The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 387: Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea [Third update]

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea [Third update]

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Jue quickly stepped out from the crowd of people and knelt in front of Qin Jun, bowing with his hands clasped together, his tone filled with excitement. After decades in the world of Journey to the West, he had almost forgotten Qin Jun’s visage.

"Are these the Yellow Turban Loyalists?"

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, and at his words, Zhang Jue’s eyes widened incredulously, asking, "How does Your Majesty know?"

He once again pondered Qin Jun’s mysterious and supreme Divine Power, and couldn’t help feeling a sense of confusion, like Zhuangzi dreaming he was a butterfly, unsure of what was real and what was false.

"If I sent you there, how could I not understand that world?"

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, assuming an aura of enigmatic profundity.

Zhang Jue’s worship of Qin Jun grew even deeper. He quickly turned back and called out, "What are you waiting for? Kneel and pay homage to His Majesty!"

At his command, all the Yellow Turban Rebels around him knelt down, creating a wave-like spectacle that stirred the hearts of the soldiers on the city walls.

A hint of excitement flickered in Qin Jun’s eyes because when he scanned with his Divine Consciousness, he discovered that these Yellow Turban Rebels had generally reached the Foundation Establishment level, and even Zhang Jue had attained the Transforming Void Realm.

The presence of hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the Foundation Establishment level, though far inferior to the Nu-Li demon troops, still delighted Qin Jun.

"How many Yellow Turban Loyalists are there?"

Qin Jun inquired. In front of Zhang Jue, he naturally could not call them rebels.

Nezha’s gaze had been fixed on Qin Jun. Seeing Zhang Jue’s rapid progress, he too couldn’t help feeling eager to become stronger. However, when cultivation reached their level, without an opportunity, it was difficult to make any sudden leaps in strength.

"A total of nine hundred and eighty thousand people!"

Zhang Jue stated proudly. The Yellow Turban Rebels were his greatest pride; in comparison, his own advancements in cultivation took a back seat in his mind.

In the ranks of Qin Jun’s forces, even the Transforming Void Realm wasn’t enough to make the top fifty thousand.

Just the Nu-Li demon troops alone numbered fifty thousand at the Transforming Void Realm, a terrifying thought in itself.

Each time Zhang Jue thought of Qin Jun’s forces, his pride would be swiftly tamped down.

"Alright, we’ll discuss the proceedings further!"

Qin Jun waved it off with a smile, and Zhang Jue naturally had no objections. The Yellow Turban Rebels flooded into the city, immediately causing a huge stir.

News quickly spread within the city, claiming that ninety thousand Yellow Turban Rebels appeared out of nowhere and then knelt before Qin Jun.

The news rapidly disseminated throughout the whole Land of Ping Tian.

Wasn’t this a divine miracle?

"My heavens! Isn’t the Qin Emperor too omnipotent?"

"A sudden appearance of ninety thousand troops out of thin air, are you joking?"

"I don’t believe it, it’s completely nonsensical!"

"Could the Qin Emperor be an incarnation of a heavenly deity?"

"That’s the only possibility left, look at what he’s done, clearly not the deeds of a mortal!"

The whole Land of Ping Tian began discussing the matter fervently, and the news even started spreading to the surrounding Imperial Dynasties.

Soon, an even more sensational piece of news exploded throughout the Southern Domain of the Human Clan.

The headquarters of the Hao Ri alliance were decimated by King Huang Feng, a subordinate of the Qin Emperor!

The alliance leader Luo Shaomin was forced to retreat with his Primordial Spirit by King Huang Feng. With countless casualties inflicted upon the Hao Ri alliance, known as the foremost of the Demonic Dao’s Nine Honored, the widespread branches of the alliance meant that King Huang Feng could not uproot the entire organization swiftly, but with the headquarters destroyed and Luo Shaomin severely injured, the days of glory for the Hao Ri alliance were over.

In no time, the other eight honored of the Demonic Dao became panicked, but of course, they also quickly took action, dividing up the territory of the Hao Ri alliance.

Meanwhile, the Righteous Dao’s Five Great Powers felt indescribable mixed emotions upon hearing this news.

