The Quest for Immortality

Mo Hua’s gaze slightly tightened.

He thought that the Great Wilderness was the Evil God’s stronghold, so logically speaking, it was impossible for there to be no trace of the ”Evil God” there.

Even though the legends of the Great Wilderness claimed that the Divine Lord had fallen silent and no longer responded, it was impossible for there to be no aura at all.

It was just unknown whether this wisp of the ”Evil God’s” aura belonged to his old friend, the ”Master of the Great Wilderness,” or a new Evil God.

Mo Hua sniffed the air again, slowly shaking his head.

Such a pity...

The scent was too faint; even he, a seasoned ”foodie,” couldn’t detect anything.

”I need to find a way to know which Evil God this is...”

Mo Hua thought silently in his heart.

Without stopping any longer, he turned around and left the small cave, walking over to Dan Zhu and the others.

Dan Zhu asked, ”Gentleman, in the cave...”

Mo Hua replied, ”It’s nothing.”

The leader of the Shu Gu tribe originally wore a gloomy and uncertain face, but when he saw Mo Hua unharmed, walking out of the Barbarian God’s cave, he was immediately taken aback, shaken in his heart, and thought,

”Impossible! This is the forbidden area of the Barbarian God. How could you possibly be unharmed?”

”Impossible...”

”The Barbarian God is great, immortal, and inviolable. Could it be that...”

The Shu Gu tribe leader’s faith wavered slightly in his heart.

He felt that the high and mighty Barbarian God might not be so... invincible after all?

But he soon abandoned this irreverent ”alien thought.”

”No, the Barbarian God is omniscient, omnipotent. The Barbarian God will definitely cast a curse and kill this boy...”

The Shu Gu tribe leader mumbled in his heart.

On the other side, Dan Zhu looked at the dismembered bodies in front of him and the arms and legs hanging over the bonfire, feeling both nauseated and pained.

These were the tribesmen of his Danque Tribe.

Now these tribesmen had met such a tragic fate.

”Gather the bodies of the tribe members and bury them together on the hillside, erecting a tribe monument.”

Dan Zhu said solemnly.

”Yes, Young Master.”

The other tribe members began to follow Dan Zhu’s instructions, collecting and burying the bodies.

After about an hour, everything was done.

Despite the heavy heart, Dan Zhu felt a small sense of relief.

This was his first time leading warriors on an expedition; although the enemy was not too strong, he had nevertheless completed the task, exterminating the remnants of the Shu Gu tribe and avenging his tragically killed tribesmen.

”Young Master, the matter is settled. Let’s return to the main tribe and report back to the Great Chief,” Elder Bachuan said beside him.

”Mm.” Dan Zhu nodded.

However, Mo Hua felt things weren’t quite right.

With great effort, he had ”tricked” Dan Zhu out of the Danque Tribe, and it was simply impossible to let him go back so easily.

Otherwise, all his plans would fall apart.

The Barbarian Gods of a Third Grade Great Tribe have strict defenses.

To ”devour” the Barbarian Gods of these tribes, sneaking around won’t work anymore; only open aggression and territorial conquest would do.

Such front-facing warfare against major forces was beyond what Mo Hua alone could handle; he needed to rely on Dan Zhu and the forces of the Danque Tribe.

As the Young Master of the Danque Tribe, Dan Zhu is a genius cultivator, having achieved Core Formation at twenty, clad in the Magic Treasure, Vermilion Bird Profound Fire Feather Robe, making him the ideal candidate for ”conquering cities and territories.”

What’s more, he was currently accompanied by Golden Core Guards and Barbarian General, with a hundred elite Barbarian Soldiers under his command.

This was a very strong fighting force. As long as they didn’t engage the main force of the Great Tribes, it was enough to roam freely within the Mountain Realm of the Third Grade tribes.

In this way, Dan Zhu could conquer tribes, win battles, and expand territories and influence.

Subsequently, they could improve people’s livelihood, conduct widespread education and transformation, changing the structure of the Great Wilderness.

Meanwhile, I can devour Barbarian Gods in secret, enhancing my Divine Sense, and prepare for forming a Core.

This could be called a triple win.

If Dan Zhu returned to the tribe, all these schemes would be for naught.

Mo Hua glanced around and suddenly sensed that something was amiss. He said, ”Something’s not right.”

Dan Zhu was a little surprised, ”Gentleman, what isn’t right?”

Mo Hua said, ”The numbers aren’t right.”

”The numbers?”

Mo Hua’s gaze slightly tightened, ”The number used for making ’grilled humans’ is too few...”

The Wandering Tribe of Shu Gu, about six or seven people, gathered around a bonfire. These six or seven people could at most ”eat” one person.

Even if they ate for a day, they could at most have ”eaten” thirty or forty people.

But the young and strong of the Danque Tribe they abducted numbered more, estimated to be at least nearly a hundred, yet these people were nowhere to be seen.

Mo Hua shared his guess with Dan Zhu.

Dan Zhu was initially enlightened, but then he looked back at Mo Hua and found it unbelievable.

Engaging in such ”cannibalistic” acts was something they found disgusting and cruel; they wouldn’t count the heads.

But Mr. Witch could look at it one glance and calculate the ”cannibalistic” act so clearly, such extreme calmness gave Dan Zhu an inexplicable chill in his heart.

However, these words of Mr. Witch were good news to him.

Dan Zhu said, ”Are you saying that my Danque Tribe has nearly a hundred survivors?”

Mo Hua nodded.

The remaining Danque Tribe members looked at each other, feeling a slight relief in their hearts.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, having a rough estimate in mind, and then commanded the others to remove the gag from the Shu Gu tribe leader’s mouth and asked,

”What is your name?”

The Shu Gu tribe leader, still lost in confusion over Mo Hua and questioning the great power of the Barbarian God, looked frustrated when he heard the question.

But at this moment, Mo Hua’s gaze was fierce and intimidating, leading the Shu Gu tribe leader to slowly respond,

”My name is...”

He uttered a string of obscure barbarian language.

Based on semantics, Mo Hua guessed the name to be ”Iron Skill Bone,” meaning indomitable in the barbarian language.