The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 967: The Venerable of the Steal Moon Sect

Chapter 967: Chapter 967: The Venerable of the Steal Moon Sect

Outside the hall was clamor, yet inside lay a deathly silence.

In the dim light, Donghuang Taiyi sat cross-legged in the main seat, eyes closed without uttering a word, and without any breath, as if he had already entered meditation.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze profound, like the vast expanse of stars.

"What exactly have I forgotten?"

Donghuang Taiyi murmured to himself, his thick brows slightly furrowed, his face full of confusion.

These days, he often saw another three-legged Golden Crow in his dreams, he saw himself and it being born upon the sun, dependent on each other for life, but these images were very vague, intermittent, making it impossible for him to comprehend.

He always felt that the dream was real because it was impossible for him, who had reached the late stage of entering the sage realm, to dream inexplicably.

The dreams of someone entering the sage realm often had premonitions.

"That three-legged Golden Crow..."

Donghuang Taiyi felt somewhat heavy-hearted, not knowing why, but every time he thought of that three-legged Golden Crow, he felt an inexplicable aching, as if he had forgotten something very dear to him.

He had an intuition that awakening that memory would enable him to reach a higher level.

Therefore, he had not left the Demon Emperor Palace these days, nor did he care about the demon kings outside.

He wanted to work hard to find that lost thing from the depths of his memory.

...

That afternoon, Emperor Yao came to report, arriving with a low profile, first signing up at the Talent-Recruiting Mansion, which was to recruit worthy talents from all over and then recommend them to the Heavenly Court.

Since it was Guiguzi presiding that day, he immediately widened his eyes upon seeing the name that Emperor Yao had reported.

"Yao?"

Guiguzi asked with a face full of surprise, Emperor Yao was dressed in tiger skin, his face slightly thin, cheeks covered with a beard, and his messy black hair was hidden under an Asian conical hat. One look at him, and one could sense his extraordinariness.

His eyes were bright, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth gave off an air of contempt for all beneath heaven.

"What, you recognize me?"

Emperor Yao asked with a smile that was not quite a smile. He did not know why he felt compelled to come and pay his respects to the Heavenly Emperor of Qin, but he just felt he should, so he came.

Since he was also a leader of the Human Clan in his previous life, he wanted to see how the number one emperor of the world governed, so he decided to start inspecting from the bottom up.

Guiguzi was having his doubts as many figures from past lives, even legendary mythological figures, were in the Great Qin Heavenly Court, and now a person claiming to be Yao had appeared, which inevitably made him wonder more.

"Do you know Emperor Di Ku?"

Guiguzi asked, the officer next to him turned with a puzzled look—who is Emperor Di Ku?

Emperor Yao frowned and asked sternly, "Who are you?"

Seeing his reaction, Guiguzi became even more convinced.

"Please come with me," Guiguzi stood up and gestured. Although Emperor Yao was puzzled, he did not take Guiguzi seriously. If Guiguzi dared to play tricks, he could teach him a lesson within minutes.

The two left the Talent-Recruiting Mansion and headed towards Saint Emperor Peak.

And so, a Daluo beginner immortal joined the Great Qin Heavenly Court, silently, without drawing the attention of spies from the various forces.

...

In the endless starry space, all that met the eye was the dazzling and majestic beauty, yet without any sound, it seemed lonely and bleak.

A massive ship, tens of thousands of feet long, sailed through, made of ancient wood, exuding a primitive and wild vibe. At the bow was the head of a mysterious and ferocious beast, as large as a mountain, resembling a tiger but also like a leopard, with four eyes, staring dead ahead.

The ship was enveloped in a semi-transparent curtain of light, black banners fluttering, resembling a bunch of deathly flames, the blood moon patterns inscribed on them twisting as they blew, terribly menacing.

On the giant ship, countless figures stood, including the Human Clan, the Demon Clan, the Barbarian Clan, and ancient rare species. Some were cultivating, while others scattered about, engaged in idle chatter, each one’s presence immensely powerful.

"It’s been a long time since we had an operation on such a large scale."

