The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 406: Holy City

Chapter 406: Chapter 406: Holy City

The Sacred Emperor’s jade decree represents the will of the Sacred Emperor. Wherever it passes, no one may obstruct, or else the entire family to the ninth degree of kinship will be implicated!

When everyone saw Qin Jun produce the Sacred Emperor’s jade decree, they were all astonished.

"No wonder he dares to be so arrogant, turns out he has the support of the Sacred Emperor!"

"Tsk tsk, it seems Xu Tianyou has met his match!"

"This person’s cultivation is unfathomable, a casual flick of his hand sent Xu Tianyou and the Green-eyed Redflame Tiger flying!"

"I reckon he’s at least a strong warrior of the Immortal Realm!"

"More than that, the Green-eyed Redflame Tiger is famously powerful among Earth Immortal Realm combat pets."

The cultivators whispered among themselves, their gazes towards the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint filled with awe.

Powerhouses are respected everywhere after all, as the entire world abides by the law where the strong are honored.

"My lord, please..."

The soldiers guarding the gate said with trembling voices, not even daring to check his identity. The Sacred Emperor’s jade decree has one special property: it must be bound with blood by the owner, and if it leaves the owner for the time of an incense stick, it will turn to ash.

Therefore, the likelihood of it being stolen and then infiltrated into the Holy City was extremely low.

Qin Jun retracted the Sacred Emperor’s jade decree and strolled past the city gate, followed closely by the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint, Chang’e, and Old Man Yi. Watching their retreating figures, the cultivators erupted in conversation again.

Having sent Xu Tianyou flying, this incident would surely cause an uproar, but Qin Jun didn’t care.

He hadn’t intended to keep a low profile upon arriving in the Imperial Dynasty!

After the Heavenly Convention, he planned to stir up a storm in the Imperial Dynasty!

He was going to make the Southern Domain bear the name of Qin from now on!

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Qin Jun’s mouth as the four of them walked along the stone path leading to the Holy City from the city gate.

The city gate and the district connected to Sacred Emperor Peak were adjacent, and the surrounding flying islands could rotate around, but the city gate and main district were tightly linked. Walking on the stone path, Qin Jun could look down and see the clouds below, incredibly picturesque.

It must be said, the scenery here was truly like that of an Immortal Realm.

"Tsk tsk, the Sacred Emperor really knows how to enjoy himself."

Old Man Yi remarked with a sigh, his tone full of mockery, but to Qin Jun’s ears, it sounded like envy.

It was clear that back when he was the Demon Emperor, he didn’t have the same relaxed life as the Sacred Emperor does now.

Qin Jun shook his head and said with a laugh, "Don’t be envious; this will all belong to me soon!"

That comment deflated Old Man Yi. Although he had decided to pledge allegiance to Qin Jun, having fallen from his position as the Supreme of the Southern Domain, such words inevitably added to his humiliation.

Seeing Old Man Yi looking sullen, Qin Jun couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

The distance from the city gate to the main district was dozens of miles long, and ordinary cultivators would fly over, unlike Qin Jun and his companions who leisurely strolled along.

With some time left until the Heavenly Convention, Qin Jun was in no rush to travel.

He wanted to appreciate this Holy City that would belong to him in the future. Indeed, he already considered the Holy City his own territory.

He wouldn’t believe it even if he was beaten to death that the Sacred Emperor could defeat the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint!

With Chang’e and Old Man Yi around as well, it would take external help for the Sacred Emperor.

Wait a minute...

Qin Jun suddenly broke into a cold sweat; could it be that the Sacred Emperor had truly sought external help? In the ancient days, the celestial court was destroyed by divine beings, and even Old Man Yi was suppressed by a mysterious power; if one did not submit, they would be eradicated. The Imperial Dynasty had stood for ten thousand years, so how could it have remained so peaceful all this time, unthreatened except by the Demon Sovereign of the Flat Heavens?

"Damn, could it be that the Sacred Emperor has already cowered, secretly anchored by a mysterious power, hence his smooth sailing?"

Qin Jun’s heart trembled, but after careful thought, he realized that the true combat power of the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint was beyond the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal Realm. He shouldn’t scare himself.

