Chapter 270: Chapter 267: A Capital ’Impressed

"Huh? It actually laid an egg!" Mo Qi stared at the transparent egg in pleasant surprise.

His first thought wasn’t about forming an Ice Ant legion, but rather how to cook the egg to ensure the best possible texture and taste.

An egg from an Ancient Ice Ant had to be a great restorative!

’Pan-fry, deep-fry, stew, or stir-fry?’

However, Mo Qi quickly abandoned the tempting idea.

It wasn’t because reason had prevailed, but simply because the Ancient Ice Ant had laid too few eggs. This was only the first one; who knew when a second or third would appear?

Saving up enough for a whole plate would take an eternity.

At this thought, Mo Qi sent the Ancient Ice Ant, along with its egg, into the space within the Chaos Scripture.

This world lacked the Energy it needed to reproduce, but there was no shortage of it inside the Chaos Scripture.

There, the Ancient Ice Ant would be cultivated under the best possible conditions.

"Grow fast, multiply fast, hahaha."

Mo Qi laughed heartily as he picked up the empty husk the Ancient Ice Ant had shed after its ancestral regression.

He activated his "Gorging and Drinking" ability, extracting the energy essence from the shed husk and infusing it into a Medicinal Pill he had prepared earlier.

Then he tossed it to Hu the Eighth, who was standing nearby.

"Take it."

Hu the Eighth’s recently composed state of mind wavered once more. She hadn’t felt this nervous in a millennium.

"Haaaah..." She took a long, deep breath, trying her best to stay calm.

’Whether or not I can get my female body back, it all comes down to this!’

The Medicinal Pill dissolved the instant it touched her tongue. A chill exploded outward, coating the inside of her mouth with a thin layer of frost.

She had no time to savor the pill’s flavor as the chill slid down her throat and into her stomach.

SZZZ...

A strange sound, like cold water being poured onto red-hot iron, emanated from within Hu the Eighth’s body.

A thick mist truly began to rise from her body, completely enveloping her.

An hour later, the sound faded and the mist dispersed.

The brawny, man-like Hu the Eighth was gone. In her place stood a young woman of otherworldly beauty.

The woman felt the changes in her body with overwhelming excitement, and she began to weep with joy.

’How many years has it been!’

’I’d almost forgotten what I used to look like.’

She had thought she would spend the rest of her life Within the Pass, withering away and dying in the guise of a man.

’I never thought I’d see the day I could be myself again!’

Even as a mighty expert of the Void Realm, even after a millennium of life, she cried like a child in that moment. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

To go from a peerless beauty to a slovenly brute...

Only she knew the grievances she had suffered over the years.

After a long while, she wiped away her tears, walked over to Mo Qi, and dropped to her knees in a full kowtow. "Hu Yao’er offers her deepest gratitude, Young Master!"

Mo Qi, snapping out of his stunned admiration, quickly helped her to her feet.

He’d never imagined Hu the Eighth’s true form was so beautiful. The contrast with her previous brawny appearance was just too immense!

"So your real name is Hu Yao’er," Mo Qi said with a smile. "I knew it. No girl would be named Hu the Eighth."

Hu Yao’er said apologetically, "Please forgive me, Young Master. Your subordinate did not mean to deceive you."

Mo Qi waved his hand dismissively. "It’s fine. I understand."

Just then, Mo Xiao appeared with Li Yuanhao, who had just achieved a breakthrough.

Li Yuanhao’s sharp aura was now retracted, his presence deep and powerful. He had clearly reached Late-stage Vajra Realm Cultivation.

Li Yuanhao strode forward, his face flush with excitement.

He had never imagined that the opportunity Mo Qi gave him would let him jump two minor realms, leaping from the Early-stage Vajra Realm all the way to the Late-stage.

Such methods were simply unheard of.

"This nephew thanks you, Uncle." Li Yuanhao bowed his proud head, all his doubts about Mo Qi completely gone.

At first, he had felt that Mo Qi couldn’t compare to Qin Daye. Now, his reverence for Mo Qi surpassed even what he felt for Qin Daye.

"Late-stage Vajra Realm, and with a stable foundation. Not bad," Mo Qi said, sizing up Li Yuanhao with a satisfied nod. "Looks like that little thing I whipped up on a whim works pretty well."

"Er..." Half of Li Yuanhao’s reverence instantly evaporated. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’Whipped up on a whim?’

’Uncle, could you be any more casual about this?’

’Weren’t you afraid that whatever you whipped up would kill me?’

"What the fuck! You... y-y-you’re Hu the Eighth?" Mo Xiao stared at Hu Yao’er, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"What’s wrong? You got a problem with it? Want to fight?" Hu Yao’er arched a delicate eyebrow, her tone frigid.

"I’m convinced! One hundred percent convinced!" Mo Xiao shot her a thumbs-up, feeling as if a stampede of ten thousand alpacas was rampaging through his mind.

He just couldn’t superimpose the image of Hu Yao’er onto his memory of Hu the Eighth.

One was a burly brute, strong as an ox.

The other was a stunningly beautiful woman with an exquisite, curvaceous figure.

’It can’t be real! How could they possibly be the same person?!’

But the truth was right in front of him, and he had to believe it.

’I’d love to see the looks on Old Tomb Digger and the others’ faces when they see Hu the Eighth again.’

"WOOF! Mo the kid, this Emperor has returned!" The Pig Emperor came flying over from the distance, flapping its wings.

It was grinning from ear to ear, clearly pleased with its substantial haul.

"How did it go?" Mo Qi asked.

"Do you still not trust this Emperor’s work? It’s a clean sweep! If you can find so much as a single scrap of a Spiritual Object left in this Secret Realm, this Emperor loses!"

Mo Qi nodded. With a great wave of his sleeve, he swept the entire Demon Beast Group at the foot of the mountain into the space of the Chaos Scripture.

At this point, the Wolf Fang Sect’s Secret Realm was well and truly ruined.

"Alright then, it’s time for us to leave!"

...

Battles between those in the Void Realm were not quick affairs unless there was a massive disparity in power.

The battle between the four Wolf Fang Sect ancestors and Zhongli had already raged for more than half a day. They had fought from dusk until night, and from night until dawn.

Mental Realms and Grotto Heaven Power flew everywhere. The Lifebound Weapons they nurtured within their Grotto Heavens clashed, unleashing tyrannical shockwaves.

The five-man battlefield was like a machine of destruction, shattering everything in its path and leaving not even a blade of grass behind.

The Wolf Fang Sect’s headquarters was already unrecognizable. For tens of miles around, mountains and cliffs had been razed to the ground.

The disciples of the Wolf Fang Sect, led by Zhang Shao, stayed far from the battle, not daring to take a single step closer.

"Hahaha, invigorating! It’s been centuries since I’ve had such a satisfying brawl!" Zhongli boomed, forcing the four ancestors back with a single punch.

The four ancestors looked grim. They knew Zhongli was strong, but they never expected him to be *this* strong.

He was fighting one against four, yet not only was he not losing ground, he seemed to be growing stronger as the battle raged on.

The four of them exchanged a look, a silent consensus passing between them.

’We can’t let this go on.’

’The headquarters is already destroyed. If this continues, the very foundation of the Sect will be at risk.’

’Besides, if Mo Qi sees this, what will it do to our standing in Qin Daye’s eyes?’

’Failing to win a four-against-one fight is hardly something to be proud of.’

"Zhongli, you junior! If you retreat now, we can let this matter drop. Otherwise, you’ll have to face the consequences!"

Zhongli sneered. "Consequences? Beat me first, then we can talk!"