"Your Majesty, we can't use force. That is the treasured national weapon of our Southern Zhuo Dynasty!"
Aowu Jian hurriedly advised, but Qin Jun glared at him and said impatiently, "Are you after the throne or the treasured national weapon? You can't be greedy in life!"
Can't be greedy?
Aowu Jian almost spat blood. If the treasured national weapon of the Southern Zhuo Dynasty was taken away, the dynasty's fortune would surely decline. But facing Qin Jun and the others, he didn't dare to push too far. After all, there were many unprincipled forces in the imperial capital.
Then, Qin Jun sent Hong Haier to find the treasured national weapon of the Southern Zhuo Dynasty, which made Aowu Jian's heart ache.
"Boom!"
Hong Haier crashed onto the square like a cannonball, instantly raising billowing dust from the already ruined square. Waves of wind and dust swept in all directions, the immense power of the small figure was unimaginable.
Qin Jun couldn't help but sigh. The Hong Haier in the TV series was almost ten years old, but using a baby for acting was obviously impossible, and special effects would cost a lot of money.
Anyway, Hong Haier was strong enough!
Qin Jun even felt that Hong Haier was more powerful than described in the original work. Perhaps the scenes depicted in classical Chinese were not clear enough.
At this moment, Hong Haier plunged the Jiǔbā Huǒ Jiānqiāng (a type of spear) into the ground, causing the earth to tremble, and then disappeared from the sight of Qin Jun and the others.
"How many enemies do you need us to eliminate?" Qin Jun asked Aowu Jian with a mocking look, giving Aowu Jian a bad feeling.
"The Beigong family, the Shénjiàn Hall, the Fúmó Gate, and the Xīngxiù Gate," Aowu Jian gritted his teeth. He, who had always been proud, unexpectedly needed to rely on external forces to eliminate his enemies, which made him very uncomfortable.
However, time was like a butcher's knife, it would erase the pride of most people.
"Oh, by the way, System, wasn't the five-day pursuit side quest of Luo Huang completed? Why wasn't there a reward?" Qin Jun suddenly brought this up, almost forgetting about it.
"Yes, it's just that the host didn't hear the prompt sound at that time. The 200,000 experience points have been given to the host, and there's one more random draw left, which the host hasn't used yet," the System replied truthfully.
"What are you waiting for? Start the draw!" Qin Jun waved his hand arrogantly, surprising the others.
Aowu Jian cautiously asked, "What is a draw?"
"Oh, a draw means you have to pay me a reward, otherwise why would I help you eliminate your enemies!" Qin Jun said calmly, but he was sweating in his heart, almost revealing his true intentions due to his excitement.
Aowu Jian's face suddenly looked ugly. Damn, it's just as I thought!
Qin Jun's idea was just that. Since he couldn't become the emperor, he would plunder the resources of the Southern Zhuo Dynasty. He wasn't afraid of Aowu Jian's anger because once Aowu Jian grew stronger, he would definitely abandon their agreement. So, why not strike while the iron was hot and strengthen himself!
"Ding! The random draw is now starting..."
Well, just draw...
Qin Jun's mentality was very stable. With Hong Haier and the White Robe Army, the random draw was insignificant to him.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the Nine Dragon Supreme Emperor's Robe!"
Nine Dragon Supreme Emperor's Robe?
What a pretentious name, but it sounded quite domineering.
Qin Jun thought to himself and asked about the origin of this robe. The System replied, "This is the Emperor's robe of the Jade Emperor, a postnatal spiritual treasure. When worn, it naturally exudes supreme imperial power, but the host must reach the Void Transformation Realm to qualify to wear it."
The Emperor's robe of the Jade Emperor!
Qin Jun's eyes lit up. Indeed, the System's products were definitely not fake!
But he had to reach the Void Transformation Realm to wear it, which made Qin Jun feel very hurt.
"By the way, what does 'postnatal spiritual treasure' mean?" Qin Jun asked curiously in his mind.
"Above magical treasures are spiritual treasures, and the grades of spiritual treasures are divided into postnatal spiritual treasures, prenatal spiritual treasures, postnatal divine treasures, prenatal divine treasures, postnatal supreme treasures, and prenatal supreme treasures, simply referred to as magical treasures, spiritual treasures, and supreme treasures. Each grade is further divided into postnatal and prenatal, and spiritual treasures all have spirit entities," the System explained.
Qin Jun suddenly realized, feeling enlightened.
Boom!
At this moment, the entire Imperial Palace Peak began to shake violently, as if an earthquake was approaching. Even the city within a hundred miles was affected, causing the just calmed down commoners and cultivators to panic once again.
"What's going on? Is there another powerful enemy?"
"Could it be that Qin Jun and the others are up to something?"
"Damn it, is there no end to this!"
"Who will exterminate this monster Qin Jun!"
"Is there no one left in our great dynasty?"
Various discussions arose, and the strong of various major forces also felt desolate. What could they do?
They were also very desperate!
Apart from Aowu Jian, no one dared to approach the Imperial Palace Peak, fearing being stabbed to death by Hong Haier.
With a deafening roar, a small figure suddenly flew out from under the Imperial Palace Peak, and it was none other than Hong Haier. He was holding a huge golden compass, with a diameter of ten meters, which completely covered the heads of the people below.
"Your Highness! This compass is fun, it's actually a bit hot to the touch," Hong Haier said with a smile as he floated in the air in front of Qin Jun and the others.
Just a bit hot?
Ao Wu Jian felt as if he had been struck by another arrow to the heart. He knew that he had been invited by the Emperor Luo to see this object before, and he had not dared to approach it within a radius of ten zhang. However, for the Red Child, it was just a hot potato.
"Can it be reduced in size?" Qin Jun couldn't help but ask with a headache as he looked at the huge golden compass.
"Of course, Your Highness, as long as you drop a drop of blood," said Tai Bai Jin Xing, stroking his beard and smiling. "The Emperor Luo is dead, so this object is essentially ownerless."
Qin Jun's spirits lifted, and he was about to bite his finger when a terrifying pressure came from the sky.
"Ming—"
A metallic and murderous screech sounded, and Qin Jun and the others looked up to see a huge firebird flying in the sky, covering the sun and shaking people's eyeballs.
The divine beast Zhu Que!
Qin Jun raised his eyebrows. Zhu Que had finally arrived, and he had been wondering why Zhu Que had not appeared all this time.
He did not notice the white fierce tiger behind him, looking at Zhu Que with a cold sweat on its face, and its body even trembling uncontrollably, which was quite unusual.
"Wow! What a big bird!"
The Red Child's eyes lit up as if he had seen a fun toy, causing Ao Wu Jian's face to change dramatically. He quickly admonished, "Absolutely not! Zhu Que is the protective god of our Southern Zhuo Dynasty. You must not harm it!"
Perhaps in the past, Ao Wu Jian had thought that Zhu Que was invincible, but now the Red Child was the invincible presence in his heart.