The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 419: Disaster Star [Real Third Watch]

Chapter 419: Chapter 419: Disaster Star [Real Third Watch]

At the summit of Sacred Emperor Peak, in the Imperial Garden.

The Sacred Emperor, Sacred Empress, and Saint Princess were sitting at a stone table, on which was placed a crystal sphere with a diameter of one meter, clearly displaying the scene of the Saint Dragon Restaurant. Not only were they watching, but all the major powers of the Holy City were also paying attention, as they each had talented individuals participating. It was akin to a gamble among the elders.

Sun Lin and Zhu Yanqing represented the Saint Sect, which was tantamount to representing the Sacred Empress.

"As expected of the Qilin’s son, he has an extraordinary demeanor," the Sacred Emperor commented with a smile. The Sacred Empress also had a smile on her face. She was indeed very pleased with Sun Lin.

The Saint Princess pouted and said, "The Qilin’s son is indeed exceptional, but he is not the foremost among the younger generation."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Sacred Empress’s face slightly darkened as she coldly snorted, "At least better than your underling Yang Shiqi! A reckless youngster!"

"Tsk tsk, we’ll see tonight whether Yang Shiqi is formidable or if the Qilin’s son is stronger," the Saint Princess retorted.

The Sacred Emperor, feeling a headache, said impatiently, "Enough, arguing over such trivial matters? Whether it’s Sun Lin or Yang Shiqi, let’s talk about surpassing Jin Wuhui tonight!"

Jin Wuhui was the disciple of the Sacred Emperor. Although he took on disciples in the past, only one remained with time, namely Jin Wuhui’s master.

Very few people knew this, which was an important reason for Jin Wuhui’s safe growth to this point.

Otherwise, with Jin Wuhui’s solitary and domineering character, he would have been squashed by others long ago.

At the mention of Jin Wuhui, both the Sacred Empress and the Saint Princess quieted down.

Although Jin Wuhui spent most of his time mingling in the Righteous Dao, his cultivation had not fallen behind, and his swordsmanship was even more extraordinary. It was said that with the help of his master, he had recently made a breakthrough into the Earth Immortal Realm, with a substantial increase in combat power.

They had both seen Jin Wuhui, a natural sword embryo and an unparalleled genius, superior to Sun Lin in every aspect.

"What if Qin Emperor were to participate as well..." The Saint Princess suddenly spoke up, causing both the Sacred Empress and the Sacred Emperor to be concerned.

The Sacred Emperor hesitated and said, "He probably won’t... He has no reason to meddle in this matter."

Although Qin Jun was also young, his status was already among the pinnacle of the Southern Domain. Attending a banquet for talents would be a joke.

His worry was not that Qin Jun would overpower all the talents, but rather that this fellow would ruin the banquet with his subordinates.

"The Emperor has already informed him of the existence of God Temple. I expect he will behave himself. The Heavenly Convention is approaching, and he cannot afford to miss it," said the Sacred Empress, shaking her head.

The Heavenly Convention, which takes place every hundred years, transforms the participating talents, allowing them to undergo a metamorphosis and become great figures dominating their own realms.

The very mention of Qin Jun changed the atmosphere in the Imperial Garden to something eerie.

...

Saint Dragon Restaurant.

"Xu Tianyou from God Temple, Young Master Xu has arrived!"

With the valet’s loud announcement, the crowd became agitated once again.

Xu Tianyou rode in on a green-eyed red flame tiger, and the low growling of the beast made the cultivators quickly make way.

Sun Lin frowned upon seeing this and hurriedly said, "Young Master Xu, why did you bring your fighting pet here?"

He was filled with contempt, considering Xu Tianyou nothing more than a waste who relied on connections and his pet.

Xu Tianyou chuckled, "My tiger is very well-behaved, don’t worry, I’ve got it under control."

Sun Lin’s frown deepened, and he immediately said, "If you insist on this, Young Master Xu, then you cannot enter."

Dominant!

The female cultivators present looked at Sun Lin with admiration, while up on Sacred Emperor Peak, General Tianci was so furious he almost roared, cursing softly, "This little bastard is a disgrace to me!"

