Alibuda Era Festival 8

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Since leaving the Sea God's Palace, I've been pondering several major issues. Besides Mutoran's secret strategy specifically designed to deal with the ghost ships, I still need to deal with the Black Dragon Society's enemies.
Yu Ni can be dealt with by Yu Hong, but that impotent Mutomon is a formidable foe capable of killing both Yu Hong and me. If I don't find a way to deal with him, encountering him will only lead to certain death. Later, I joined forces with Kato Taka, and this problem was easily solved. However, before encountering Kato Taka, I did come up with some clues.
A Wu once said that the Mutomon's invincible physique stemmed from his unwavering confidence in himself. To put it simply, when this simple-minded fool truly believes that his Iron Man Body is indestructible, he becomes invincible. The Iron Man Body is composed of two parts. The first, and most noticeable, is the incredibly strong body, as hard as iron and steel, with unparalleled defensive and impact-resistant capabilities. However, the second part goes largely unnoticed: the body's unparalleled regenerative abilities.
Rigidity cannot last, nor can softness be maintained. Ultimately, all martial arts and magic in the world are subject to the principles of Yin and Yang, strength and softness. If the Martial Demon's indestructible body relied solely on brute force, he would surely perish if broken by a skilled opponent. He would never possess the ability to grow stronger with each challenge, constantly improving. Therefore, that body must have a powerful regenerative and healing ability, allowing him to recover rapidly from near-death experiences and severe injuries. If this aspect isn't addressed, defeating the Martial Demon multiple times will only provide him with opportunities for self-improvement, without any real effect.
So, how can we break through this demonic body meticulously crafted by the Black Witch Goddess?
I believe the key lies in the confidence that the Witch mentioned, rather than external injuries. To completely defeat the Muma, one must shatter his confidence in his demonic body. Only when he no longer believes in his own power can he be truly defeated. Kato Taka must have realized this as well, which is why he tried to manipulate Muma's mind with words during their fight. Although unsuccessful, it gave me some inspiration.
However, how can one destroy Muma's confidence? Hmm… should I mock his impotence and incompetence? What if that fails and instead fuels his anger and fighting spirit? Wouldn't that backfire? Or...
I hadn't come up with a concrete plan before participating in the battle of Fengling Island, where I encountered Wujian Yimo. But what I didn't expect was... when I was almost dismembered by Wujian Yimo, the benefactor who appeared to save my life was someone I never would have guessed.
One of the two humanoid incarnations of the Black Dragon Society, the number one assassin in the East Sea, Gui Meixi!
Her martial arts were clearly inferior to Wujian Yimo's. After taking the blow head-on, her entire body slumped backward, barely stopping in front of me, almost crashing into me. A faint red mist and the smell of blood filled the air; she had been injured by that blow.
(Why...why did she come to save me?)
A cold, sharp glint of light illuminated the girl's ninja attire, highlighting the large, rounded curves of her petite figure. This overlapped with the image of her back that had flashed through my mind, confirming what I was seeing. The beautiful woman before me was indeed the leader of the Black Dragon Society's ninja army, Ghostly Evening! The woman who had tried to kill me several times in the past had inexplicably saved my life. This was truly baffling, and I couldn't fathom the reason behind it.
However, my astonishment didn't last long. As if sensing my gaze, Ghostly Evening leaped into the air. From behind, I could only see her small, fragrant buttocks bobbing up and down, transforming into a beautiful silhouette as she soared into the night sky. Her entire body dissolved into the darkness mid-air, vanishing without a trace.
That ninjutsu was truly impressive, but her arrival was so sudden, and she left without a word. The second blade of the Martial Demon was coming again. What was I going to do now?
"Get out of the way!"
A thunderous shout came from afar, accompanied by a majestic figure like a god descending before me. The dragon emblem with the character "特" on its arm shone brightly, and the Dragon Slayer Blade drew a brilliant, crystalline edge in the darkness, soaring into the air to meet the Martial Demon's blade. The two forces collided, exploding into a gust of wind and air.
"Boss!"
At the most critical moment, Kato Taka rushed in front of me, blocking the attack from the Muma Ima for me. The timing was perfect. Perhaps Oni Yu had calculated this before leaving, but everyone in the Black Dragon Society should have considered me a mortal enemy and wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible. Why would Oni Yu actually block a blow for me? This is hard to understand.
