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Qin Yi traveled day and night, chasing for several days, searching every city along the way, but still found no news of Yun Mengyao and the others.

Qin Yi felt a bit helpless. Yun Mengyao and the others left from the Xuantian royal family, while he had departed from Peng City. They might not even be on the same path.

In the towering mountains, Qin Yi sat by a creek, roasting fish over a burning fire while studying a map.

He hadn’t reached the Xuanhuang Domain yet; the domain was vast, and even with the shortest path he planned, it would still take about half a month to reach the Nether Sea.

The Four Seas and Eight Desolates stretch infinitely; looking for someone was like finding a needle in a haystack. He could only hope to find Yun Mengyao at the Nether Sea.

"Old ghost, tell me about the Netherworld Clan."

Qin Yi put away the map and casually asked the Evil Lord, wanting to learn more about the Netherworld Clan. Knowing your enemy is key to winning a hundred battles.

"What do you want to know?"

"First, give me an idea of what kind of race the Netherworld Clan is."

The Evil Lord was silent for a moment before speaking, "The Netherworld Clan has an ancient heritage, so ancient that it’s unverifiable. However, it’s rumored that the Netherworld Clan possesses the blood of the ancient gods and demons, and are born with talents that ordinary people can hardly match."

"All I know is that during the ancient war between gods and demons, the Netherworld Clan was one of the main forces."

Qin Yi’s heart sank bit by bit. Any race with such an ancient heritage is profoundly deep and difficult to deal with.

"Have you ever fought someone from the Netherworld Clan?"

"Of course." The Evil Lord hesitated, then suddenly said loudly, "I once encountered a strong warrior from the Netherworld Clan, but he was just a bluff, and I defeated him with one strike, forcing him to flee."

Qin Yi’s eyes flashed. He didn’t believe the old thing’s words. When someone suddenly raises their voice to tell a story, it’s usually to cover up their own insecurities and make their words seem more credible.

The Evil Lord suddenly switched gears, "Qin Yi, although I don’t know why you’re going to the Netherworld Clan, if you intend to go against them, I’d advise you to give up."

"Why?"

"Before discussing the power of the Netherworld Clan, you must know that the Four Seas are above and the Eight Desolates are below; even all ten deserted domains together can’t compare to the size of the Nether Sea. Reaching the Netherworld Clan is not an easy task."

"Moreover, the cultivation techniques of the Netherworld Clan are unique and entirely different from the usual Qi refiners. It’s hard to explain to you now, but you’ll understand when you get there."

Qin Yi raised an eyebrow, "Explain in detail."

"I can’t explain, you’ll know when you arrive."

"Are you teasing me?" Qin Yi narrowed his eyes.

The Evil Lord replied seriously, "Not at all. In short, the Netherworld Clan is not something you should make an enemy of. Qin Yi, I advise you..."

"Forget it, you’re as tongue-tied as winter clothes, if you can’t explain then don’t, no need to shake my confidence."

Qin Yi interrupted the Evil Lord, took the roasted fish off the fire, and silently ate.

However, his heart was not as relaxed as his appearance suggested. Even the Evil Lord was so apprehensive, which shows that the Netherworld Clan is indeed not simple.

Netherworld Clan, let’s hope we’re more friends than foes, I really don’t want to be at odds with you... Qin Yi thought silently to himself.

After eating and drinking to his heart’s content, Qin Yi continued on his journey.

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Half a month later, Qin Yi finally reached the border of the Xuanhuang Domain.

"Sea City?"

Qin Yi stood in front of a city, looked at the two large characters above its gate, and muttered, "Does this mean we’ve reached the Nether Sea?"

"Not yet." The Evil Lord said, "But Sea City is a necessary stop on the way to the Nether Sea."

Qin Yi was slightly pleased; if it was a necessary stop, then perhaps he might find Yun Mengyao and the others here.

Qin Yi couldn’t wait to walk into the city.

"Stop!"

There were guards at the city gate, dressed in brocade robes, unlike ordinary city guards who wore armor.

Qin Yi glanced at the four people, slightly shocked... Late Stage Body Integration Realm.

These four were at the Late Stage Body Integration Realm.

Since when did such powerful individuals become so common that they were city gate guards?

"To enter the city, it’s 1,000 gold coins per person."

Damn it...

Qin Yi raised an eyebrow; was this Sea City made of gold? The entry fee was a thousand gold coins, akin to robbery.

Qin Yi assumed these four were making things difficult for him, but upon seeing several people next to him obediently paying 1,000 gold coins each to enter, he understood that it wasn’t intentional against him, nor a joke.

A thousand gold coins, Qin Yi felt a sting.

"Can I get a discount?"

Qin Yi tried to negotiate but received a cold snort and a dismissive look in return.

Seems there’s no room for negotiation.

Qin Yi didn’t want to make a scene over a thousand gold coins. He quietly consoled himself — I’m not short of money — before handing over the gold coins.

One of the long-faced elders handed Qin Yi a black iron token.

"With this, you can enter the city."

Qin Yi was a bit puzzled. He took a look at the token and was amazed to find it was made from Mystic Iron, heavy in his hand. One side was engraved with wave patterns, while the other had a string of numbers: 753652.

753652, what does that mean?

"First time in Sea City?"

Noticing Qin Yi’s confusion, the long-faced elder asked.

Qin Yi nodded slightly.

"The numbers here signify that you are the 753,652nd person to enter Sea City this month."

Qin Yi was enlightened, so that was it.

However, not many people enter Sea City, just a few hundred thousand. As he traveled, random cities had populations in the billions. But these folks charged exorbitant fees of a thousand gold coins to enter, something most couldn’t afford.

"Senior, may I inquire about something?"

The long-faced elder looked at Qin Yi, saying nothing.

Qin Yi felt confused. Will you answer or not? What’s the meaning of this look?

"Hey, pay up." The Evil Lord reminded.

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched; he realized they wanted more money. Such greedy guys.

Generously, he handed over five gold coins.

The long-faced elder smiled, accepting the coins, wearing a knowing expression, and then... returning to his grim undertaker face.

Qin Yi asked, "Senior, have you seen a man and two women enter the city? Two women as beautiful as fairies, and the man very handsome, though not as much as I am."

The long-faced elder stared at him blankly.

Qin Yi was baffled, what does this mean? You took my money.

"Senior, have you seen them?"

The elder, as if undead, stood with a stony face, not reacting to Qin Yi’s words.

"Not enough money!" The Evil Lord reminded again.

Qin Yi was nearly fuming, five gold coins still not enough? These guys were too greedy.

Qin Yi gritted his teeth, as someone who liked to freeload, being extorted felt like having his flesh cut.

Qin Yi was angry; if they didn’t recognize his generosity, they couldn’t blame him for being impolite. How dare these little Body Integration Realm Qi Refiners make things difficult for him?

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