After the tragic death of Hu Yuzhi, and now the disaster upon the Demonic Dao’s Hao Ri alliance, they had lost their will, completely unable to guess where Qin Emperor stood.

When the good news of King Huang Feng’s victory returned to Guarding Slaughter City, Qin Jun was in the midst of settling the Yellow Turban army corps, composed of former Yellow Turban Rebels. Zhang Jiao, who had been somewhat proud, fell silent instantly upon hearing this news.

There is still work to be done!

...

After the Hao Ri Alliance was heavily injured, Qin Jun’s life began to stabilize, and Great Qin was busy training troops.

Aside from cultivating and practicing swordsmanship daily, Qin Jun tried to find ways to build a relationship with Chang’e. Unfortunately, a goddess is still a goddess, and Qin Jun always struggled to find topics for conversation.

But Qin Jun’s greatest strength was his thick skin. He was not discouraged at all, and instead, became even more motivated.

About three days later, King Huang Feng returned. Qin Jun praised his achievements and had his heroic deeds widely publicized.

Another four days passed, and the monthly opportunity to enter the God and Demon replica arrived again.

This time Qin Jun sent Sha Wujing back, hoping he could bring Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Tang Monk, and the small white dragon with him.

Time flew by just like that.

...

One day, Evening Star finally returned, bringing with him eight divine immortals.

Tie Guai Li, Zhongli Quan, Zhang Guolao, Lan Caihe, He Xiangu, Lv Dongbin, Han Xiangzi, and Cao Guojiu!

Indeed, they were the main characters of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea!

"Quite impressive, the Eight Venerable Immortals will have to serve Us well in the future."

In the courtyard, Qin Jun sat on a stone stool and said with a smile, while the Eight Immortals’ attitude was somewhat disdainful. It seemed their lack of respect stemmed from Qin Jun’s cultivation in the Transforming Void Realm.

"System, bring up the Eight Immortals’ attribute list for me to see."

Qin Jun silently commanded in his mind and signaled towards a corner at the same time.

It turned out all the Eight Immortals had cultivation in the Immortal Realm, but their minor realms varied, with the strongest being Lv Dongbin at the fourth level of the Immortal Realm. They also didn’t possess any special attributes, which disappointed Qin Jun somewhat, but even a mosquito’s worth is still meat. Having them guard different territories was also good.

Evening Star took off the storage ring from his middle finger and handed it to Qin Jun with a smile, "This is my collection from dozens of years, full of spiritual pills and extraordinary treasures beyond count."

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow, took the storage ring, and swept his Divine Consciousness inside. His expression instantly shook.

At the same moment, Nezha flew over, standing behind Qin Jun, his disdainful gaze sweeping over the Eight Immortals.

He had watched everything here from the beginning, and naturally understood the reason Qin Jun had called him over.

Without speaking, he immediately burst forth with his aura!

The presence of someone with cultivation in the Golden Immortal Realm was a horrific threat to those within the Immortal Realm.

The faces of the Eight Immortals changed dramatically, and their breathing grew rapid.

"How is this possible... Has this person’s cultivation surpassed the Golden Immortal Realm?"

Lv Dongbin thought in fear, looking exceptionally disheveled despite his usual elegance.

He felt that Nezha was almost as strong as that war god of the Heavenly Court.

Of course, that was an illusion caused by his lower cultivation level; Erlang Shen was still much stronger than Nezha.

"Evening Star, let the Eight Immortals follow you for a while!"

Qin Jun said with a smile, his words had deeper meanings that perhaps the average person couldn’t discern, but Evening Star understood.

Evening Star nodded with a wry smile.

He inwardly cursed the Eight Immortals for their folly. He had already told them to maintain reverence, yet they each still acted arrogantly.

Evening Star had brought back spiritual pills, extraordinary treasures, and the Eight Immortals, but his own cultivation had not greatly changed. Qin Jun had expected this and thus did not care.

The king of verbal combat relies not on cultivation but on the loneliness of his tongue!

Under Nezha’s gaze, the Eight Immortals, drenched in cold sweat, followed Evening Star and left.