The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 589 Golden Crow

Chapter 589: Chapter 589 Golden Crow

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for summoning ’My Will Shall Laugh’. Would you like to summon again?"

My Will Shall Laugh?

What the fuck is that?

Never heard of it; probably just some minor character in mythology.

"System, who is ’My Will Shall Laugh’?"

"Not sure, perhaps from the cultivation spacetime. The name sounds quite domineering though," the system replied helplessly.

"Resummon!"

Qin Jun gritted his teeth as he spoke. Missing out on the Jade Emperor had left him extremely depressed, and summoning this unknown entity only made his mood worse. Now, with only one chance left, he hoped not to be disappointed again.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for summoning the Sixth Golden Crow!"

Qin Jun’s body trembled, Golden Crow!

Fuck!

This is going to be fun, The Golden Crow, also known as the Three-Legged Golden Crow or Sun Bird. Legend has it that there were ten Golden Crows which made up the ten suns. The ten Golden Crows used to frolic in the mortal world, causing great resentment among the people, and even invoking the wrath of Kua Fu, thus giving rise to the tale of Kua Fu chasing the sun.

Eventually, the ten Golden Crows exhausted Kua Fu to death and infuriated another Great Witch, Hou Yi!

The legend of Hou Yi shooting the suns is no less widespread than that of Kua Fu chasing them. Hou Yi shot down nine of the Golden Crows, leaving one as the sun.

Qin Jun noticed a ’six’ in front of Golden Crow. Could it be the sixth Golden Crow?

He quickly asked the system to pull up the attributes of the Golden Crow:

"Sixth Golden Crow, from mythology."

"Race: Demon Clan!"

"Cultivation: Perfect Mastery in the Mysterious Immortal realm of the Taiyi stage!"

"Cultivation Method: Golden Crow Divine Technique!"

"Divine Power: True Body of the Sun!"

"Loyalty: 91 (out of 100)!"

Perfect Mastery in the Mysterious Immortal realm! Qin Jun was quite satisfied and couldn’t help asking, "So, there are six Golden Crows?"

"How could that be... This is the Golden Crow ranked sixth, hence the name Sixth Golden Crow..." the system replied with resignation.

Sputter—

Qin Jun almost spat blood, upset at his premature excitement.

But summoning a being with perfect mastery in the Mysterious Immortal realm was already quite impressive. At least this kind of power could sweep through the Eastern Flame Domain.

"Would you like to restore the Sixth Golden Crow’s past memories?" the system prompt sounded again.

"Of course not!" Qin Jun firmly refused.

Are you kidding? If the Sixth Golden Crow remembers its past life having bullied Kua Fu, we’d never hear the end of it.

A single Golden Crow might not be able to trouble Kua Fu, but ten together would surely be terrifying. Just their heat alone could turn the Southern Domain into a living hell.

"Continue summoning!"

Qin Jun commanded in his heart. Taking over the Command Pavillion earned him two God and Demon summoning opportunities, and he did not want to miss them.

Though he missed the Jade Emperor, the Sixth Golden Crow wasn’t bad either.

"Ding! Commencing random God and Demon summoning!"

The pleasant system prompt sounded as cranes circled above the Imperial Garden in the sky, creating a beautiful scene akin to the Immortal Realm.

...

The next morning, Shi Kun left the Holy City unnoticed, as there were many cultivators like him in the Holy City. However, if his identity were revealed, it would certainly cause a great uproar.

Qin Jun woke early and stepped out of the Saint Emperor Palace, practicing swordplay in the square outside the palace.

He was in a good mood, having summoned two God and Demons and one God and Demon army yesterday.

With the power he now wielded, confronting the God Temple shouldn’t be difficult.

He didn’t believe the God Temple had three Daluo.

Instead, the Western Domain became his prime concern; Tathāgata was simply too perverse!

After practicing sword for over an hour, Qin Jun was about to rest when his heart suddenly started racing and he felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

"What’s going on..."

Qin Jun stopped his swordplay, his brows furrowed.

He couldn’t shake the feeling of being targeted by a killing intent. He instinctively looked around but saw nothing out of the ordinary.

"Be careful, someone’s got their eyes on you."

Ji Yongsheng’s indifferent voice rang out, making Qin Jun’s pupils contract as he asked internally, "When the hell did you wake up?"

Recently, the guy had been in a deep slumber, and Qin Jun had almost forgotten about his existence.

"How could I sleep peacefully when you’re in danger?" Ji Yongsheng said irritably.

However, Qin Jun wasn’t moved by this. Ji Yongsheng’s words indicated that the crisis was serious.

Hitherto, Ji Yongsheng had stayed quiet even upon Tathāgata’s arrival.

Qin Jun instinctively wanted to summon Li Yuanba and the others, but upon further thought, if an enemy had infiltrated Saint Emperor Peak, the generals would have noticed.

"Master..."

At that moment, a faint call echoed in Qin Jun’s mind, making him widen his eyes. He looked around but saw no one else.

"Eh, I didn’t expect you to have another little fellow hidden inside you!" Ji Yongsheng exclaimed in surprise, sending chills down Qin Jun’s spine. What does that mean?

Boom!

A flood of vast memories suddenly poured into his mind.

In the blink of an eye, as he opened his eyes again, he found himself above Saint Emperor Peak. The Holy City was filled with figures. A closer look revealed that the Holy City was still under construction, with countless cultivators flying in and out with lumber. Looking around, the floating islands were in the same state, undergoing construction.

"This is..."

Qin Jun was shocked, a realization dawning on him.

Then, the surrounding scenes began to change rapidly, fast forwarding like a video, and the Holy City below was quickly built, as were the surrounding floating islands.

As the scene kept changing, Qin Jun saw the Sacred Emperor, Sacred Princess, Sacred Empress, and some of the great generals of the original Sacred Dynasty. The pace at which the images changed did not slow but increased even more.

"Could I be experiencing the changes of the Southern Domain’s celestial world?"

Qin Jun pondered silently. Then, a silhouette suddenly appeared beside him, a fuzzy figure resembling a young child.

"Hello, Master!"

The childlike apparition ran up to Qin Jun and laughed playfully, its voice reminding him of something.

When he had comprehended the Earth Immortal fruit, he also heard this voice, which had kept disturbing it at the time.

It turned out that it wasn’t an illusion, it was real.

"Who are you?" Qin Jun asked sternly, keeping his distance from the childlike apparition.

"I am the spirit of the Southern Domain celestial world; you can call me Sky Spirit." The childlike apparition answered softly.

This caused Qin Jun to widen his eyes in astonishment. A world spirit?

No wonder Liu Bowen and the others have tried everything to contact the spirit of the Southern Domain celestial world to no avail; it turns out the spirit was inside him.

Independent minor worlds like the Southern Domain celestial world all possess their own spirits. Only by mastering the world spirit can one become the true ruler of the Southern Domain celestial world.

"Why are you inside me?" Qin Jun inquired with a frown, though not feeling particularly nervous.

After all, the Spirit addressed him as Master.

"When Master was comprehending the Earth Immortal fruit, I came along. The fact that you have understood the Ziwei Emperor Star fruit is truly remarkable. You are bound to become the master of heaven and earth one day, so I decided to acknowledge you as my Master," the Sky Spirit said in a childish tone, which made it hard to suspect it of lying.

Qin Jun’s eyebrows remained furrowed as he asked, "Why didn’t you appear in the past few months then?"

"Because once I leave the Southern Domain celestial world, I become very weak," replied the Spirit, earnestly and honestly, as the light around it began to fade, revealing its true form as a three or four-year-old boy in a bellyband, with a tuft of hair tied at the back of his head.