Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 4, Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight: The Ten Tigers of Water City

"Yes, that's how we should do it."

With this resolve, I felt much lighter. Looking back on this time travel, I was able to uncover the truth behind the events of twelve years ago and even retrieved a relic of Famit, which might contain the secrets to unlocking the twelve summoned beasts. While it couldn't be called a great success, it was still acceptable.

Now, what I need to do is find a way back. The problem is, finding a way out is easy, but how to find a way back to the future is quite perplexing. However, all spells have a time limit; once the time is up, it should automatically send me back to the future.

(But... could that bitch Phoenix have deliberately played a trick on me, abandoning me here to blackmail me by making me make more wishes?

I can't rule out that possibility, but I still tend to believe that while the demon might deliberately put me in danger, it would likely use some other event, not directly manipulate the transaction. So what I really need to do right now is dig out that topaz.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly saw two uninvited guests walking towards me. It was none other than Leng Linglan and that brat I had just shaken off. It was as if my lingering guilt had brought us together again.

I wanted to hide somewhere else, but then I noticed something unusual. The two brats weren't accompanied by guards, just disguised in ordinary clothes, moving freely and inconspicuously. But not far behind them, it seemed someone was following them.)

(Who are they? High-level guards sent from the palace?)

I wondered to myself, then looked closer. The two kids had just turned into the side street, and the follower followed. His movements were swift, clearly indicating good martial arts skills.

(Not bad, but not qualified to be a royal guard. Who is he?)

I followed them as usual. Rather than being concerned for Leng Linglan and the kids' safety, I was actually drawn to something else. That brief, fleeting glimpse, though unclear, revealed a slender, graceful figure—undoubtedly a very beautiful woman.

Following them into the street, I found a large crowd. The dense crowd made it difficult for the follower to hide, and I easily spotted her.

She was a striking young woman in red, wearing a close-fitting samurai outfit, a long sword hanging at her waist. Tall and slender, almost as tall as a man, she stood out from the other women nearby. She stood out from the crowd, her bright beauty tinged with a refreshing and spirited air.

She had her hair styled in two buns on top of her head, then parted them and let them cascade down to her sides, swaying with her round, pert buttocks, arousing allure. Her warrior robe had a long slit at the hem, and peeking through the slit, her long, slender, white legs, accentuated by her knee-high, fiery red boots, appeared exceptionally fair and delicate.

From behind, I couldn't make out her face; her back was slender and graceful, with a serpentine waist and full hips, her skin fair and alluring—undoubtedly one of the most beautiful women in Sara. But for some reason, her back seemed strangely familiar, as if I'd seen her somewhere before, yet I couldn't quite place where.

(What on earth is going on?)

I followed at a leisurely pace, my mind filled with questions. The two brats were heading towards the Duke's mansion, and this girl in red was right behind them. What was her purpose? Could it be… a kidnapping?

(Hahaha, what a coincidence… I just happened to travel back in time and then I witnessed a kidnapping case. Is there any way to be this unlucky?)

As if deliberately working against me, just as I was mentally mocking my over-nervousness, the girl in red suddenly quickened her pace, moving with lightning speed. She slipped through the narrow gaps in the crowd, appearing behind the two brats. With a swift chop, the two children collapsed unconscious in her arms before they even knew what had happened.

The whole process was lightning fast. The moment the children fainted, the girl in red grabbed them and soared into the air, leaping across nearby rooftops in a few bounds, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only a stunned crowd on the ground and a bewildered me.

"Damn it, I've really been kidnapped...kidnapped by a woman, is this some kind of romantic calamity?"

The sudden turn of events left me momentarily bewildered. Just as I hesitated about what to do, several figures suddenly leaped out from different directions and landed together on the street. Each of them was burly, cloaked, obscuring their figures and faces, but from their bulging waists, it was clear they all concealed weapons, and they appeared to be heavy weapons.

These men moved with incredible speed, clearly skilled martial artists, only slightly inferior to the girl in red. Although I didn't know their identities, the people of Sara City seemed to know them very well, letting out a terrified cry the moment they landed.

"Water, Water City's Ten Tigers!"

