The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 860 Ancestor Grandmaster and the Venerable Sovereign

Chapter 860: Chapter 860 Ancestor Grandmaster and the Venerable Sovereign

"Is there no other way?"

Feeling Zun Rudao’s gaze, the Black Butterfly Fairy retorted.

Zun Rudao felt helpless, bemoaning internally, "Had I known this would happen, why did you drag me back to serve as the headmaster?"

If it weren’t for the Black Butterfly Fairy, he wouldn’t have wanted to be the headmaster of the God Temple. But now, hearing her plans to simply hand over the God Temple to Qin Jun, he felt rather annoyed.

What did all his efforts as headmaster amount to?

A joke?

The elders were even more furious internally, but faced with the Black Butterfly Fairy’s retort, they truly didn’t know how to refute her.

The God Temple was now on the brink of shattering, and as the Holy Emperor of Qin waged his powerful campaigns, they could only watch.

Once the decision of the Nine Emperors settled, the God Temple could only cling to a major power.

After all, it was tantamount to being dependent on others, so what harm was there in being under Qin Jun’s thumb?

Moreover, considering the relationship between the Holy Emperor of Qin and the Black Butterfly Fairy, perhaps they would fare better under the Great Qin Celestial Court.

"Then we might as well just disband the God Temple," Zun Rudao spread his hands and said with a smile, though his grin bore a hint of sarcasm.

The Black Butterfly Fairy had been capricious many times, and this time Zun Rudao couldn’t bear it any longer.

Upon hearing this, the Black Butterfly Fairy looked towards him, her beautiful eyes filled with cold light, and she softly asked, "What do you mean by your words?"

The God Temple owed half its success to her. How could it be disbanded just like that?

Zun Rudao’s face also darkened, as he felt the Black Butterfly Fairy’s lethal intent. He couldn’t help but find the situation absurd.

To make the Holy Emperor of Qin stronger, the Black Butterfly Fairy was actually considering killing him.

After all, he was half a disciple of the Black Butterfly Fairy. Why was she so heartless?

Then, thinking back to the tragic death of Divine Wuji, who was raised almost single-handedly by the Black Butterfly Fairy but was resolutely abandoned by her before the Holy Emperor of Qin, Zun Rudao harbored a grudge that he had never voiced, but this time, he couldn’t suppress his outburst.

"What is the God Temple even for!"

Zun Rudao stood up and asked in a deep voice, his authority as a Golden Immortal of the Daluo Realm sweeping through the hall and terrifying the elders.

The Black Butterfly Fairy seemed unaffected as she slowly stood up, locking eyes with Zun Rudao: "Do you remember what I once said? I’ve always been looking for someone, and the God Temple exists to help me find that person."

Upon hearing this, Zun Rudao’s face went white as he gritted his teeth, "You’ve been searching for over twenty thousand years, and the Holy Emperor of Qin is not even twenty years old. Could he be the one you’re looking for?"

"That’s right, he is!" the Black Butterfly Fairy stated indifferently, as if it were an ordinary matter.

At this revelation, the elders exchanged glances.

Has this woman lost her mind?

"Ridiculous!" Zun Rudao was furious. He had grown up within the God Temple and felt affection for it as if it were his own family, simply uninterested in the position of family head.

The enraged Zun Rudao released a terrifying presence, as if he wanted to kill the Black Butterfly Fairy on the spot.

With a flash of her figure, the Black Butterfly Fairy appeared behind Zun Rudao at an astonishing speed. Zun Rudao’s pupils shrank, and his heart churned with turmoil as he thought, "What kind of Divine Power is this?"

...

Above the endless ocean.

Qin Jun, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, and Sun Wukong swiftly streaked by, raising waves tens of feet high.

"Elder Lord, how is Drought faring now?" Qin Jun asked while flying.

Randeng had awakened memories of his past life and quickly submitted to Qin Jun, allowing him to see his attribute list.

"Randeng, from mythology!"

"Identity: Ancient Buddha!"

"Cultivation: Mid-stage of the Daluo Beginning Immortal Realm!"

"Cultivation method: Corpse Coffin Divine Art!"

"Divine Power: Ancient Buddha Body! Shrinking Earth into Inches! Immeasurable Ruler Technique!"

