Chapter 1209
Chapter 1209: Are you also a vulgar person? Her heart is already cold
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, Barbara, despite her early wisdom and maturity, appeared noticeably more composed than her peers.
However, she needed to be more informed about her prevailing emotions and their significance.
During her cultivation, unwarranted distractions plagued Barbara’s mind, with the spirit of her predecessors would appear involuntarily.
Initially, she attributed this to her deep admiration for their terrible strength. Unexpectedly, it induced a warmth in her face and a prolonged difficulty settling her emotions.
Remarkably, their companions spanned just a few days, with minimal conversation exchanged. Nevertheless, Barbara sensed an inexplicable attraction to Gu Changge, finding herself drawn to him. Especially in his presence, her heart raced, possibly influenced by the demonic essence they both possessed.
Whether their shared demonic hearts or an affinity for beauty prompted her emotions, Barbara pondered the complexity of her feelings. She noted Gu Changge’s flawless appearance despite his apparent age in his twenties.
In a moment of mediation, Barbara questioned herself, “Does this make me a commonplace person?”
Eventually, her tumultuous emotions settled. Her focus returned to the breakthrough she achieved, ascending three realms with the aid of the precious cauldron blood—an accomplishment deemed unimaginable.
Facing her Master, a sixth-realm powerhouse, Barbara felt a.s.sured of her capabilities without resorting to deception. Furthermore, she harbored confidence in reaching the sixth realm upon her Master’s return to the mountain.
With a speed that once seemed unimaginable, Barbara now regarded her recent achievements as easily attainable, akin to a dream. Upon returning to her residence, she promptly changed her attire and carefully stored the moon-white coat bestowed by Gu Changge.
Intending to wash it before returning it, Barbara was concerned that its prior contact with her body might cause discomfort for Gu Changge, known for his pristine appearance.
Gu Changge remained elusive in the ensuing days, leaving Barbara initially perplexed. However, as she immersed herself in cultivation, the absence became less unsettling. She gradually found tranquility in her routine glances into the courtyard, focusing wholeheartedly on her cultivation.
During this time, Barbara utilized a previously administered poison on Song Qing’er, providing the antidote as a pretext to inquire about the destiny cards of various peak elders.
Song Qing’er, having grown up sheltered, readily cooperated, attaching great importance to her own life. Barbara successfully obtained valuable information, prompting her confusion.
Having always been aware of life cards held by the Barbarian G.o.d Sect’s elders, Barbara understood their function in notifying immediate news of an elder’s demise.
However, she also knew that these cards provided no details about the circ.u.mstances surrounding the death. Despite her meticulous erasure of evidence after killing her Master, the Barbarian G.o.d Sect seemingly acquired information about the incident.
Puzzled by this revelation, Barbara contemplated an alternative explanation for the sect’s knowledge.
For instance, could someone else have been privy to the fact that she killed her Master and then informed the Barbarian G.o.d Sect?
Contrary to the future screen, the destruction of the clan supporting her happened shortly after her father left the tribe, not immediately following her act of killing her Master.
A chilling realization struck Barbara, prompting her to consider the possibility that she had confided in someone about her actions. That person had betrayed her trust by divulging the information to the Barbarian G.o.d Sect.
A shiver ran down Barbara’s spine as she contemplated the most unsettling possibility. Given her nature, she would have only shared such sensitive information with those closest and most trustworthy, perhaps her father or grandfather.
Father… Grandpa.
Barbara mused, weighing the potential culprits. However, she realized that her father ultimately met his demise at her grandfather’s hands, raising the unsettling likelihood that her grandfather, the one she trusted most, might have been the informant.
Barbara’s gaze turned icy as she connected the dots. Her grandfather, the person she believed to be the epitome of trust, had not only orchestrated her father’s death but had also betrayed the tribe by collaborating with the Barbarian G.o.d Sect.
Having pieced together these revelations, Barbara’s heart hardened. With the imminent return of her Master, she resolved to prepare a significant gift for him. Beyond seeking retribution against her grandfather, she vowed not to let the Barbarian G.o.d Sect escape consequences.
Without Gu Changge, the tribe supporting her would have faced destruction at the hands of the Barbarian G.o.d Sect, sparing no one, including the vulnerable young and elderly.
At noon the following day, divine light descended from the mountain’s exterior.
A pale, bloodless middle-aged man emerged, seemingly frail and lacking vitality. Clad in a Confucian shirt, his hollow eye sockets suggested a profound depletion of energy and blood.
Upon returning to the mountain peak, the middle-aged man closed his eyes, sensing the familiar aura of the place. Detecting no intruders, he nodded and proceeded towards his courtyard.
Barbara…
Noticing the slightly chaotic state of the nearby medicine field, the middle-aged man furrowed his brow and called out.
Master…
Master, you’re back!
Startled, Barbara, as if realizing his presence, hurriedly approached from her courtyard, wearing a surprised expression.
The middle-aged man observed Barbara, nodded, and inquired, “What happened to my medicine fields?”
Barbara, visibly anxious, explained, “Master, on the day you departed, Song Qing’er came and caused trouble for my disciple again. She had people destroy the medicine fields. I’ve been trying to find a solution these past few days…”
Impatiently waving his hand, the middle-aged man dismissed the details, saying, “Understood, you only bring trouble to your teacher.”
He knew of Song Qing’er’s previous disturbance and Barbara’s response to protect her cultivation.
Unperturbed by the explanation, he downplayed the significance, knowing that the fields didn’t contain any particularly precious medicinal materials.
As a teacher, I need to refine an elixir; it may take four or five days…
Indifferently stating this, the middle-aged man paused, sensing something that brought a trace of happiness to his expression.
Master, it seems your cultivation has greatly improved?
Unable to accurately gauge Barbara’s strength due to the different cultivation systems, the middle-aged man remained silent but appeared somewhat pleased. Barbara, seizing the opportunity, shared, “To be honest, Master, last night, your disciple broke through to the third realm.”
A genuine smile adorned Barbara’s face, reflecting joy and excitement. The middle-aged man, pleased with the news, responded, “Good, good, good… As expected of a commendable disciple. Take this pill; it’s a gift from your teacher.”
Upon receiving the confirmation, the middle-aged man couldn’t contain his delight, displaying a pleased smile. He then retrieved a bottle of elixir and tossed it to Barbara.
“Thank you, Master,” Barbara expressed grat.i.tude outwardly, all the while aware of the actual effects of the pills. Continued consumption would render her a puppet under the control of the middle-aged man.
“Very good, very soon,” the middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, his gaze revealing a hint of greed and desire as he turned and departed.
Barbara kept her head bowed, not lifting her gaze. Once the middle-aged man vanished from sight, a coldness filled her eyes. Despite possessing the cultivation base of the sixth realm, she opted to bide her time, waiting for a 100% chance.
If you enjoy using alchemy to harm, then you shall experience it this time.
Barbara’s eyes harbored intense killing intent as she meticulously planned her revenge.
Having quietly added a carefully crafted powder to the materials prepared by the middle-aged man for his elixir, Barbara ensured it had no discernible scent.
Even if they counteracted each other, the mixture would create confusion about the elixir’s efficacy, leading to unexpected consequences.
The middle-aged man’s purpose for venturing out was to secure a precious material, as the cost of the elixir he intended to refine was exorbitant, promising significant enhancement to a cultivator’s blood.
Reluctant to have Barbara test the pill, he went out in search of the material.
In the end, when he consumed the drug, the sudden chaotic aura caused the rupture of his internal organs, leading to instant death. Barbara’s revenge had been executed with meticulous precision.