The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 791: Innate Body

Chapter 791: Chapter 791: Innate Body

"Really?"

Liu Ruolai asked excitedly. Nobody wanted to die young, especially someone as cheerful and lively as her.

Zhu Yanqing also looked towards Qin Jun in surprise. Tathāgata was a formidable ruler, had he really given in just after a few days?

She couldn’t help but admire Qin Jun even more—truly, there seemed to be nothing he couldn’t do.

Little did she know, it was all thanks to Randeng’s rise that had put pressure on Tathāgata; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy for Qin Jun.

Most of those in power covet life, and with his enemy still at large and complacent, how could Tathāgata be willing to just die like that?

"Of course it’s true." Qin Jun said with a smile, feeling relieved that he had obtained the Nirvana Bodhi.

Zhu Yanqing, however, furrowed her brows and said, "Your Majesty, shouldn’t we have someone else try it first?"

In her eyes, Tathāgata was too hypocritical; she didn’t dare to believe that he would offer up the real Nirvana Bodhi on his first attempt.

Qin Jun gestured dismissively, putting on an inscrutable expression, and laughed, "I have naturally tested it myself."

He hadn’t actually tested it; instead, he let the system check it—it was harmless to humans.

Otherwise, how could he dare to directly come and find Liu Ruolai?

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yanqing immediately felt at ease and, taking Liu Ruolai’s hand, said with a laugh, "See? I told you His Majesty would definitely have a solution."

Although her time with Liu Ruolai was brief, Ruolai’s simplicity and vivacity—without too much scheming—made Zhu Yanqing grow fond of this sister.

Afterward, Qin Jun took the two women back to the sleeping palace, where he gave the Nirvana Bodhi to Liu Ruolai to consume. The Nirvana Bodhi was only the size of a thumb with mysterious patterns all over it, which could dazzle anyone who looked at it. Fortunately, Qin Jun had reached the cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm, enabling him to withstand the mysterious allure of the Nirvana Bodhi.

"Ding! Side mission completed——Obtain Nirvana Bodhi! Awarded one God and Demon summoning opportunity, one God and Demon peak opportunity, and one random draw!"

The system prompt sounded, and Liu Ruolai also sat cross-legged on the bed to absorb the Nirvana Bodhi.

Awesome!

Qin Jun had already accumulated three God and Demon summoning opportunities, and the God and Demon peak opportunities had even reached five.

He should pick an auspicious day to use the God and Demon summoning opportunity.

Bai Ze had performed well; now, it was time to use the God and Demon peak opportunity!

With Patriarch Bodhi presiding and two Daluo-level Immortal Realm experts at full strength, even Bai Ze at his peak would presumably not dare to act recklessly.

As for Luo Shixin... he would wait a bit longer. Qin Jun couldn’t be sure how strong the ancestor of the Qilin really was.

There was even less to say about Xing Tian—he definitely could not be allowed to return to the peak of the God and Demon, or else how could anyone cope?

Watching Liu Ruolai enter a state of cultivation, Qin Jun’s thoughts also began to drift.

"Your Majesty, are you sure she will be alright?" Zhu Yanqing couldn’t help but ask with concern.

Defying fate to change one’s lifeforce—wasn’t that something that only existed in legends? Wasn’t the pursuit of the path of cultivation eternal life?

"Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems. After using the Nirvana Bodhi, her talent may even be improved. When you give birth to our child, I will also give you one," Qin Jun said with a smile.

The Nirvana Bodhi could return a person to their innate state, restoring their original purity.

The initial generation of the Human Clan was powerful, but with each successive generation, their bloodline talents diminished.

The Nirvana Bodhi, however, could restore one’s original innate physique, which even Tathāgata considered a precious treasure.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yanqing’s eyes lit up with the prospect of enhanced talent.

Among all the women, she was the most dedicated in her cultivation. Unfortunately, she couldn’t compare with Daji, who soared to the realm of Taiyi Mysterious Immortal after reaching the peak of a God and Demon—a blow to her at the time.

Soon, white vapor emanated from all around Liu Ruolai, her body drenched in sweat as if she had fallen into water.

Qin Jun didn’t leave. He waited until night fell, and only then had Liu Ruolai completely assimilated the Nirvana Bodhi. She had even made a minor breakthrough, reaching the ninth layer of the Ascending Mortal Realm.

