Chapter 352: Chapter 349: Secrets of the Nether Race

"Lord of the Nether Race?"

When he heard those four words, the image of the Nether King involuntarily surfaced in Mo Qi’s mind.

’Could it be that this Queen Mo Yan is a descendant of the Nether King?’

’If that’s true, doesn’t that mean we share some kind of karmic connection?’

’After all, strictly speaking, I received the Nether King’s inheritance. I could be considered his disciple, in a way.’

Thinking of this, Mo Qi quickly asked, "Has the Nether Race ever produced a powerful figure named the Nether King?"

Xiao Zhize and Liu Chen exchanged a look, both of them completely bewildered.

’The Nether King?’

’The king of the Nether Race?’

’Isn’t that Queen Mo Yan?’

Seeing their reactions, Mo Qi knew they hadn’t heard of the "Nether King."

"Alright, let’s get back to Queen Mo Yan. What kind of race is the Nether Race?" Mo Qi didn’t want to waste any more time dwelling on matters that wouldn’t yield any immediate answers.

Xiao Zhize thought for a moment and said, "The Nether Race is very peculiar. Besides themselves, no one knows what kind of race they truly are."

"What do you mean?" Mo Qi asked, confused.

"Their appearance, physical form, customs, and even their Cultivation Techniques are identical to our Human Race."

"But on an individual level, they are a cut above in both talent and strength. This is because their True Essence is unique, and their methods are strange yet powerful."

Hearing this, Mo Qi couldn’t help but interject, "Then aren’t they just a group of humans with a special bloodline?"

"No!" Xiao Zhize shook his head. "They also include Demon Beasts. But unlike ordinary Demon Beasts, the beast-kin members of the Nether Race are indistinguishable from humans as long as they don’t willingly revert to their true forms. Moreover, they can practice human Cultivation Techniques, which is something other Demon Beasts cannot do."

Mo Qi was stunned. ’Demon Beasts can practice human Cultivation Techniques?!’

’Is that even possible?’

Liu Chen added from the side, "Many years ago, the Nether Race were actually the Sovereigns of this continent. We humans were merely their vassals."

"But later, for some unknown reason, the Nether Race collectively vanished for a very long time. Afterward, our Human Race rose up and seized control."

"When the Nether Race reappeared, their power was a shadow of its former self, and they no longer had the capital to rival our Human Race."

"And Queen Mo Yan is the current leader of the Nether Race. Her strength is immense; even the Saint Ancestors are wary of her."

"It is said that she is the leader most likely in tens of thousands of years to lead the Nether Race back to prosperity and return them to their Peak—bar none!"

"In my opinion, however, that’s just a pipe dream. The Nether Race is a thing of the past. Let alone their greatly diminished strength now, even at their zenith, they would no longer be qualified to challenge our Human Race."

"After all, our race has more than just one Saint Ancestor!"

Mo Qi remained noncommittal.

He didn’t know the true depth of the Human Race’s power, nor was he aware of what trump cards the Nether Race might be hiding.

But he always felt that a mysterious race like the Nether Race, which had once ruled the entire continent, had to be treated with a healthy dose of respect and caution.

No one in this world is a fool. If the Nether Race was truly as pathetic as Liu Chen claimed, they would have probably gone extinct long ago.

’Underestimating an entire race is not a good habit.’

’It seems the connection between the Nether Race and the Nether King is most likely just a coincidence.’

Mo Qi clearly remembered that before the Nether King taught him the Three Kowtows, he had demonstrated a battle against an expert seemingly on the level of Heaven itself.

Furthermore, during the battle with Huangfu Yu, the Lord of Hell, Asura, had descended with his consciousness, only to be directly obliterated by the third kowtow of the Three Kowtows.

If the Nether Race had produced a peerless expert like the Nether King, how could they possibly have declined!

And it would be even more impossible for Liu Chen and the others to have never heard of his legend.

’This is for the best. It saves me the psychological burden when I go seeking revenge.’

Mo Qi looked at Liu Chen and Xiao Zhize and asked again, "Where can I find Queen Mo Yan? Or rather, where is the Nether Race’s settlement?"

Xiao Zhize couldn’t help but complain inwardly: ’This is the second question already!’ 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Of course, even if he were a hundred times bolder, he wouldn’t dare say it out loud.

"That, we do not know." Xiao Zhize gave a wry smile and spread his hands. "Although our Hall of Envoys acts as representatives for the Immortal Realm, we are merely representatives. When it comes to the core secrets between races, those can only be uncovered by going to the Immortal Realm itself."

Hearing this, Liu Chen also nodded in agreement.

Mo Qi’s brow furrowed. So, after all that, he had come full circle. In the end, he still had to go to the Immortal Realm and get close to the Saint Ancestors. It was as if he had learned nothing at all.

If it had been anyone else, Mo Qi might have already obliterated them with a single slap.

But one was Liu Ruyan’s father, and the other was Liu Hong’s maternal grandson.

Killing them was out of the question; he had to give them that much face.

"Get lost!"

Mo Qi waved his hand in annoyance, activating the Power of the Dragon Vein to open a passage to the outside world and randomly tossing them out.

Liu Ruyan glanced at her father, then comforted Mo Qi, "Don’t worry, Brother Mo. Ruyan will help you find out where your mother is."

The moment the words left her mouth, she felt it sounded strange.

She meant to say she would help Mo Qi find *his* mother, but her words were ambiguous.

’For shame, Liu Ruyan, for shame! Are you already thinking of yourself as his little wife?’ Liu Ruyan’s face flushed red with embarrassment.

She wanted to correct herself and explain, but she couldn’t bring herself to say a word.

A warmth spread through Mo Qi’s heart, and much of his frustration dissipated.

He took Liu Ruyan’s small hand and said, "You can’t get involved in this matter."

Hearing this, Liu Ruyan’s face paled, and her heart sank.

’Is Brother Mo rejecting me?’

At that thought, an endless sense of grievance welled up from the bottom of her heart. Her nose tingled, and her eyes grew moist.

"Silly girl, what are you thinking?" Mo Qi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

"This business with my mother is incredibly far-reaching. I’ve told you a few things, but that was just scratching the surface. I can’t tell you the specifics right now. You just need to know that if this matter gets out, we will all become targets of the Saint Ancestors."

"I’m confident I can investigate in secret without exposing my identity, but you all can’t. So, to be safe, you, Sister Kexin, Liu Hui, San Pang—none of you are allowed to get involved in this!"

Hearing Mo Qi’s explanation, Liu Ruyan felt a great sense of relief.

She stuck out her tongue playfully and patted her chest.

’So Brother Mo isn’t trying to push me away. That scared me to death.’

"Hmph, it’s so frustrating that we can’t help at all!" Liu Ruyan pouted, puffing out her cheeks, clearly unwilling to accept it.

Mo Qi smiled. "That’s not entirely true. I already have a rough blueprint for the future. You all are indispensable to it, and your responsibilities will be great."

"Really?" Liu Ruyan’s tears turned to a smile.

"Of course. When have I ever lied to you?"

"Mhm, Ruyan will definitely do her best then," Liu Ruyan said earnestly.

"What are you two talking about?" Niu Kexin came over from a distance, smiling.

When she noticed the lingering tears in the corner of Liu Ruyan’s eyes, her expression immediately hardened. She strode forward and grabbed Mo Qi by the ear.

"Well, well! How dare you bully little sister Ruyan!"