The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 802: The Mad Daoist

Chapter 802: Chapter 802: The Mad Daoist

Southern Domain Celestial World, Saint Emperor Peak.

Qin Jun and a group of ministers were waiting at the edge of the cliff, whispering among themselves.

"Who exactly is Yang Jian fighting against?"

"Why doesn’t His Majesty send Xing Tian?"

"Don’t you know? They say Bai Ze has become stronger!"

"Really? How much stronger can she get in such a short time?"

"Who knows, when His Majesty acts, how can we fathom his decisions?"

Qin Jun, expressionless, stared into the horizon; Bai Ze was a Daluo beginner Immortal, so sending her should not be a problem.

Still, he felt some worry in his heart.

After all, Yang Jian was one of his favored generals.

"Your Majesty, no need to worry, General Yang has a good fortune that not even heaven can deny," Daji said in a soft voice, offering comfort.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, saying, "I understand that, of course, it’s just that I always feel like something big is going to happen."

A big event?

A flicker of confusion passed through Daji’s eyes, but she did not pursue the question because Bai Ze and the others were already flying over from the horizon.

Yang Jian was covered in blood, and because he was seriously injured, they were not flying fast.

Bai Ze carried Li Qing to Qin Jun, casually tossed him to the ground, and the rest of the civil and military officials curiously sized up Li Qing.

Qin Jun took out a Daluo restoration elixir and tossed it to Yang Jian with a smile, saying, "You truly live up to your name as my Erlang Shen, to which realm have you now broken through?"

Yang Jian, not the first time taking a Daluo restoration elixir, swallowed it down his throat and then cupped his hands with a smile, "This subordinate has not failed his mission, having broken through to the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, I believe I can traverse the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm unrivaled!"

After finishing, he provocatively glanced at Li Yuanba, Luo Shixin, and Yuan Hong.

Late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm!

And undefeated within the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm!

The ministers gasped in astonishment, faces full of disbelief. How could Yang Jian, who was merely a Mysterious Immortal before, have made such a fearsome leap?

"Ahhhh! Your Majesty! I can’t accept this! I want to become stronger too!" Li Yuanba cried out in frustration, his rival Yang Jian whom he often suppressed had now surpassed him, and he felt like his world was collapsing.

Luo Shixin and Yuan Hong frowned, clearly sensing Yang Jian’s fighting spirit, making their eyes turn sharp.

Qin Jun ignored Li Yuanba, waved his hand, and smiled, "Yang Jian, you go heal your injuries first!"

After speaking, he turned to look at Li Qing lying at his feet.

Yang Jian bowed to Qin Jun and then turned to fly toward Erlang Mansion.

"Who is he?" Qin Jun frowned and asked.

Bai Ze spoke in a low voice, "Your Majesty, let’s discuss this in the heavenly prison."

With so many ministers gathered here, if news of an imminent attack by an immortal god spread, it would surely cause panic throughout the Great Qin Celestial Court.

Qin Jun’s frown deepened, not expecting the situation to be so serious. He dismissed the ministers, and, accompanied by Bai Ze, Golden Light Saintess, and Li Qing, headed toward the heavenly prison.

...

Drip—

Chu Juhuai landed halfway up the mountain, slumping to the ground on the grass, grabbing at the cloth stuck to his pus and blood, wincing with pain.

The viciousness of the golden light formation left him with lingering fear.

Fortunately, it was a Daluo ultimate Immortal who had set up the formation; if it had been a beginner Daluo Immortal, he would likely have turned into a puddle of pus and blood by now.

"Damn it, my injuries are too severe; I’m nowhere near strong enough to return to the Ancient Immortal Realm," Chu Juhuai muttered through gritted teeth.

There were paths within the Chosen Estate leading him out of the heavens, but traveling to the Ancient Immortal Realm was a long journey through starry space, fraught with danger. Unless he had recovered three-quarters of his strength, he dared not venture into the outer skies.

He was itching to seek revenge against the Great Qin Celestial Court immediately; he wanted to see Bai Ze and Golden Light Saintess dead!

