The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 383 - 483: What is God 【Third Update】

Chapter 383: Chapter 483: What is God 【Third Update】

"Enough, let’s not create killing karma."

Qin Jun shook his head and sighed, "What can I do when I’m so kind-hearted?"

If people knew the self-admiration in his heart, they would surely spit in his face. Haven’t enough people been killed by your schemes?

Nezha curled his lips, not caring about the killing karma at all, whereas Chang’e’s eyes revealed a look of admiration.

Unlike Nezha who was a heavenly general, specialized in slaying demons and vanquishing evil, Chang’e was the epitome of a peaceful goddess, who on the full moon night of Mid-Autumn Festival, yearned for her homeland.

"This woman is a demon, for the safety of the Human Clan, we must eliminate her!"

Just then, Hu Yuzhi’s voice suddenly rose, leaving Qin Jun at a loss for words.

Can’t you just not court death?

I’ve already spared you, and yet you insist on running headlong towards doom!

Qin Jun was full of silent ridicule, wondering how Hu Yuzhi had managed to climb to the position of sect leader. Could it have been through some sort of deal?

Chang’e’s face also turned frosty as she looked toward Hu Yuzhi, even a goddess’s patience had its limits.

First, Hu Yuzhi had attacked her, and after being spared, the woman still wouldn’t let go!

Chang’e was a deity from ancient mythology, her father one of the Five Emperors. In those days, ten suns scorched the earth, and countless mythical beasts ravaged the land of Huaxia. Having weathered many trials, Chang’e would not be merciful if angered. The other party would surely meet a grim end.

Just look at Zhu Bajie, who transformed from Heavenly Marshal Tianpeng into a pig demon, living a life worse than death!

"Humph, then come and kill me!"

Chang’e said with a cold huff, sweeping her sleeves. Her graceful silhouette made Qin Jun’s mouth go dry.

Nezha couldn’t help asking Qin Jun, "Do you need a hand?"

With his strength, he could instantly kill everyone present!

"No need!"

Chang’e replied in place of Qin Jun, her domineering attitude causing the corners of Qin Jun’s mouth to twitch involuntarily.

It seems this goddess is not so easily conquered!

"Anyone who doesn’t want to die, leave quickly!"

Qin Jun said in a deep voice, there were so many cultivators here, and he couldn’t let Chang’e kill indiscriminately; keeping some alive would help spread the word. It wasn’t him being tyrannical but Hu Yuzhi’s skill at courting death reaching a new level.

If people are bent on self-destruction, not even the heavens can stop them!

Upon hearing this, many cultivators fled in disarray, no one was a fool. It was clear that Hu Yuzhi was no match for Chang’e, and staying would only turn them into cannon fodder for Hu Yuzhi.

Chang’e understood Qin Jun’s intention and didn’t attack immediately, instead, she just watched Hu Yuzhi quietly.

Without saying a word, merely locking gazes was enough to immensely pressure Hu Yuzhi, her forehead drenched in cold sweat as she started to regret letting anger cloud her judgment.

"An Lang, aren’t you coming up here? Do you want to die?"

Qin Jun looked down at An Lang, who was at the edge of the pit, and called out, bringing An Lang, who was still in shock, back to his senses, then he unconsciously flew towards Qin Jun.

He had only flown a few meters before he froze.

"Damn it...why did I listen to him?"

An Lang cursed himself internally. Approaching Qin Jun now would be like pledging allegiance to him.

But he was somewhat tempted himself, and with the imminent clash between Chang’e and Hu Yuzhi, he reluctantly flew towards Qin Jun, avoiding eye contact, feeling a mix of shame, anger, and embarrassment.

Jin Wuhui frowned, not having anticipated An Lang switching allegiance to Qin Jun.

"One day, I will defeat you!"

Jin Wuhui murmured while staring at Qin Jun, then turned and transformed into a streak of black light that disappeared into the horizon.

Qin Jun didn’t notice his departure; after all, Jin Wuhui hadn’t triggered any task, and there would be plenty of opportunities to win him over in the future.

