Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203: Cruel and heartless girl, who are you?

An arrogant and wonderful young woman wielding a silver whip led a group of servants toward this place. She used the whip to smash nearby bricks, tiles, pots, and even medicinal herbs along the way.

What do you want, Song Qinger?

Observing the destroyed medicinal fields in the distance, Barbara asked gloomily. These fields represented her mentors hard work; if Song Qingers actions were discovered, it would undoubtedly lead to severe consequences. Barbara couldnt afford to anger her mentor if she wished to continue practicing in the Barbarian G.o.d Peak.

Hehe, just some annoying things in the way. Why are you so nervous? Song Qinger, the girl with the whip, sneered dismissively, showing no concern for the destruction around her.

Ah, Man gazed at her without expression. Behind Song Qinger was a peak master, a well-known second-generation figure in the Barbarian G.o.d Sect, who was notorious for being arrogant and domineering. Moreover, Song Qinger and Zhao Xuan, who had been pursuing her, were childhood friends.

Ah, Man only had her mind set on cultivation and reviving the barbarian tribe, paying no attention to Zhao Xuan. However, he pursued her relentlessly, leading to Song Qinger causing trouble for her.

Using your somewhat attractive appearance to seduce Brother Zhao Xuan. I must admit your face is quite pretty. If I have to cut you a few times today, Ill reluctantly forgive your offense

Song Qingers gaze lingered on Barbaras delicate features, and a hint of jealousy flashed across her finely crafted facial features. She then s.h.i.+fted her attention to Barbaras exceptionally slender legs, struggling to conceal her envy.

Zhao Xuan indeed had good taste; compared to ordinary human females, Barbaras appearance and figure stood out like a crane among chickens.

Never mind, I might as well break your legs too. Otherwise, I wont be able to ease the hatred in my heart.

Song Qinger sneered coldly.

Ah, Man continued to stare at her expressionlessly, her eyes a.s.sessing the several servants behind her. She contemplated how to deal with this trouble today. She would have found a way to eliminate Song Qinger if it were outside the Barbarian G.o.d Sect. However, even if her mentor were present within the sect, she couldnt harm Song Qinger.

Hehe, stop looking. I know your mentor left the Barbarian G.o.d Sect this morning to search for medicinal ingredients in the outside world. At the latest, she wont be back for ten days or half a month. Now, who can shelter you?

Youre just at the third realm, while the two servants behind me are both at the fourth realm. If youre smart, dont resist. Otherwise, Ill make you wish you were dead. These servants of mine havent had the pleasure of a taste of a barbarian princess yet.

Song Qinger, unable to detect any panic or fear on Barbars face, felt increasingly annoyed. She couldnt help but taunt with a threatening tone.

Barbara stared at her expressionlessly, contemplating a course of action. If it were an ordinary person, they might have already panicked, but not her. Regardless, Song Qinger could, at most, humiliate her. Openly harming her within the Barbarian G.o.d Sect was not something Song Qinger would dare to do.

However, Song Qingers father was a powerful cultivator in the seventh realm. The Barbarian G.o.d Sect was one of the most terrible immortal forces on the continent, with enigmatic figures such as peak masters, sect leaders, and elders.

There were rumors of super-strong individuals close to reaching the ninth realm, comparable to the Barbarian G.o.d himself. Therefore, Barbara needed to find out if Song Qinger possessed any powerful treasures. To be cautious, she didnt plan to confront her directly.

If you truly have the ability, then kill me. I dont believe your father can dominate the entire Barbarian G.o.d Sect single-handedly, Barbara finally spoke, her tone icy, like a refres.h.i.+ng spring dropping onto a jade plate, carrying a chilling aura.

