I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 1079 - 399: Training Barbarian Slave—I’m a Professional! (Part 2)

But the problem is, Chu Heng is already dead. Who else could have such great powers?

Seeing someone coming in, the Barbarian Tribe woman gazed blankly, without any reaction.

They knew in their hearts that from the moment they fell into the hands of the Human Race, their fate was already sealed.

Xu Lin looked at the short and fat man beside him and said, "Ask them, who is behind this? What is the purpose of infiltrating Great Yuan?"

Upon learning that the Southern Border disturbances were related to the Barbarians, he specially brought along an adjutant who understood foreign languages.

"Qika, Su Wenximala?"

Zhu Junzhe verbatim translated Xu Lin's words.

After hearing the words, the Barbarian Tribe people showed slightly loosened expressions, yet still kept their heads down in silence.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.

He knew it was the Qi Family orchestrating things behind the scenes, planning to send Barbarian Slaves into the Capital City, and then controlling important ministers of the court through Heart Devouring Poisonous Insects, thus indirectly controlling the political situation.

But what is the purpose of the Barbarian Tribe?

No benefits would stir one from bed early; what gains does Wu Ge find worth risking so much for?

According to Qi Ye, initially they were working for Chu Heng. Ever since the Barbarian Tribe connected with Prince Yu Mansion, the Emperor issued the Ceasefire Decree. As long as the Barbarian Tribe did not invade, the Great Yuan Army would not actively conquer the Southern Wilderness.

On the surface, it seems to be cease fighting as soldiers remain peaceful, care for the military and appease troops, but the timing is too coincidental.

It happened precisely when the Human Race held the upper hand and was set to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. The hidden reasons are hard not to ponder.

Although this decree for Chu Yanli seems empty, others dare not disobey, signifying she cannot raise troops in large scale, which counts as giving the Barbarian Tribe a chance to catch a breath.

This time, it was a private collaboration between the Qi Family and the Bone Erosion Tribe.

The Qi Family promised that once the court is controlled, the Dragon Vein acquired, the borders would gradually be opened, establishing trade markets to exchange Great Yuan's silk, tea, and ironware for horses and medicine, promoting deep fusion of the two races.

When time is ripe, even part of Nantu State would be allocated for the Barbarian Tribe to reside...

"The skill of painting a pretty picture is indeed superb."

"Even if Wu Ge is brainless, it's impossible to believe such nonsense; there must be hidden agendas."

Chen Mo glanced over the faces full of exotic charm. Obviously, the answer lies with these Barbarian Slaves.

Seeing their reluctance to speak, Xu Lin became impatient, coldly snorting: "If they won't drink a toast, they'll drink punishment. Come, kill five to liven things up, then this officer will take his time dealing with the rest!"

Clang—

The prison guard drew his waist knife and strode forward.

Seeing this, the Barbarian Slaves' expressions finally changed, as the instinctive fear of death gripped them.

One glanced subtly towards the adjacent side, lips moved, but eventually said nothing, silently closing her eyes.

Only to see the corner of the adjacent cell, a short-haired woman sat cross-legged against the wall, eyes slightly closed, seemingly in a meditative state.

When the prison guard raised the long knife high, the blade's reflected light shone on her face, clearly marking a sarcastic cold smile.

Chen Mo caught sight of it and spoke up: "Wait."

The prison guard halted his action, somewhat hesitating.

Xu Lin whispered, "Did Mr. Chen see something?"

He had personally witnessed Chen Mo interrogate Chu Heng, aware of how bizarre this person's methods were.

Chen Mo shook his head: "Not really, I just heard training Barbarian Slaves is quite an experience, enchanting to the bone, irresistible, killing them would be a shame."

?

Xu Lin's eyelids twitched, forcing a smile: "Hehe, Mr. Chen certainly has refined tastes, shall I let others stand aside?"

"No need, having a crowd is more thrilling." Chen Mo said indifferently.

Xu Lin: "..."

Behind them, everyone bowed their heads in unison, pretending not to hear.

Chen Mo entered the adjacent cell, standing before the short-haired woman, curiously asked: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the leader, right? What's your name?"

"Kachupasha?" Zhu Junzhe followed translating his words.

