The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 245: The Emperor’s Despair

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: The Emperor’s Despair

Boom!

Qin Jun only felt a mysterious force flow into his body through his shoulder. He didn’t feel pain, but rather a sense that he and the Torch Dragon were establishing some kind of connection in the dark.

The Soul Contract!

He had heard the Roaring Sky Dog mention it before, but he didn’t expect it to happen to himself today, which made him feel exhilarated yet also somewhat puzzled.

Wasn’t the Torch Dragon too easy to deceive?

Could there be something about him that attracted the Torch Dragon?

Qin Jun couldn’t help but ponder deeply. He could act shameless and joke around normally, but he wouldn’t be foolish at a critical moment.

However, after thinking for a while, he couldn’t determine the reason, given that he possessed so many treasures.

The Torch Dragon slowly released his grip, then affectionately rubbed against Qin Jun’s face, making him sigh with emotion – even the most terrifying beings were adorable as youngsters!

In mythology, the Torch Dragon was a formidable being, spanning a thousand miles, capable of calling winds and summoning rains, with few in heaven and earth able to stand against it. But the young Torch Dragon was so well-behaved that Qin Jun could hardly believe it was a Torch Dragon.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for taming the first qi movement Divine Beast; you have been rewarded with one God and Demon summoning opportunity!"

The system’s notification sound suddenly rang out, surprising Qin Jun, although it was also within his expectations. A Divine Beast had significant meaning, and if its first time didn’t trigger a reward, Qin Jun would have felt wronged!

Thinking about the summoning chance and the power it could integrate, Qin Jun suppressed the urge to summon immediately.

After all, the Abyss Sect could attack him at any moment, and he did not want to summon a disappointment.

Although talents like Zhang Jiao had their uses, they were too insignificant against a colossal entity like the Abyss Sect.

Right now, Qin Jun was hoping for an overwhelming warrior like Erlang Shen, or a peerless strategist like Jiang Ziya.

"System, can I check the Torch Dragon’s attribute list now?"

Qin Jun asked inwardly, curious about how strong the young Torch Dragon that could blow Yan Jingxi away in one breath was.

As soon as he finished speaking, a screen visible only to him appeared before him:

"Torch Dragon, a qi movement Divine Beast!"

"Race: God Clan!"

"Cultivation: First level of the Immortal Realm!"

Is that all?

Qin Jun blinked, making sure he had not misread, before asking inwardly, "Is that all the information?"

"After all, this Torch Dragon wasn’t summoned by the system, and it has just been born; only this much can be detected," replied the system reluctantly, prompting Qin Jun to pout.

It seems you’re not almighty after all!

He then looked at the Torch Dragon in his arms, growing more and more fond of it – a little treasure from the Immortal Realm!

"Your Highness, what should we do next..."

Daji started to ask, though she didn’t finish her sentence, Qin Jun already understood what she meant.

Having secured a Divine Beast, it was time to leave!

Qin Jun scanned the Divine Beast Lake and saw that the cultivators were all looking at him eagerly, while the Abyss Sect demons and Xu Yue from the Black Flame Sect had long since disappeared; they sure were quick to flee.

"Hmm, it’s time to go!"

Qin Jun nodded and smiled, then turned to look at Jiang Ming not far away.

Feeling his gaze, Jiang Ming’s three companions all retreated in fear, while Jiang Ming, with his head lowered, did not know that Qin Jun was watching him.

"Hey, didn’t you just say you had sworn brotherhood with me before? How come I don’t remember?"

Qin Jun asked with a wicked smile, startling Jiang Ming into looking up, and giving him an inexplicable sense of panic as if caught in an act of treachery.

"I..."

Jiang Ming staggered backward in terror, trembling all over, at a loss for how to reply to Qin Jun.

Only now did Chun and the other two realize that Qin Jun and Jiang Ming weren’t sworn brothers at all—they had all been deceived by Jiang Ming.

