The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 407: Son of the Qilin [Third Update]

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Son of the Qilin [Third Update]

"Interesting, we meet again," the youth in white shook his head and murmured with a smile, "Qin Emperor."

He actually recognized Qin Jun’s identity!

He turned around and continued walking downstairs, his stride carefree, as if the Qin Emperor were but a minor character in his eyes.

When he passed through the lobby on the first floor, the other cultivators exploded into a buzz upon seeing him.

"Isn’t that Qi Xie? What’s he doing here?"

"Nonsense, of course he’s here for the Heavenly Convention!"

"It is said that Qi Xie is one of the top-ranking geniuses of the Sacred Dynasty, albeit he often wanders in the lower worlds!"

"His talent is indeed monstrous, but it’s a pity he chose the Demonic Dao."

"The Demonic Dao pursues rapid advancement, but how many truly reach the pinnacle?"

The cultivators within the tavern discussed animatedly, some admiring the youth in white, others feeling regret, and yet more exclaiming in awe.

The name of Qi Xie might not be well-known in both the righteous and demonic paths, but in the Holy City, he is certainly one of the unmatched geniuses.

The only person who could surpass him was the Qilin son of the Saint Sect, and no second one could be found.

On the other side, Qin Jun had already entered the room. He had originally intended to brazenly share a room with Chang’e, but upon seeing her goddess-like aura, Qin Jun killed that thought.

Conquering a goddess is easier said than done; persistence can only breed aversion.

Should he drive Chang’e away, Qin Jun would have nowhere to cry.

After paying for the room, the proprietor turned and left. He stopped only upon reaching the door and said mysteriously, "Honored guest, please refrain from going out late at night."

Qin Jun, who had just sat down on the bed, raised an eyebrow and inquired, "Why?"

The city beneath the Sacred Emperor’s feet—surely it couldn’t be dangerous at night?

"Lately, the nights in the Holy City have been unsettled, and travelers often disappear, from commoners to high officials and dignitaries," the proprietor said cautiously, as if the culprit might leap out at any moment to kill him.

Qin Jun, skeptical, retorted, "Doesn’t the Sacred Emperor care?"

"I’m not sure, after the matter blew up it just died down," the proprietor sighed with a face full of worry. Indeed, no one wished to spend the night amid danger.

Qin Jun nodded hesitantly, the proprietor left the room and closed the door.

Were the nights in the Holy City truly dangerous?

Qin Jun pondered for a while before casting these distracting thoughts aside. After all, with companions like the Nine Spirit Yuan Saint and others by his side, he held no fear.

Dusk came and went, and the night gradually fell.

On his first night in the Holy City, Qin Jun did not wander around but instead rested properly for the evening.

...

The next morning, Qin Jun, full of energy, stepped out of his room and knocked on doors one by one, calling out Chang’e, Nine Spirit Yuan Saint, and Old Man Yi.

"Let’s take a tour around the city!" Qin Jun said with a smile.

Actually, he mainly wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of Zhu Yanqing. He wondered how the girl was faring, whether she was still the same as when he first encountered her, not prone to smiles.

Neither Nine Spirit Yuan Saint nor Chang’e had any objections; Old Man Yi was even more eager, exclaiming, "Let’s go, let’s go! I’ve been cooped up all night!"

Having been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, how could this fellow contain his restlessness?

Heaven knows if he sneaked out last night.

The group of four descended the stairs and walked straight out of Wangbei Tavern.

As a famous tavern in the Holy City, Wangbei Tavern was frequented by many cultivators, and perhaps because of the Heavenly Convention, many cultivators on the streets seemed quite young.

Strolling and pausing along the way, Old Man Yi and Nine Spirit Yuan Saint lingered around small shops with food and drink. The food and drink in the Holy City were rich in spiritual energy, both delicious and capable of aiding in cultivation—it must be said, those in the path of immortality truly knew how to live.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun was taking Chang’e to stop by shops of rouge, powders, and the like.