The short-haired woman ignored him, unmoved.

"Not bad, I like it, hard bones taste better." Chen Mo raised his hand, flicked two streams of energy, transforming into sharp blades piercing through her palms, pinning her directly against the wall.

Buzz—

Xuanling Flying Knife appeared out of thin air, spiraling and dancing.

Under Chen Mo's control, the keen knife blade cut open her clothes, revealing the wheat-colored tight skin and deep crevices inside, swiping over the flat stomach, drilling downward...

The short-haired woman's body finally trembled.

She slowly raised her head, unveiling a face full of heroic spirit, mint green eyes fixedly staring at Chen Mo, "Sikala Masha, Kuya!"

Zhu Junzhe translated: "She said kill her if you dare, corrupt official."

Chen Mo chuckled, shaking his head: "You schemed hard to infiltrate Great Yuan just to sell your body, anyone could play, what's with pretending as a chaste martyr?"

Hearing this, anger flashed in the short-haired woman's eyes but was ultimately suppressed, replaced with a scornful expression, "Then go ahead, filthy Human Race... your puny and frail body won't bring me any feeling..."

Zhu Junzhe instantaneously translated: "She said you're short and weak, can't satiate her, like a toothpick stirring a water tank."

Chen Mo irritably said: "I understood this part, no need for such detailed translation."

Pfft!

The short-haired woman spat disdainfully, "Do as you wish, I won't reveal any information to you!"

Her accent, though somewhat awkward, was indeed the official Great Yuan dialect, simple communication should not be an issue.

"You even know idioms? Seems you've worked hard in this area." Chen Mo smiled teasingly, saying: "But you misunderstood, I don't need to torture you, as long as I ascertain you can understand my words."

"Hmm?"

The short-haired woman yet to react suddenly saw seven-colored rays emanating from Chen Mo's forehead, forming a colorful vortex like a storm, directly infusing into her Spirit Platform!

Instantly shattering reason!

The woman's expression stiffened abruptly, eyes gradually turning from disdain to fear, muttering: "Kalin..."

Chen Mo frowned: "What does she mean?"

Zhu Junzhe recovered, explaining: "Kalin is the god believed by the Barbarian Tribe's Bone Erosion Tribe, wolf-headed and human-bodied with wings, protector of the whole tribe... this woman seems to assume you to be the manifestation of the deity?"

"I see."

Chen Mo had enhanced her fear and awe through Seven Emotions Illusion Realm, unexpectedly achieving such effect.

"Coincidentally, pretending to be a shaman is my forte."

He mobilized the Dharma Image, twisting the magnetic field, under everyone's shocked gaze, actually transforming into a ferocious wolf head!

At the same time, his wings slowly extended behind him, dense feathers reflecting metallic luster!

Appearing terrifyingly fierce!

"Does this form look close enough?" Chen Mo inquired.

Zhu Junzhe struggled to swallow saliva, replied with difficulty: "Roughly, nearly..."

All the Barbarian Tribe stood frozen on the spot, incredulously staring at him.

The short-haired woman completely lost control, with a "thud" knelt on the ground, her forehead vigorously banging against the floor, constantly chanting "Kalin."

The other Barbarian Tribe regained their senses, kneeling down in a wave, the chanting resounded through the cell, some even dragged chains to him, devoutly licking his shoe soles.

The scene possessed an indescribable eeriness!

Not only the prison staff nearby were stunned, but they dimly uttered: "What technique is this, Mr. Chen?"

Xu Lin expelled a turbid breath, exclaimed: "This is what you call professional!"

Chen Mo stared at the short-haired woman and said: "Enough, stop kneeling, communicate with me in Great Yuan language, what is Wu Ge's purpose in sending you to the Capital City?"

The short-haired woman gazed adoringly at him, forehead bloodstained, fanatically replied: "Lord Wu Ge following your guide, had us infiltrate those corrupt officials, collecting intelligence as much as possible..."

Chen Mo pursued: "Is there anything else?"

The short-haired woman showed her menacing teeth, grinned grimly: "When time is ripe, unleash the blood haze, polluting the whole Capital City!"

"What?!"

Chen Mo's pupils contracted sharply!