Even I was startled by this title. It referred to a group of extremely vicious bandits who ravaged Sara City twelve years ago. There were ten of them, with their leader, Nine Ghost Eagle Demon, being particularly formidable. He was said to be a notorious bandit from the border region who, after an incident there, left his base and arrived in Sara City. With his exceptional skills, he gathered a group of like-minded accomplices along the way, and for a time, they acted with impunity, committing several major crimes in Sara City. They were a ruthless figure feared by everyone in the region.

The group landed and immediately began cursing, though their voices weren't very loud. Taking advantage of my invisibility, I boldly approached and eavesdropped. I overheard them saying they couldn't track them down and needed to find a magician among their group to cast a spell to pursue them. Only by finding the trail could they catch up with that woman.

This statement sounded somewhat puzzling, tinged with indignation at being double-crossed. I didn't even know what the thieves' target was. Were the two brats their target, and had the girl in red gotten there first?

Unable to find an answer, I suddenly snapped out of my daze and rushed back to the manor, dug up the buried yellow crystal, and hurried back, just in time to stumble upon the gathering of the Ten Tigers of Water City. It was a truly impressive sight, with not only martial artists and archers, but also monks and wizards gathered together. Such a diverse and comprehensive thief group, with its formidable strength, was far beyond the reach of ordinary small-scale regular armies. Even twelve years later, such a sight was rare. It's strange that I can move freely within the territory of Alibuda at this time.

Carrying the yellow crystal, I'm no longer invisible. If I reveal myself even slightly, being discovered by these thugs will lead to my death. Therefore, I hold my breath and watch their movements from a corner.

I can't be indifferent to this matter, because those two brats are closely related to me, especially the one who can finally stop wearing women's clothing from today onwards. I have absolutely no memory of this kidnapping. Logically, being kidnapped by a beautiful woman shouldn't leave me with no impression, but the period after Yueying left is the most blurred part of my entire memory, leaving me with absolutely no recollection.

The leader of the Ten Tigers of Water City, Nine-Headed Eagle Demon, is a burly man with a square face, two thick-backed longswords at his waist, revealing his bronze skin. His chest was dark brown, his muscular physique covered in various scars, especially the disfiguring scar around his left eye, giving him a menacing look and making him appear formidable.

Judging from their tone, they had been tracking the two brats for months, but the tight security of Lord Farrell's mansion had prevented them from succeeding. They had finally decided to act today, only to have the girl in red beat them to it, thwarting their plan.

The girl in red seemed to be an old enemy of the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon, hence this double-cross. The Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon gripped his sword hilt tightly, seemingly furious, though he didn't shout curses. His tense expression directed his men to act, while the wizard cast a spell, and a pale red magic circle floated up, like some kind of compass, pointing westward.

Having found their bearings, the Ten Tigers of Water City set off in a large group. Since each of them possessed different skills, they displayed their unique abilities, creating a truly impressive sight. I pursued them relentlessly, but my cultivation level was significantly lower than theirs, and I was on the verge of being left behind. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I snatched a horse from the roadside, tied a yellow crystal to its tail, and spurred it into a gallop.

I don't know if this method was effective, or if it was just wishful thinking, but throughout the gallop, although the members of the Ten Tigers noticed the wildly running horse behind them and looked back several times, they ultimately didn't react, turning their heads back and ignoring me on horseback. Therefore, it seemed my plan had succeeded.

Not all of the Ten Tigers of Water City had the same cultivation level, especially the two giants carrying long, heavy hammers and spiked steel shields; their running speed lagged behind their horses. So, I slowed down and carefully followed, managing to keep up for a while.

The target location was a valley outside Sara City. The girl in red who had kidnapped the two children stopped there, seemingly waiting for their arrival.

I arrived a step too late; the battle had been going on for some time. The valley was littered with corpses, a pile of dead bodies filling the narrow passage leading into the valley. Each corpse had a white cloth wrapped around its head, clearly belonging to the same group. They had originally planned to ambush from above the valley, intending to launch a surprise attack from above while the Ten Tigers of Water City were lured through, but due to the disparity in strength, they were instead slaughtered by the Ten Tigers of Water City.

(What the hell? There are quite a few of them. Are they some kind of bandit gang coming to double-cross us? Or are they here for revenge?)

The corpses lying in the canyon, though torn to pieces and scattered everywhere, numbered nearly a hundred. The army in Sara City was utterly incompetent, allowing such a large bandit gang to infiltrate the vicinity without any reaction or countermeasures.

