The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 62 - Black Night Pavilion

62: Chapter 62: Black Night Pavilion

62 -62: Black Night Pavilion

“However, Qin Jun, that beast, now has a stronger cultivation than me, and I don’t know what kind of miraculous elixir he has consumed,”

Qin Yu gnashed his teeth, recalling the scene of being choked by Qin Jun, he shook in anger on the bed.

“Don’t worry, within a month Guan Yu will definitely be transferred to Yuguan City, and there will surely be an opportunity to kill the Third Prince before the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition in Nanzhuo,” An Xiao said with a light laugh, his expression hidden beneath the Asian conical hat.

“Alright, you may leave now.”

Qin Yu said expressionlessly.

Without uttering another word, An Xiao respectfully fist saluted and then turned to leave, vanishing like a shadow with his departing figure quickly fading away through the door.

Only after An Xiao’s presence had disappeared did Wang Xuedao feel unable to hold back his question: “Your Highness, An Xiao’s assassin organization belongs to a foreign power; can we really trust him?”

The Blood Saber Organization itself specialized in assassination, and with the addition of An Xiao, it was natural for him to feel disgruntled.

Qin Yu’s pale face revealed a mysteriously inscrutable smile: “You don’t understand.

An Xiao comes from Black Night Pavilion, which does not belong to any kingdom.

They have no loyalty; as long as you offer enough spirit stones, they will take action, no matter how strong the opponent is!”

“Relying solely on your Blood Saber Organization, many things can’t get done.”

Wang Xuedao felt a surge of defiance at Qin Yu’s blunt words, but more than that, he felt helpless.

The Blood Saber Organization had only been founded less than two years ago, and the strongest among them was him, at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

Many of Qin Yu’s enemies had relied on him for resolution, but after all, he was only at the Foundation Establishment realm.

Some high-ranking ministers in the court had Golden Elixir Realm powerhouses as guards, so Wang Xuedao could only help Qin Yu eliminate some middle-level figures.

“Alright, you may leave as well, I need to rest.”

Qin Yu waved his hand dismissively, ignoring Wang Xuedao’s expression.

In his view, Wang Xuedao and even the entire Blood Saber Organization were nothing more than pawns.

He was the one who had created the Blood Saber Organization; he did not owe Wang Xuedao any respect.

Wang Xuedao hurriedly paid his respects and then quickly left.

“Qin Jun…

If I can cause you disgrace once, I can do it a second time…”

Qin Yu muttered to himself as he lay on the bed, his pale and handsome face contorting fiercely, clearly harboring a deep-seated hatred for Qin Jun.

Meanwhile, having left the room, Wang Xuedao looked up at the clear sky where two lines of egrets flew past, and murmured to himself, “The Blood Saber is not any one person’s saber.”

…

“Your Highness, it’s time to get up.”

Groggily, Qin Jun heard a seductive and charming giggle.

At that moment, he was surrounded by a dream, with Daji to his left and You Fenghuang to his right, all three of them lying in a hot spring, the definition of comfort.

“Stop it…

Daji…

Give me a kiss…”

Daji, who was gently shaking Qin Jun on the bed, looked at him speechlessly, convinced he was having some indecent dream!

She reached out with her right hand and pinched Qin Jun’s face, causing him so much pain that he sat up abruptly, his eyes glaring angrily as he began to scold, “Who the hell is interrupting…”

He stopped mid-sentence upon seeing Daji’s expressionless face and suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

“Ahem, Daji, what’s the matter?” Qin Jun asked, feigning seriousness.

“Who were you asking for a kiss from just now?” Daji asked, her face full of mockery, though her eyes were somewhat cold.

Qin Jun felt incredibly awkward.

Damn, couldn’t she refrain from barging in while I’m asleep?

Thank goodness I don’t have the habit of sleeping naked!

He subconsciously looked towards the Roaring Sky Dog, which was still sprawled on the floor.

Sensing his gaze, it promptly turned its head away, adopting an ‘I don’t know you’ attitude.

“Sigh, the truth can’t be hidden.

Actually, from the first time I saw you…”

“Get up!