Kato Taka stood in front of me, imposing and awe-inspiring, with multiple wounds on his body, and blood dripping continuously from his Dragon Slayer Blade. He had fought his way through countless battles, and countless Black Knights had perished under his Dragon Slayer Blade. Considering the ferocity and invincibility of the Black Knights, Kato Taka, despite relying on the sharpness of his Dragon Slayer Blade, had repeatedly overcome obstacles and slain generals despite his severe injuries. His courage was truly unstoppable, allowing one to imagine his former bravery and heroic spirit as a general of the resistance.
"Brother Mei, are you still holding on?"
Kato Taka asked, and I quickly replied. To guard against a surprise attack from the Martial Demon, he didn't turn around, grabbed my right arm, and we both soared into the air, using our superb lightness skills to shoot towards the ghost ship in mid-air. We felt the wind whistling past, and gusts of cold air cut our faces like knives. The ghost ship was definitely launching some kind of attack in our direction, but Kato Hawk wielded his Dragon Slayer Blade, forming a dense net of blades that slashed down the hundreds of evil bees and blood bats that flew towards us. Sprinkles of red mist splattered around us, creating a bloody path in the air.
With unparalleled lightness skill, I rode the wind and was carried into the sky by Kato Taka. My body felt weightless, floating lightly. High above, under the blood-red moonlight, I could clearly see the legendary ghost ship.
It was a colossal ship ten zhang long, its entire body composed of white bones. Countless skeletal remains were scattered and combined, bathed in the blood-red moonlight, emanating a chilling aura. High in the sky, I suddenly felt an intense, bone-chilling cold, and my teeth ground together incessantly.
Three bare masts stood high, no flags fluttering, but countless blue will-o'-the-wisps swirled around them, sometimes maintaining a floating flame form, sometimes transforming into illusory vengeful spirits, shifting and changing amidst mournful howls.
A massive ram stood at the bow; ordinary ships used rams to breach enemy vessels, but this ghostly ship should have no need for one. Below the ram, where the figurehead should have been, was now a sinister carving, as if hundreds of evil spirits were vying to crawl out from the hull, fighting for the leading position on the ram.
Black nets of varying sizes hung from the port and starboard sides of the mast, preventing enemies from jumping aboard. Judging from their shimmering blue light, they were undoubtedly coated with deadly poison. Beneath the nets, the sailors of the ghost ship patrolled the area, maintaining a tight and impenetrable defense.
Heavy armored black warriors, their prominent fangs and stiff manes gleaming, held javelins for throwing, guarding every corner.
Skeleton soldiers, reduced to mere bones, carried what appeared to be human skulls under the lich's command, quickly loading them onto catapults or cannons. They might be firing corpse poison projectiles or throwing will-o'-the-wisps, with a range likely exceeding a hundred miles.
Centaur cavalrymen patrolled the decks. Unlike the usual male centaurs, these were all females. Their lower bodies were rotting, foul-smelling horse bodies, while their upper bodies were voluptuous, naked women with brown breasts. Some had long, flowing hair, while others had shaved heads, with only cobra tattoos on their scalps. They carried heavy scythes linked to chains, capable of killing enemies and piercing enemy ships.
Besides these active sailors, numerous small, undead creatures darted out from the ship's openings, quickly soaring into the sky and flying towards the battlefield on the high seas. The entire ghost ship resembled a writhing, eerie womb, constantly spawning new evil creatures that rapidly devoured nearby life, gradually transforming the area enveloped by its malevolent energy into a lifeless, dark world.
Fortunately, the ghost ship's evil power had not fully recovered...
fortunately, its most lethal weapon, the main cannon, had not yet returned...
As long as I retain these two advantages, I still have a chance to take some risks. When Katohawk carried me and plummeted downwards, hurtling towards the ghost ship with the force of thunder, countless tiny evil bees, blood bats, and ghost-faced spiders on the ship also flew towards us. Darth Vader and the centaur corpse rider even threw heavy weapons at us, trying to intercept and kill the two of us in mid-air.
"Sever the sea with a single strike!"
Facing numerous obstacles, Kato Hawk used his true move for the first time. The peak swordsmanship of the Dragon God Clan showed its sharpness for the first time. Without any fancy tricks, a sharp blade of light flashed out from the Dragon Slayer Blade, transforming into a blindingly bright beam of light that shot straight towards the ghost ship. Any creatures and weapons touched by this beam of light could not withstand the sacred properties of the Dragon Slayer Blade and instantly turned to ashes. Although the ghost ship's hull was protected by evil power and was not cleaved by this strike, a lich and a black warrior at the end of the beam of light could not dodge in time and were hit squarely. Their flickering illusory bodies turned to ashes in an instant.