For safety, I dismounted outside the canyon and waited until all the Ten Tigers of Water City had entered before slowly retrieving the yellow crystal and quietly following them into the canyon. The corpses I saw along the way were gruesome; some were charred black from flames; others were mutilated by strange weapons and... Arrows pierced through bodies, leaving bloody holes; others were smashed to pieces by heavy weapons.

The two giants wielding steel shields and heavy hammers were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely destroying the enemy's defensive line. However, from a distance, the group of men with white turbans, though knowing they were outmatched, still fought fiercely, even resorting to suicidal tactics—tying themselves with gunpowder or magic crystals and charging forward in a self-destruction attack to fight the Ten Tigers of Water City. Their fighting style even evoked a sense of tragic grandeur in me, and from this feeling, I couldn't help but wonder: was this simply a case of double-crossing?

(Strange, it doesn't seem like a conflict of interest. Could it really be for some kind of revenge?

A bandit group like the Ten Tigers of Water City must have accumulated over a thousand innocent souls under their command. They have enemies everywhere. In that sense, it wouldn't be surprising if they were being hunted down by some enemy.

As I pondered this, I walked out of the canyon. The battle on the other side was also coming to an end. It was truly a tragic scene. The crowd was divided into two opposing sides. More than half of the members of one side were already corpses. Of the five remaining people, four were lying on the ground, barely alive. One of them had half of his body crushed. Only the girl in red could still stand tall. Although she was covered in blood and her clothes were soaked, the bright and heroic spirit in her eyes was not diminished in the slightest.)

On the other side, of the Ten Tigers of Water City, only seven remained. Under the desperate fighting of the girl in red and her group, they had suffered considerable injuries. The archer, the white mage, and a magic swordsman were already dead, decapitated. The remaining men were all wounded, some even with exposed bone, struggling to stand with the help of their companions. Yet, they still retained their fighting ability. Seeing the two giants wielding heavy weapons with such ferocity, I had no doubt about their combat prowess, not to mention the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon with its menacing gaze.

Judging from this situation alone, the outcome was quite clear: the Seven Tigers of Water City had won. And anyone could see how these ruthless thugs, enraged by bloodshed and rage, would retaliate against their enemies.

"Hey, you little brat Huamei, trying to avenge your useless, dead father? Too bad you've wasted your efforts. But don't worry about sharing the same fate as your dead father, because before we tear you to pieces and display your naked corpse, we'll have our fill of playing with you."

His face splattered with blood, the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon's single eye looked particularly ferocious. As he roared with laughter, his accomplices joined in, howling and cheering. In contrast, the red-clad girl named Huamei was at a disadvantage, with no way to escape.

"Nine Ghost Eagle Demon, you ungrateful bastard, you betrayed my father! Even if I die here today, my people will remember this blood debt and one day we will avenge you!"

Hua Mei looked around at the corpses of her fallen clansmen, her bright red lips tightly pressed together, her bright eyes flashing with hatred, her expression full of grief and indignation. But her heroic and valiant spirit was so striking that it made people's eyes light up and they couldn't help but feel admiration. I even felt a surge of heat quickly gathering between my legs.

"Hahaha, do you think I'm afraid? It's even better that your clan has come. It saves me the trouble of traveling thousands of miles to wipe you out completely. I..."

Seemingly confident of victory, and imagining the exquisite sensation of wantonly ravaging the beauty before him, the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon laughed with extreme smugness.

In the brief exchange that followed, I roughly understood the relationship between Hua Mei and the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon from their conversation.

Before the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon mastered his martial arts, he was a fugitive in the borderlands, where he was taken in and highly valued by Hua Mei's father, who even taught him his unique martial arts. However, the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon harbored wolfish ambitions. One night, he suddenly launched a sneak attack, first poisoning Hua Mei's father and the clan elders. Once the poison took effect, he unexpectedly struck, killing them one by one, and stealing the secret manual from Hua Mei's father. That very night, he vanished. The

Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon practiced the manual, his martial arts improving daily, revealing his ferocious nature, and he became a tyrannical figure wreaking havoc across various countries. The thief, but Huamei led her people on a thousand-mile pursuit, finally finding their enemy in Alibuda. They laid an ambush to avenge him, but they hadn't anticipated that Jiugui Yingmo was no longer the same as before, and had gained the help of a group of accomplices. After a bloody battle, almost all of their companions were killed or wounded, and they themselves perished.

