The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 749: The Once Strongest

Chapter 749: Chapter 749: The Once Strongest

"What do you think you are, speaking to me like that!"

Sima Mengmo asked Xiang Yu coldly, unable to outmatch Qin Jun, was he supposed to fear a mere guard of Qin Jun’s?

In his frustration, he failed to think it through, but the Sword Master frowned deeply.

Another unfamiliar face, a Daluo Supreme Immortal!

Including Hou Yi, he had now seen two Daluo Supreme Immortals under Qin Jun’s command, could this person be the recently famous Kua Fu?

"I am your ancestor!"

Xiang Yu retorted rudely, joking aside, the Overlord of Western Chu feared no one, whether in verbal sparring or actual combat!

Sima Mengmo was so infuriated he felt like his lungs would explode, if he had any.

Qin Jun said with a deep voice, "If you don’t leave now, beware that I might annihilate you in both body and spirit!"

As for the Sword Master, he wasn’t as discourteous, after all, the Sword Master once helped him.

If it weren’t for the Sword Master’s intervention, Qin Jun and the others might have died at the hands of the Monster Ancestor in the central wasteland. A drop of kindness does not warrant a gushing spring in return, but neither should it be repaid with enmity.

"What a Holy Emperor of Qin! It seems that the Great Qin Celestial Court has not yet met a true opponent!"

Sima Mengmo left those harsh words before disappearing into the void, his words clearly threatening Qin Jun.

Qin Jun had no regrets, was he to grovel before the arrogant Sima Mengmo?

Seeing Qin Jun drive away Sima Mengmo, who was previously so presumptuous, Chang Qianqian’s face was filled with admiration.

The mountains within ten miles had turned into flat ground, cultivators were climbing out of the mud and trees, all looking toward the sky in terror.

The scene just now made them feel as though they were truly about to die...

They hadn’t expected to still be alive.

The Holy Emperor of Qin had driven away a formidable foe.

"Ding! Triggered a side quest—Hatred of the Ghost King! Quest details: Ghost King Sima Mengmo holds a grudge against the host. If the host kills Sima Mengmo, they will receive one God and Demon summoning chance, one God and Demon dungeon chance, and one random draw!"

The system prompt sounded in Qin Jun’s mind, making the corners of his mouth turn up, as he was just worrying about not having a quest to do!

That’s how Sima Mengmo ended up on Qin Jun’s kill list.

Afterward, Qin Jun turned to the Sword Master and smiled, "What now, does Sword Master insist on making things difficult for me?"

He respectfully addressed the Sword Master as his senior, which seemed to ease the Sword Master’s expression a bit.

"I need an item that may be in the immortal tomb below. I only want that item." Sword Master said calmly, even believing that Hou Yi might be hiding somewhere ready to shoot him from the dark, he remained composed.

"What is it?" Qin Jun asked, narrowing his eyes, intuition telling him that the Sword Master was not one for scheming and was absolutely straightforward.

Giving the Sword Master what he wanted in exchange for the past life-saving kindness seemed fair.

Qin Jun hated being in debt to others.

Soul-Returning Pill! Sword Master responded.

Soul-Returning Pill?

Qin Jun frowned. He had heard of it, it was even available in the mythology mall, capable of reviving the dead, of course, assuming the soul hadn’t dissipated.

A very expensive elixir, valued at two hundred billion fame points.

Even with Qin Jun’s current three hundred billion fame points, it wasn’t possible to exchange for a Soul-Returning Pill to give to the Sword Master.

"You can, then you shall come down with me!"

Qin Jun said with a beaming smile, the Sword Master feeling relieved inwardly due to the Ji Family’s connection; he was reluctant to be Qin Jun’s enemy.

It wasn’t that he feared the Ji Family, but rather that he was indebted to them.

The Sword Master nodded, a faint smile finally appearing on his stern face. Eighteen white-clothed swordsmen flew swiftly over and stood behind him.

Qin Jun’s Divine Consciousness swept over and realized he could not see through the cultivation of these eighteen white-clothed swordsmen.

