The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 534: Never giving up【Third update】

Chapter 534: Chapter 534: Never giving up【Third update】

The howling wind whistled past, causing Tang Sanzang’s kasaya to flap loudly in the breeze.

Underneath the shining bald head, his handsome face full of resolve, he looked toward the now invisible Rosen and murmured, "When you do as you please to others, there will eventually be someone who does the same to you."

Having said that, Tang Sanzang turned and walked back to the guesthouse as if he had not just been through a battle.

If Rosen hadn’t been careless, perhaps he wouldn’t have been so easily sent flying by the Tathāgata Divine Palm; even if he didn’t die from it, he most likely still lost a layer of skin.

After returning to the guesthouse, Qin Jun raised his glass with a smile to Tang Sanzang: "As expected of Jin Chanzi, indeed worthy of being the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, what great ability!"

"Your Majesty, don’t make fun of me," Tang Sanzang waved his hand with a smile, then sat down at the table on his own, noticing that Yang Jian and the others were looking at him.

Yang Jian’s gaze held a hint of challenge, Nine-headed Insect’s eyes showed more discontent, Zhu Bajie’s face was full of admiration, and Liu Ruolai and Diting were on the verge of shouting "666".

"Let’s continue drinking," Qin Jun said with a smile, inviting Tang Sanzang to drink.

Tang Sanzang quickly declined with a wry smile; joking aside, Buddhas abstain from alcohol.

Time passed quickly.

Rosen didn’t come back, probably out of fear, and Dongfang Nan didn’t dare to send anyone after Qin Jun and the others, so they spent a peaceful afternoon without disturbance.

As dusk approached, the group left the guesthouse and headed for the teleportation area.

As soon as the monks on the street saw them come out, they scattered in fright, which made Qin Jun laugh out loud.

"See, it’s because you all look too scary," Qin Jun joked as they walked.

Liu Ruolai retorted, "The scariest one should be you!"

"Exactly, exactly!" Zhu Bajie nodded in agreement.

"Pfft!" Qin Jun rolled his eyes and said irritably to Zhu Bajie, "You are the least qualified to say that."

Though Heavenly Marshal Tianpeng might have been heroic and awe-inspiring in his past life, Zhu Bajie was truly ugly in this one.

Zhu Bajie scratched his head and grinned sheepishly.

Yang Jian, however, gazed into the distance with a meaningful smile, "It seems that old guy was truly frightened."

Qin Jun followed his gaze but saw no sign of Rosen. Was Rosen watching them from afar, grinding his teeth in anger?

It was a definite possibility.

"Let’s go; he can’t bring reinforcements in a short time," Qin Jun said with a smile.

It seemed that Rosen was probably not a key figure in the God Temple, but even so, he was still a monk in the early stages of the Mysterious Immortal realm, which showed that the God Temple was stronger than Qin Jun had predicted.

He had asked Yang Jian, who had reached the late stage of the Mysterious Immortal Realm, if he could defeat Divine Wuji from the other day, and Yang Jian’s response was that he could not guarantee it.

This suggested that Divine Wuji might be a Daluo Realm powerhouse.

At this thought, Qin Jun felt a headache coming on.

If he didn’t have a Daluo Realm powerhouse under his command, facing the God Temple would likely mean a dead end.

Now, he could only hope that Divine Wuji would not make a major move, attack personally, and that the Black Butterfly Fairy was strong enough to withstand Divine Wuji’s pressure.

Dammit!

This was the first time he had run away.

Qin Jun felt indignant inside, growing more depressed the more he thought about it.

Half an hour passed swiftly.

The group arrived at the teleportation area, and the bald-headed monk had already repaired the teleportation gate.

"Yo, it’s you guys again. Did you hear? An envoy of the God Temple got defeated by a monk this afternoon," the bald-headed monk said with enthusiastic laughter.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression became a bit strange.

His eyes fell on Tang Sanzang, who was standing behind Qin Jun, then on Zhu Bajie and the others, and finally, connecting the gossip circulating around, he couldn’t help but tremble.

"Hurry up and open it. I won’t let you down," Qin Jun said with a smile, and as he spoke, he waved his hand, and fifty thousand second-order spirit stones piled up in front of the bald-headed monk.

Bianhai City was immeasurably far from Dongfang City, and with so many of them, paying fifty thousand second-order spirit stones was certainly not a bad deal.

The bald-headed monk swallowed hard, then turned and began to activate the teleportation gate.

On a normal day, he would receive only one or two clients, considering those going to Bianhai City were either high-level cultivators or from major clans.

After the teleportation gate was activated, Qin Jun and the others entered one after another.

The bald-headed monk finally breathed a sigh of relief and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Just as he was about to pick up the spirit stones, Rosen suddenly appeared in front of him, stepped on his hand, and with immense strength forced the bald-headed monk to kneel on the ground.

"Dammit! Who..."

The bald-headed monk looked up angrily, but upon meeting Rosen’s gaze, he was immediately covered in a cold chill.

He asked with a trembling voice, "Senior... what can I do for you..."

Half a month ago, Rosen had descended on Dongfang City and had, in front of everyone, trampled City Lord Dongfang Nan underfoot just as now, establishing his authority ruthlessly and making everyone deeply fearful.

Filled with terror, the bald-headed monk knew that Rosen was merciless when it came to killing. Even worse than his son, it was rumored that the bodies of at least three beautiful young girls were carried out from his estate every day, to the great consternation of the Righteous Dao.

"Where did they go?" Rosen asked coldly.

Asking for the obvious, can’t you see the sign next to you?

The bald-headed monk was full of disdain inside, but on the outside, he said with genuine fear, "To... Bianhai City..."

Splat—

As soon as he finished speaking, blood splashed on the ground, causing passing cultivators to scream and retreat. The bald-headed monk’s neck was cut open by Rosen, and blood gushed out like a fountain. He lay on the ground, clutching his neck and convulsing in agonizing pain, his eyes bloodshot.

Slitting his throat might not kill the bald-headed monk but would at least trap him in a nightmare.

"Hmph! Think you can run? I will not let this go!"

Rosen said coldly, and as he spoke his figure blurred, disappearing from the spot.

...

Bianhai City.

At the edge of the boundless ocean, the majestic city sat atop the mountains, with a cliff several hundred meters high in front of the city walls. Below were numerous ships, and the air was filled with cultivators flying in and out. Countless magical birds soared under the blue sky, and the sea breeze painted a picturesque scene.

Inside the city, Qin Jun and the others emerged from the teleportation gate, and before they could even open their eyes, the salty sea breeze hit their faces.

Qin Jun opened his eyes to find that they were standing on a stone platform, overlooking the step-like streets below, with a view of the azure ocean from above. Compared to Dongfang City, Bianhai City had far fewer people.

"Your Majesty, we should buy a ship. The Southernmost Sea is too vast; even flying at full speed, it will probably take us half a month," Yang Jian suggested.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow in surprise, the Southernmost Sea was that enormous?

He nodded with a smile, "Let’s go take a look at the House of Fortunes."

It was only after he left the Southern Domain that he realized he had underestimated the House of Fortunes; even in the Eastern Flame Domain, the House of Fortunes was present.

Qin Jun had not forgotten his mission to subdue the House of Fortunes, although his task was only to subdue those in the Southern Domain, which was somewhat easier. Once he returned, he could start working on it.

They wound their way downward.

Qin Jun noticed that the cultivators here were almost all above the Ascending Mortal Realm, with many emitting auras that, to him, felt oppressive.

It seemed Bianhai City was no simple place, which also meant the magical beasts within the Southernmost Sea were very powerful.