Some parts of their conversation were incomprehensible to me. Because of the prevailing winds, I only heard fragments of their speech, not clearly. I only heard Huamei say that Jiugui Yingmo had come to Sara to seek refuge with some powerful figure or force, but I didn't understand what it was.

Besides this, I was also worried about the safety of those two brats. Logically, my people are here. If something had truly happened to me in the past, I couldn't possibly be unharmed now. However, while the logic is correct, the unease in my heart is hard to shake off.

(What if something really happens to those two brats? What should I do?

A wise man stays away from dangerous places, and I don't want to get close to anything dangerous. However, if something really happens, can I just stand by and do nothing? It's not someone else who will be harmed, it's myself! I'm not some kind of magician; I can't guarantee that any changes in the past timeline won't affect the future.

Feeling uneasy, I looked to the side, tore a white cloth from a corpse, and wrapped it around my face several times.)

"Wait! Stop!"

As the two groups faced off, the situation threatening to erupt, two blood-soaked men appeared a dozen feet behind Huamei's group. There, hidden in a short thicket, were the two men. Huamei's side had no power to change the situation, but they controlled a crucial element: two gagged children with knives to their necks, kicking and struggling desperately.

The two men shouted something I couldn't hear, but from the Seven Tigers of Water City slowly retreating, it was clear they were using the hostages as leverage to force the thugs to back down, allowing their only remaining clan leader's daughter to escape.

Even now, I still have some doubts. What exactly are the Seven Tigers of Water City trying to do with those two brats?

It sounds like they've been watching them for a while, but haven't made a move because they're wary of the hidden power of the Farrell Mansion.

Leng Linglan is, after all, a princess. Kidnapping her and demanding a ransom would certainly be profitable. However, at this time, the people of Alibuda are impoverished and not wealthy. I have serious doubts about how much ransom they can afford, unless they transfer a large sum of gold coins from Yueying, who has just married into a prominent family in the Golden Finch Federation. Otherwise, how could they satisfy the appetites of these thugs?

I held my breath and watched the situation unfold from afar. The Seven Tigers of Water City slowly retreated, while the girl in red slowly retreated to the other side. The two wounded men held onto their hostages tightly, not daring to slacken their grip.

Just as the scenario was unfolding smoothly, a sharp, high-pitched sound suddenly rang out from among the Seven Tigers of Water City. The sound was so intense it made one's head throb. The remaining mage chanted an incantation, and the ground beneath the feet of the two men holding the hostages suddenly shifted, turning into a muddy swamp while they were momentarily distracted by the shrill sound, causing their legs to sink straight into the ground.

"Water Pool, Ryuzaki!"

Despite the excruciating pain in her ears, Thrush didn't hesitate when the explosion rang out. Instead, she preemptively saw through the enemy's plan, brandishing her nearly broken sword, trying to rush to her aid. But while she reacted quickly, the enemy moved even faster. Two burly men wielding heavy weapons roared and leaped in front of her, their hammers and steel shields slamming down simultaneously, blocking her path.

"Clang!"

The metal clashed, the waist knife in Huamei's hand shattered into pieces, and her delicate hand was cut and bleeding. Under the combined force of these two blows, if she had retreated even a fraction of a second later, her entire wrist would probably have been twisted and deformed. Huamei's body was light and agile, taking advantage of the brief moment when the waist knife shattered to escape, rolling several times on the ground to dissipate the force, and immediately pounced on her two companions.

But Jiugui Yingmo had already taken the lead. With her black and red cloak fluttering, Jiugui Yingmo leaped out as the magician chanted the incantation, shooting towards the enemy like an arrow released from a bow. She drew a thick-backed longsword from her waist with both hands, swung it in a spiral, and slashed diagonally forward.

The two men holding hostages seemed to be trying to threaten them by raising their arms, but suddenly an invisible force surged forth. They grabbed the hostages' arms and, along with the hostages, were thrown upwards. Before they even felt the pain, they involuntarily looked up, and at that moment, another powerful blade struck them, smashing their bodies to pieces.