His imposing aura, like that of a celestial war god, instantly caused all sorts of ferocious demons to dare not face his might and flee in panic. But only I knew the price Kato Taka had paid.
He was, after all, severely injured. Perhaps he could use this move freely under normal circumstances, but now he was just putting on a brave face. When he swung his sword, the palm of his hand holding my arm was covered in cold sweat. Clearly, after a series of fierce battles and the killing of hundreds of Black Warriors, his physical strength was on the verge of collapse.
"Brother Mei, I can only take you this far. The rest is up to you."
Kato Taka's clever telepathic message rang in my ear. The reason he let me go alone was not because he was about to collapse, but because his nemesis would not allow him to continue interfering with the ghost ship. With a roar, he flapped his bat wings and soared up from the ground, swooping down towards us.
"Kato Taka! We've fought many times, and today you will become one of the countless wronged souls on the ghost ship."
"Words are useless. Bring it on! Perhaps it will be you, you demon, who will slay me to console the warriors of my race who died unjustly at your hands."
"Hahaha~~~ With you, I, the Takema Demon, am invincible in the East Sea! No one can kill me, and no one can defeat me!"
It was still that ear-piercing, maniacal laughter. The Takema Demon soared through the air, flying alongside Kato Taka towards the other side of the night sky to begin their duel to the death.
As soon as Kato Taka released my grip, I plummeted straight down into the ghost ship. The Martial Demon didn't even try to stop me, because the Black Warriors and Centaur Knights on the deck had already regrouped, swarming towards me like a swarm of ants drawn to honey, a frenzied tide. The Martial Demon didn't believe I had any chance of survival.
Let alone me, even Yu Hong, in this desperate situation where she was being cut by a thousand blades, probably wouldn't last long, let alone someone like me with only a fifth-level cultivation.
The Water-Fire Demon Spider and the Phoenix Blood Bee had both been destroyed one after another, and it would take at least a day to summon them again, not to mention the internal injuries I suffered from the destruction of the Lustful God Soul Beast. If I were to fall now, I wouldn't even be able to defeat a single Darth Vader. Under normal circumstances, I would be torn to shreds the moment I hit the ground, utterly dead.
Of course, I wouldn't let that happen. Acting blindly has never been my style. If I didn't have another plan, I wouldn't have put myself in such a desperate situation. At this moment, Mutoran's words in the Sea God's Palace echoed in my ears once again.
"Young Master, you must remember this well: the last bit of help we can give you can only be used after you board the Ghost Ship. Because once the Sea God's Palace officially appears, it will be drawn by the power of the Ghost Ship, leaving it in its weakest state, unable to resist external enemies. And the ambitious individuals who have been waiting for this opportunity will also make their move. We will no longer be able to provide you with any assistance..."
This so-called final killing move is a gamble of life or death, betting all available chips. Once used, the Sea God's Palace will be overwhelmed, and I will have no way out. The feeling of fighting with my back against the wall is naturally unpleasant, but at this moment, I have no other choice. After aiming at the location of the Ghost Ship, I shouted the pre-arranged signal with Mutou Lan in mid-air.
"Almighty God!"
I cried out, raising my hands as I plummeted downwards.
"Grant me the miraculous power of Greiburg!"
To be honest, I had absolutely no idea what Greiburg was or where it was located. But as soon as I uttered the code I had made with Mutenlan, a sudden surge of waves erupted on the distant, deafening sea. Waves tens of feet high shot into the sky like explosions, and millions of tons of seawater crashed down on both sides like the hands of a god.
Compared to this colossal hand, even the most ferocious evil creatures appeared insignificant. When this massive wave crashed down, all the evil creatures and ships within its reach were instantly pulverized, sinking forever to the dark seabed with the surging current.
Amidst this awe-inspiring tsunami, a colossal creature emerged from the azure waves. Its hundred-foot-long body resembled an invincible warship, its massive tail whipping up millions of tons of seawater, easily burying everything in its path. Its deep, dark eyes seemed to hold wisdom surpassing that of humans, coldly surveying the sea creatures from its lofty height. When people gazed upon its domineering presence, none could help but feel fear and dread.
