The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 788: Hundred Heroes Conference

Chapter 788: Chapter 788: Hundred Heroes Conference

"Hmph! How do you know it will be a son?" Ji Yongsheng said irritably.

As Saint Sect Peak entered Qin Jun’s line of sight, he smugly thought to himself, "Even if it’s not, I could have a son in the future, hmm, and I shall name him Qin Yongsheng!"

"Get lost——"

The roaring voice of Ji Yongsheng left Qin Jun with a throbbing headache, silently cursing that the man couldn’t take a joke.

They flew all the way.

Soon, Qin Jun and Daji arrived at the summit of Saint Sect Peak, causing continuous exclamations from the disciples there.

"That’s Holy Emperor Your Majesty!"

"He must be here to see the sect master."

"To think I’d have the chance to lay eyes on such a legendary figure."

"Truly a commanding presence!"

"If I could achieve even a fraction of His Majesty’s accomplishments, I would die with no regrets!"

Upon seeing the figure of Qin Jun, all the disciples of the sect couldn’t help but exclaim, despite being in the Holy City, getting a glimpse of Qin Jun was still difficult.

Saint Sect Peak was towering, and disciples were not allowed to carelessly enter the summit. Zhu Yanqing, while usually residing in the harem at the back of Saint Emperor Peak, would occasionally come to Saint Sect Peak for rest and relaxation.

The two landed in a separate courtyard at the summit, where Chang’e was inside, playing the zither. Her gentle plucking and strumming filled the air above Saint Sect Peak with melodious music.

Chang’e’s zither playing had become one of the hallmarks of Saint Sect. Cultivating daily to the sound of Chang’e’s zither would bring about a peaceful and harmonious state of mind.

"Where is Yanqing?"

Qin Jun asked, suppressing his excitement. Chang’e stopped playing the zither and was about to speak when Zhu Yanqing walked out from the house.

"Your Majesty, what’s wrong?" Zhu Yanqing asked in confusion, but upon seeing the smirk on Daji’s face, she immediately understood, her pretty face blushing with two touches of shy red, exquisitely alluring.

Qin Jun gently reproached, "Such a big matter, why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

Zhu Yanqing gently tucked her hair behind her ear and softly replied, "This servant only found out in the last few days, and Your Majesty has been so busy after returning..."

Hearing this, Qin Jun felt a pang of compassion and drew her into his embrace, softly saying, "I have been negligent. During this time, don’t worry about Saint Sect. Just take care of yourself."

Zhu Yanqing felt a surge of happiness. Although she was obsessed with cultivation, when it came to her child, she didn’t object and simply nodded her head compliantly.

Now, she had already broken through to the eighth layer of the Transforming Void Realm, drawing ever closer to the Earth Immortal Realm.

Since she was Qin Jun’s woman, he would not be stingy with her. All kinds of elixirs and heavenly treasures were provided for her consumption, which allowed her cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

However, the gap between her and Qin Jun continued to widen.

That night, Qin Jun stayed over in Zhu Yanqing’s bedchamber, but he did not publicize the news of her pregnancy.

The world of the Southern Domain was vast, and even within the Holy City, Qin Jun couldn’t guarantee the absence of spies from other forces.

For the safety of Zhu Yanqing, it was best to keep the matter low-key.

In the following days, emissaries from the surrounding domains arrived one after another to offer their congratulations, congratulating the Heavenly Court of Great Qin for eliminating Tathāgata, leaving no rivals within a hundred domains.

Qin Jun had Liu Bowen receive them, as his status now obviated the need for him to attend to such matters personally.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed by quickly.

Qin Jun’s fame value also rapidly broke through eight hundred billion, and he considered whether he should exchange some of it for cultivation methods or elixirs that could strengthen his subordinates.

He still hadn’t used the rewards from the task ’Mystery of the Demon God’; after all, one should always save some surprises.

That day, an uninvited guest arrived at Saint Emperor Peak.

He claimed to be a ghostly disciple of the Nether Emperor of the Netherworld.

Qin Jun had someone bring him to the Imperial Garden. With the lute playing securely in the garden, Qin Jun wasn’t worried about any tricks from the visitor.

