The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 447: Observing Heaven Platform【Third Update】

Chapter 447: Chapter 447: Observing Heaven Platform【Third Update】

That evening, Qin Jun rested in the Holy Palace, with Daji by his side, while You Fenghuang returned to the Level Plains to continue mobilizing personnel, and Zhu Yanqing continued her cultivation within the Saint Sect.

"Your Majesty, you seem preoccupied?" Daji asked with concern, stroking Qin Jun’s chest. Her soft voice was tantalizingly seductive.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, "I’m just thinking about tomorrow’s Heavenly Convention."

While speaking, he said to the system in his mind, "Let’s use up the remaining lottery chance too!"

He had intended to save it for the Heavenly Convention, but feeling anxious and agitated, he needed the thrill of the random lottery draw to cheer himself up.

"Ding! Random lottery draw starting..."

As the system notification sounded, Qin Jun turned to look at the stunningly beautiful Daji beside him, and suddenly noticed a trace of worry on her face.

"What’s wrong, my empress?" Qin Jun lifted Daji’s chin with a smile, asking her playfully. Although they had shared a bed many times, gazing upon her country-destroying beauty still kindled a lascivious flame within him.

Compared to Chang’e, Daji was in no way inferior, with her charm that was even more alluring to men.

Luckily, she belonged to Qin Jun. Any other man, he reckoned, would likely have no power to keep her for himself.

"Ah, I’m just feeling a bit sour that my cultivation has been surpassed by you, this little guy," Daji pouted, speaking with a mix of affectionate complaint.

Only when the two were alone would she refer to Qin Jun as "this little guy."

Every time she recalled their first encounter—Qin Jun in his prison clothes and covered in dirt, looking up at her like an ignorant boy—she couldn’t help but chuckle. She still remembered his astonished expression at that time.

"In the future, I’ll find a way to help you improve your cultivation," Qin Jun said, lightly teasing her delicate nose.

If the God and Demon sub-realm wasn’t enough, then pill consumption it is!

Having dominion over the Human Clan of the Southern Domain, collecting miraculous elixirs was as simple as uttering a command for him.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for summoning the Spirit Sect Pursuit Cannon!"

The Spirit Sect Pursuit Cannon?

What on earth is that?

It even sounds like a mouthful.

"The Spirit Sect Pursuit Cannon comes from a certain future cultivator space-time. It has intelligent tracking capabilities and can trace enemies. Even cultivators in the Immortal Realm would be seriously injured or killed if hit, and it can even harm some in the True Immortal Realm. With your cultivation level, Host, you’re just right to use it," the system explained.

Injure Immortal Realm, even True Immortal Realm cultivators?

Qin Jun’s eyes lit up. Such a treasure, if brought to the Heavenly Convention, would definitely be a formidable weapon!

At this moment, Daji nodded, then with a teasing smile, she wrapped her arms around Qin Jun’s neck, sitting on his abdomen, and whispered seductively, "Your Majesty, I want..."

Boom!

Qin Jun couldn’t resist. He immediately flipped her over, and they became passionately entwined, the night echoing with their intimate chorus.

...

The next morning.

In the sacred imperial prison on Sacred Emperor Peak, the Sacred Emperor knelt on the ground, trembling and drenched in cold sweat, with the man standing before him being none other than Li Jing.

Li Jing, holding the Linglong Treasure Pagoda, coldly huffed, "Reject the toast only to drink a forfeit! If you don’t open the Heavenly Convention today, I’ll let you spend a few thousand years in my Linglong Treasure Pagoda!"

Scared out of his wits by these words, the Sacred Emperor shivered and hastily called out, "No! No! I’ll open it! I’ll open it!"

Nezha twitched the corner of his mouth outside the prison cell. He knew well the terror of the Linglong Treasure Pagoda, and it was no surprise that the Sacred Emperor would cave in so easily.

With the Linglong Treasure Pagoda in hand, Li Jing was someone Nezha dared not cross.

"Notify His Majesty that the Heavenly Convention will proceed as usual!"