The Giant-Headed Dragon!
The most mysterious creature of the East China Sea, the giant sea god worshipped by all the people of the East China Sea, its sudden appearance from the sea shocked everyone present, including myself.
Wutenglan and I made a promise: when I gave the final signal, she would bring the Sea God's Palace to the surface to aid me. But no matter how I imagined the Sea God's Palace appearing in the world, it would never be like this.
(Could it be...)
Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, making me understand the truth about the Sea God's Palace, and I secretly admired Famit's ingenious idea.
The Sea God's Palace was inside the giant dragon!
The giant dragon was over a hundred feet long; its massive body could easily contain a palace. Moreover, the palace, a manifestation of pure energy, had no physical form, so it was theoretically entirely possible for it to exist within the dragon's body. A more plausible possibility is that the dragon itself wasn't a real creature, but rather, like the palace, a super-energy entity formed from countless ghostly spirits.
Years ago, Famit sealed the terrifying ghost ship in two parts. One part was sealed in another dimension, only to be summoned back through a ritual using the Human Pillar Key; the other part sank to the bottom of the East Sea, becoming the palace of the sea god, guarded and protected by dedicated guardians.
Logically, accessing the Sea God's Palace should be far easier than finding the Human Pillar Key. Therefore, for safety reasons, the Sea God's Palace is relocated periodically. However, moving such a colossal object around would inevitably attract attention over time. In view of this, Famit allowed the Sea God's Palace to move freely, and the most reasonable cover-up was a giant dragon.
For many years, the people of the East Sea only knew of a divine creature in the sea, shaped like a whale and as large as a dragon, closely resembling the ancient, extinct giant dragon, but even more enormous. It usually lurked deep in the sea, appearing and disappearing mysteriously, leaving no trace. Therefore, they held this divine creature in great awe, but no one knew that the sealed half of the ghost ship was hidden inside its body. Those who had the opportunity to visit the Sea God's Palace all arrived directly through spatial teleportation. Looking out, all they saw was a hazy gray expanse, leading them to believe it was another dimension, completely unaware that they were inside the giant dragon's body.
Now I finally understand why the Black Dragon Society had hunted the giant dragon several times before. They must have already deduced this answer, which is why they attempted to imprison or destroy the giant dragon to obtain the power of the half-ghost ship hidden within its body.
(So that's why. But then again, Mutenglan repeatedly warned me that as soon as the Sea God's Palace appeared, enemies would snipe at it—and the enemy she was referring to was…)
Thinking of this, I subconsciously looked in the direction of the giant dragon. If I hadn't been high in the sky, and hadn't been looking down from this vantage point, I certainly wouldn't have noticed that a light, dark shadow appeared silently in the blood-red moonlight. Its flying shape resembled a giant bat, swirling and descending to earth, heading straight for the giant dragon.
Within the wide black cloak, black bandages were densely wrapped around his entire body, revealing only a single, round, emerald-green left eye that gleamed with an eerie green light. Even from a distance, it sent chills down one's spine. Like a demon, like a monster, like a ghost, like a phantom, the master of the Black Dragon Society descended from the sky, seemingly reliving the nightmare that had wiped us out that night, spreading fear throughout the world.
As if having long awaited the appearance of the giant dragon, the Black Dragon King, during his descent, suddenly flicked his bandaged hands, revealing a massive weapon over two feet long.
It was a massive trident, somewhat resembling a double-edged tuning fork, forged entirely from bone. However, under the evil crimson moon's light, it was shrouded in a thick layer of vermilion mist, so deep it seemed to drip blood. It was clearly some kind of magical artifact, specifically crafted to break through the giant dragon's seal.
When the ghost ship appeared, the Sea God's Palace, in order to resist its attraction, devoted almost ninety percent of its power to it, leaving its defenses at their weakest. With the Black Dragon King's overwhelming evil power, this powerful strike could very well kill the giant dragon in one blow and shatter the Sea God's Palace's protective shield.
Thinking of this, I was terrified. I prayed to the gods that the giant dragon wouldn't be seriously injured, otherwise, if I fell straight onto the ghost ship, the consequences would be no different from throwing a piece of raw, bleeding flesh into a pack of ferocious beasts. Fortunately, it seemed that my prayer was heard.
"Kurosawa Kazuo!"