Meanwhile, Sha Wujing was still in the God and Demon instance. What if he brought out Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie?

The more critical the moment, the less you should balk!

Only by being bold can miracles happen!

Qin Jun comforted himself with these thoughts and his face once again brightened with a smile.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from behind. Qin Jun turned his head and saw Xu Tianyou riding a blue-eyed red flame tiger, his face angry but quite disheveled.

He looked at Qin Jun and the others and yelled, "If you have the guts, tell me your names!"

Qin Jun and the others exchanged looks. Was there something wrong with this kid’s head?

In any other place, someone else would have killed the boy without question. He was sent flying by an enemy yet dared to come back and yell; Qin Jun couldn’t understand what was going on in his head.

"Hmph!"

Seeing Qin Jun give him a look, the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint immediately caught on and once again waved his sleeve. A gust of wind surged towards Xu Tianyou, sending him and his blue-eyed red flame tiger tumbling through the air, transforming into a starlight that disappeared into the horizon.

Qin Jun shook his head, smiling. He couldn’t even get angry at such a clown.

After about half an hour of strolling, Qin Jun and his companions finally entered the main city area. The streets were wide, and aside from the commerce buildings, there were plenty of cultivators hawking their goods; the bustle was lively, and the sky was filled with circling white cranes and falcons. However, they couldn’t fly out of the city — the existence of mysterious formations seemed to isolate the Holy City from the rest of the world.

Originally Qin Jun thought that the Imperial Dynasty had a smaller population than the Sacred Emperor’s territory, as the higher-tier circles tend to have fewer people. But he didn’t expect not only that there were many people in the Sacred Emperor’s territory but even more than he had imagined.

The flying islands they had encountered along the way were also bustling, and the Holy City was even louder. The cultivators at the shops by the street were all quite strong; at least, Qin Jun did not see any below the Golden Elixir Realm, showing the high level of cultivation in the Holy City.

"Your Majesty, where shall we go next?" asked the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint. Following the hint from the Sacred Emperor’s jade slip, they could directly go up to the Sacred Emperor’s Peak and meet the Sacred Emperor himself, who would then personally arrange their accommodation.

But Qin Jun did not want to be watched this early on.

There was still at least half a month until the Heavenly Convention, and he wanted to enjoy himself for a bit.

"Let’s find an inn first!" Qin Jun said with a smile. After all, he had countless spirit stones in his storage ring; he could splurge however he wanted.

Old Man Yi’s eyes lit up with joy. The aroma of the delicious food and wine around him made him salivate, and he naturally wanted to have more fun.

Then, the group of four made their way toward the center of the city. From there, looking up at the Sacred Emperor’s Peak, they could feel its grandeur, like the towering Holy Mount Buzhou.

Qin Jun noticed that there were many other similar peaks around the Holy City, but none as vast as the Sacred Emperor’s Peak.

An hour later, Qin Jun and his companions arrived at a tavern called North Gaze. The tavern was four stories high, covered a large area, and cultivators were coming in and out in an endless stream.

"Innkeeper, we would like the four most expensive rooms!" Qin Jun said with a smile as he approached the counter, reveling in the feeling of spending money like water.

The innkeeper’s face lit up with joy and immediately attended to Qin Jun and his party personally.

As they walked up the stairs, a young man in white gracefully descended. He had delicate features with an ice crystal on his brow, giving him an air of striking evil beauty. He was calm as he passed by Qin Jun.

In that moment, the steps of both Qin Jun and the white-clad youth hesitated.

"Eh? This person seems familiar."

Qin Jun thought, frowning. He glanced back subconsciously, and the white-clad youth also looked back, their eyes meeting, both furrowing their brows.

This scene left Chang’e and the others puzzled, with Old Man Yi exclaiming in a strange tone, "Qin kid, you couldn’t have taken a liking to this young man, could you? I didn’t expect you to have such taste."

"Go away, go away, go away!"

Qin Jun retorted irritably. He then nodded to the white-clad youth before turning to continue following the innkeeper upstairs. Although the young man looked familiar, he truly couldn’t remember who he was.

The corners of the white-clad youth’s mouth curved upward, revealing a smile enigmatic to ordinary people.