"It seems they are the Sword Master’s disciples," Qin Jun thought.

Then he smiled to Chang Qianqian in his arms, "You go and find your father and the others first."

As he spoke, he let go of her, and Chang Qianqian, now with the cultivation of the Ascending Mortal Realm, didn’t find it difficult to fly.

Recalling that her father’s life or death was still uncertain, Chang Qianqian hastily flew off, but then she suddenly stopped mid-air, turned her head, and called out to Qin Jun, "Qin... Holy Emperor!"

"What is it?" Qin Jun turned back and asked.

"It’s nothing."

In the end, Chang Qianqian couldn’t muster the courage and flew away.

She still felt unworthy to stand by Qin Jun’s side and wanted to earn her place through her own efforts, not out of pity.

She didn’t wish to fight for a few decades with Qin Jun but rather to be by his side forever.

"This girl has changed a lot." Qin Jun shook his head and smiled. He could naturally see the affection Chang Qianqian had for him.

He wondered if he should expand his harem.

After all, he did have a fondness for Chang Qianqian, and the memories of escorting her back then were quite beautiful upon reflection.

"The Holy Emperor of Qin is quite the charmer," a light chuckle from the Sword Master reached him.

Qin Jun turned to him and found himself staring with a strange smile.

What a pain!

That old fellow was better off cold and aloof.

"Sword Master is joking. We should focus on the matter at hand, let’s go down together!"

Qin Jun waved his hand and laughed, not worried about Sword Master’s possible betrayals in the immortal tomb.

Who in the world doesn’t know of Sword Master’s integrity?

Besides, if the Sword Master wanted to kill him, he would not have saved him in the first place.

And so Qin Jun flew to the massive hole with Yuan Hong and Xiang Yu, while Sword Master went there alone, not taking the eighteen white-clothed swordsmen with him, showing his sincerity.

Once they disappeared into the dark hole, Li Jing came with the Weihe Army to secure the area around the huge hole, not allowing others to trespass.

They flew down continuously.

The environment became pitch-black as ink.

Being no mere mortals, they used their Divine Consciousness to discern their surroundings.

"It is said that during the war of immortals and gods tens of thousands of years ago, Holy War God Ji Yongsheng of the celestial court killed hundreds of immortals and gods. It’s uncertain whether it’s true or false."

Sword Master’s voice reached the ears of Qin Jun’s trio.

Xiang Yu curiously asked, "Who is Celestial Court’s Ji Yongsheng?"

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the entire world was under the control of the celestial court, and Ji Yongsheng was the War God of the court, the strongest being in the world at that time," Sword Master explained.

"Oh? The once strongest being." Xiang Yu instantly lost interest, as what was past was past.

The strongest beings who had died didn’t count for much.

"Humph! The immortals and gods who died by my hands back then numbered in the thousands," Ji Yongsheng snorted coldly in Qin Jun’s mind.

"That powerful?"

Qin Jun was internally astonished.

"The immortals and gods were not as powerful as you imagine; they were just among the earliest creatures. Their descendants weren’t all strong in cultivation either," Ji Yongsheng said dismissively.

Great!

Saying that you could, and then you’re all bluster. Have you forgotten how you died?

Qin Jun thought to himself, pouring cold water on the thought, which angered Ji Yongsheng again.

"It’s said that at the time, the celestial court was so powerful it aroused the jealousy of the immortals and gods, resulting in all of them taking action, intending to annihilate the celestial court. But Ji Yongsheng was too strong, and that battle lasted for hundreds of years," Sword Master continued to share the ancient tales, leaving Qin Jun and the others in awe.

A battle that lasted for hundreds of years?

"The celestial court was almost wiped out by the immortals and gods, but Ji Yongsheng was still fighting as if his power was inexhaustible. He could be considered one of the last from the celestial court to fall," Sword Master sighed.

"Eh? How does this kid know so much?" Ji Yongsheng voiced his astonishment in Qin Jun’s mind; in his presence, Sword Master indeed could only be considered a