I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 841: A world where humans and barbarians coexist, barbarian princess Barbara

Similarly, the practitioners cultivate by absorbing mist and refining essence to transform into divine beings capable of traversing the skies, moving mountains, and boiling seas.

They establish sects and schools in cities and mountains, spreading their influence. However, in this world, for several million years, no new Barbarian God had appeared.

Since the disappearance of the previous Barbarian God, the entire barbarian world had been dramatically affected, and the strongest among them was far from reaching the realm of the Barbarian God, leaving it a distant goal.

Contrarily, the human race practicing Dao-building experts methods had grown increasingly robust and unaffected by these changes. The region once known as the human race was gradually occupying the Barbarian God Continent, and the ancient barbarian tribes had hidden in the deep forests and mountains.

As the barbarian tribes decline, they slowly fade from the view of this world and have long lost their former glory. While the immortal path thrives like an immortal sun illuminating the vast sky, the cultivation methods of the barbarian tribes had gradually become obscure side paths. Even quite a few barbarians had switched to practicing Dao-building experts methods.

The Barbarian God Sect was a powerful sect jointly founded by barbarians and human cultivators, making it one of the most potent forces in this world. Within the denomination, there were not only powerful barbarians who worship the Barbarian God and communicate with totems but also human cultivators practicing Dao-building experts methods.

Endless mountain ranges stretch without end, shrouded in mist, with palaces and pavilions hidden within. Birds are singing, divine lights are disappearing, and cultivators are traversing the rainbow.

Many humans and barbarians, eager to join the Barbarian God Sect, spare no effort or expense. The sect only accepts less than a thousand disciples each year, yet countless figures continue to line up outside the mountain gate, hoping for a chance.

As long as I secure a top-three position in the intra-peak competition this month, I can obtain a Sun-Seizing Flower with an age of eighty thousand years. With the Candle Yin mental method, I can break through the fourth level of the Barbarian Art

After breaking through the fourth level of the Barbarian Art, even cultivators in the God Realm, who have entered the fourth stage, wont be my opponents.

At this moment, in a relatively quiet mountain peak within the Barbarian God Sect, a young girl was whispering to herself.

She looks young, wearing the attire of an inner disciple of the Barbarian God Sect. Despite appearing only fifteen or sixteen, her facial features were lovely.

With luminous eyes, bright and large, featuring some distinctive traits of the barbarian race, a particularly high and straight nose, and exceptionally fair skin, her gaze appears much deeper than that of an average person. Her physique was equally striking, with long and slender legs, appearing robust and agile, reminiscent of a sleek cheetah.

Moreover, her expression carries extraordinary resilience and self-confidence, far beyond the ordinary. The girls name was Barbara, hailing from an ancient barbarian tribe nestled within the vast mountain ranges. It is the largest surviving barbarian tribe in this world, ruled by her father, the tribal chief, who governs tens of thousands of tribal members.

As the most talented prodigy within the tribe, she had been heavily relied upon since childhood, hoping to lead her people and the entire barbarian race to rise once again, restoring the former glory of the barbarian tribe.

Barbara had indeed lived up to these expectations, entering the Barbarian God Sect through her efforts and innate talents and becoming an inner disciple of the sect.

Even among the many geniuses in the Barbarian God Sect, she stands out, showing no inferiority compared to other outstanding talents.

In numerous previous intra-peak competitions, she achieved commendable rankings. This time, her goal was to secure a position within the top three, as one of the rewards is the Sun-Seizing Flower, with an age of eighty thousand years, a rare treasure born in perilous volcanic craters containing the power of extreme yang. It requires a formidable cultivator to harvest.

In everyday life, such a treasure was rarely seen by the public. Barbara needs this eighty-thousand-year Sun-Seizing Flower to compliment her Candle Yin mental method, aiding her in breaking through the fourth layer of the Barbarian Art.

The Barbarian Art was a formidable technique passed down through generations in their tribe, enabling the practitioner to tap into the power of the barbarian god in heaven and earth.

Upon reaching the ninth layer, one could even condense the proper form of the barbarian god and become a god. However, for millions of years, no one has been able to cultivate the ninth layer. Even Barbaras father, the tribes chief, only reached the sixth layer and found it difficult to make further progress. There was no hope of getting the next layer in this lifetime.

At a young age, Barbara had already broken through the third layer and was now on the verge of breaking through the fourth layer. She was undoubtedly the fastest cultivator in the tribe for thousands of years. Therefore, she embodies the hopes of the entire tribe.

To safeguard the tribe, I must break through to the sixth layer of the Barbarians Art before the age of twenty. Otherwise, my father will not be at ease to search for the barbarian god

The tribe will eventually be swallowed by other forces. Our people will be enslaved and oppressed

Speaking softly to herself, Barbaras eyes are filled with determination.

According to the traditions of the barbarian tribe, if the tribal chief had not broken through to the seventh layer of the Barbarians Art before the age of fifty, it means there is essentially no hope for advancement in this lifetime.

In the days to come, vitality would gradually wane, succumbing to the passage of time. Many chieftains of the barbarian tribes embarked on a journey to seek the Barbarian God when they reached a certain age.

And naturally, this Destiny befell upon the father of Barbara, who was now forty-six years old. According to tradition and rules, in another four years, he would leave the tribe to search for the Barbarian God, bringing hope to the numerous barbarian tribes.

So, I must become a true disciple of the Barbarian God Sect before that. The sects scripture repository contains many ancient texts related to the barbarian tribes, and perhaps, there might be clues about the disappearance of the Barbarian God.

And, my grandfather is getting old. I must find the God-viewing Grass to cure his long standing ailment and extend his life.

As Barbara contemplated these thoughts, her small hands couldnt help but clench, feeling the urgency of time. Despite her diligent cultivation since joining the Barbarian God Sect, trouble still found her.

As the princess of the barbarian tribe, Barbara became the target of unwanted attention, not only due to her status but also because of her striking beauty. The son of a peak master in the Barbarian God Sect had set his sights on her and continuously sought her affection. Simultaneously, this romantic pursuit had stirred discontent in the childhood friend of the peak masters son.

In the past few days, this situation had led to multiple confrontations. Things might not have been resolved so quickly if it werent for her current mentors intervention. However, fate had a twist in store for her this morning.

Her mentor had to leave the mountain to gather crucial ingredients for a special elixir. Consequently, Barbara was left alone on the vast mountain peak, and it seemed some peak masters were not pleased with her mentors solitary occupation of the resources.

I hope that Song Qinger wont come looking for trouble these next few days. Even if shes the daughter of a peak master

Barbara, born and raised in the wilderness of the barbarian tribe, was not one to be trifled with, having been accustomed to the harsh realities of life. The repeated provocations and insults from Song Qinger had kindled a fierce fire within her.

However, just as Barbara uttered those words, a sudden commotion and the sound of things being smashed emanated from outside the courtyard. Her expression darkened, and with furrowed brows, she briskly pushed the door open.