star and others also jumped in fright.

How many days had it been?

The soldiers of the Imperial Capital were no ordinary troops; even the weakest among them were at the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment, with quite a few at the Golden Elixir Realm. Yet they were persuaded to defect by Zhang Jue?

Although, in their eyes, the two hundred thousand-strong army was still akin to ants, for someone at Zhang Jue’s level of cultivation, it was nothing short of a miracle.

"Is it really two hundred thousand regular troops?" Qin Jun frowned and asked. Surely they weren’t all the old, weak, sick, and disabled sort?

Zhang Jue replied solemnly: "Of course, they are regular troops, and they are the city’s defenders at that!"

At this statement, the crowd couldn’t help but view him in a new light; they had not expected that someone at the Golden Elixir Realm like him could achieve such a feat.

It seems that those who pledge allegiance to Qin Jun are not ordinary by any means.

Either their combat power is off the charts, or they have special talents. Zhang Jue’s art of verbal persuasion has obviously reached its peak.

"Well done, keep up the good work, and you won’t be let down in the future!" Qin Jun patted Zhang Jue’s shoulder and smiled, giving him an approving look.

Zhang Jue hurriedly responded with modesty, and the atmosphere became even more cordial.

With two hundred thousand troops joining him, Qin Jun naturally grinned from ear to ear, and with the White-robed Army soon to arrive, his forces would consist not only of top-notch warriors but also considerable manpower.

Shortly after, the tavern keeper gestured for the servers to bring out the dishes, and Qin Jun and his companions drank and chatted merrily, while the tavern’s patrons trembled with fear.

About half an hour later, Sha Wujing and Li Yuanba returned, both of them covered in blood, which made for a terrifying sight.

"Is everything taken care of?" Qin Jun smiled and asked. With the Beigong Ancestor dead, no one in the Nanzhuo Dynasty could stand against Sha Wujing, and even Li Yuanba could go about unchecked.

"Of course!" Li Yuanba arrogantly lifted his chin and bragged.

Red Boy’s eyes twirled, and he chuckled, "Silly big guy, when shall we have a little spar?"

Though Li Yuanba looked as if he was on death’s doorstep, to Red Boy, he was indeed a giant, or even a titan, given that Red Boy possessed only the stature of an infant.

"Sure!"

Li Yuanba’s eyes immediately shone bright, still shocked by the image of Red Boy’s great battle with the ancient senior, not feeling fear but rather eager to try his hand.

Who could the Giant Bird be afraid of?

The inherent defiance in him knew no fear of any opponent, growing stronger against the strong!

Qin Jun found it quite troublesome. Both Li Yuanba and Red Boy were sore losers, and a bout between the two was likely to escalate into a fight to the death. It seemed he would need to do some extra training with them later on.

Afterwards, the group continued to drink tea for a while before getting up to leave the Tianci Tavern, much to the relief of the tavern keeper, who instinctively wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Your Highness, are we leaving now? Aren’t you going to wait for Ao Wujian to unify the Nanzhuo Dynasty?" Evening Star asked with a light chuckle.

Qin Jun shook his head, "I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist giving him a hard time!"

The crowd burst into laughter. Qin Jun was good in many ways, but he particularly enjoyed making fun of others.

But for the time being, he indeed couldn’t destroy the Nanzhuo Dynasty. If the Nanzhuo Dynasty were to fall, the other dynasties would reach out their hands, not favorable to the development of the Qianyue Kingdom. If the Nanzhuo Dynasty did not fall, when the sky fell, there would be tall ones to stand it up, which could buy the Qianyue Kingdom time to develop.

At this point, the group headed towards the western city gate. Before leaving, Qin Jun naturally had to take the 200,000 strong army of the western gate with him. If Ao Wujian were to find out about this afterward, he would surely be so angry that he’d spit blood.

The soldiers of the imperial capital were truly the elite of the elite.

...

Rumble rumble—

Thunderclouds surged, lightning snaked down like a dragon, and in the blink of an eye vanished without a trace. The pitter-pattering rain washed over the land, below was an endless Gobi, and a colossal palace loomed within it, like a giant hand slapping the Cangqiong. In the stormy night, it appeared terrifying and horrific, like a haunted castle.

With a whoosh, a figure flew from the sky towards the grim palace. Upon getting a closer look, it turned out to be the ancient elder who had previously battled fiercely against Red Boy. However, at this moment, he appeared like a shadow, looking extremely unreal, and if someone with profound cultivation were to see it, they would recognize that this was a Primordial Spirit out of the body.

He had actually escaped from the Samadhi Real Fire.

"Without avenging this enmity, I, Ancient Lantern, swear not to rest!"

The Primordial Spirit state’s Ancient Elder’s eyes flashed with frenzied killing intent; this was the first time he had ever been in such a wretched state.

You should know that in the land without masters, he was a being who could cover the sky with one hand. If word got out, it would utterly destroy his reputation.

The land without masters, as the name suggests, is a place unconstrained, where the righteous and the demonic paths intersect. The territory is vast, even greater than the Nanzhuo Dynasty. Within it stand numerous sects, and the law of the jungle is demonstrated to the fullest. The Netherworld Holy Sect, where You Fenghuang resided, was one of these forces.

Ancient Lantern was the leader of the Black Flame Sect, and the Netherworld Holy Sect was a subsidiary sect to it.

With such a low status, You Fenghuang naturally couldn’t come into contact with Ancient Lantern.

This time, Ancient Lantern had decided that once his injuries healed, he would lead the Black Flame Sect to obliterate the Nanzhuo Dynasty and the Qianyue Kingdom to which Qin Jun belonged.

...

Nanzhuo Dynasty, the western gate of the imperial capital.

Cultivators on the streets retreated like a tide, followed by Qin Jun and others walking up from the end of the street.

"Hehe, why are these people so afraid of us?" Red Boy, perched on Qin Jun’s shoulder, curiously asked. According to him, he had started cultivating since he was born and only ventured out after cultivating for three hundred years. Qin Jun had met him before his demotion, and they had hit it off immediately. Hearing of his troubles, the playful Red Boy had come to lend his support.

Of course, Qin Jun had no memory of their previous encounter, but he understood that this was an arrangement of the mythology system, so he did not expose it.

Everyone was puzzled. How had this fellow made connections with so many powerful figures?

No matter their confusion, they couldn’t possibly conceive of the existence of the mythology system, for each of them possessed their own memories. At the very least, they could attest to themselves and ultimately, all doubts transformed into admiration.

The Child of Destiny!

This was how Evening Star had evaluated Qin Jun, leaving Qin Yun, Zhu Yanqing, and Bai Menghu shocked to the core.

"It’s all because of you," Qin Jun teased with a smile. The battles from before would soon spread far and wide, and the name of the Sage Infant King was sure to become renowned.

Red Boy laughed proudly, making him look even cuter.

Just then, squads of soldiers rushed forward. They held weapons and were clad in heavy armor; their running caused the entire street to tremble.

"Fantastic, the army is coming to subdue Qin Jun!"

"Talk nonsense. The Seven Major Sects couldn’t do a thing to Qin Jun; do you think the army can?"

"Even if they can’t, the soldiers of our Nanzhuo Dynasty are passionate and brave men who will fight to the last moment!"

"You’re not even a soldier. What’s with the excitement?"

The surrounding cultivators discussed animatedly, all watching the approaching soldiers with eyes full of anticipation.