"It is said to be directed at the Xuandang Great World, apparently the Nether Emperor there was assassinated."

"All this for that matter? Isn’t the sect leader making a mountain out of a molehill?"

"You don’t know? The sect leader used his Netherworld split body to join the battle and was also defeated!"

"Ssss—really? Could it be that our opponent is entering the realm of the sage?"

These creatures were indeed members of the Steal Moon Sect, originating from the Ancient Immortal Realm; to those in the Xuandang Great World, they were akin to celestial beings.

Their journey across starry skies was for the sole purpose of exterminating the Netherworld Palace in the Xuandang Great World.

Upon the roof of a building, a figure stood with hands clasped behind his back, his black robe fluttering slightly, his posture erect. His face was as calm as a blade’s edge, a silver crown adorning his forehead, while his deep purple hair cascaded down his back. His eyes were electric, his brows like sharp knives, radiating an intense aura of oppression.

He was the revered leader of the Steal Moon Sect.

In the entirety of the Ancient Immortal Realm, his strength was also ranked within the top five.

"Xuandang Great World... it’s been 130,000 years since my last visit..."

The sect leader of the Steal Moon Sect muttered to himself, his eyes filled with reminiscence. When he thought of the Xuandang Great World, the first image that came to his mind was the face of Qin Jun, specifically the face of Qin Jun’s previous incarnation, Ji Yongsheng.

Back then, like the twelve venerable beings of Xuanxu, he was still wet behind the ears, one among the tens of thousands of celestial soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, the once invincible warriors of the Holy Court had perished, and they had risen to the pinnacle of existence within the Ancient Immortal Realm.

"Kṣitigarbha, I must see for myself if you are as formidable as Ji Yongsheng was back then!"

The sect leader of the Steal Moon Sect said softly. In truth, what he cared about was not Kṣitigarbha himself, but Kṣitigarbha’s Divine Power and its relation to the legendary Ancient Buddha.

What he was unaware of, was that the twelve venerable beings of Xuanxu had already fallen in the Xuandang Great World.

...

Night descended.

In the Imperial Garden, Qin Jun, Chang’e, Emperor Yao, and Patriarch Bodhi were making merry over wine.

The system had linked their relationships, making them akin to siblings, all children of Di Ku.

Of course, in their respective mythologies, Chang’e and Emperor Yao had no connection, but in the mythology that Chang’e came from, she was the daughter of Di Ku, while Emperor Yao was regarded in canonical history as the son of Di Ku.

"With Yao’s assistance, I will be able to swallow the entire Xuandang Great World." Qin Jun said with a smile. His former life was as a Huaxia Person, and even with his main soul awakened, his character and consciousness were still primarily influenced by his life on Earth. He had a great respect for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Emperor Yao shook his head and chuckled, "Even without me, Your Majesty would still be able to do it."

While speaking, he glanced meaningfully at Patriarch Bodhi sitting nearby.

Patriarch Bodhi was expressly invited by Qin Jun to intimidate Emperor Yao.

After all, in subsequent generations, Emperor Yao was revered as one of the Five Emperors, a former leader of the Human Clan. Now with profound cultivation, how could he willingly submit to another?

The mighty had already gone to wage wars; even Bai Ze could not match Emperor Yao.

"Your ideas on governance are of great help to me; I hope you won’t be stingy with your strategic wisdom in the future," Qin Jun said humbly, smiling. He had to do ideological work with Emperor Yao to prevent any different thoughts from arising in the future.

Emperor Yao nodded and then asked, "I wonder what Your Majesty desires?"

What an emperor desires often determines the lives of his subjects.

Qin Shi Huang, ambitious and relentless in his conquest of the Barbarian Clans, built the Great Wall causing immense suffering to his people. Yet through the long passage of time, the Great Wall proved very useful. Emperor Yang of Sui faced a similar situation; the Grand Canal’s construction also brought misery to the people, but it was a milestone in history.

In history, these two emperors garnered more infamy than praise.

The current Qin Jun resembled them closely, waging frenzied wars, aiming to conquer the entire world.