Within the Imperial Garden of Sacred Emperor Peak, Qin Jun sat in the Stone Pavilion with the women.
"Seriously, are the prodigies of the cosmic starry sky really this cowardly?"
"Patriarch Bodhi is simply too strong."
"Your Majesty is amazing. In just two months, you encountered so many powerful enemies."
"Patriarch Bodhi is absurdly powerful too. He was unstoppable all the way to the Ancient Immortal Realm. Only Heavenly Might could suppress him."
Listening to the women, Qin Jun smiled. The dangers of the starry sky had been far more terrifying than what he had described.
Had Patriarch Bodhi and the others not possessed such formidable cultivation, they had no idea how many times they would have died.
Qin Jun reckoned the time was about right. Rising to his feet, he smiled and said, "Keep chatting. I need to head to Jun Zheng Hall."
With that, he walked out of the Stone Pavilion. The Nine Dragon Supreme Imperial Robe clung to his body, making his bearing noble and domineering, his imperial might vast and boundless.
With a leap, he vanished from the women's sight.
Daji watched in a daze. Thinking back to the first time she had met Qin Jun, she felt a warm current flow through her heart.
She had watched Qin Jun grow all the way to this point.
Inside Jun Zheng Hall.
Qin Jun sat high upon the dragon throne. Jun Zheng Hall had now been expanded to accommodate nearly ten thousand officials. The dragon throne stood atop a high platform, allowing him to look down upon everyone.
The hall was resplendent in gold and jade, massive golden pillars arranged throughout. Every civil and military official stared at Qin Jun with fervent expressions.
They all wanted to know what Qin Jun intended to do next.
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