This move, a perfect blend of softness and hardness, skillfully wielding two completely opposite forces, was truly remarkable and astonishing. I hadn't realized this bandit leader was so formidable. With such martial arts skills, one could easily be granted a high-ranking military position in any great nation, and wouldn't need to become a thief. However, this martial art that combines both strength and flexibility seems to have another, more famous supernatural power on earth, which is…

“Despicable! Is this how my father used the Earthly Domination Technique?”

“Haha, as long as it works, what’s despicable about it? Even if you practiced to the level of your dead father, you still ended up with your head separated from your body. Now I use my twin swords to combine strength and flexibility, and my power is even faster than before. If that old ghost were to come back to life, he would greatly admire me.”

Nine Ghost Eagle Demon laughed loudly, sheathed his twin swords, and caught the two little devils falling from the sky. Due to the shock of the force, the two little devils had already fainted in mid-air. Nine Ghost Eagle Demon caught Leng Linglan and tossed her to his companions behind him. Then he reached out to catch the kid who had embarrassed me, but as he reached out to catch him, he drew his sword, seemingly intending to cut him in two.

(This is so unfair! What kind of differential treatment is this?)

Seeing this scene, I broke out in a cold sweat, but another voice rang out before I could.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

Hua Mei, who was trying to escape from the enemy's encirclement, stopped and shouted angrily. The Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon's actions seemed to have surprised her. I think she, like me, originally thought that the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon was only focused on taking the two children and wouldn't harm them. Unexpectedly, the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon was about to kill them as soon as he got them.

Retribution really comes quickly. The situation then developed in an astonishing direction. Hua Mei's sense of responsibility was astonishing; she was actually threatened by the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon with hostages, gave up her escape, and surrendered. I didn't quite understand, but from their conversation, it seemed that Hua Mei felt responsible for protecting the two children since she had brought them with her, so she gave up her last chance to escape when threatened by the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon.

(Truly astonishing! How could there be such an absurd woman?

I stared, dumbfounded, unable to believe my eyes. If it were any other child, it wouldn't matter, but because that child was me, I knew I had no relation to this girl. For her to sacrifice herself for a complete stranger was utterly absurd.

To uphold chivalry and righteousness, her blood-stained face radiated a heroic glow, making her appear formidable. When she surrendered, the thugs hesitated for a moment before striking her with pressure points. Seeing her silent, calmly facing her fate, yet with a flash of grief and indignation in her eyes, I felt my blood boil uncontrollably. I desperately wanted to humiliate this woman with such eyes.

The only resister was subdued, and the situation stabilized. Like every villain in a third-rate drama, the Nine-Headed Eagle Demon had no intention of keeping her promise. Instead, she laughed loudly, mocking the other's foolishness, and drew her long sword again, glancing sideways at my younger self.)

"You!"

Every great man who walks the path of chivalry has experienced this. Hua Mei shouted angrily, making a struggle that was already too late. If she could escape today's calamity, then this experience should help her a lot.

"Hahaha, do you think I would really protect these two brats? I take their money and do their bidding. I'm taking this little princess back. As for this little bastard... Hmph, the Farrell family is my sworn enemy. Lant Farrell raped my grandmother, aunt, and mother. Yuan Tang even destroyed one of my eyes. Today, I will use his little beast to pay for this debt."

This hatred was too deep. Jiu Gui Ying Mo spoke through gritted teeth, his long sword trembling slightly, unable to hide the anger and excitement in his heart. But just as he was about to thrust the sword forward and let the head fall to the ground, a voice stopped him.

"Stop!"

To others, the masked man who shouted "Stop!" and strode out seemed incredibly imposing, but only I knew I'd been forced into it and was filled with regret.

But what could I do?

The brat about to be killed wasn't just some nobody; it was me. If I stood by and watched him get slaughtered, what would become of me standing here? That was highly questionable.

Everyone in the room was startled by this sudden, uninvited guest. Seven Tigers... Several people in the crowd shouted, demanding my name. It was only then that I noticed, among those removing their hoods one by one, a half-beast woman with a leopard's head and a human body. Her curves were wild and beautiful, her fur and armor cleverly concealing her vital parts, making her incredibly sexy and alluring… Judging solely from her neck down, she was indeed a pretty girl.

But no matter how sexy she was, it was useless. I wasn't a hero like Bai Lanxiong. No matter how hot and beautiful her body was, that sharp-toothed leopard head was enough to terrify me. I forced myself to calm down and shouted before they could react,

“You audacious scoundrels! How dare you touch my woman! Do you know you're in deep trouble? All of you, get over here and face your death!”