After resting for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he slowly got up, planning to find a place to heal his wounds. This place was very far from the Southern Domain, so there was no need to worry about Bai Ze and her party coming after him.

He crossed over the mountain ridge and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He furrowed his brows and followed his gaze, only to see an old Taoist approaching from the distance.

He was dressed in an old gray Taoist robe, with a peculiar and rather ugly visage, appearing to be in his forties or fifties, walking slowly, stopping every three steps, and constantly muttering to himself.

"Hey, old Taoist, where is your temple?" Chu Juhuai called out in a deep voice.

He desperately needed a place to recover from his injuries, and staying in a Daoist temple was certainly better than a cave.

The Old Taoist ignored him, continuing on his way before brushing past him.

Chu Juhuai heard him muttering to himself, "The dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao... what is the Dao... what is clarification?"

"Hey, can’t you hear me talking?" Chu Juhuai grabbed the Old Taoist’s shoulder and held him still.

The Old Taoist turned and gave him a look, his vacant eyes making Chu Juhuai inexplicably chilled.

Ptui!

It seems I’ve been scared into seeing shadows!

Chu Juhuai cursed inwardly. It was already unbelievable that Bai Ze had appeared in this world; there couldn’t possibly be any other great Luoshi Immortals.

"An immortal? Would an immortal end up in your sorry state?"

The Old Taoist retorted with irritation, infuriating Chu Juhuai.

It was bad enough being humiliated by Bai Ze; he hadn’t expected to meet a mad Taoist in the wilderness who dared to mock him.

This was beyond endurance!

Right then, Chu Juhuai lifted his palm to strike the Old Taoist on the crown of his head.

Smack—

But the Old Taoist caught his wrist with lightning speed, rendering his right hand immobile.

Chu Juhuai’s eyes widened, filled with terror and disbelief.

"You..."

Chu Juhuai stammered, his speech faltering as despair overwhelmed him.

What kind of world was this, where he encountered strong beings everywhere who could crush him with ease?

"An immortal? They are nothing but a group of fools straying from their true nature," the Old Taoist said mockingly.

"I am an immor..."

Before Chu Juhuai could finish speaking, the Old Taoist knocked him down to the ground.

The Old Taoist stepped on his chest, pinning him down to the grass, unable to move.

"In my presence, you’re not worthy of being called an immortal!"

The Old Taoist took out a black ruler from his waist and struck Chu Juhuai with it. That single strike was so painful that Chu Juhuai screamed, feeling as if his soul was being pierced.

"What... what kind of treasure is this?"

Chu Juhuai asked in alarm, his voice heavy with fear.

Even when facing the golden light formation, he had not screamed like this, showing how terrifying the black ruler was.

"Say it! You’re not worthy of being called an immortal!"

The Old Taoist didn’t listen and struck again with the ruler.

"Ahh—"

"Say it quickly!"

"I beg you... Ahh—"

In the wilderness, Chu Juhuai’s screams startled the birds in the surrounding trees into flight.

After enduring seven strikes, Chu Juhuai couldn’t take it anymore and cried out, "I’m not worthy of being called an immortal!"

The Old Taoist, satisfied, stopped and lifted the barely conscious Chu Juhuai into the air, smiling and saying, "I was originally planning to visit the Great Qin Celestial Court to see what kind of divine being Patriarch Bodhi is, capable of dealing with Tathāgata. I didn’t expect to meet you, in the early stages of the Luoshi Immortal Realm, a bit weak, but just right to serve as my attendant."

"You... who on earth are you?" Chu Juhuai gritted his teeth and asked.

His eyes were full of fear and despair.

This mad Taoist was far stronger than Bai Ze.

"My name is Randeng."

The Old Taoist hummed, and after speaking he started walking back, carrying Chu Juhuai with him.

"Randeng... I am an immortal representative of the Ancient Immortal Realm, doing this to me will incur divine punishment!"

"Oh? Want to suffer a few more strikes?"

"..."