The woman beside him also wore a helpless smile, saying, "It’s my fault for spoiling him."

Xu Tianyou was infuriated by Sun Lin’s assertive attitude, but remembering his father’s instructions, he could only dismount and say to the green-eyed red flame tiger, "You go back first!"

Afterward, he walked into the restaurant with a steel-blue face, snorting coldly as he passed by Sun Lin to express his dissatisfaction, but Sun Lin couldn’t be bothered to spare him a glance.

"Spiritual Girl of Saint Sect has arrived!"

The attendant’s voice once again shifted everyone’s attention, as everyone was interested in the Spiritual Girl recently introduced by the Saint Sect.

Dressed in red, Zhu Yanqing approached with her sword, her stunning face calm and composed. The crowd automatically parted, allowing her to enter the Saint Dragon Restaurant.

"Is this the Spiritual Girl? So beautiful!"

"Her cultivation seems a bit weak, doesn’t it?"

"What do you know? Once the Spiritual Girl is infused with spirit, her cultivation will skyrocket to heights you can only look up to."

"Really?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion as Zhu Yanqing came up to Sun Lin. Just as she was about to enter, Sun Lin blocked her with one hand and said with a smile, "She’s my junior sister; please be more understanding in the future."

"No worries!"

The cultivators around them all bowed with a smile; what junior sister, it’s clear he meant ’your woman.’

In their eyes, Sun Lin and Zhu Yanqing indeed made a good match.

"I hope you’ll conduct yourself with a little more dignity," Yanqing huffed, pushing Sun Lin’s hand away with her scabbard and walking into the Saint Dragon Restaurant.

Sun Lin wasn’t embarrassed; instead, he started boasting about how formidable Yanqing’s talent was, his pride allowing the imagination to wander.

...

Elsewhere, Qin Jun, Chang’e, the Nine Spirit Primordial Saint, Earth Traveler Monkey, and Old Man Yi were leisurely strolling down the street.

"Stop eating, will you? Wait until we get to the Saint Dragon Restaurant," Qin Jun scolded Old Man Yi, who was munching on street food.

Damn!

After all, he was a transcendent being who had surpassed the Golden Immortal Realm; did he need to act like a starving ghost reincarnated, especially since these foods did nothing for him—they were essentially pointless.

Clutching a chicken foot, Old Man Yi chuckled, "The day I escaped, I swore I’d taste every delicacy in the Southern Domain!"

Qin Jun’s mouth twitched as he cursed, "You’ll stuff yourself to death one day!"

The prospect of a demon emperor dying from overeating would probably send shockwaves across the Southern Domain, becoming an eternal joke.

"Your Majesty need not worry too much; with Miss Zhu’s status, she shouldn’t be in danger here in the Holy City," the Nine Spirit Primordial Saint said with a smile.

Earth Traveler Monkey nodded, adding, "After all, it’s just a bunch of kids playing house."

In the eyes of the true powerhouses, a talent is but a weakling, merely someone with the potential to become a powerhouse.

Qin Jun thought about it and saw the logic.

He relaxed, following Old Man Yi’s lead in mixing eating with drinking along the way.

Swoosh——

Just then, a shooting star streaked across the night sky, causing the Nine Spirit Primordial Saint, Chang’e, and Old Man Yi to look up at the same moment.

Earth Traveler Monkey looked up too but clearly a beat slower.

"A disaster star passes by," the Nine Spirit Primordial Saint murmured.

Earth Traveler Monkey was bewildered, and Qin Jun noticed their strange reactions, turning to ask, "What’s wrong?"

"The sacred dynasty may not be at peace," Old Man Yi mumbled, confusing Qin Jun, who looked up only to find the shooting star long gone.

Qin Jun frowned and asked, "Have the followers of the God Temple arrived?"

People passed on the street, oblivious to their conversation, some entranced by Chang’e’s beauty, but none paying attention to what they were discussing.

"I’m afraid so," the Nine Spirit Primordial Saint shrugged, still looking relaxed.

Qin Jun looked up at the night sky, a cold smile crossing his face: "What of the God Temple? If Heaven stands in my way, I will defy Heaven itself."