The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 395: This Emperor【3 updates】

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: This Emperor【3 updates】

A group of people left the cave, and during their flight, Qin Jun started using the random lottery chance he obtained from comprehending the secret characters of formation paths.

"Ding! The random lottery is starting..."

The system prompt sounded so wonderful at that moment, and Qin Jun was in a good mood as well.

He was very curious about the origins of the Qin Emperor Realm, how it could hide the secret characters of formation paths, and why those secret characters chose him.

Tianjue had been in the cave for so long, he must have tried to comprehend the secret characters of formation paths, but it was clear that he hadn’t succeeded.

After Qin Jun comprehended the secret characters of formation paths, the strange characters on the cave walls had disappeared, which suggested that they weren’t meant for many to contemplate and probably were unique.

According to the inherited memories, there were still many mysteries within the secret characters of formation paths, and Qin Jun had only grasped the ability to probe into his heart and maintain his true self for now.

But he wasn’t in a hurry. Having such strength right after inheriting, he had all the time in the future to continue penetrating the secrets.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the Thousand Faces Mask!"

Thousand Faces Mask?

What’s that about?

"System, what’s the use of the Thousand Faces Mask?" Qin Jun asked in his mind.

Nezha controlled the clouds for flying at a high speed, estimating that it would take less than an incense stick’s time to return to the encampment area.

"After putting it on, it can change the host’s facial features according to their thoughts," the system explained.

That sounded pretty good.

But I’m the Qin Emperor!

Do I need to be low-key?

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, not even interested in taking out the Thousand Faces Mask.

His gaze turned to Tianjue, who was cowering on the cloud, utterly without the dignity of the Golden Immortal Realm, a truly embarrassing sight.

Having read many ancient texts from the Southern Domain, he had never seen any historical records of the emergence of a minor world. Could it be that the Qin Emperor Realm had been dormant for thousands, or even tens of thousands of years?

He would ask Old Man Yi to come and identify, it was possible that two poor creatures who had been imprisoned for a long time were actually friends.

Speaking of Old Man Yi made Qin Jun angry.

After summoning Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, he let the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng trouble Old Man Yi, but the old man was quick to react and agile, directly fleeing and shamelessly returning half a day later, ready to accept fault. As soon as Qin Jun ordered Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng to make a move, he would flee, not even giving Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng a chance to catch him.

Qin Jun suspected that the old man had definitely transcended the Golden Immortal Realm, but was like an unscrupulous old scoundrel without a bottom line.

It seems that he would have to summon stronger gods and demons to trouble Old Man Yi in the future.

Fortunately, although Old Man Yi loved causing trouble, he was still fairly kind to the people of Great Qin and could often be seen arguing with beggars on the streets, spewing all sorts of crude language without ever resorting to violence. This was also why Qin Jun hadn’t ordered the gods and demons to completely expel Old Man Yi.

Moreover, he could feel that ever since he had condensed the Extreme Flame Demon God to fight against the ancient souls, Old Man Yi’s attitude towards him was overly attentive, like a spring in full bloom.

Soon, they arrived at the palace. After several days, the palace was initially built, and the Giant Spirit God was setting it up. According to Qin Jun’s standards, the larger the palace within the Qin Emperor Realm, the better. Around the palace were many temporary wooden huts, which served as the dwelling for Qin Jun and others. Since they were practitioners of immortality or cultivation, they cultivated energy absorption at night, so they could temporarily tolerate the simple accommodations.

"Go and bring Old Man Yi here."

After landing, Qin Jun instructed King Huang Feng, who was resting in the shade of a tree. With King Huang Feng’s speed, as long as Old Man Yi didn’t intentionally hide, he could find him quickly.

Although puzzled, King Huang Feng obediently leaped into the air and flew away. As he took off, he couldn’t help but glance at Tianjue. Despite looking unkempt and embarrassed, Tianjue’s aura of the Golden Immortal Realm had not disappeared, which surprised King Huang Feng.

He hadn’t expected that there would be such a strong person hidden in the Qin Emperor Realm.

But he could see that Tianjue had been subdued by Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng. Looking at Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, who appeared calm and unhurt, he wondered just how strong that guy could be...

As King Huang Feng flew, he gritted his teeth. Being pushed out of the position as the number one strongman under Qin Jun, he naturally felt irked.

There was something that Qin Jun didn’t know.

King Huang Feng had privately challenged Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, and naturally, Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng won. Afterward, whenever King Huang Feng saw Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, his expression would become unnatural, and he would avoid him if possible.

"You all take him down and interrogate him, find out his origins and the origins of this minor world. If there aren’t any results within four days, execute him!"

Qin Jun turned and instructed Nezha and Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, then turned and walked toward the river. He planned to take advantage of the next few days to thoroughly comprehend the secret characters of formation paths.

Nezha and Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng nodded, then carried Tianjue away into the distance.

...

Night fell, and Qin Jun, with Old Man Yi, arrived at the valley where Tianjue was imprisoned.

The day and night in the Qin Emperor Realm were reversed from the outside world; when it was night inside, it was daytime in the Great Qin kingdom outside.

"Young Qin, this minor world is truly remarkable, incredibly stable. The creator’s cultivation must be astonishingly high," Old Man Yi said in amazement, following closely at Qin Jun’s side. "It probably has something to do with the Holy Court, considering the Southern Domain once belonged to the Holy Court long ago."

As he spoke, he deliberately observed Qin Jun’s expression, but under the moonlight, Qin Jun’s handsome face was as calm as water.

Soon, they arrived at the center of the valley, just in time to hear Tianjue’s tragic screams, which were extremely piercing.

He was nailed to the mountain wall, with a yellow talisman on his chest that immobilized him, while Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng held a golden whip in his hand, lashing him continuously. Each strike that landed brought with it thunder and lightning, painful even for Qin Jun to watch.

"Do you recognize him? His name is Tianjue!" Qin Jun pointed at Tianjue and asked Old Man Yi. Turning his head, he saw Old Man Yi’s expression freeze as though he had been struck dumb.

Could it be they really knew each other?

Qin Jun thought, eyebrows raised. Could they be tearfully reunited destitute souls, a pair of close companions separated for tens of thousands of years?

"Your Majesty, may I ask for him to be taken down?" Old Man Yi asked through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions as if he had fallen into a pit of sorrowful memories.

Interesting.

Qin Jun smiled and said, "Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, let him down."

Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng had, of course, noticed their arrival early on. He tucked the golden whip into his sleeve, then waved his right hand. The yellow talisman on Tianjue’s chest turned to ashes, and his body fell straight down.

Old Man Yi walked over to Tianjue, looked down at him, and faced away from the moonlight so that one couldn’t see his expression clearly.

Tianjue was still curled up and shivering, not daring to lift his head.

"Tianjue, do you still remember me, the Emperor?"

Old Man Yi’s voice was completely different from usual, utterly devoid of warmth.

The Emperor?

Qin Jun’s frown deepened, remembering that when he had first met Old Man Yi, he too had referred to himself in such a manner.

Could it be that Old Man Yi was an emperor in the past?

If that were true, then Qin Jun had to be even more cautious around him.

The heart of an emperor is inscrutable, and once one ascends the throne, it’s difficult to let go. Old Man Yi’s persistent involvement with him may be a sign of coveting his lands.

Struck by the revelation, Tianjue’s body tensed, and with great effort, he lifted his head to look up, muttering, "How could this be..."