The shout was primarily intended to distract the Seven Tigers of Water City, drawing their attention to the two women in their hands and diverting their attention from the hostage held by the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon. Therefore, this nonsensical statement caused not only the Seven Tigers to exchange bewildered glances, but even the thrush subdued on the ground looked completely bewildered.

However, they still understood my last sentence and attacked with bared teeth and claws. Leading the charge was the half-beast leopard woman, whose speed was lightning-fast. She could have easily caught me off guard, but she stopped abruptly ten feet in front of me.

The reason for her stop wasn't because of me, but because of what appeared behind me: a soft, pinkish-red fleshy pillar. It writhed rapidly, secreting glistening mucus. First, there was one pillar, then two or three, and in the brief moment of stunned disbelief, it multiplied into dozens of swaying, writhing pinkish-red pillars.

"What...what the hell is this?"

The same question was uttered simultaneously in five different languages, but the answer, of course, was only one. The instant I rolled to the side, a lewd beast I had silently summoned charged towards the enemy with unparalleled lewdness.

According to Famit's records, a single lewd beast could wipe out a small squad of armored cavalry, making it a match for a hundred riders.

While not as effective against a skilled martial artist in a one-on-one fight, it shouldn't be underestimated, especially when I used all my magic to summon four lewd beasts in succession, supporting each other in a coordinated attack. The enemy was surprised to find their usual tactics ineffective.

Ordinary slashes and hacks were nothing to the thick-skinned lewd beasts. Even when using heavy hammers and swords and shields to scrape off large chunks of foul-smelling, slimy pink flesh, the painless beasts didn't seem to be hindered. They merely attempted to heal with their slime and fiercely retaliated.

Offensive black magic was more lethal to the lewd beasts than physical attacks, but to the mage, it was surprisingly inefficient. Not belonging to one of the six major systems constituting the magic and physics of this world, the body of the lewd beast possesses a so-called magic resistance. Its prized dark magic has no effect; a flash of black lightning, and the lewd beast's skin is torn open, its bodily fluids splattering. However, when this fluids reach the surrounding enemies, it causes them to gradually lose consciousness, their lust raging uncontrollably.

The Seven Tigers of Water City, with their rich combat experience, quickly determined that I was a sorcerer similar to a summoner. They figured that if they killed me first, these summoned beasts would disappear. But before they could act, I had already circled behind the defensive line formed by the lewd beasts, leisurely scoffing.

"Hahaha, go eat shit, you idiots of Water City! Let me tell you, based on the irreversibility of history, you cannot be defeated. Quickly surrender to me!"

"Stupid dog, what idiotic talk are you spouting?"

I traveled from the future to the past. If I lost this battle, and my younger self died a violent death, then I would not exist, nor could I travel from the future to the past. Based on this irreversibility, I was certain of victory in this battle—a thought that even I didn't quite believe, let alone convince the enemy to lay down their weapons.

However, as if by divine intervention, my lack of confidence somehow made me more and more adept at fighting. Especially when I accidentally misremembered a spell while trying to block the enemy's pursuit, I turned the mistake into an even shorter incantation for a lustful barrier, replacing the incantation for summoning lustful insects with a more concise one. When the light pink mist gently descended, the entire scene instantly changed.

Since successfully cultivating, my training hasn't been stagnant. The open hearts and minds of these exceptional women—Zhizhi, Axue, Yuhong, Yueying…—that I could freely pluck and extract from them have all contributed to my progress. When I used the lustful barrier again, the barrier wall floating in the atmosphere rapidly deepened from its initial pink to brown.

According to the Grippadorn magic book, a brown lustful barrier is a step above a rudimentary pink barrier, evidence of a lustful magic master's progress. As the brown smoke rapidly enveloped the surroundings and spread widely in all directions, all the tigers of the Water City, who were fighting the lewd beasts, were affected. Their eyes became cloudy, and their movements slowed.

The four lewd beasts, already seriously injured, were also affected, but driven by their sexual instincts, they behaved in a completely different way from humans. As if strongly encouraged, their tentacles eagerly lunged at their enemies.

And so, a debauched battle, with life and death at stake, began…

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