Only one step away from becoming ethereal.

"Wow! I’m really healed!"

Liu Ruolai excitedly bounced off the bed and threw herself at Qin Jun, who hastily dodged in alarm.

"You stinky girl! Roll away, go take a bath first!"

Qin Jun said grumpily, but seeing as Liu Ruolai was insistent on hugging him, he eventually stopped dodging and let the sweaty Liu Ruolai rub against him.

Zhu Yanqing watched with a covered mouth, lightly chuckling.

With Liu Ruolai’s vitality issue resolved, Qin Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next morning, Qin Jun officially declared Liu Ruolai as the Holy Consort and announced it throughout the Great Qin Heaven, prompting celebrations in both the Southern Domain and the Southernmost Sea.

...

In the midst of the boundless desert, where the sandstorm obscured the sky and the sun, a figure moved through the windswept sands.

Standing two zhang tall, he wore a grey robe which fluttered in the wild wind, revealing a wildly dominant face with tiger-like eyes that sparkled with a green glow, utterly intimidating.

It was the World-Ending Demon Emperor!

After leaving the Southern Domain, he had vanished without a trace. Coupled with the subsequent battles in the Western Region, the struggle of the Nine Emperors, and Randeng’s display of power, the world gradually forgot about his emergence.

"Is that the Heavenly Chosen Mansion up ahead?"

The World-Ending Demon Emperor murmured as his white hair fluttered across his face. His gaze was sharp as he looked ahead, his expression filled with murderous intent.

Upon his return to the world, his first desire was to seek revenge against the gods and immortals.

He inquired everywhere, only to learn that the world no longer had gods or immortals.

It was said that the Heavenly Chosen Mansion represented the will of the gods, hence his relentless journey there.

With his overwhelming strength, no force dared to deny him the information he sought.

He wasn’t afraid of failure, only craving vengeance.

Having been suppressed for a hundred thousand years, the hatred in his heart had almost become an obsession.

Just then, hundreds of meters away, a group of transformed Demon Kings flew by. Noticing the World-Ending Demon Emperor’s figure, they used their Divine Consciousness to scan him. They couldn’t see through the World-Ending Demon Emperor, but they could sense the faint demon energy on him.

"Hey, brother, where are you heading?"

A bat Demon King asked, his voice hoarse and chilly enough to scare the soul out of an ordinary person.

The World-Ending Demon Emperor stopped, glanced at them, and said indifferently, "Heavenly Chosen Mansion."

A hundred thousand years ago, the Demon Clan revered him as their supreme leader, so he regarded the clans of a hundred thousand years later as his juniors.

However, times had changed, it was no longer the glorious era of the Holy Court. The struggle between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan had grown fiercer.

"Heavenly Chosen Mansion? Do you have a Selection Command?"

The bat Demon King asked curiously, a sentiment shared by the other Demon Kings, who were the protectors of the Heavenly Chosen Mansion. They often hunted Barbaric Beasts around the mansion to earn rewards, so they had some knowledge of it.

Other than particular times, few beings sought out the Heavenly Chosen Mansion, and even if they did, they were usually turned away.

The Heavenly Chosen Mansion represented the will of the gods and wasn’t a place for mere mortals to come into contact with.

"No, can you tell me how much farther the Heavenly Chosen Mansion is?" the World-Ending Demon Emperor asked in a deep voice.

"Without a Selection Command? I’d advise you to turn back!" scoffed the bat Demon King, considering him another ignorant soul trying to overreach for the Heavenly Chosen Mansion.

Before the words were fully spoken, the World-Ending Demon Emperor suddenly appeared in front of him, his right hand lightning-fast as he grabbed the bat Demon King by the throat and lifted him high above his head.

"Speak!" The World-Ending Demon Emperor’s eyes were ice-cold, his killing intent nearly tangible, thrusting at the bat Demon King’s eyes.

"We are the protectorate of the Heavenly Chosen Mansion, do you seek death?" another snake Demon King asked coldly.

"Protectorate? Hmph, I am your ancestor!" The World-Ending Demon Emperor sneered disdainfully, then with a forceful squeeze of his right hand, he crushed the bat Demon King’s head, splattering blood and flesh across the desert.