The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 951 Ancestor of the Qilin

Chapter 951: Chapter 951 Ancestor of the Qilin

Filled with the dream of trouncing the three thousand worlds, Qin Jun began to look forward to the return of Patriarch Bodhi.

This was none other than the loyal Patriarch Bodhi, whom Qin Jun could trust completely, striking wherever directed; for a moment, he felt his heart swell with anticipation.

What Donghuang Taiyi, Canghua Immortal Venerable? All insignificant!

Just then, a black hole suddenly appeared above Qin Jun’s head, and Patriarch Bodhi stepped out of it. Dressed as usual in his gray-and-white Taoist robe, his ethereal aura shone brightly, his presence as calm as that of an ordinary person, betraying no hint of change.

But Qin Jun believed the system would not deceive him; Patriarch Bodhi was now a formidable being in the late stages of the Manifesting Saint Realm.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty!"

Patriarch Bodhi landed before Qin Jun, bowing respectfully in gratitude. Though his tone was even, it carried genuine sincerity.

Qin Jun personally helped him up, laughing, "In the future, I will still need your support, so there’s no need for such grand gestures."

Though Patriarch Bodhi had become utterly loyal under the system’s influence, he was ultimately an independent being. Qin Jun had to respect him, especially since Patriarch Bodhi had rendered much assistance. If he had become the premier emperor under the heavens, the first credit was due to Patriarch Bodhi.

Patriarch Bodhi smiled. Having regained his peak strength, his gaze became even more detached, as if nothing in the world could stir his heart anymore.

Any discontent he harbored from his defeat to Donghuang Taiyi had also vanished. In other words, Donghuang Taiyi no longer mattered in his eyes.

Little did he know, Donghuang Taiyi had not regained his peak either.

But if Donghuang Taiyi did not surrender to Qin Jun, it would be impossible for him to reach his peak again in a short time.

"Haha, with you by my side, what do I have to fear from the mighty ones of the three thousand worlds?"

Qin Jun offered tea to Patriarch Bodhi, laughing. Although Patriarch Bodhi was humble, the smile on his face showed that he appreciated Qin Jun’s flattery.

Courtesy aside, Qin Jun would use Patriarch Bodhi when necessary.

"By the way, given your cultivation at the late stage of the Manifesting Saint Realm, would breaking through the heavens alone pose any difficulty?"

Qin Jun asked curiously, causing Patriarch Bodhi’s pupils to constrict. Could Qin Jun actually see through his level of cultivation?

But as a loyal follower, Patriarch Bodhi did not give it much thought and replied, "Not difficult. The barrier enchantment envelops the entire Xuandang great world, but it is only laid by a being in the early stages of the Manifesting Saint Realm. To break it would be as easy as flipping my hand."

Qin Jun was even more delighted. Why would he need the cooperation of the Nine Emperors to break through the heavens?

With Patriarch Bodhi, it was enough!

For a moment, Qin Jun’s ambition began to stir. He was in no hurry to break through the heavens; before that, he should first subjugate the great world of Xuandang!

To battle against all under heaven, to beat Donghuang Taiyi!

To strike down all who resist until they yield!

"What is your view of the Qilin Ancestor?" Qin Jun continued to ask.

Luo Shixin is the Qilin Ancestor, and if he regained his peak strength, he would certainly be powerful.

Long before the Witch-Devil Great Tribulation, there was the Primordial Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation. At that time, the dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans stood as equals, and there were no sages, and the Human Clan had not yet been created by Nvwa. The three clan leaders were incredibly powerful; first was the Ancestral Dragon, second the Primordial Phoenix -- Kong Xuan and the Giant Bird were offspring of the Primordial Phoenix -- and third was the Qilin Ancestor, who reincarnated as Luo Shixin.

At that time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had not yet reached sagehood, so naturally, the leaders of the Three Clans could not become sages either. They even fell into Demon Ancestor Luo Hou’s scheme and fought each other. This suggests that they were only weaker than Luo Hou, but not stronger, and yet Hongjun, who was not yet a sage, could defeat Luo Hou. Although the details are unclear, it does show some indication of their relative strengths.

This was Qin Jun’s understanding of the early tribulation of Primordial Chaos in the mythology within the system which, though it may not measure precisely against the mythical stories, should not be far off.