"Treasure: Universe Ruler! Corpse Coffin Lantern!"

"Loyalty: 57 (Maximum 100)!"

The loyalty score of fifty-seven might come from the guilt towards Tathāgata, and considering that Tathāgata and Laozi were guarding the King Yan Palace, Randeng likely wouldn’t dare to act rashly, which is why Qin Jun let him go and even gave him a Daluo Rejuvenation Pill.

Laozi, being understanding, returned the Universe Ruler to Randeng, who was so moved that he kowtowed in thanks.

Kowtowing to a sage, Randeng felt no shame.

If it weren’t for Qin Jun releasing him, Randeng’s name wouldn’t appear on the Dominance Leaderboard. The two sides agreed that the relationship between the King Yan Palace and Jie Sect Palace would not be disclosed for the time being, and Randeng merely needed to proclaim to the world that he had escaped.

Apart from Randeng, Drought also took Xu Chongsheng to the Corpse Emperor Palace.

Now, under Qin Jun’s command, there would soon be four major forces: the Great Qin Heavenly Court, King Yan Palace, Jie Sect Palace, and the Corpse Emperor Palace.

With the strength of Drought and Xu Chongsheng, conquering the Corpse Emperor Palace was not an issue.

"There hasn’t been any abnormality with Du’e recently," Laozi replied softly.

Qin Jun nodded; he was just worried that Tathāgata and Randeng were colluding in secret, one can never be too careful.

"Three-star Island is right ahead on that sea island."

Sun Wukong interjected, pointing in the indicated direction; looking over, one could see an island on the horizon, spanning dozens of miles, with numerous monsters and cultivators flying in and out.

Ever since retiring to the Southernmost Sea, Patriarch Bodhi would occasionally deliver sermons, attracting many beings to visit.

He had not disclosed his name, otherwise, the Southernmost Sea would certainly erupt into chaos.

Defeating Tathāgata, that was a feat that resounded through the entire world.

The top three combatants of the age were the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, Patriarch Bodhi, and Laozi!

This was the assessment of the Destiny Pavilion, of high credibility; the Pavilion had many leaderboards, but the Dominance Leaderboard was the most followed.

The trio quickly descended onto the sea island named Three-star Island, and now in the Southernmost Sea, there was a saying: "On Three-star Island lies Three-star Cave, where seekers of immortals and dao pursue the master."

The island was teeming with cultivators and shape-shifted demon kings, who were indifferent to the arrival of Qin Jun and his companions, since new faces appeared every day.

Sun Wukong seldom visited Three-star Cave because it was too dull for him.

Under his guidance, Qin Jun and Laozi made their way unobstructed, soon arriving in front of Three-star Cave.

"Wukong, you’ve come."

Patriarch Bodhi’s voice emanated from the cave, which was situated at the foot of a small mountain surrounded by dense thickets, making it hard to imagine that a powerful being would reside within.

"Your Majesty has also come, and who might this daoist friend be?"

Laozi narrowed his eyes and spoke softly, "This old daoist is named Laozi."

As his words fell, a gust of wind howled from the cave, and shortly after, the figure of Patriarch Bodhi appeared at the entrance.

Laozi and Patriarch Bodhi locked eyes, the air seemingly solidifying, even Sun Wukong could feel the tension.

"Both master and Laozi are unfathomable; who is stronger?" Sun Wukong was secretly excited, not worried for his master or old friend, but rather looking forward to them fighting.

Qin Jun was also curious; this was a question that countless fans of the Journey to the West in Huaxia on Earth were intrigued by.

Laozi and Patriarch Bodhi, who is stronger?

But at this moment, Qin Jun hoped they would refrain from fighting, lest the Southernmost Sea face a great disaster.

"Why would a sage appear here?" Patriarch Bodhi asked through gritted teeth, his complexion somewhat unsightly.

He was well aware of Laozi’s relationship with the Sage Lord.

...

The previous Chapter mistakenly referred to Jie Sect Palace as Netherworld Palace; it has been corrected, but in case some readers did not catch the change, here is a reminder: Randeng is in control of Jie Sect Palace. Sorry for the confusion.