The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 207 Qi Movement Treasure

"Let’s see if it’ll harm us, but we’re certainly not going to sit around and wait to die."

Qin Jun shrugged and laughed with a rascal’s charm, his ambition laid bare—he had his eye on the Vermilion Bird!

As a Divine Beast, the Vermilion Bird’s image was insanely cool and badass, and Qin Jun naturally found it tempting.

With Roaring Sky Dog on my left and Vermilion Bird on my right, the world is mine to command!

With this thought, Qin Jun’s gaze upon the Vermilion Bird grew even hotter, sending waves of urgency through Ao Wujian’s heart.

Soon, the Vermilion Bird arrived above the Imperial Palace Peak, which seemed somewhat short in its magnificent presence. Its body, engulfed in fierce flames, seemed as if it could burn the sky to ashes. Qin Jun and the others could feel the terrifying heat, while most people in the capital only had to look up to see the majestic form of the Vermilion Bird, as the heat roasted the capital like an oven.

"The Vermilion Bird has come!"

"A god has come! We’re saved!"

"My heavens, the Vermilion Bird has actually appeared! Isn’t it said to appear only once every few years? It just showed itself not long ago."

"Nonsense, our capital is nearly destroyed; if it didn’t come now, we might all be dead!"

"Everybody run, the Emperor is dead, the court is in chaos, and the major clans and sects are sharing power—no one cares whether we live or die!"

The appearance of the Vermilion Bird brought hope to the capital, but most people had already lost heart. The Emperor’s incompetence, the selfishness of the generals, and the enemy’s strength had already brutally wounded their spirits.

"Your Highness, feel like eating roast bird?"

Red Boy hopped onto Qin Jun’s shoulder and joked, almost causing everyone to collapse in fits of laughter.

Roast bird?

Roasting the Vermilion Bird?

The Vermilion Bird is a freaking bird of fire, okay!

Everyone’s mouths twitched, and Qin Jun couldn’t help but have mixed feelings. Could the Samadhi Real Fire actually kill the Vermilion Bird?

No sooner had this question arisen than Qin Jun dismissed it. The Vermilion Bird was so divine and formidable, he did not wish to see Red Boy fall to such a fate.

"Dreaming of burning the Vermilion Bird is as hard as ascending to heaven. The Vermilion Bird is one of the Four Sacred Beasts, how could it possibly be burnt to death by fire?" Evening Star stroked his beard and laughed.

Red Boy glared at him, "You dare underestimate my Samadhi Real Fire!"

"No, the Samadhi Real Fire is indeed powerful, but burning the Vermilion Bird might be difficult unless it’s one of the Four Great Heavenly Fires!" Evening Star shook his head with a wry smile. Although Red Boy had incredible combat power, his nature was indeed like that of a child.

The Four Great Heavenly Fires?

Qin Jun and the others’ faces showed curiosity, and Li Bai quickly asked, "Master, what are the Four Great Heavenly Fires, dammit, why haven’t you ever told me about them before?"

Having spent a lot of time with Qin Jun, he, too, had picked up the explosive language that Qin Jun often used.

"Wondrous Indigo Fire, Heaven Burning Purple Fire, Nether Ghost Fire, Liuding Divine Fire—these are the Four Great Heavenly Fires," Evening Star said with a smile.

Qin Jun’s face was full of bewilderment—what the heck are those?

His knowledge of traditional mythology was not deep; most of what he knew was from watching TV dramas. After all, in his previous life, he was just an ordinary office worker, so naturally, he was unaware of the existence of the Four Great Heavenly Fires.

Actually, the Liuding Divine Fire was quite famous, for it was the fire in the furnace of the Supreme Elder, the fire that forged Sun Wukong’s fiery eyes and golden pupils. It was mentioned twice in the original "Journey to the West," but, of course, few people knew this because they were misled by TV dramas to believe that the fire in the Supreme Elder’s furnace was the Samadhi Real Fire.

The Samadhi Real Fire is a display of Divine Power, and there is quite a significant difference between it and the Four Great Heavenly Fires.

"The Liuding Divine Fire, I know it; my Samadhi Real Fire was refined with the help of the Liuding Divine Fire," Red Boy nodded, now looking at Evening Star with new respect.

