A young woman with an arrogant expression was walking over with a long silver whip in her hand. She was accompanied by a group of servants.
Along the way, she smashed the bricks, pots, and medicinal herbs around her with her long whip.
"Song Qinger, what are you doing?"
Ah Man asked with a gloomy expression as she looked at the destroyed medicinal fields.
These medicinal fields were her Master's blood, sweat, and tears. If her Master found out that Song Qinger had destroyed them, she would definitely be furious.
In the end, even she would be punished.
No matter what, her Master was her biggest backer on the Barbarian God Peak.
If Ah Man wanted to continue cultivating on the Barbarian God Peak, she couldn't afford to provoke her Master.
"Hehe, it's just some eyesores, why are you so nervous?"
The young woman named Song Qinger sneered, not minding Ah Man's actions at all.
Ah Man merely looked at her with an expressionless face.
Behind Song Qinger was a peak master, a famous second generation disciple in the Barbarian God Sect, arrogant and domineering.
Moreover, Song Qinger was childhood sweethearts with Zhao Xuan who had been pursuing her recently.
Ah Man only had cultivation and the glory of the Barbarian Tribe in her heart, she didn't want to bother with Zhao Xuan, but he still stuck to her like a sticky candy.
It was because of this that Song Qinger kept coming to find trouble with her.
"Seducing Zhao Xuan gege just because you have some beauty, I think your face is quite pretty."
"If you let me cut you a few times today, I will reluctantly forgive your offense …"
Song Qinger's gaze swept over Ah Man's face, lingering on her delicate features for a long time, a trace of jealousy flitting across her eyes.
Then, her gaze shifted to Ah Man's slender legs, unable to conceal the jealousy on her face.
Ah Man had to admit that Zhao Xuan's taste was indeed not bad. Compared to ordinary human women, Ah Man's figure was much more outstanding.
She was like a crane in a flock of chickens.
"Forget it, I'll break your legs as well, otherwise, it won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart." Song Qinger sneered.
Ah Man was still looking at her expressionlessly, her eyes were sizing up the several servants behind her.
She was thinking of how to solve this problem today. If they were outside the Barbarian God Sect, she would definitely think of a way to kill Song Qinger.
But inside the Barbarian God Sect, even if her Master was here, she couldn't kill Song Qinger.
"Hehe, stop looking, I know your Master left the Barbarian God Sect this morning, heading out to the outside world in search of medicinal herbs."
"It'll take at least ten days to half a month to return. Who can protect you now? "
"You are only at the Third Realm. The two servants behind me are both at the Fourth Realm."
"If you're smart, then don't resist. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead. The servants by my side haven't tasted the barbarian princess yet."
Song Qinger did not see the slightest trace of panic or fear on Ah Man's face. Feeling even more furious, she could not help but threaten with a cold smile.
Ah Man continued to look at her expressionlessly as she thought of a countermeasure.
If it was anyone else, they would have panicked by now, but she didn't.
No matter what, the most Song Qinger could do was humiliate her, but she wouldn't dare to kill her in broad daylight within the Barbarian God Sect.
However, Song Qinger's father was a great cultivator at the seventh level.
The Barbarian God Sect was one of the most powerful forces on this mainland.
Other than the peak masters, there was also the unfathomable Sect Chief, Grand Elders, and others.
It was said that there was a super expert who was close to entering the ninth level, comparable to the barbarian race's Barbarian God.
Therefore, it was hard to say what kind of powerful secret treasures Song Qinger had. For safety's sake, Ah Man did not want to make a move on her.
"If you really have the ability, then kill me. I don't believe your father can do as he pleases in the Barbarian God Sect."
Ah Man opened her mouth at this moment. Her tone was frosty, like a spring of ice falling on a jade plate, carrying a shocking chill.
"Hehe, indeed, I don't dare to kill you, but I have plenty of ways to destroy you."
"The barbarian race's current situation isn't good. You also know that my father is the Peak Master of the Barbarian God Sect, he has many friends. Just casually find a few of them and they can easily destroy several barbarian tribes."
"If you know what's good for you, then listen to me. You can't win against me."
Song Qinger was still sneering. Seeing the anger flashing across Ah Man's face, she felt even better.