"The Qilin Ancestor? Truly a distant name," Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and lamented. He was unaware that Luo Shixin was the reincarnation of the Qilin Ancestor, simply because he had never seen the Qilin Ancestor himself.

"Although it’s from an era long past, at most he could only possess a cultivation of the Manifesting Saint Realm."

Hearing Patriarch Bodhi’s words, Qin Jun rolled his eyes. I already know he’s a Manifesting Saint. The key question is, do you have the confidence to defeat the Qilin Ancestor?

As one of the once dominant beings of Primordial Chaos, the Ancestor of the Qilin was surely ambitious and not easy to subdue.

"Could it be?" Patriarch Bodhi asked hesitantly, "Does Qin Jun have many mythical beings under his command? Is he planning to recruit the Ancestor of the Qilin as well?"

Wasn’t the Ancestor of the Qilin dead?

No, that wasn’t right, even Xing Tian, who had died, had appeared; the likelihood of the Ancestor of the Qilin showing up was also possible.

Realizing this, Patriarch Bodhi instantly understood the deeper meaning in Qin Jun’s words.

"I dare not guarantee it, as I have never dealt with him, but such a character is afraid of bowing his head. Your Majesty must be cautious," Patriarch Bodhi said seriously. He was not afraid of the Ancestor of the Qilin, but if two Manifesting Saints were to engage in a rage-filled battle, the Xuandang world would surely be destroyed.

How many seas of blood were spawned from the initial Dragon-Han tribulation?

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun frowned and then asked, "What about the Great Lord Taiyi? Was he stronger than you at his peak?"

Let’s set Luo Shixin aside for the moment, it’s not so bad to have him in a foolish state now.

"The Great Lord Taiyi? He is almost on par with me, but he is a split body of a Sage. Are you sure, Your Majesty?" Patriarch Bodhi asked meaningfully. Now loyal to the death to Qin Jun, naturally he considered everything for Qin Jun first.

Damn it!

Neither Luo Shixin nor the Great Lord Taiyi could recover to their peak?

Qin Jun cursed inwardly and then conceded; after all, having Patriarch Bodhi was enough. In the future, he would gather loyal followers at their peak and deal with those two!

"Forget it, you’d better go rest. If you think there are good seeds in the Great Qin Heavenly Court, feel free to choose and take them to cultivate in your Three-Star Cave," Qin Jun said, shrugging his shoulders with a smile.

Patriarch Bodhi was not only powerful but also an excellent teacher, able to produce a fearless Sun Wukong in just over a decade, his methods were naturally extraordinary.

"Yes!"

With a smile and a cupped fist salute, Patriarch Bodhi then turned and vanished into thin air within the stone pavilion.

Such divine power!

Qin Jun exclaimed in admiration. The attribute list only outlined some of the most powerful divine powers of God and Demon; it didn’t imply that God and Demon only possessed those. Patriarch Bodhi, in particular, was proficient in the teachings of all three religions, his body a vast repository of divine powers and law, akin to a walking library of divine powers.

Who should receive the remaining three chances of the God and Demon clone and the two chances at God and Demon’s peak?

What a pleasant predicament!

Immediately he took out a bronze mirror, which was the Xuanhuo Mirror given to him by Patriarch Bodhi, an acquired supreme treasure designed to imprison enemies. Within, one would be tortured by various types of mystic flames, a fate worse than death.

On the surface of the bronze mirror, a sea of rolling flames appeared, within which a trail of black smoke rose and fell— it was the soul of the Nether Lord.

"Hey, have you thought it through?" Qin Jun asked teasingly, his left hand propping up his chin.

Looking up at him, the Nether Lord cursed angrily, "You brat! Release me immediately, I am your ancestor!"

"Pah, and I’m your father!"

Qin Jun retorted irritably. Although the Nether Lord had merits towards the Human Clan, his track record was spotty at best, far from a good person.

"Speak honestly, what is the origin of Nether Lord City? What is meant by the ’City of Fate’?" Qin Jun demanded gravely.

Anything that touched upon the character for ’fate’ was definitely not simple.

"Boy! Stop prying! You’ll regret it!"

The Nether Lord shouted, his voice filled with agony. For a soul, fire and lightning were the most feared elements.