Approaching Qin Jun, An Lang clenched his teeth and said, "Since it’s like this, from now on, I will acknowledge you as my emperor!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Half-kneeling on the clouds, An Lang shouted, his voice hoarse and strained as if he were using all the strength in his body.

He knew that after today, the entire Demonic Dao would curse him, but what of it?

Seeing the strength that Chang’e had displayed, and Nezha, a top ten figure in the heavenly rankings, he couldn’t suppress the impulsive desire in his heart to follow the path of the strong.

"Ding! Side quest completed—Conquer the Genius! You have been awarded one God and Demon summoning opportunity and one God and Demon instance opportunity!"

The system notification arrived on schedule, leaving Qin Jun secretly thrilled.

Although An Lang was only ranked sixth in talent within the Demonic Dao, his ranking on the mortal list was first. The other five geniuses were all over a hundred years old, and given time, An Lang was bound to surpass them.

"Very well! In the future, I will let you trample the entire Abyss Sect underfoot!"

Qin Jun said with a laugh as he raised An Lang to his feet with one hand, his words making An Lang’s blood boil.

The Abyss Sect was An Lang’s first faction. Though he wasn’t born and raised within the Abyss Sect, he had always aimed to surpass the sect master. Hearing Qin Jun’s words, he suddenly felt, what of the Abyss Sect?

Now, who couldn’t guess that Qin Jun’s target was the Sacred Dynasty?

At the same time, Chang’e began to fly towards Hu Yuzhi.

Facing Chang’e’s approach, Hu Yuzhi wanted to run but couldn’t swallow her pride. With several hundred cultivators with nefarious intentions still lingering, if the word got out that she, the master of North Snow Peak, had been scared into fleeing, where would North Snow Peak’s face be put?

"Do you really think you can..."

Hu Yuzhi began to threaten, but before she could finish, Chang’e appeared in front of her with a blink.

Slap—

The sound of a slap tore through the nightly commotion, spinning Hu Yuzhi’s body as she plummeted downward, crashing into the crater wall with a thunderous noise that stirred up dust and made Qin Jun, Nezha, and An Lang’s eyes widen.

Such a fierce goddess!

Chang’e raised her right hand, and beams of moonlight descended from the heavens, gathering in the palm of her hand like a brightly shining tornado. Her white robe fluttered as she looked on with utter indifference.

"I am a deity, how dare you defile me with your demon filth!"

Chang’e’s voice was filled with iciness. As soon as her words ended, she waved her hand down, and the tornado formed by the moonlight left her grasp, plummeting downward.

Rumble—

An intense light burst forth, engulfing the entire giant pit. The violent storm left Qin Jun and An Lang struggling to maintain their stance in the air. Below, a succession of screams arose, sending shivers down one’s spine.

The earth quaked violently, and the ferocious winds made the night sky grow even more dim and bleak, as if the end of the world had come.

The power of someone in the Golden Immortal Realm was terrifying indeed!

Even though Chang’e was only at the first level of the Golden Immortal Realm, with the power of the moonlight at her disposal, the destructive force she unleashed was undoubtedly earth-shattering.

Even Nezha was squinting at Chang’e’s silhouette, murmuring, "So strong!"

In mythology, Chang’e, who dwelled on the moon, seldom fought with others. But in the solitude of the moon, the countless years of cultivation had forged her into someone with tremendous cultivation.

"My, my... Chang’e is really no mere vase..."

Qin Jun muttered to himself, feeling very fortunate. Goddesses who were both beautiful and powerful weren’t common, so he would need to treat her well and not be too frivolous.

For a goddess like Chang’e, Qin Jun was self-aware that flirting wouldn’t work.

Moreover, from the moment he first saw Chang’e, Qin Jun had decided to treat her with respect and let feelings take their natural course, since she was by his side anyway.

Is constant companionship the most touching confession?

Cough cough!

Qin Jun shook his head, thinking, how did he suddenly become so flirtatious?