The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 63 - Generous Task Rewards

63: Chapter 63 Generous Task Rewards

63 -63 Generous Task Rewards

You Fenghuang’s eyes shimmered increasingly as she stared at Qin Jun’s face for a solid five seconds before finally speaking, “If I hadn’t met you at the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition in Nanzhuo, you’d better be prepared for me to kill you, no matter what kind of power you have backing you up!”

Now this was getting interesting!

Qin Jun’s eyes lit up, Didn’t her words mean that as long as Qin Jun performed well at the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition in Nanzhuo, it was possible that You Fenghuang might marry him?

Certainly, gaining a beauty as a confidante was far better than being killed.

“Unless heaven and earth fall apart, I will be there!” Qin Jun thumped his chest and assured her, You Fenghuang was not used to such a bold and unrestrained confession and the corners of her mouth, hidden beneath her veil, seemed to upturn with amusement at Qin Jun’s antics.

On the first floor, Shen Yan and Guan Yu exchanged glances, while Daji frowned slightly, That little rascal was at it again, sweet-talking and deceiving women.

If Qin Jun knew what she was thinking, he would definitely cry foul, Damn it, can’t you see I’m in mortal danger here?

Why isn’t anyone coming to save me?

“Then it’s settled.”

After You Fenghuang finished speaking, she gave him a meaningful glance before walking past him.

Her maidservant glared at him indignantly, leaving him puzzled.

“Ding!

Side quest triggered — Stand out at the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition in Nanzhuo!

Completion rewards: 200,000 experience points, a chance to summon a God and Demon, and a random lucky draw!

Failure will result in endless pursuit and assassination by You Fenghuang and the entire Netherworld Holy Sect!”

What the heck!

Another side quest triggered?

The rewards were so lavish that Qin Jun was drooling, but the stakes of failing the mission made him break out in a cold sweat.

Currently, he was no match for the Netherworld Holy Sect, which boasted at least a dozen combatants from the Transforming Void Realm, and there might even be fighters from the Earth Immortal Realm!

The generous rewards indicated the immense difficulty of the quest.

It seemed necessary to look into the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition in Nanzhuo.

He shook his head and continued toward the third floor.

The image of the two walking away back to back was like a frozen frame, one that Qin Jun would regret for years to come, wondering why he had ever promised in the first place!

As You Fenghuang passed by Shen Yan, he suddenly spoke, “Miss You, I hope you can restrain yourself.

Although the Qianyue Kingdom is small, it is not something that can be easily manipulated by others.”

Once these words were spoken, the entire inn fell silent, and Qin Jun, who had already entered the corridor on the third floor, did not hear them.

Guan Yu and Daji sized up You Fenghuang, Golden Elixir Realm fighters were insignificant in their eyes, but Shen Yan’s words clearly signified that You Fenghuang’s background was extraordinary, ranking above the Qianyue Kingdom.

You Fenghuang stopped, left behind a remark, and then walked away, “Your country has no talent worth the attention of my Holy Sect, not even worth establishing a branch division.”

Shen Yan was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up, but he didn’t dare to attack because the force behind You Fenghuang was simply too powerful.

Compared with it, the Qianyue Kingdom indeed seemed insignificant, just like ants.

“What exactly is the identity of this woman that even the palace steward Shen Yan doesn’t dare to lay a finger on her?”

The innkeeper pondered to himself, He didn’t believe Shen Yan refrained from acting just because of Qin Jun.

The inn lapsed into silence, with Guan Yu drinking tea by himself, Daji propping up her chin out of boredom, and as for the Roaring Sky Dog, what could it do besides lie on the ground?

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea later, Qin Jun came downstairs with Yan Mobei and the others.

After bidding a simple farewell to the innkeeper, they left the Cliff Inn.

In front of the inn was a golden palanquin, incredibly luxurious, causing the commoners on both sides of the street to talk amongst themselves.