"Greetings, Holy Emperor of Qin, I am but a ghostly disciple under the Nether Emperor of Netherworld, specially here to deliver an invitation to Your Majesty." The ghostly disciple bowed and said, his body wrapped in black clothing that was extremely tight, revealing only a pair of eyes – a pair of blood-red eyes that, if seen in the dead of night, would certainly be terrifyingly shocking.

"Oh? Let me have a look!"

Qin Jun replied casually, vaguely guessing what it was about.

The ghostly disciple produced a cyan jade slip from his hand, handed it to Pi Pa, who then passed it on to Qin Jun, showing he knew well enough to maintain proper distance.

Pi Pa was the first to scan it with her Divine Consciousness, then handed it to Qin Jun, confirming, "There’s no problem."

Standing in Qin Jun’s position, one often easily stumbled over details.

Qin Jun nodded, took the cyan jade slip, and also read it with his Divine Consciousness.

Turns out, the Nether Emperor of Netherworld specifically invited Qin Jun to attend the conference of the Nine Emperors of the world. The Dominance Leaders ranked among the top hundred on the Dominance Leaderboard would attend as well, with the location being the Juetian Plain, territory of the Hall of Heavenly Destiny, and the time set for three months later.

Qin Jun withdrew his Divine Consciousness, eyes narrowing. The Nether Emperor had also mentioned in the jade slip that the Great Emperor seemed to think highly of him, not objecting to him becoming one of the Nine Emperors, but whether he could succeed still depended on Qin Jun’s performance.

This Hundred Heroes Conference was likely to be fraught with undercurrents.

But Qin Jun must go; if he became one of the Nine Emperors, his reputation would skyrocket, and countless strong beings from all over the world would come to pledge allegiance.

After the battle in the Western Domain, countless cultivators flocked to the Southern Domain and Southernmost Sea every day. The performance of the Great Qin Celestial Court was simply too dazzling; it would no doubt grow into a colossus under the vast heavens. If they joined early, they could ensure safety and gain resources – why not enjoy the benefits?

"You may return now, and tell the Nether Emperor that I will definitely attend," Qin Jun said with a smile and a nod.

The ghostly disciple bowed, then with a leap, he flew towards the outside of the Holy City.

Watching his departing figure, Qin Jun pondered.

If he was to go to the Juetian Plain, he must bring his most powerful subordinates.

Patriarch Bodhi definitely could not be asked; that fellow had already fled far to the Southernmost Sea, preparing to find an island to cultivate unrestrainedly.

But both Xing Tian and Hou Yi were merely at the peak of the Daluo to the Immortal Realm; it was uncertain whether they could withstand the might of the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny and the Nether Emperor.

Though it was a selection for the Nine Emperors, Qin Jun made preparations for the worst-case scenario.

"Your Majesty, what else are you worried about?" asked Pi Pa curiously.

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, saying, "Would I worry? I just want the world to worry!"

Pi Pa was taken aback for a moment, her face filled with admiration. She had long been fond of Qin Jun and never hid her feelings, but Qin Jun, fearing her poison, had always turned a blind eye.

Above the Holy City, two rows of white egrets swept by, as beautiful as a painting.

...

News of the Nine Emperors spread fast, as the Hall of Heavenly Destiny quickly made it public, and the news that the Hall invited a hundred Dominance Leaders to the Juetian Plain caused a sensation throughout the world, immediately overshadowing the prestige of the Holy Emperor of Qin and Patriarch Bodhi.

"The Nine Emperors? Sounds very impressive!"

"The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny seems to be aiming for a reshuffle!"

"Nonsense, the six halls and three lands have long since been in name only; it’s time for new blood!"

"Tsk tsk, I bet the Holy Emperor of Qin will definitely be one of the Nine Emperors!"

"Keep dreaming. The Great Qin Celestial Court might be rising recently, but the Holy Emperor of Qin is too inexperienced; it’s impossible!"

"How is it impossible? Even the fifth Dominance Leader, Xu Chongsheng, fears the Holy Emperor of Qin!"

Hundreds of domains were discussing the matter of the Nine Emperors, and countless betting houses even started to take wagers on who would become one of the Nine.

For a time, the Nine Emperors became the most mentioned term by beings of the time.

When the message reached the Great Qin Celestial Court, countless citizens were shouting that the Holy Emperor must become one of the Nine Emperors.

The Nine Emperors would undoubtedly become the top echelon for tens of thousands of years to come.