Chapter 63 Abundant Task Rewards

The brilliance in Fenghuang's eyes became even more apparent, and she stared at Qin Jun's face for a full five seconds before speaking, "If I hadn't met you at the Southern Zuo Qianlong Martial Arts Competition, you would have been waiting to be killed by me, no matter what kind of power you have behind you!"

This is interesting!

Qin Jun's eyes lit up. Did this mean that as long as he performed well at the Southern Zuo Qianlong Martial Arts Competition, Fenghuang might marry him?

Compared to being killed, having another confidante was obviously much better.

"Unless the sky falls and the earth splits, I will definitely be there!" Qin Jun assured, with a bold declaration that Fenghuang had never heard before. The corners of her mouth under the veil seemed to be slightly upturned, as if she was amused by Qin Jun's boldness.

Shen Yan and Guan Yu on the first floor looked at each other, while Daji furrowed her brows slightly. This little rascal was using his smooth talk to deceive women again.

If Qin Jun knew her thoughts, he would definitely protest, "Damn, can't you see that I'm in mortal danger right now? Hurry up and come to my rescue!"

"Alright, it's a deal," Fenghuang said with a meaningful glance at him before turning and leaving. Her maid glared at him indignantly, leaving him puzzled.

"Ding! Triggered side quest - Stand out at the Southern Zuo Qianlong Martial Arts Competition! Completion reward: 200,000 experience points, one chance to summon a divine beast, and one random draw! Failure will result in endless pursuit by Fenghuang and even the entire Southern Ming Holy Sect!"

What!

Another side quest has been triggered?

The rewards were so tempting that Qin Jun's mouth watered, but the consequences of failure made him break out in a cold sweat.

He couldn't confront the Southern Ming Holy Sect now, which likely had at least a dozen Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, and possibly even an Earthly Immortal stage powerhouse!

At the same time, the rich rewards indicated that the quest difficulty was extremely high.

It seemed necessary to investigate the Southern Zuo Qianlong Martial Arts Competition.

He shook his head and continued walking towards the third floor. The image of the two walking away from each other seemed frozen in time, and years later, Qin Jun would regret why he had made that promise!

As Fenghuang passed by Shen Yan, he suddenly spoke, "Miss Feng, I hope you will stop at the right time. Although the Kingdom of Qianyue is small, it is not something to be trifled with."

With these words, the entire inn fell silent, but Qin Jun, who had already entered the corridor on the third floor, did not hear them.

Guan Yu and Daji couldn't help but size up Fenghuang. In their eyes, the Golden Core stage was not worth mentioning, but Shen Yan's words clearly indicated that Fenghuang's background was extraordinary, surpassing the Kingdom of Qianyue.

Fenghuang stopped in her tracks, leaving with a parting remark, "Your country has no talents worthy of being noticed by my Holy Sect, not even qualified to establish a branch."

Shen Yan was infuriated but dared not make a move, because the power behind Fenghuang was too formidable, making the Kingdom of Qianyue seem insignificant in comparison.

"What is the identity of this woman? Even the palace steward Shen Yan dares not lay a hand on her."

The innkeeper pondered to himself. He didn't believe that Shen Yan refrained from acting out of consideration for Qin Jun.

The inn fell into silence. Guan Yu sipped his tea absentmindedly, and Daji boredly propped up her chin. As for the Hellhound, what else could it do besides lying on the ground?

After about a cup of tea, Qin Jun and his companions finally descended from the third floor.

After bidding farewell to the innkeeper, they walked out of the Falling Cliff Inn.

In front of the inn, there was a golden sedan chair, luxurious enough to attract the attention and discussions of the people on the street. Qin Jun's eyes lit up. This was the emperor's exclusive sedan chair, and he didn't expect the Emperor of Qianyue to be willing to use it.

"Daji, come sit with me."

Qin Jun directly took Daji's hand and walked towards the golden sedan chair. Daji resisted slightly before yielding to him, while Guan Yu took his Red Hare horse elsewhere.

The Hellhound?

Ignore it and let it follow behind the group!

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

"Set off!"

Shen Yan shouted loudly, and the people in front quickly made way. Thus, Qin Jun and his group proceeded grandly towards the palace.

This scene made the people sigh with emotion.

"Just a month ago, he was sent out of the capital under a prisoner's cart, and we were all cursing him at the time!"

"Yeah, in just a month, he has become the hero of the entire kingdom. The changes in the world are truly unpredictable!"

"Hmph, yesterday, the Third Prince's performance was truly a source of pride for our Kingdom of Qianyue. He deserves such an honor!"

"Exactly! Look at the other princes, sitting there like wooden blocks. Anyway, if there's a future election for the crown prince, I support the Third Prince!"

"Come on, what does it have to do with you who becomes the crown prince? You don't have the right to support anyone."

Sitting inside the golden sedan chair, Qin Jun felt secretly pleased upon hearing these discussions.

The journey was silent, and although Qin Jun wanted something to happen with Daji, his lack of strength kept him pressed against the sedan wall.

...

The news of the Third Prince Qin Jun's arrival at the palace spread like wildfire among the officials and the other princes, eliciting different reactions—mockery, jealousy, and indifference.

As dusk approached, before he could even warm his own palace, Qin Jun was summoned to the Qianzhen Hall by the Emperor of Qianyue.

"Third Prince, you have another task ahead. If you handle it well, you might be able to take a step further," Shen Yan said with a light smile. In the palace, only the Emperor of Qianyue could command Shen Yan.

Qin Jun was intrigued and asked curiously, "Can Minister Shen reveal more details?"

When the emperor gave him a task, it was almost certain to trigger a side quest in the mythological system.

As for Shen Yan's mention of taking a step further, he didn't pay it any mind. In his heart, the throne was inevitably his, and what he needed now was to use various tasks to strengthen himself.

"Because of the confrontation between the two countries, disciples from the three major sects have all rushed to the capital. After all, the three major sects are on equal footing with the royal family, so a banquet must be held."

Shen Yan spoke mysteriously, and when he reached this point, he didn't continue. It was taboo to say too much.

Qin Jun couldn't help but sneer, "On equal footing? Hmph, in the future, I will definitely make them bow down to me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Yan trembled all over. He looked deeply at Qin Jun and didn't respond. Qin Jun's words had exposed his ambition for the throne.

But which prince could remain indifferent to the throne?

Shen Yan continued to lead the way, and soon the two arrived at the Qianzhen Hall. Shen Yan stopped in front of the main gate, while Qin Jun casually pushed the door open and entered, causing Shen Yan to sweat nervously.

There is no familial affection in the royal family, and the emperor and the princes observe the etiquette between ruler and subject.

But when Shen Yan thought of the Qian Emperor's fondness for Qin Jun, he shook his head and smiled.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Entering the hall, Qin Jun bowed and called out to the Qian Emperor sitting at the desk, causing the Qian Emperor to put down the book in his hand and look at him.

"If I didn't look closely, I wouldn't believe that you are my son," the Qian Emperor said with a smile that wasn't really a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Jun's heart skipped a beat. Could this benevolent father figure have noticed something?

Just then, a sound of breaking air suddenly came from the corner of the hall, causing Qin Jun's hair to stand on end. Instinctively, he dodged as a long sword pierced through in front of him. Strangely, the sword didn't directly stab into the wall, but as if it had a spirit, it turned and continued to stab towards him.