Where Is My Highland Bloodline?

"Uncle Da Zhuang, please go call the Witch Doctor Master. He can tell whether I'm some evil presence."

The suggestion moved Da Zhuang. He immediately shouted loudly, telling the others to fetch the tribe's witch.

In the wilderness, beasts prowled everywhere, and this world held even stranger horrors. Yet since barbarian villages could put down roots in such perilous lands, they naturally possessed some means of survival.

The witch, worshipped by the tribespeople, was one such capable figure. The reason Lu Chen had been able to destroy the White Wanderer-level Evil Soul possessing his body last night was inseparable from the vigorous blood and qi of the barbarian youth Chen—but the witch's bowl of hot soup had also played a crucial role.

Thus, having the witch examine him would authoritatively resolve Lu Chen's problem.

Of course, the witch might also detect that something was wrong with Lu Chen's body. After all, Lu Chen had crossed over from another world.

Lu Chen was not worried about that. He had already encountered the witch last night. If the witch had truly noticed anything amiss, he would have acted then.

He couldn't tell last night. After a night of fusion, I've completely absorbed the barbarian youth Chen's soul. It'll be even more impossible for him to notice now.

Since he was not worried about the witch discovering him, and feared only being killed as a possessing evil ghost, Lu Chen naturally wanted Uncle Da Zhuang to summon the witch.

What gave Lu Chen a headache, however, was that even after calling out, Da Zhuang still stood guard at the door, showing no intention of tossing over the venison.

"Uncle Da Shi, I really can't hold on much longer. Even if I am an evil ghost, half a deer leg won't be enough for me to transform successfully. Toss the meat over—it'll be completely fine."

His words did not shake Da Zhuang in the slightest. Clearly, the humans of this world were deeply wary of evil ghosts and similar things.

And Lu Chen right now truly looked like a starving ghost reborn, making him impossible not to guard against.

Seeing this, Lu Chen spoke in an exceedingly feeble voice. "Sigh, it seems you don't believe me, Uncle Da Zhuang. I don't blame you. The Witch Doctor Master has repeatedly said not to believe an evil ghost's words. There's nothing wrong with that."

"I only hope that after I die, Uncle Da Zhuang, you'll bury me with my parents. Once I leave this world, at least I can be reunited with them."

"Dad, Mom, I'm coming to find you!"

After saying that, Lu Chen no longer asked Uncle Da Shi for food. He simply closed his eyes, looking as though he were waiting for death.

Naturally, this did not mean Lu Chen had given up. He was advancing by retreating, hoping to stir the softest part of Uncle Da Zhuang's heart.

Of course, Lu Chen dared do this because the barbarian youth Chen had been very close to Da Zhuang. That A'Chen had been practically half a son to Uncle Da Zhuang, and Lu Chen believed Uncle Da Zhuang would not stand by and watch him die.

And reality did not disappoint Lu Chen.

It had to be said that while the physical constitution of people in another world might indeed surpass that of the modern era, the people here were far simpler. How could they possibly compare with modern society in scheming?

Watching Lu Chen weakly await death, the barbarian named Da Shi finally softened. He remembered the days when he had hunted shoulder to shoulder with A'Chen's father, and he also recalled how A'Chen's father had entrusted his child to him before dying.

"Da Zhuang, I'll leave our boy in your care from now on..."

"I'll take good care of him. I'll raise him like my own son. Rest easy!"

The wilderness was dangerous, and in recent years, strange incidents had occurred one after another.

But in such dangerous times, the friendship between the village warriors only became more unbreakable. After all, those were bonds forged by entrusting one's life to another.

And that was why Da Zhuang could not watch Lu Chen die miserably before his eyes.

"Sigh!"

After letting out a sigh, the tall barbarian named Da Zhuang finally tossed the Deer Leg toward Lu Chen.

"Just as A'Chen said, it's only half a Deer Leg. Even if A'Chen has turned into a vicious ghost, what could absorbing one more Deer Leg possibly do?"

He had been persuaded by Lu Chen. As for Lu Chen, when he saw the bloody Deer Leg before him, still smeared with dirt, he felt not the slightest disgust. He pounced on it, sucking the blood and gnawing the raw flesh.

All that could be said was that people could do many things to stay alive.

And as he gnawed on the Deer Leg, Lu Chen finally let out a breath of relief.

What had just happened had actually been very dangerous. Though the barbarian Da Zhuang had been close to the barbarian youth A'Chen, Chen's memories contained several instances of evil ghosts possessing villagers and attacking people familiar to them.

Therefore, when Da Zhuang entered the room, he had already prepared himself to pounce.

If Lu Chen had not been clever enough to have Da Zhuang notify the witch and let him verify his identity, he might very well have been hacked to death by Da Zhuang as an evil ghost.

And even after getting Da Zhuang to spare him, it had not been easy to obtain food from his hands.

Lu Chen had first explained that the Deer Leg was unimportant, something that could be given or withheld. Only afterward did he play the sympathy card, getting Da Zhuang to throw it over.

Without either of those steps, Da Zhuang would not have tossed him the venison.

After all, although Da Zhuang had been close to the barbarian youth A'Chen, he was also afraid that Lu Chen truly had become an evil ghost and would recover his strength by absorbing the deer's flesh and blood.

No matter what, I've finally pulled through this time. But unless I store up enough food in the future, I absolutely can't upgrade recklessly again. One experience like this is more than enough.

While feeling fortunate, Lu Chen gulped down the deer blood and devoured the deer meat in huge mouthfuls.

Very soon, Lu Chen had consumed the entire Deer Leg. Fortunately, by the time the venison had been completely devoured, the Highland Bloodline skill had also finished integrating.

After slowly exhaling, Lu Chen glanced around and abandoned any thought of standing up.

At this moment, after Uncle Da Zhuang's shout, many adult barbarians had gathered around, guarding against Lu Chen.

Seeing those barbarians, each over two meters tall and holding stone axes and huge clubs as they glared at him like tigers eyeing prey, Lu Chen wisely made no movement at all.

"Don't hesitate when you encounter a ghost. Strike immediately."

The witch had emphasized that sentence again and again. Lu Chen was afraid that if he moved carelessly, he would be beaten to death as a ghost.

Unable to stand and unable to move about, Lu Chen turned his attention inward to the system while waiting for the witch to arrive. He wanted to see whether the Highland Bloodline that had fused into his body was as powerful as the original version.

I nearly died integrating you. I hope you won't disappoint me.

Thinking that, Lu Chen looked toward the skill interface. He wanted to see how much of a speed boost the Highland Bloodline could provide.

But after looking inward, Lu Chen froze.

There were no words "Highland Bloodline" on the skill interface at all.

"Where is my Highland Bloodline? Where did such a huge Highland Bloodline go?"

Upon discovering that the Highland Bloodline was gone, Lu Chen was completely dumbfounded.

He had activated that skill only after fighting desperately with his life on the line. Now it had vanished just like that, and Lu Chen nearly suffered a mental breakdown.

Fortunately, before his mindset completely collapsed, Lu Chen noticed that while the Highland Bloodline was indeed gone from the skill list, another skill was shining with golden light.

Barbarian King Bloodline