The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 95: Terrifying Power

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Terrifying Power

"Hmph! Even in death, you trouble me!"

After reading the letter, Qin Jun coldly cursed. The letter was from a mysterious person known as An Xiao to Gongsun Tu.

It mentioned that the mastermind was Qin Yu, ordering Gongsun Tu to kill everyone except for Qin Yu and Daji!

It turned out that Gongsun Tu had planned to kill them all; previously, he had pretended he would spare them for their money. He was just toying with them.

"Damn it, still coveting Daji, made your death too easy for you, truly regret it!"

Qin Jun placed the letter into his storage ring, ready to present it to the Qian Emperor after the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition ended—it would serve as a good pretext. After all, Qin Jun was somebody who intended to be Emperor and couldn’t afford to leave any stains for the people to curse.

Jia Xun couldn’t help but sigh, feeling even more disgusted with the deceased Qin Yu since Qin Yu had also wanted to kill him.

Qin Jun glanced at the Blood Knife King not too far away and hurriedly waved, calling out, "Blood Knife King, come here!"

"Your Highness, what are your orders?"

The Blood Knife King ran over quickly and asked respectfully with a fist salute, glancing toward Ye Xuan and the other four.

"Tch!"

Yang Lan snorted coldly, turned away to avoid them, and the other four also walked to the side. It was obviously an internal feud of the Qianyue Kingdom, and they naturally didn’t want to eavesdrop.

"Do you know someone called An Xiao?" Qin Jun asked casually.

"An Xiao?"

The Blood Knife King was visibly shocked, causing Qin Jun’s eyebrows to raise slightly—it seemed the Blood Knife King had heard of An Xiao as well.

"An Xiao is from the Black Night Pavilion, a purely assassin-based force. As long as they are paid enough spirit stones, they will make a move, no matter how strong the target is; they can handle it," the Blood Knife King hurriedly explained.

Qin Jun couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you saying they can even kill a Transforming Void Realm expert?"

As soon as he spoke, Fa Hai, who was sitting on a horse behind him, glanced over.

"Yes!" the Blood Knife King said with a terrified face. He had once heard about Black Night Pavilion from Qin Yu’s mouth and was especially careful to gather information about the Black Night Pavilion. The more he knew, the more fearful he became of both Black Night Pavilion and An Xiao.

Black Night Pavilion hailed from the Nanzhuo Dynasty and had a great reputation throughout the Southern Domain.

Qin Jun’s eyebrows knitted together—were they that formidable?

They didn’t lower their voices, so Ye Xuan and the others nearby heard everything clearly.

What was the Black Night Pavilion?

The faces of Ye Xuan and the others were blank, except for Zhu Yanqing, who showed a complex expression.

"This monk has also heard of Black Night Pavilion. In the Southern Domain, few dare to offend Black Night Pavilion. If targeted by Black Night Pavilion, cultivators would pay even greater wealth to remove their names from the Pavilion’s mission list," Fa Hai suddenly spoke up, leaving everyone around him visibly moved.

In the entire Southern Domain, Black Night Pavilion was a name that struck fear into people’s hearts, making both Qianyue Kingdom and Wuqi Kingdom seem insignificant by comparison.

It had to be said that within the Southern Domain, there were many forces and sects that overshadowed the kingdoms.

"Hmph, what of Black Night Pavilion? I hope they don’t provoke me, otherwise, hmph!"

Qin Jun smirked, not overly concerned about Black Night Pavilion given its assassin nature and with Qin Yu’s death.

The employer was dead, so naturally, the assassin organization would not keep targeting a specific person indefinitely.

But An Xiao was still unaware of Qin Yu’s death.

"Hmph, loves to talk big!" Yang Lan mocked with disdain while Murong Xuan beside her signaled her with his eyes to speak less.

Ye Xuan and Zong Yan listened seriously to the conversation among Qin Jun and the others, feeling as if they had touched upon a higher realm.

