The Quest for Immortality

The Barbarian General Chi Feng glanced at Mo Hua, and without hesitation, twisted the limbs of the Shugubu leader barehanded.

The Shugubu leader endured the pain, glaring fiercely at Mo Hua:

”I will definitely kill you!”

Mo Hua glanced at Chi Feng.

Chi Feng was silent for a moment, then slapped the Shugubu leader in the face.

The strength of a Golden Core Middle Stage Barbarian General is extraordinary.

Instantly, five bloody marks appeared on the Shugubu leader’s face, swelling up, and his head buzzed.

He immediately became obedient, although he was extremely annoyed by Mo Hua, the ”pretty boy exploiting another’s might,” he dared not speak rudely anymore.

”Tell me, what is the cave used for?” Mo Hua asked again.

The Shugubu leader, with a hoarse voice, said, ”It’s for the sacrifice to the Barbarian God, sir.”

Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, and he was immediately interested, ”Which Barbarian God, sir?”

The Shugubu leader showed a face of reverence, ”The Barbarian God, sir, is the Barbarian God, sir; in this world, there’s only one Barbarian God, sir.”

Mo Hua found that communicating with this kind of Divine Way ”illiterate” was really impossible.

Many times, the more frenzied the faith, the less they know about the deity, saying foolish things like there’s only one Barbarian God in the world.

Only one Barbarian God?

Wouldn’t he starve to death?

Mo Hua asked again, ”You kill people, eat people, and dance to please the Barbarian God you sacrifice to?”

At the mention of the Barbarian God and sacrifice, the Shugubu leader’s expression turned fanatic:

”Humans are livestock, and so are we, but we are high-grade livestock. We high-grade livestock eat the low-grade ones, which is pleasing to the Barbarian God and a sign of devotion. The Barbarian God will personally descend to witness our devotion.”

Mo Hua slightly frowned.

He knew the Barbarian Tribes were wild, and among the Barbarian Gods, there must be some cruel, insane beings.

But to be this cruel and insane was a bit beyond Mo Hua’s expectations.

But no matter, Mo Hua was not ”picky” about food.

Besides, since entering the Vermilion Bird Mountain Realm, Mo Hua hadn’t eaten meat; hadn’t eaten a Barbarian God.

The Peak of Third Grade Mountain Realm, if it could afford to worship a Barbarian God, was a major tribe with many Golden Cores presiding.

Mo Hua couldn’t, like in the Second Grade small mountain realm, come and go freely, sneak into tribes, and hunt the Barbarian Gods they believed in alone.

Moreover, the major tribe’s ways of sacrificing to Barbarian Gods are very concealed.

The defense during sacrifices is extremely strict.

The chance of being detected while concealing and sneaking is high.

Once handled improperly and leaving ends untied, one might be hunted to death.

Furthermore, during the invasion of the Barbarian God’s nightmares, one’s physical body is unguarded.

If any accident happens, and the physical body is destroyed, even though he’s immortal, he can’t fix it.

If not wanting to die and fade, one must find a way to parasitize flesh and blood, becoming something neither god nor ghost.

Like being ”dead,” there’s no difference.

Add to that, trying to infiltrate the Danque Tribe and having to devote effort to teaching Dan Zhu, Mo Hua’s plan to hunt Barbarian Gods had to ”pause” for a while.

But now, ”food” has delivered itself.

Mo Hua asked, ”Where’s your Barbarian God?”

The Shugubu leader looked strangely at Mo Hua, then grinned, holding blood in his mouth, and with a sinister smile said:

”I see you’re a cunning person. You’re coveting the Taoist inheritance of the Barbarian God. You’re overestimating yourself, having the arrogance of ’sacrilege.’”

”I won’t tell you the whereabouts of the Barbarian God.”

Mo Hua’s eyes slightly darkened, ”You’re not afraid of death?”

Shugubu leader said calmly:

”Everyone fears death; I’m human, too, I fear death. But what I fear is dying without being able to be loyal to the Barbarian God, without being able to please the Barbarian God, without being able to sacrifice my bones and blood to the Barbarian God, without receiving the Barbarian God’s rewards.”

Mo Hua nodded, ”Your servitude is quite heavy...”

The Shugubu leader was slightly angry, coldly laughed:

”Ignorant child, what do you know? Do you know the greatness of the Barbarian Gods? Do you know the immortality of deity? You know nothing, lack reverence, and are so arrogant...”

Chi Feng slapped again, this time on the Shugubu leader’s other cheek, smashing a row of teeth.

The Shugubu leader’s eyes were filled with hatred; hoarsely said, ”The Barbarian God will avenge you...”

Mo Hua sneered, pointing at the cave, ”Is your Barbarian God hiding in this little cave?”

”Such a tiny place can harbor him? Is your Barbarian God a mouse?”

This remark deeply stimulated the Shugubu leader.

The Shugubu leader glared at Mo Hua with eyes wide open:

”Bold! Ignorant! How dare you mock the Barbarian God like this? From now on, you are already a dead man! The Barbarian God will soon bring divine punishment upon you; you’re already dead! Dead!”

Dan Zhu saw his fierce expression and confident assertion, couldn’t help but worryingly look at Mo Hua, afraid Mo Hua really offended a Barbarian God, inviting death.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hua wasn’t scared, and instead seemed a bit excited.

He wished the Barbarian God would come to kill him.

But he knew, this kind of ”good thing” was not likely to happen to him.

The whereabouts of the Barbarian God still need him to personally inquire.

Mo Hua turned his head to look at the small cave painted with blood patterns.

This small cave must be hiding some Barbarian God’s deity from the Shugubu Tribe.

However, Mo Hua didn’t rush in, nor did he make any extra movements, just silently stared at the cave.

Dan Zhu and the others were a bit puzzled.

Elder Ba Shan was slightly impatient:

”It’s just a broken cave, you can see the end at a glance, what’s the use of hesitating? Why not just go in and take a look?”