The very thought filled them with rage as they glared at Jiang Ming. Chun, in particular, had tears of anger glistening in her eyes, hinting at a deeper story.

"Ha ha, you want to be my brother? Go back and cultivate for another five hundred years!"

Qin Jun burst into laughter and leaped into the air, followed closely by Daji and the others. The mischievous Red Boy even made a grimace deliberately at Jiang Ming’s group, and Torch Dragon imitated playfully.

"What an Overlord! Truly, his presence is compelling upon first meeting!"

"Ha ha ha, Jiang Ming has finally been exposed by Qin Jun himself. Let’s see how he continues to swindle under Qin Jun’s name!"

"Tsk tsk, he’s really unlucky, to have actually encountered Qin Jun!"

"Hmph, if I were Qin Jun, I’d definitely slap him to death!"

The cultivators around Divine Beast Lake were abuzz with merciless mockery, which made Jiang Ming’s blood boil and throat sweeten until he spat out blood and fainted.

And the events of today would surely spread far and wide, becoming legendary!

The news flew fast, and in the following days the names of Qin Jun, Sage Infant King, Torch Dragon, Abyss Sect, and Black Flame Sect shook the Black Dragon Kingdom, sending the entire nation into a frenzy.

Any one of these names was more than the minor Black Dragon Kingdom could handle.

...

Black Dragon Kingdom, imperial palace.

The great hall was deathly silent, all the civil and military officials tense, while the Black Dragon Emperor slumped on the dragon throne, radiating a defeated aura.

The consecutive deaths of Bao Zhendan and Mo Qilin had already left him exhausted, and now with the death of Yan Jingxi of the Abyss Sect, he felt a sense of despair.

Indeed, it was the Abyss Sect that stood behind the Black Dragon Kingdom!

Yan Jingxi was one of the Seventeen Protectors, a significant figure within the Abyss Sect. His death might provoke the wrath of the Sect towards the Black Dragon Kingdom.

With the loss of the Divine Beast Torch Dragon to Qin Jun as well, he dared not imagine the fury it could awaken within the Abyss Sect.

"Your Majesty, should we continue to wage war against the Qianyue Kingdom?" a cautious minister inquired.

"Wage war my ass! Qin Jun is still within our kingdom, are you not afraid he’ll come knocking?" the Black Dragon Emperor said weakly, waving his hand dismissively, clearly having lost all hope.

The courtiers could sense his dejection but remained silent, not offering any advice, for they too knew not what to say.

Both Qin Jun and the Abyss Sect were entities the Black Dragon Kingdom couldn’t afford to provoke.

"If only we had known, we should never have attacked the Qianyue Kingdom..."

A murmur from someone only added to the heavy atmosphere in the great hall.

...

Two days later, Qin Jun and his companions arrived at the capital of the Black Dragon Kingdom.

Torch Dragon was on Qin Jun’s back, its serpentine body wrapped in white cloth, as if Qin Jun were carrying a child. Especially with his youthful, handsome appearance, passersby frequently turned to stare.

Qin Jun was rather helpless with Torch Dragon clinging to him—if anyone else touched it, it would go berserk, and even Li, who was also of the Dragon Clan, couldn’t carry it away. At most, she was allowed to pinch its cheek.

"Your Highness, shall we go straight up and attack?"

Daji asked curiously. They had been leisurely these past two days, casually strolling amidst scenic mountains and waters.

"Of course, I have no intention of wasting any more time," Qin Jun replied, smirking. He looked straight down the street to the end where the silhouette of the palace was visible. Although far from rivaling the splendor of the Imperial Palace Peak of the Nanzhuo Dynasty, it was far grander than the palace of the Qianyue Kingdom.

He couldn’t help pondering that once he ascended to the throne, he would have to redesign a new palace; after all, the palace was the face of the kingdom, and the more luxurious and imposing it was, the more prestigious it appeared!