"Mo the kid, look at Yan!" the Pig Emperor’s voice urgently reminded him.

Mo Qi turned his head to look.

The little girl, Yan, blinked her big eyes and looked back at him, her gaze clear and tinged with confusion.

She seemed to be asking, ’Is something wrong?’

Mo Qi was completely confused. He turned to the Pig Emperor and sent back via voice transmission, "What’s wrong with her? She looks perfectly normal to me."

The moment Mo Qi looked away, a violet glow reappeared in Yan’s eyes.

She looked mockingly at the Pig Emperor. "Pig-head, don’t think changing your appearance can fool me. I’m not a picky eater, and I happen to quite like pork."

Yan’s words made the Pig Emperor shudder. ’She saw right through my Transformation Technique!’

’And she’s even thinking about making a meal out of me!’

He didn’t think for a second that Yan was joking.

Mo Qi couldn’t hear Yan’s voice, which only made the Pig Emperor’s reaction all the more baffling.

"Pig Emperor, what are you shaking for?"

The Pig Emperor looked terrified. As a pig, he was now being eyed by a super-powerful expert who was clearly a foodie.

’What do you think I’m shaking for!’

Seeing this, Mo Qi turned back again, only to see the same old Yan.

The Pig Emperor was having a mental breakdown.

’Seriously, ma’am, could you change your expression any faster?’

"Mo the kid, that Yan is no simple character. She’s strong, very strong!" The Pig Emperor averted his gaze, not daring to look at Yan, and sent a solemn voice transmission to Mo Qi.

"I know," Mo Qi nodded.

"You know?!" the Pig Emperor exclaimed in surprise. "Then you’re not worried?"

"Nope." Mo Qi smiled. "First, besides my culinary skills, I don’t think I have anything worth her attention. Second, if she really harbored ill intentions, there would be no need to pretend to be weak to trick us, right? Wouldn’t it be easier to just attack?"

"And third..." Mo Qi rubbed Yan’s head, then pinched her cheek. "If she really is a super-powerful expert with malicious intent, do you think she’d put up with this?"

As he said this, he failed to see Yan clenching her jaw, desperately resisting the urge to strike.

High above in the nine heavens, violet lightning coalesced into a sea, its boundless destructive energy surging wildly.

’This kid is getting more and more outrageous! He’s pushing his luck and pinching my face!’

Even for the handful of people standing at the very apex of the continent, the name Queen Mo Yan was a legend to many of them.

Rubbing the Queen’s head, pinching her face!

Forget actually doing it—such a thing was unthinkable!

The Pig Emperor’s eyelids twitched rapidly. Only after confirming that Yan wasn’t going to fly into a rage did he finally relax.

In the next second, the way he looked at Yan changed completely.

He refused to believe Yan was really just a little over ten years old, as she appeared.

’To be able to trigger my ancestral memories, she must be an old monster who has lived for at least ten thousand years.’

’Or even longer.’

’Leaving age aside, for a girl to allow a man who isn’t family to rub her head and pinch her face... the implication is obvious.’

’Kexin, Ruyan, you two girls have probably met your match!’

’Then again, if Yan is really interested in Mo the kid, doesn’t that mean we can do whatever we want from now on?’

’And she probably won’t be thinking about eating me anymore, right?’

Just as the Pig Emperor was letting his imagination run wild, Yan’s voice sounded again. "Pig-head, don’t overthink it. If you dare look at me with that kind of expression again, I’ll stew you!"

Her voice was laced with a chill that went straight to the Pig Emperor’s core.

Terrified, he immediately retracted his gaze, his figure flashing as he flew into the distance.

"Mo the kid, I’m off to hunt for Treasure!"

This was the first time Mo Qi had ever seen the Pig Emperor in such a sorry state.

Was this still the same Pig Emperor who feared nothing and loved to run his mouth?

"Weren’t you the one who wanted to test Xiaoyan with poetry? I’m not against it anymore. Go ahead." Mo Qi deliberately sent a teasing voice transmission.

"WOOF! Screw you!" The Pig Emperor turned his rear end to Mo Qi, cursing without turning back, and vanished from sight.

As Mo Qi burst into laughter, he wondered to himself, ’Xiaoyan, who in the world are you, to be able to scare the Pig Emperor this badly!’

Though his heart was filled with endless questions, he didn’t voice them.

He understood that some things would be revealed when the time was right, and others would speak of them when they were ready.

There was no use forcing it.

Meanwhile, Yan herself was caught in a dilemma.

’Even that pig could tell. Have I been that obvious?’

’No, no, no! How could I possibly be interested in a wet-behind-the-ears little brat? I’m only following him to investigate that strange Energy in his Medicinal Pills!’

’I still have grand ambitions to fulfill, a great empire to conquer! And a deep-seated blood feud to avenge! That Energy is the key to everything. I must obtain it!’

’That’s right, that’s all it is!’

Yan seemed to have convinced herself, but she selectively ignored one thing.

If she truly wanted to get her hands on the miraculous Energy within the Medicinal Pills, she could have simply dragged Mo Qi back underground. There were a thousand and one ways to make him talk.

BOOM!

Just then, with a tremendous roar, a massive fissure split open the mountain beneath their feet.

Hu the Eighth flew out from it, her face beaming with joy, holding a block of ice the size of a washbasin.

Sealed within the ice was an aqua-blue insect as long as a chopstick and as thick as an adult’s wrist.

The insect’s body was divided into a head, thorax, and abdomen.

Its two antennae splayed outwards, and its mandibles were sharp and huge, like saws.

Its six thick legs were covered in fine barbs, and its abdomen was raised high in an oval shape.

Its entire body was encased in a carapace that shone with a metallic luster.

It looked like an ant magnified hundreds of times!

"Young Master, is this it?" Hu the Eighth asked, her face filled with anticipation.

Mo Qi glanced at the insect in the ice and nodded. "That’s right, this is it. A descendant of the Ancient Ice Ant, a creature of ultimate yin and cold."

Mo Qi took the block of ice and continued, "The reason you have a man’s appearance despite being born a woman isn’t because you have an excess of Yang Energy and a deficiency of yin. It’s because you once accidentally ate a Dragon Sun Fruit! It’s a very peculiar Spirit Fruit. It can’t improve one’s talent, but it can reverse one’s Innate constitution. To put it simply, it can turn you from a woman into a man!"

"And it’s not just a change in appearance, but a complete transformation from the very root of your being. In another hundred years, you would have grown the organs a man is supposed to have and said goodbye to being a woman for good."

Hu the Eighth was aghast. Her current state was already unbearable; if she really grew... that, she would rather die.

"Please, Young Master, help me!" Hu the Eighth dropped to one knee before Mo Qi.

"Get up. Since I promised you, I won’t go back on my word. I had originally prepared a different treatment plan for you, one that would have been arduous. But now, with this descendant of the Ancient Ice Ant, your problem has become much simpler."

Mo Qi helped Hu the Eighth to her feet and added, "This descendant of the Ancient Ice Ant is critically injured, only a step away from death. The Wolf Fang Sect couldn’t help it, so they could only seal it away. Go and regulate your condition. I’ll revive it first."