Red Boy’s Samadhi Real Fire originated from Flame Mountain, which was formed after Sun Wukong kicked several burning coals out of the pill furnace into the mortal realm, igniting the mountains and creating Flame Mountain. It was on Flame Mountain that Red Boy refined the Samadhi Real Fire. Therefore, it makes sense that the Samadhi Real Fire was comprehended through the Liuding Divine Fire.

Sun Wukong also could use Samadhi Real Fire, but it was not as powerful as Red Boy’s. Perhaps it was because Red Boy’s Samadhi Real Fire was aided by the Liuding Divine Fire.

Of course, if not for the weakness of his fiery eyes, Sun Wukong could easily thrash Red Boy. Sadly, his fiery eyes could not tolerate smoke.

Confused by all this, Qin Jun hurriedly asked the system in his mind and, upon learning the truth, he couldn’t help but curse inwardly, "Fuck! TV dramas are so misleading!"

While everyone was busy chatting among themselves, the Vermilion Bird looked down at them and spoke, "Why do you intend to destroy the Nanzhuo Dynasty?"

The tone was indifferent, devoid of any emotion, as if it hadn’t heard Red Boy’s threat to roast it.

Its gaze seemed to be fixed on Qin Jun and the others, but in reality, it was focused on the huge golden compass floating above their heads.

"It’s a long story, and I can’t be bothered to explain. Right now, I’ve taken a liking to you. What do you say, join my crew?" Qin Jun joked laughingly, his straightforward words causing Ao Wujian physical pain.

Murderous intent instantly flickered in the Vermilion Bird’s eyes, and the flames on its body grew more violent, hinting at a looming rampage.

"Your Highness must not act so rashly. After all, the Vermilion Bird is one of the Four Sacred Beasts. Forcibly taking it would damage our qi luck. We must treat it with dignity," Evening Star hurriedly sent a telepathic message.

Qi luck!

Qi luck!

It’s that damn qi luck again!

Qin Jun had a headache. He never believed in destiny before, but after traversing to this world, he had come to believe in it. ’Damaging qi luck’ sounded mystical, but put simply, it meant that you could constantly trip and faceplant while walking, choke to death drinking water, or be struck dead by lightning in your sleep.

With a qi luck boost, you’re lucky.

With a qi luck reduction, you’re jinxed.

This applied to entire countries as well. With flourishing qi luck, a nation would enjoy peace and prosperity, and the weather would be favorable. With declining qi luck, disasters would strike, and the people would be destitute.

"Vermilion Bird, we were coerced by the Luo Emperor to rebel against our will. The former Nanzhuo emperor even summoned a demon. Look at the imperial city behind you; that is the work of the demon!" Evening Star stepped forward with a smile, instantly deflecting all blame and casting Qin Jun and the others as victims.

Ao Wujian bit back his words, fully aware that the Vermilion Bird cared only about the integrity of the Nanzhuo Dynasty and not who the emperor was. And as a Divine Beast, it was utterly fair, showing no favoritism towards people. But what could he do?

Speaking out now would not only drag the Vermilion Bird down with him, but he wouldn’t survive either.

With Red Boy present, Qin Jun and his group had no fear of the Vermilion Bird.

Upon hearing this, the Vermilion Bird turned to glance at the ruined section of the imperial city, and the murderous intent in its eyes grew even sharper.

Qin Jun ignored it, realizing he couldn’t force it into submission; he couldn’t be bothered to pay any more attention to it. He immediately bit his finger, squeezing out a drop of his essence blood, and used his spiritual power to send it flying toward the golden compass.

Boom!

As soon as the essence blood touched the golden compass, Qin Jun’s mind seemed to explode, and his consciousness plunged into chaos.

"Your Highness..." Daji called out, worried.

"Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. To obtain the qi luck artifact so quickly, once His Highness ascends the throne, the Qianyue Kingdom will certainly soar," Evening Star said with a smile, stroking his beard, unfazed by the dark look on Ao Wujian’s face next to him.

Ao Wujian, who also aspired to be an emperor, could only watch as Qin Jun seemingly usurped the qi luck artifact destined for his future.

The Vermilion Bird looked again at Qin Jun and the others, more precisely, at Qin Jun. It could naturally tell that all the strong individuals regarded Qin Jun as their leader. Although Qin Jun was arrogant, the Vermilion Bird wasn’t angry. In its long life, it had seen countless people, even those far more arrogant than Qin Jun.

It was just very curious about Qin Jun’s origins.

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