Chang’e, who had spent who-knows-how-many years in the Moon Palace, also missed these ornaments that all women love. Coupled with Qin Jun’s incessant flattering on the side, a faint smile appeared on her face, causing the owners of the shops to watch in a daze, inwardly exclaiming what a beautiful woman she was.

As a goddess like Chang’e walked among the public, she naturally became the center of attention. Qin Jun didn’t implore her to wear a mask because anyone who dared to approach her for a chat would find themselves in a situation they couldn’t handle!

Along the way, he also heard many cultivators’ idle chatter and learned a great deal of information.

"The day after tomorrow, the talent banquet hosted by the son of the Qilin will begin. It is said that even the Spiritual Girl from the Saint Sect will attend."

"The Spiritual Girl? Really? I’ve never seen the Spiritual Girl myself."

"It’s said that once the Spiritual Girl is infused with spirit, her cultivation will surge, and her talent will undergo a transformation, inciting envy and admiration."

"Little Overlord Xu Tianyou, the demonic genius Qi Xie, the Little Demon Phoenix from the Divine General’s Palace, and other renowned geniuses will all be there!"

"Is that so? Then I must go and see for myself."

Qin Jun was quite curious about that Spiritual Girl. He seemed to recall that Steward Liu from Guarding Slaughter City had mentioned that Zhu Yanqing might just be the one with the identity of a Spiritual Girl.

It seemed that he also had to check out this talent banquet.

And by the way, suppress those geniuses from the Holy City a bit.

Yeah, just like that.

A sneer appeared on Qin Jun’s face, and a wicked smile surfaced.

Chang’e was playing with a jade bracelet at the moment, when a richly dressed middle-aged man came strolling over with two Earth Immortal Realm attendants following behind him.

"The Bracelet of Refined Jade suits a beautiful lady well. Miss, it looks very fitting for you," said the middle-aged man with a smile, exuding the charm of a mature man in his every movement and speech.

Unfortunately, Chang’e was not interested in the jade bracelet at all, and was merely glancing at it casually.

Therefore, she completely ignored the middle-aged man and continued to move forward, leaving the man’s expression to stiffen.

"Miss, may I inquire about your esteemed surname..."

The middle-aged man hurried to catch up and was about to ask Chang’e, but Qin Jun blocked him before he could finish his question.

"Hey, stop hitting on her, she’s got a man!" Qin Jun said with a smug smile, which made Chang’e, who was turned away from him, twitch the corners of her mouth.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Qin Jun was her lord, she would have really wanted to turn around and slap him.

"Who are you!"

When the middle-aged man saw Qin Jun, his smile disappeared, and he sternly asked with the commanding presence of a superior.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes, what are you acting all high and mighty for? With that thought, he turned to follow in Chang’e’s steps.

"Kid, I am talking to you!"

The middle-aged man placed his hand on Qin Jun’s shoulder. He too had Earth Immortal Realm cultivation and his tone was cold, filled with threats.

From the moment he saw Chang’e, he had developed a covetous desire, and moreover, never having seen Qin Jun before, he grew even bolder.

Probably some Young Master from another city here for the Heavenly Convention.

"Let go!" Qin Jun said coldly, slightly turning his head, his peripheral gaze icy and disconcerting.

"What if I don’t?" the middle-aged man asked with a mocking laugh, believing that Qin Jun had no signs of magical power around him and obviously hadn’t broken through to the Earth Immortal Realm. He wanted to embarrass her man in front of Chang’e.

Qin Jun was amused by his arrogance and said with a cold laugh, "Seeking death!"

No sooner had he spoken than he directly sprayed out Samadhi Real Fire. Taking the man by surprise, and since they were very close, the Samadhi Real Fire instantly enveloped him.

"Ahh—"

The middle-aged man let out a scream, but it was short-lived as he was instantaneously reduced to ashes.

The two attendants were stunned, unable to process what had happened, and didn’t even realize their master was gone.

"Ding! Killed an Earth Immortal Realm second layer cultivator, King Xiangguang, and obtained 21,000 experience points!"