Zhu Yanqing’s face had not been pleasant the whole time, especially upon hearing the name "Black Night Pavilion."

"Your Highness, if An Xiao still doesn’t know of Qin Yu’s death, he might keep trying to trouble us," the Blood Knife King said, his face grim. But thinking of Fa Hai, Daji, Roaring Sky Dog, and Evening Star who possessed the power of Ghost Gods, his tense facial expression eased.

"What would Black Night Pavilion do if An Xiao were to be killed?" Qin Jun asked with a sly smile.

With the Evening Star around, who gives a damn about Black Night Pavilion!

Plus, every month he gets a chance at a God and Demon summoning, and some significant tasks might even trigger various rewards!

Considering his current status and strength, even if the Black Night Pavilion sends another assassin, they couldn’t possibly send their strongest—one doesn’t use a cleaver to kill a chicken.

Following the rhythm of a novel, they would send enemies in ascending order of strength, one after another, giving the protagonist experience points!

Am I not the protagonist template?

Thinking this, Qin Jun’s smile became even more wicked.

"It probably won’t amount to much. The assassins in Black Night Pavilion choose their own missions. With Qin Yu’s death, once the assassin An Xiao realizes it, he naturally won’t continue the pursuit, since there’s no reward. Even if Your Highness kills him, the Black Night Pavilion won’t care, as many assassins die there daily. An Xiao’s status in Black Night Pavilion isn’t high." Blood Blade King hesitated, prompting Qin Jun to sigh.

Damn!

This doesn’t follow the rules at all!

Seems like I’m not actually the protagonist template, I got excited for nothing!

Qin Jun thought resentfully and then swept back into the carriage with a flick of his sleeve.

Blood Blade King couldn’t help but feel puzzled; Qin Jun ought to be happy, so why did he seem somewhat angry?

"It seems geniuses can’t be judged by common sense."

Blood Blade King sighed to himself, and Jia Xun next to him shared the same sentiment.

"Alright, let’s set off, hopefully, we can reach a water source before night falls."

Jia Xun called out loudly, and everyone gathered their spirits and moved on.

The appearance of Gongsun Tu cast a shadow over everyone’s heart. On the road, everyone was tense, and if not for Fa Hai stepping in, it’s likely the imperial guards would have been scared to scatter, not daring to proceed.

And due to Fa Hai’s intervention, the group of five including Ye Xuan started to behave, leading Qin Yun, who wanted to strike up a conversation with Zhu Yanqing, to embarrassingly retreat back to the carriage to practice.

...

In the blink of an eye, two days rushed by, and only on the third night did the group finally leave the desert.

"Let’s rest here for the night!"

Jia Xun pointed to the woods under the night sky ahead. As long as Qin Jun had no objections, any rebuttals from the rest were futile, even from Qin Yun, the fourth prince.

Soon, the group stopped within a small grove, and the imperial guards began to start a fire.

Just as Qin Jun was about to step out of the carriage, a system alert sounded in his mind: "Ding! Your once-a-month God and Demon summoning opportunity has arrived!"

Nani?

So soon?

Qin Jun instantly became thrilled, but he didn’t sit back down. Instead, he followed Daji and sat down by a bonfire.

"Once a month, I need to consider it carefully."

Qin Jun looked up and thought, as he saw the bright moon in the night sky obscured by clouds, which were indeed starting to disperse. If they cleared, a full moon would be revealed.

"A full moon is a good time. I’ll wait for the full moon to summon, maybe I’ll be incredibly lucky and get another Immortal Realm deity," Qin Jun hoped to himself.

If the Evening Star is already an Immortal Realm powerhouse, what about higher-ups like Nezha and Li Jing?

What about the levels of Yang Jian and Sun Wukong?

And Tathāgata...

Oh damn, thinking like this, even imagination isn’t enough!

Qin Jun’s face showed his struggle, yet his heart was bursting with joy. The mythology of our great Huaxia is indeed powerful!