The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 531: The God Temple’s Backing [Third Update]

Chapter 531: Chapter 531: The God Temple’s Backing [Third Update]

"Get out of the way, Young Master! Do you have a death wish?"

The blue-clad youth shouted angrily, and the fierce horse he rode neighed even louder, its hooves bursting into more intense flames, exuding an unstoppable aura.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized that the fierce horse was a fourth-rank demonic beast.

Gallop through the city on a fourth-rank demonic beast was a complete disregard for human life.

It also indicated that this person held a high status; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so unrestrained.

"Yin——"

A sudden dragon’s chant emerged, and Qin Jun’s dragon energy burst forth, charging and colliding with the fierce horse, sending both the horse and the blue-clad youth flying into the air. They hurtled dozens of meters, crashing into a shop and causing it to collapse.

This scene made passersby exclaim in shock.

"Is that a Golden Dragon?"

"Pah, that’s dragon energy, okay? Only a few Emperors can cultivate it."

"Tsk, tsk, he dares to lay hands on Young Master Luo!"

"It’s always been said that Young Master Luo has a strong background. From where does he hail, could it be the Dongfang Family?"

"They say he has ties to the God Temple."

Qin Jun retracted his right hand, and the dragon energy returned to his body. He coldly snorted with disdain, "Blind thing!"

Liu Ruolai clapped her hands in delight, relishing the chaos, while the others merely shook their heads with a smile, not taking it seriously.

Afterward, the group continued on their way, but the blue-clad youth, with a face full of rage, charged towards them. With a metallic ring, he drew his long sword and thrust it at Qin Jun, aiming straight for his throat, intent on ending his life with a single strike.

"Hmph! Overestimating your abilities!"

Qin Jun scoffed coldly, as the other showed no regard for life, even daring to make an attempt on his life.

He didn’t care what background this Young Master Luo possessed; provoking him meant no mercy would be given!

With that thought, Qin Jun drew the Seven Star Sword from his waist, ready to deal with Young Master Luo.

"Stop!"

Just then, a thunderous voice erupted, shaking the entire street.

Qin Jun paid it no heed because Young Master Luo didn’t stop; if he did, he wouldn’t face a good end. And dodge? What a joke, do Emperors flee?

With a thud!

With a flash of his sword, Young Master Luo was stabbed in the chest before he could react. Blood sprayed, and his expression froze instantly.

"You..."

Young Master Luo’s eyes filled with blood, revealing a look of resentment and unwillingness.

In his view was Qin Jun’s chilly gaze, and Luo could only say in a frigid tone, "You dare to kill me!"

His voice was full of disbelief.

He couldn’t believe that within Dongfang City, someone dared to strike him. What frightened him the most was Qin Jun’s strength; so young, yet his swordplay was so swift Luo couldn’t even catch it.

Keep in mind that Luo Xiye was considered a genius; breaking through to the Ascending Mortal Realm before forty, but in front of Qin Jun, he was as weak as a mere mortal.

"You scoundrel, what audacity!"

That authoritative voice boomed again, filled with fury.

A grey-robed man leaped from the rooftop, rushing over quickly.

An Immortal Realm cultivator!

Qin Jun’s eyes narrowed. Flicking his wrist, he threw Young Master Luo aside, while the cultivators on both sides of the street stirred.

Nine-headed Insect stepped in front of Qin Jun, facing the incoming Immortal Realm cultivator, and with one punch, the tremendous fist wind blew the buildings on both sides of the street to pieces, tossing citizens and cultivators about like leaves in the wind, even scraping up the ground itself.

The one who felt it most deeply was the cultivator from the Immortal Realm, who only sensed an unstoppable gust of wind assaulting him.

He had just thought of mobilizing his magic to defend himself, but it was too late, his robe instantly shredded, his skin split open, blood splattered everywhere, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut.

The whole process, described slowly, actually took no more than the time it takes for a spark to flicker.

Silence!

The street instantly fell silent, to the point where even the sound of the wind could be heard.

All onlookers stared, dumbstruck, at the stoic-faced Nine-headed Insect, then at the street in front of him, which resembled a trench, and they couldn’t help but feel a chill run down their spines.

"Ah, you really have a fiery temper," Qin Jun sighed, seemingly in reproach, yet the clear smile on his face showed that he was quite pleased on the inside.

"Amitabha," Tang Sanzang chanted softly, understanding that this matter would certainly not end peacefully. The law of cause and effect ensured that there must be a formidable force backing the opponent, otherwise, why send an Immortal Realm powerhouse for support?

However, he did not disapprove. After all, he was not Tang Sanzang from the journey to the west. He was Jin Chanzi, who had awoken his past life’s memories and received the enlightening milk of Buddhism, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha!

The weak and powerless needed protection, but those who bullied others while relying on their strength also deserved punishment.

Just now, Young Master Luo ran here, hurting many people along the way, even attempting to kill Qin Jun. It was hard to imagine what other misdeeds he had done on ordinary days.

"Let’s continue moving forward!" Qin Jun said with a smile and then stepped forward to continue the journey.

Yang Jian and the Nine-headed Insect followed closely behind, and Liu Ruolai, having snapped out of her shock, hurried to catch up.

Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang walked side by side, with Zhu Bajie saying with a wry smile, "Master, why do I feel like we’re on another journey to the west?"

What was different was that, on the journey to the west, only Sun Wukong was hard to deal with.

Now, he had to respect both Yang Jian and the Nine-headed Insect.

"It’s not the same. At least the journey to the west was hypocritical, but following His Majesty, is a great kindness," Tang Sanzang said with a smile.

Qin Jun, walking at the front, curled his lips in amusement—unexpectedly, this fellow had started to flatter.

However, Qin Jun did not downplay himself. At least in terms of governance, he lived up to his conscience, enacting laws that benefited the people, which were at least much better than the previous Southern Domain.

In his past life, he was a commoner and deeply understood the suffering of the people. He didn’t dare claim to be completely selfless, but at least he wanted to make life safer and happier for his subjects than before!

As they advanced, cultivators quickly made way, as if they had seen a harbinger of doom.

Soon after they left, Luo Xiye, who had been impaled by the Seven Star Sword, shakily stood up.

"Damn it..."

Luo Xiye muttered through gritted teeth, his right hand covering his chest, but the blood continued to pour out relentlessly.

Suddenly, his eyes turned green, snake-like, and small scales appeared on his cheeks, his entire demeanor becoming exceedingly gloomy.

He quickly ducked his head and darted into an alley.

The Nine-headed Insect, who was hundreds of meters away, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Your Majesty, that kid isn’t completely dead yet. Do you want me to..."

In the middle of speaking, he made a throat-slashing gesture.

Ever since he saw Jin Chanzi regain his peak form and transform into Tang Sanzang, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, he had become increasingly diligent.

His reasoning was simple, which Qin Jun could guess, but he did not point it out.

"No need. Let’s see if he can bring reinforcements before we leave," Qin Jun said with a light laugh. He could still sense that Luo Xiye’s life force had not completely faded. The reason he spared him was to see if he could draw out a strong force from the God Temple and casually gauge the overall strength of the God Temple.

His conflict with the God Temple had not spread, as it involved the face of the God Temple.

Although the Nine-headed Insect was puzzled, he did not inquire further.

Qin Jun asked a passerby for the location of the teleportation area and then led Tang Sanzang and the others straight to it.