"Song Qinger, you're really despicable and shameless …"
"I have no enmity with you, why do you target me at every turn?"
Anger surfaced on Ah Man's face, her hands clenched into fists as if she hated Song Qinger to the core.
"Who asked you to have such a beautiful face, even attracting the admiration of my sweetheart? Tell me, can you blame me for this?"
Finally, Song Qinger saw a look of helplessness and anger on Ah Man's face.
Song Qinger was inwardly delighted, wearing a haughty smile on her face as she said, "If you know what's good for you, then don't try to resist, maybe you can relax a little later …"
"Is that so?"
But before she could finish, Ah Man cut her off. The anger on her face was swept away, leaving only indifference.
"You …"
Song Qinger's face tightened, suddenly realizing something was wrong. Her throat became itchy, as if there were thousands of centipedes crawling inside.
She reached out, grabbing her own neck, wanting to vomit.
But this feeling did not lessen, instead, it became more serious.
So much so that she began to scratch her throat with her fingernails. Her skin was torn apart.
Her eyes were bulging out, making her look like a malicious spirit.
Apart from her, the servants beside her were also affected, rolling on the ground in incomparable pain.
"This is a kind of poison I researched. It's called Throat Breaking Incense. Earlier, when you were speaking, you inhaled it."
"Without my antidote, you will continue to tear at your own throat like you did earlier."
"Until you tear out your own throat. You can try to find your father, see if he has a way … "
"But, you must guarantee that you will be able to leave this place alive."
Ah Man's indifferent words sounded. Her exquisite and beautiful face was filled with coldness.
She was actually gambling, gambling that Song Qinger was afraid of death, and would not dare to play around with her own life.
As she spoke, she tossed a white porcelain bottle to Song Qinger.
Song Qinger's expression was sinister, and she was in so much pain that she wished she was dead. At that moment, she did not care about anything else, and immediately poured out a small pill from the bottle and swallowed it. Only then did she feel the frightening itch disappear.
She felt as if she had just survived a calamity.
"Don't blame me for being vicious. You wanted to destroy me, so how could I possibly resign myself to death?"
"You can go and find your father to deal with me after this. But, rest assured, you will only end up dying an even more unsightly death than me. You will not be able to obtain a second antidote. "
"I only wanted to cultivate peacefully. It was you who disturbed me time and time again. If you truly wish to die, I have a hundred different ways to kill you. "
She looked at Song Qinger, who was lying on the ground, her face pale with fear, and gasping for breath.
Ah Man walked over and crouched down before her. Then, she extended her hand and grabbed her hair. Her calm face contained a bone-chilling coldness.
"You … please spare me. I won't dare to do this again … I won't dare to do this again …"
In the end, Song Qinger had grown up in a greenhouse. At that moment, her expression was filled with fear.
She had never experienced something like this before. She hurriedly agreed, fearing that she would be too slow.
"Take your people and scram."
"While you're at it, remember to restore the medicinal field that you destroyed."
Ah Man released her hair and spoke coldly. She did not feel the slightest bit of sympathy from Song Qinger's terrified appearance.
If this was outside, the current Song Qinger would already be a corpse.
Then, seeing Song Qinger and the servants who had taken the antidote leave in a hurry, Ah Man breathed a sigh of relief.
However, looking at the destroyed pots of medicinal herbs in the surroundings, she frowned and felt somewhat helpless.
She could only use this method to intimidate Song Qinger.
It was all thanks to the tribe's grandfather who was proficient in all kinds of medicinal knowledge.
Ah Man had been taught by him since she was young and was extremely proficient in the combination of medicinal properties of various medicinal herbs. Her attainments in making poisons were extraordinary.
"Who is it?"
However, when Ah Man returned to the courtyard, her expression suddenly became vigilant as she stared at the closed door.
"Not bad indeed."
The next moment, a clear and gentle male voice sounded.
The courtyard seemed to have entered a strange state. The wind, time, and space seemed to have frozen.
The door opened by itself. A young man wearing simple green silk clothes appeared.
At that moment, the world seemed to have stopped moving because of his existence.
"Who are you?"
Ah Man's pupils constricted. She had never seen such a strange and shocking scene. Huge waves surged in her heart.
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