The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 65 - What is a Heavy Responsibility

65: Chapter 65: What is a Heavy Responsibility?

65 -65: What is a Heavy Responsibility?

Looking at his attribute list, Qin Jun was very satisfied.

If he performed exceptionally at the upcoming Talent Banquet, he would be able to advance smoothly and even stand a chance to win a lottery opportunity.

“What are you thinking about?

Worried that you can’t outperform the disciples from the Three Major Sects?” The voice of the Qian Emperor pulled Qin Jun back to reality, and he quickly stowed away the attribute list.

Only he could see the attribute list; anyone else would think he was daydreaming.

“How could that be!

The Three Major Sects are nothing; even Zhuo Junjie, the kingdom’s number one genius, has been defeated by my hands!” Qin Jun declared confidently.

“Oh?

You’ve beaten Zhuo Junjie?” The Qian Emperor suddenly grew very interested.

The royal spies couldn’t infiltrate the Xuanling Sect, so he had only heard about a mysterious talent who had beaten Zhuo Junjie, and he hadn’t associated this mysterious talent with Qin Jun.

Now, hearing that Qin Jun had defeated Zhuo Junjie, he sat up straight.

The royal family’s talent for energy refining had always been modest at best, with only Qin Yu showing slightly better prospects.

Even after joining the Purple Light Sect, he could not be considered a top-tier talent within the sect.

This matter had always been a sore point for the Qian Emperor.

His father, Emperor Taizu of the Qianyue Kingdom, was a true powerhouse; the kingdom was established by the iron fists of Emperor Taizu.

Now seeing that Qin Jun not only had the ability to subdue strong fighters but also possessed an immense talent for energy refining, how could he not be thrilled?

“Well, the situation was like this…” Qin Jun briefly recounted the event, omitting the 36 Heavenly Transformations and merely stating that he used some techniques, which made the Qian Emperor sigh in admiration.

Even the first genius could have an off day and ended up outwitted by someone like Qin Jun.

If Qin Jun knew what he was thinking, he’d certainly protest, “Hey, hey, hey, I call that being clever, not a scoundrel!”

“Alright, you may leave.

The Talent Banquet will take place in a week.

After it concludes, Guan Yu can go back to his post in Yuguan City.

For now, let Shen Yan take you to choose a hundred palace guards,” the Qian Emperor dismissed him with a wave of his hand.

Although curious about Qin Jun, he was too burdened by state affairs to continue the casual chat.

“Okay!”

Qin Jun’s quirky response made the Qian Emperor both irritated and amused as the former turned and left.

“Forget it, I won’t be able to hold on much longer anyway, why bother with trifles,” the Qian Emperor shook his head and chuckled.

He knew his body best; previously, he had been most averse to the matter of the crown prince, but now he urgently needed a crown prince to emerge.

He couldn’t let the Qian lineage’s rule end in his hands.

Among the many princes, only Qin Yu truly possessed the emperor’s temperament and tactics.

However, Qin Yu’s methods were too cruel; if he became emperor, other princes would undoubtedly perish.

Moreover, Qin Yu would follow in his old ways, leading with passive policies.

Now that Qin Jun had come into the picture, the emperor saw a new hope.

Over the years, he had reflected on his own administrative methods and realized they were flawed.

If things continued this way, the Qianyue Kingdom would inevitably be swallowed by other nations.

Hence, he put aside Qin Yu and planned to support Qin Jun.

The fact that Qin Jun had eradicated the Cheng Family from Qingtan City indicated that there was compassion in his heart.

Furthermore, with two supreme powerhouses, Guan Yu and Daji, serving under Qin Jun, it was possible that he could lead the Qianyue Kingdom to a new golden age.

The Qian Emperor then cleared his mind of scattered thoughts and walked into the adjacent study.

Meanwhile, led by Shen Yan, Qin Jun left the palace.

Most of the palace guards were practicing nearby in the military camp of the capital to be ready for emergency tasks.

There was no limit to the number of palace guards, but the selection was extremely strict.

Candidates needed at least the fourth level of energy refining realm, military experience, and special training to qualify for the guard.

Soon they reached the military camp of the palace guards, enclosed by towering walls.

Roaring drills could be heard from outside, and the nearby streets had fewer merchants due to the patrol of the guard troops.

“Greetings to Your Highness the Third Prince and Eunuch Shen!”

A veteran gatekeeper saluted.

After the duel between two nations, Qin Jun’s name was known to all in the capital.

“No need for formalities.

His Majesty has rewarded the Third Prince with a hundred palace guards and specially assigned this old servant to guide you,” Shen Yan stated indifferently, never dropping his haughty demeanor except in the presence of Qin Jun.

“No problem!”

The veteran promptly agreed, well aware that not all soldiers in the military camp were palace guards; most were standard soldiers guarding the capital.

Entering the military camp, Qin Jun saw groups of muscular soldiers training, some running in formation, others sparring in the sand pits.

All around, the camp was dotted with sand pits—a spectacular sight.

“I will take you to the area where the palace guards are,” the veteran said eagerly, aiming to curry favor with the increasingly prominent Qin Jun.

While surveying the surroundings, Qin Jun nodded.

Although most soldiers possessed modest energy refining cultivation, their morale was formidable, igniting his ambition.

He wanted these soldiers; he wanted to build an even stronger army!

They soon arrived at the palace guards’ area, but Qin Jun spotted a figure he loathed – it was Qin Yu.

In the palace, news traveled fast, with maids and junior eunuchs serving as key conduits of information.

Upon learning that the Qian Emperor intended to grant Qin Jun a hundred palace guards, Qin Yu was so stunned he leaped out of bed and hurried to the military camp.

“Third Brother, what brings you to my place?” Qin Yu asked, feigning surprise on his pale handsome face, while inwardly cursing Qin Jun over ten thousand times.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow and asked righteously, “What do you mean by your place, foolish brother?

The military camp belongs to the entire kingdom!

Are you planning a rebellion?”

His words set everyone’s hearts racing—this Third Prince dared to speak anything!

Qin Yu’s mouth twitched with vexation, regretting having modestly referred to himself as the foolish brother, which had resulted in Qin Jun continuously addressing him as such.

“Third Brother is indeed articulate and sharp-tongued, leaving me no choice but to admire,” Qin Yu said, suppressing his anger and forcing a smile in an attempt to appear composed, but to others, it was clear he was at a disadvantage.

Qin Jun waved his hand and stated directly, “Select the strongest hundred from the palace guards; I’ll take them!”

Dominating!

He didn’t bother negotiating with Qin Yu; he simply demanded what he wanted.

Qin Yu was close to lashing out.

Clenching his teeth, he replied with a heavy tone, “I’m afraid that doesn’t align with the rules.

His Majesty may have permitted you a hundred palace guards, but he didn’t allow you to pick at will.

The strongest hundred are tasked with important missions; how could they be solely to serve you?”

“Isn’t protecting me an important mission?

I am the only prince with a royal title, and I might even advance further in the future!” Qin Jun retorted, his gaze sharp, an expression of irritation at not being appreciated.

Qin Yu felt chagrined on hearing this.

These proud words, though somewhat senseless, left him without a comeback.