Chapter 542: Chapter 539: The Disparity between Immortals and Mortals
The whereabouts of his mother was the one thing Mo Qi wanted to know most right now, bar none.
If Elder Ku Mu could directly provide the whereabouts of his mother, it would save him from a huge problem.
Elder Ku Mu picked at his teeth with a finger, his voice muffled. "I don’t know. Next."
Mo Qi: "???"
’Next?’
’’I don’t know’ counts as an answer?’
’Is he messing with me?’
Seemingly noticing Mo Qi’s displeasure, Elder Ku Mu pulled his finger from his mouth, sucked on it for a moment, and said, "I only said I’d answer two of your questions, not that I would definitely have the answers."
"Besides, I really don’t know where that crazy girl is right now."
’Damn it, I got played by this old geezer!’
Though furious, Mo Qi felt helpless in the face of the boundlessly powerful Elder Ku Mu. What could he do?
All he could do was choose to forgive him.
"Then is my mother still alive? Is she all right?" Since he couldn’t learn of his mother’s whereabouts, Mo Qi had no choice but to confirm her condition first.
Elder Ku Mu casually wiped his fingers on his pants, took a swig of Purple Sky Wine, and shot Mo Qi a sidelong glance. "That’s two questions!"
Mo Qi: "..."
When he saw Mo Qi’s face darken, his fists clenched as he fought back his anger, Elder Ku Mu waved his hand. "Alright, alright. Consider the third question a freebie, a gift from my kind heart."
"There’s no way that crazy girl is dead. No one in this world can kill her."
After speaking, Elder Ku Mu added in his mind, ’Even more so, no one would *dare* kill her.’
"As for whether she’s all right, that I don’t know. But you don’t need to worry too much, kid. They don’t call her ’crazy girl’ for nothing. She’s not the type to let herself be pushed around."
Hearing this, Mo Qi let out a long sigh of relief, his heart filled with an immense sense of joy.
Although the Pig Emperor had once said something similar, hearing it from Elder Ku Mu’s lips gave it a greater ring of truth and persuasion.
’Mother, oh Mother, where on earth are you?’
’If it’s true that you were subdued and sealed by Queen Mo Yan in my dream, then what about my memory of you from over a decade ago?’
’Why did you bring me into the territory of the Mountain and Sea Empire? And for what reason did you abandon me?’
When he was a child, Mo Qi had always believed that he and his mother had simply gotten separated.
But now he knew—with the power his mother had displayed in the dream, how could they have possibly just "gotten separated"?
The only explanation was that his mother had abandoned him deliberately.
Mo Qi sighed. ’Was it because Mother was being hunted by enemies? Did she leave me in the Mountain and Sea Empire because she was afraid of implicating me?’
’Then what about my father? Who is he? And where is he?’
’Why did he never appear when Mother was suffering? There wasn’t even a trace of him in my dreams.’
’A deadbeat? Abandoned his wife and son? Ran off with another woman?’
’Or has he already fallen?’
In that short moment, Mo Qi’s mind spun up countless family dramas.
Seeing this, Elder Ku Mu assumed Mo Qi was feeling melancholy because he couldn’t see his mother. Unable to bear it, he offered some comfort, "Mo the kid, your talent and your disposition are both quite excellent. In my tens of thousands of years of experience, you’d rank among the top one hundred."
"Huh?" Mo Qi snapped out of the soap opera in his head. "Just the top hundred?!"
It wasn’t that Mo Qi was being arrogant, but ever since he started on the path of the Martial Dao, he had been invincible among those at his level.
Defeating enemies of a higher realm was as easy as flipping his palm.
While his Creation Golden Body Technique didn’t align perfectly with traditional Cultivator ranks, and his true power couldn’t be judged by his surface-level Cultivation, it was a fact that he could slay a Peak of Void Realm expert while only at the Vajra Realm.
Without relying on external aid and by using a few of his trump cards, he could even escape with his life from a Void Realm Cultivator.
’And talent like that only ranked in the top hundred?!’
Elder Ku Mu sneered. "Kid, don’t think too highly of yourself, and don’t underestimate others."
"This is just the Mortal District, after all. Whether you’re talking about the atmosphere of the Martial Dao, the cultivation environment, or resources and Cultivation Techniques, it’s a world away from the Immortal Realm."
"Furthermore, the Five Great Holy Lands of the Immortal Realm, along with certain hidden clans and factions, possess legacies stretching back over a hundred thousand, or even a million years. The resources and methods at their disposal are things you can’t even begin to imagine right now."
"Killing a Peak of Void Realm expert with just your Vajra Realm Cultivation, relying on nothing but your own strength—it sounds impressive, and it really is. But if you went to the Immortal Realm, something like that would absolutely never happen."
"It’s not that the Void Realm experts of the Immortal Realm are too strong, but that the Void Realm experts of the Mortal District are far too weak."
"Take Mental Realm Transformation, for example. Anyone who can awaken it naturally through their own talent is, without exception, a supreme genius."
"A single Void Realm expert with Mental Realm Transformation can dominate dozens, even hundreds, of Void Realm experts without it. And that’s an Early Stage one dominating a Peak one."
"But did you know? In the Immortal Realm, Mental Realm Transformation can be forcibly awakened through stimulation from external resources, with a success rate as high as eighty percent!"
"While they’re a far cry from the supreme geniuses who awaken it naturally, having Mental Realm Transformation and not having it are two completely different concepts."
"There are many other things like this. To put it simply, compared to the Cultivators of the Immortal Realm, this Mortal District is just pathetic!"
Mo Qi had a sudden realization. So that was the gap between the Immortal Realm and the Mortal District.
He wasn’t discouraged, however.
’No matter how strong the Immortal Realm’s Cultivators are, could they possibly be stronger than me, the one who possesses the Chaos Scripture?’
What he had shown here in the Desperate Mountain Range wasn’t even ten percent of his true strength.
Never mind the Void Spirit Flame and Eye of Time he had acquired not long ago; he had never once used the Three Kowtows of the Unmoving Nether King or his Power of Fortune.
He had no intention of explaining any of this to Elder Ku Mu.
Sometimes, it was a good thing to hide one’s true capabilities.
"I say, Mo the kid, seeing as I just gifted you an extra question, how about making a table of after-dinner desserts?"
Mo Qi: "..."
’Who measures dessert by the "table"?’
Though he had plenty to complain about and felt thoroughly frustrated, Mo Qi still went to the kitchen and prepared a table full of desserts.
After all, Elder Ku Mu was a powerful figure to have on his side; latching onto him was definitely not a losing proposition.
After arranging lodging for Gu Peng and his sister and finishing feeding the Pig Emperor and the Scab Chicken, once all the chores were done, Xiao Zhang approached Mo Qi, rubbing his hands together conspiratorially.
"Master, there is something this disciple would like to discuss with you."
Mo Qi carefully wiped his Obsidian Kitchen Knife, not even raising his head. "What is it?"
"Well... my father wishes to see you."
Mo Qi’s brow furrowed slightly, and his wiping motion paused.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhang’s heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Master, don’t be angry! You don’t need to travel to the Demon Sect. My father will come to this tavern; he only asks that you spare a moment to meet with him."
"Rest assured, my father has absolutely no malicious intent. He simply wants to meet you, have a chat, and perhaps make a friend."
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