Qin Jun’s eyes shone; it was the emperor’s personal palanquin, and he hadn’t expected the Qian Emperor to actually let it be used.

“Daji, come sit with me.”

Qin Jun directly grabbed Daji’s hand and headed toward the golden palanquin.

She resisted a little at first but then complied.

As for Guan Yu, he led his Red Hare horse away.

The Roaring Sky Dog?

Ignore it; let it follow behind the procession!

This was a great opportunity for him to be alone with Daji!

“Lift the palanquin!”

Shen Yan shouted in his cock’s crow voice, the commoners quickly made way, and thus Qin Jun and company proceeded grandly toward the palace.

This spectacle left the commoners in awe.

“A month ago he was being transported out of the capital in a prison cart, and we were all cursing him then!”

“Yeah, in just a short month, he has become the hero of the entire kingdom.

How unpredictable the world is!”

“Nonsense, the Third Prince’s performance yesterday was a breath of fresh air for our Qianyue Kingdom, he deserves such honor!”

“Exactly!

Look at the other princes, each one sitting there like a wooden statue.

Anyway, if there’s an election for the Crown Prince in the future, I support His Highness the Third Prince!”

“Give me a break, what does choosing the Crown Prince have to do with you?

You don’t have any say in it.”

Seated in the golden palanquin, Qin Jun heard these discussions and couldn’t help feeling secretly thrilled.

The journey was quiet, and although Qin Jun wanted to get frisky with Daji, his lack of strength meant he was kept pinned against the side of the palanquin the whole time.

…

The news of the Third Prince, Qin Jun, moving into the palace spread like a whirlwind among the officials and other princes, eliciting different reactions—some ridicule, some jealousy, some indifferent.

As evening approached, and before Qin Jun had the chance to warm his seat in his own palace, he was summoned to the Qianzhen Hall by the Qian Emperor.

“Your Highness, you have a new mission ahead.

If you handle it well, you might rise even higher,” Shen Yan said with a light chuckle as he led the way.

Inside the palace, only the Qian Emperor could command Shen Yan.

Qin Jun’s interest was piqued, and he curiously asked, “Could Eunuch Shen give a hint?”

A mission from the emperor almost always triggered a side quest in the mythology system.

As for what Shen Yan mentioned about rising higher, Qin Jun didn’t take it seriously; to him, the throne was destined to be his one day, and his current need was to use various missions to grow stronger.

“Because of a confrontation between two countries, disciples from the three great sects have already rushed to the capital.

After all, the three great sects are on equal footing with the royal family, so a banquet must be held,” Shen Yan said mysteriously.

He stopped there, for saying too much was taboo.

Qin Jun snorted, “On equal footing?

Humph, I will definitely have them bow their heads in the future!”

At that remark, Shen Yan trembled all over, taking a deep look at Qin Jun but not responding.

Qin Jun’s statement was tantamount to revealing his ambition for the throne.

But then again, which prince could remain indifferent to the throne?

Shen Yan continued to lead the way, and soon the two arrived at Qianzhen Hall.

Shen Yan stopped at the grand doors, and Qin Jun pushed his way in nonchalantly, causing Shen Yan to sweat for him.

In the royal family, there was no kinship; the emperor and the princes adhered to the rituals of sovereign and subject.

But thinking of the Qian Emperor’s fondness for Qin Jun, Shen Yan shook his head with a smile.

“Greetings, Father Emperor.”

Walking into the hall, Qin Jun saluted the Qian Emperor who was beside the writing desk and called out, prompting the Qian Emperor to put down his book and look at him.

“If one didn’t look closely, We would hardly believe you are Our son,” the Qian Emperor said with a smile that was not a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Jun got tense, wondering if his father had noticed something off.

Just then, a sudden whooshing noise came from a corner of the hall, making the hairs on Qin Jun’s back stand on end.

He instinctively dodged as a long sword flew past his face.

Eerily, the sword didn’t stab into the wall, but as if alive, it turned back and continued to thrust at him.