A gift returned ten thousandfold: I am the number one licker in all realms!

After Luo Xing's battle with the savage leader ended, the entire savage tribe fell into a brief silence.

Everyone was shocked by the battle, especially when Luo Xing displayed the power of the Barbarian God, as if they were witnessing the legendary Barbarian God reappear.

Although the savage leader was defeated, he was not discouraged. Instead, he looked at Luo Xing with a face full of relief, as if he saw the future hope of the tribe.

"My Lord Barbarian God, you have indeed lived up to our expectations."

The savage leader slowly walked up to Luo Xing and bowed deeply.

"From now on, you are our tribe's leader, and we are willing to follow you to restore the glory of the barbarian god."

Luo Xing quickly waved his hand and said with a wry smile:

"Senior, you flatter me. I only won by luck. How could I dare to be a leader? Besides, I have my own things to do and I'm afraid I can't stay in the tribe."

The savage leader frowned slightly upon hearing this, but quickly relaxed. He glanced at Lily standing to the side, a sly glint in his eyes:

“In that case, why not let Lily accompany you to Zhongzhou for training? She is the most outstanding young woman in our tribe, and with her by your side, she can provide you with some assistance.”

Luo Xing was taken aback, and before he could speak, Feng Qing'er couldn't hold back any longer. She glanced coldly at the savage leader, her tone laced with sarcasm: "Your tribe has quite a few rules. If you lose a battle, you have to marry off your daughter. Now you want her to come with us? You've really got a good plan."

The savage leader was not angry; instead, he laughed heartily.

“What this young lady said is right; our tribe does indeed have such a rule.”

However, sending Lily to follow the Barbarian is also for her future. After all, the Barbarian's power is so immense; if Lily can learn even a little from him, it will be of great benefit to our tribe.”

Feng Qing'er snorted coldly and fell silent, but her displeasure was evident in her eyes. Luo Xing felt a pang of helplessness. He knew that Feng Qing'er was always proud and arrogant, and extremely averse to being forced into such situations. However, he couldn't directly refuse the savage leader's proposal; after all, the other party had already yielded, and further refusal would likely offend her.

Just as Luo Xing hesitated, Lily stepped forward and said softly:

"My Lord Barbarian God, I am willing to follow you to the Central Plains for training. No matter what dangers lie ahead, I will not back down."

Luo Xing looked at Lily and saw the determination and expectation in her eyes. His heart softened, and he finally nodded: "Alright, then you can come with us. However, Zhongzhou is fraught with danger, so you need to be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, Lily's face immediately lit up with a joyful smile: "Thank you, Lord Barbarian, I will definitely strive harder!"

Feng Qing'er snorted coldly at the scene and left, no longer wanting to pay attention to Luo Xing.

Luo Xing knew she was angry, so he quickly chased after her and explained in a low voice, "Qing'er, don't be angry. I had no choice. After all, this is their territory, and we can't be too forceful."

Feng Qing'er stopped and gave Luo Xing a cold look: "You're always like this, too soft-hearted. They obviously want to use you, but you still foolishly agreed. Taking her along will only drag us down."

Luo Xing smiled wryly and said, "I know you mean well, but Lily is, after all, a princess of a savage tribe. If we refuse her directly, it might cause unnecessary trouble."

Besides, she's quite capable; she might actually be able to help us.

Feng Qing'er snorted coldly: "Whatever, you won't listen to anything I say anyway."

Feng Qing'er didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Luo Xing sighed helplessly, "Why is this woman like this..."

"Alright, let's go."

Lily nodded and obediently followed behind Luo Xing. The three of them left the savage tribe and continued their journey towards Zhongzhou.

After leaving the savage tribe, the three headed east towards the Central Plains.

Zhongzhou is the central region of this continent, a place where countless powerful individuals and forces gather, and also a place where various opportunities and dangers coexist.

Luo Xing's purpose in this trip is to search for a spiritual herb called "Heavenly Spirit Grass," which is said to be able to help him further awaken the power of the Barbarian God.

However, Zhongzhou Road is not easy to walk on...

The three had barely stepped onto the border of Zhongzhou when they encountered a group of bandits. These bandits were quite powerful, and their leader was a burly man with a face full of scars, wielding a huge cleaver and looking ferocious.

"Damn it, trouble is brewing again. The Central Plains is really not peaceful!"

"Halt! This road is mine, these trees are mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll!" the burly man shouted, brandishing his machete.

Luo Xing frowned, stepped forward and said, "Brother, we're just passing by and we don't have anything valuable on us. Please do us a favor."

The burly man sneered:

"Enough with the nonsense! Judging by your attire, you're no ordinary people. Hand over your treasures now, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Feng Qing'er's eyes. Already in a bad mood, she was now provoked by these bandits, and her anger flared instantly: "You're asking for death!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already dashed out like a ghost. A longsword gleaming with a cold light appeared in her hand, its blade flashing like a rainbow, instantly knocking several bandits to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the burly man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly brandished his machete to meet him.

However, his strength was far inferior to Feng Qing'er's. In just a few rounds, Feng Qing'er knocked his weapon away with a single sword strike and kicked him to the ground.

"Get out!" Feng Qing'er said coldly.

The burly man was so frightened that he wet himself and hurriedly led his men to flee. Luo Xing watched Feng Qing'er's retreating figure, feeling a sense of helplessness. He knew that Feng Qing'er was venting her dissatisfaction, but he couldn't say anything and could only silently follow behind.

Over the next few days, the three continued their journey, encountering numerous troubles along the way. They faced highway robbers and ferocious monsters, but they dealt with them all one by one.

Although Lily is young, her strength should not be underestimated. Especially when facing demonic beasts, she displays amazing combat talent and even saves Luo Xing and Feng Qing'er several times.

On one occasion, the three encountered an extremely powerful seventh-tier demonic beast—the Flaming Lion King. This lion king was engulfed in raging flames, and the flames it breathed were enough to burn a small mountain to ashes. Luo Xing and Feng Qing'er joined forces to fight it, but they were still suppressed by the lion king and forced to retreat steadily.

At the critical moment, Lily suddenly rushed out. In her hand appeared a longbow formed from the power of the primal god. With a pull of the bowstring, a golden arrow shot out instantly, piercing directly through the lion king's head.

The lion king let out a shrill scream, and its massive body crashed to the ground. Luo Xing and Feng Qing'er were both stunned; they hadn't expected Lily to possess such extraordinary strength.

"How...how did you do that?" Luo Xing asked in surprise.

Lily smiled slightly and said softly, "This is a secret technique of our tribe, which can only be used by those who possess the power of the barbarian god. I only just mastered it myself."

Upon hearing this, a complex expression flashed in Feng Qing'er's eyes. She looked at Lily, then at Luo Xing, and a strange emotion suddenly welled up in her heart.

She knew that Lily's strength was already considerable, and if things continued like this, Luo Xing might start to look at her differently.

That night, the three found a cave to rest in. Luo Xing and Lily sat by the fire, chatting about the battle they had fought that day. Feng Qing'er sat alone to the side, silently polishing her longsword.

"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Luo Xing noticed Feng Qing'er's unusual behavior and went over to ask.

Feng Qing'er raised her head and gave Luo Xing a cold look: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."