Nezha ordered the celestial soldiers behind him, who excitedly nodded and hurriedly turned to leave.

All the celestial soldiers and other guards in the corridor were astounded. This was the once mighty Sacred Emperor, now reduced to a sorry state like a dog, which suggested that the newly arrived General Li’s methods must be incredibly formidable, befitting the father of General Nezha.

The news quickly reached Qin Jun’s ears, and he immediately summoned Shen Yan, the former chief steward of the Great Qin imperial palace, who had now been promoted to work within Sacred Emperor Peak.

After all, it was better to have eunuchs manage the affairs of the harem.

"Your Majesty, you must be careful at today’s Heavenly Convention," Daji, walking beside Qin Jun, said with a worried expression. Previously, he always had powerful companions, but this time, Qin Jun was accompanied only by Zhao Yun and An Lang.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, "Don’t worry, I am quite strong now!"

After breaking through to the Earth Immortal Realm, he had sparred with the Earth Traveler Monkey, who had gone easy on him, yet Qin Jun had still managed to come out on top.

Thinking of the terrifying scene when the Ziwei Emperor Star descended, Daji felt a bit reassured, realizing perhaps she shouldn’t underestimate him.

The journey was silent.

About half an hour later.

At the foot of Sacred Emperor Peak, in an open plaza, there was a sea of people.

To participate in the Heavenly Convention, one needed a jade invitation from the Sacred Emperor. After the change of command, Qin Jun also included An Lang and Zhao Yun in the list, while maintaining the previous selections, earning him considerable goodwill.

Jin Wuhui, the demonic prodigy Qi Xie, Yang Shiqi from the Divine General Palace, Xu Tianyou, and other well-known geniuses were present, with Zhao Yun and An Lang among them; nearly a hundred in total. The crowd surrounding the plaza was there to watch the spectacle.

This plaza, designated as the Heavenly Platform, was specially used for the transmission to the Heavenly Convention. They would witness each genius’s qi movement situation from there.

"Tsk tsk, I heard His Majesty’s going to participate. It’s truly a grand occasion!"

"The son of the Qilin from the former Saint Sect was beaten to death by His Majesty. He is definitely the number one among the younger generation."

"Really? I thought His Majesty was only shrewd, never knew his cultivation is strong too."

"Better not speak carelessly about some things, I think under Emperor Qin, the Holy City is becoming more harmonious."

"Right! Now, no one dares to make trouble on the streets, even the children of great clans are thrown into the imperial prison!"

The chatter was buzzing, with most people discussing Qin Jun. Although his reign had been short, the people’s hearts were quickly warming to him.

Thanks to the Sacred Emperor’s previous blunders, resentment among the human cultivators of the Southern Domain’s Heavenly World had festered for long.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

A celestial soldier announced loudly, causing everyone to turn and look. Qin Jun, wearing a nine-dragon Supreme imperial robe, descended from Sacred Emperor Peak, followed by Daji, You Fenghuang, Zhu Yanqing, and several high-ranking officials and generals.

Qin Jun still bore the purple flame mark on his forehead, and his pupils remained a non-black color, giving him an awe-inspiring presence akin to a heavenly deity when he straightened his face.

The moment Qin Jun appeared, the Heavenly Platform fell silent.

Qin Jun and his entourage landed on a temporary platform ten zhang high. He walked forward three steps, surveying everyone below.

"Long live the Emperor, long live, long live!"

All knelt and shouted in unison, creating a magnificent scene like crashing waves. Even Jin Wuhui and other distinguished geniuses had no choice but to kneel.

Looking up at the high and mighty Qin Jun, Jin Wuhui, Qi Xie, Yang Shiqi, and Xu Tianyou felt exceedingly complicated emotions, especially Jin Wuhui and Qi Xie.

In the past, the two had considered Qin Jun a rival.

Now...

Qin Jun had become the leader of the Human Clan of the Southern Domain, rendering their competition moot.

It wasn’t like they could rebel; with their strength, it would probably take ten thousand years of cultivation to stand a chance.