The Emperor has sent someone to find you!”

Daji directly interrupted Qin Jun’s declaration of love, stood up, and left with a graceful gait.

Staring at her enchanting silhouette, Qin Jun felt like crying but had no tears to shed.

She gave him no face at all, the least she could do was let me finish confessing!

Despite his dejection, Qin Jun quickly got out of bed and dressed himself.

He understood the purpose of the palace emissary’s visit, and he preferred the comfortable and luxurious palace to staying at an inn.

Before long, dressed in a snow-white garment, Qin Jun, along with his Roaring Sky Dog, stepped out of his room.

Upon reaching the corridor, he saw the palace’s chief steward, Shen Yan, sitting at the center on the first floor, flanked by rows of imperial guards.

The other guests were standing in corners, talking quietly.

Guan Yu was sitting at the same table with Shen Yan, laughing continuously as they chatted about something.

“Even the great eunuch can make Second Master laugh.”

Qin Jun marveled inwardly and then made his way downstairs.

Upon seeing Qin Jun appear, Shen Yan quickly stood up and greeted with a smile, “Third Prince, we’ve been awaiting your arrival.”

“I had no choice, last night was quite exhausting.” Qin Jun laughed heartily, winking and making faces at Daji who sat alone to the side.

This scene caused those around to realize what was going on, even Shen Yan’s face showed a knowing smile, as if to say I understand.

Daji’s mouth twitched as she fought the urge to slap Qin Jun, turning her head away so she wouldn’t have to see his smug face.

“I am here today with the Emperor’s verbal decree, to bring the Third Prince back to stay at the palace.

The Emperor said, how can King Yue reside in an inn?” Shen Yan said with a smile, causing the innkeeper behind the counter to show a look of resignation—shallow waters can’t trap a dragon.

Qin Jun turned his neck and laughed, “Can my men enter the palace temporarily as well?

Once the Yuewang Palace is arranged, I will take them out.”

Yan Mobei and the others needed his protection; otherwise, even at the Cliff Inn, death was unavoidable.

Although the inn had a mysterious background, most of its servants were only at the energy refining realm.

If a Foundation Establishment expert were to sneak in and encounter Yan Mobei and the others, it wouldn’t be a problem to kill them on the spot and then flee.

“Of course, as long as the Third Prince ensures they don’t wander off,” Shen Yan said with a smile.

Ordinary people are not allowed into the palace, and those who violate this rule can be executed on the spot by the palace guards.

However, the Qian Emperor made an exception for Qin Jun given his significant contributions the previous day.

“Thank you very much.”

Qin Jun bowed with a smile, then turned to go get Yan Mobei and the others from upstairs.

As he passed the second floor, he bumped into You Fenghuang.

He paused then greeted with a smile, “Miss You, what a coincidence.

Are you going out?”

“I’m leaving,” You Fenghuang said with a deep gaze.

“When will you come back?” Qin Jun asked, blinking.

He was pondering whether You Fenghuang was a peerless genius or Tianshan Tonglao.

Letting out a sigh, You Fenghuang looked at him intently and said, “You are the first man to barge into my room while I was bathing.

By rights, I should kill you.”

Nani…

Qin Jun instinctively stepped back.

The woman before him, a likely Tianshan Tonglao, was a Golden Elixir Realm powerhouse.

If she made a move, it’s doubtful even the likes of Guan Yu downstairs would be able to come to his aid in time.

Unexpectedly, You Fenghuang didn’t move to attack.

Instead, there was an expression in her eyes that Qin Jun couldn’t understand as she said softly, “Will you be attending the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition in Southern Zhuo a month from now?”

What the heck is the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition?

With the perspective of someone who has lived two lifetimes, Qin Jun immediately realized that You Fenghuang was probably a conservative woman who hadn’t experienced love before, and his accidental intrusion last night had left a mark in her heart.

Though it wasn’t enough to win her over.

But at least there was a chance!

“If you want me to participate, then I shall!”

Qin Jun declared earnestly.

He was best at delivering nice words, and since he feared that saying ‘no’ would provoke You Fenghuang to strike, he had no choice but to brazen it out and agree.