Hehe, I indeed dare not kill you, but I have ways to ruin you. The current situation of the barbarian tribe isnt great, and you know it too. My father is a peak master of the Barbarian G.o.d Sect, with numerous influential friends. A few words from him, and he can effortlessly destroy several barbarian tribes. If youre smart, just cooperate. You cant match my strength, Song Qinger continued to smirk, witnessing the anger flickering on Barbaras face, feeling even more satisfied.

Song Qinger, you are truly despicable

Barbaras face showed a trace of anger, her small hands clenched tightly, seemingly harboring intense hatred.

Who allowed you to have such a beautiful face, attracting the admiration of my beloved? Can you blame me for that?

Song Qinger still wore a cold smile, observing the fury that crossed Barbaras face, finding it thoroughly enjoyable.

Smart ones should behave. Maybe youll have an easier time later she added, still carrying that condescending smile.

Is that so? Before she could finish her sentence, Barbara interrupted her, the anger on her face disappearing, replaced by indifference.

You

Song Qingers expression changed suddenly. She realized something was wrong as her throat became incredibly itchy, like a heavens and earth of centipedes crawling within. She grabbed her neck, attempting to vomit, but the sensation only worsened. She even resorted to using her nails to scratch her throat, tearing her skin apart.

Her eyes bulged, resembling a vengeful spirit. The same torment befell the servants beside her, writhing in agony on the ground.

This is a poison I developed, called Throat-Severing Fragrance. When you spoke just now, you inhaled it. Without my antidote, youll keep tearing at your own throat until it snaps. You can try finding your father, see if he has a solution

But you must guarantee that youll leave alive.

Barbaras voice remained cold and unfeeling. Her calm and indifferent words echoed, carrying a sense of detachment on her exquisitely beautiful face.

In reality, she was gambling, betting that Song Qinger valued her life too much to play games with it. While speaking, she tossed a white porcelain bottle directly before Song Qinger.

With a contorted and agonized expression, Song Qinger, fearing for her life, hastily poured out a small pill and swallowed it. Only then did the unbearable itchiness subside. She felt as if she had survived a calamity.

Dont blame me for being ruthless. You wanted to ruin me, so should I await my doom? You can go find your father later to deal with me, but rest a.s.sured, youll end up looking worse than me. You wont get a second antidote. I only want to cultivate peacefully, and you repeatedly disturbed me. If you truly want to die, I have a hundred ways to make it happen.

Barbara declared as she observed Song Qinger, who was now lying on the ground, pale and gasping for air.

Watching Song Qinger, now in a state of terror and panting heavily, Barbara approached her, crouched down, and then grabbed her hair. On her calm face, there was a bone-chilling coldness and indifference.

You spare me. I wont dare anymorewont dare

Song Qinger, having grown up in a sheltered environment, had never experienced anything like this before. Her expression was full of fear as she hastily promised, afraid of being too slow.

Leave with your people, Ah Man said, releasing her hair. And make sure to fix the destroyed medicinal fields for me.

Barbara let out a sigh of relief only after Song Qinger and her entourage hurriedly left. However, looking at the wrecked pottery and herbs around her, she couldnt help but furrowed her brows with a hint of helplessness.

She could only use this method to intimidate Song Qinger. Thanks to the knowledge pa.s.sed down by her tribes elder, who was well-versed in various medicinal principles, Barbara excelled in understanding different herbs properties and had remarkable poison-crafting skills.

Whos there?

However, as Barbara returned to her courtyard, her expression suddenly became alert, staring at the closed door.

Indeed, not bad.

The next moment, accompanied by a clear and warm male voice, the courtyard seemed to enter a peculiar state. Wind, time, and s.p.a.ce appeared to freeze.

The door opened independently, revealing a young man wearing a simple, azure silk garment. At this moment, everything seemed to come to a standstill in the presence of this man, as if the world itself paused in acknowledgment of his existence.

The young man in the simple green silk clothes smiled gently, his eyes profound. He looked at Barbara and said, I am just a pa.s.serby. You dont need to be alarmed. I sensed a commotion and came to see if anyone needed help.