A clear, long roar pierced the sea, drawing the attention of those engaged in the bloody battle to the changes in the sky. They were shocked to discover that the leader of the Black Dragon Society had appeared silently, and a brilliant golden light drew out a dazzling ten-foot-long rainbow in the next moment, blinding everyone, as if multiple suns had blazed on simultaneously, shooting towards the Black Dragon King wielding his giant trident at an astonishing speed.
The unparalleled power of the Eight-Headed Golden Dragon erupted in this dazzling sword strike. Upon seeing her lifelong nemesis, Li Huamei immediately disregarded the surrounding battle, her sword aimed directly at the chief culprit. As long as she could slay the Black Dragon King, any losses in this battle would be worthwhile. The
Black Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Girl of the East Sea, two peerless figures who dominated the vast ocean, were about to clash in a bloody, all-or-nothing battle. But at that very moment, an overlooked change suddenly occurred.
The source of the Ghost Ship's power was the boundless evil force of countless undead souls who had perished at the bottom of the sea. Even if that power were split in two, it would still far surpass the capabilities of any human being in the world; even the five strongest beings would find it difficult to rival. Faced with this boundless evil force, what gave the Black Dragon King the power to break through and kill? What gave Li Huamei the power to stop and save them?
Although the Sea God's Palace was being drawn to the Ghost Ship's main body, its defenses reduced to a minimum, it didn't mean it was incapable of action. Just as the Black Dragon King and Li Huamei were about to clash, the giant dragon floating on the sea suddenly moved, creating huge waves and opening its massive jaws wide.
The Ghost Ship's most powerful weapon of the past—the Yamato Wave Cannon!
The immense impact instantly swallowed all sound. We only saw an incomparably dazzling, snow-white light suddenly erupt from the giant dragon's mouth, like a colossal source of light comparable to the sun. The brilliant light burst forth, engulfing everything in its path, including the Black Dragon King and Li Huamei, who were locked in a fierce battle. Their figures vanished within the light.
The sea surface where the light passed seemed to be pushed and impacted by an immense force, creating huge waves, but these waves were then swallowed up by the pursuing light and disappeared into the brilliant white glow. The sounds of the wind, the sea, all the sounds of heaven and earth vanished in an instant. In the utter silence, I saw only the blindingly white sun shooting towards me as if to destroy the world.
The next moment, an unbelievable change occurred. The dazzling white light disappeared the instant it touched my body, and the sea returned to the deafening battlefield, as if nothing had happened, merely a simple illusion. I cannot explain it clearly, but I can only say that the excessive energy caused some kind of spacetime anomaly, resulting in some disordered phenomena in time and space.
However, some things were different from before. My body became its own light source, emitting a brilliant white light that illuminated every corner after I finally landed on the ghost ship.
I didn't know why the power of the ghost ship's main cannon was not sinister and evil, but so bright and holy; I also didn't know what kind of trick Mutoran used to miraculously transfer the energy of a Yamato Hadouken shot into my body. But this was the tactic we had agreed on. The ghost ship's main cannon couldn't fire directly at the ghost ship, but it could use some means to temporarily store the energy in a human body. Although a lot of energy was lost during the conversion process, leaving less than 10%, it was more than enough for me now.
The instant I stepped onto the deck, a blinding white light emanated from my body, illuminating a ten-foot radius around me. The black knights, skeleton demons, and centaur cavalry that had been surging forward were all enveloped in the light, annihilated before they even had a chance to let out a scream, their ashes scattered in all directions.
The various undead creatures on the ghost ship were manifestations of the evil energy of countless vengeful spirits. When they came into contact with the massive energy body of divine attributes, the result was like throwing ice and snow into the sun—instantly annihilated without a trace.
Holy light cleared the way. Although countless powerful undead monsters surged forward like a tide, many of which were powerful evil creatures I had only seen in legends and books, charging straight at me and flying towards me. For a moment, I was surrounded by powerful enemies seeking my life. Even Katotaka and Tianhe Xueqiong might not be able to deal with them. However, as soon as they entered within ten feet of me, they were purified and burned to death, unable to cause me any harm.
It was as if I was protected by an unparalleled shield, impervious to a thousand blades, icy flames, or anything else. When those powerful liches and ferocious black warriors were utterly annihilated with a single gesture, I felt an immense sense of satisfaction, as if I had become one of the five strongest beings, an unparalleled honor.
But this satisfaction came at a price. The immense energy entering my body was a huge strain on my physical constitution. Every movement, even the slightest twitch of a finger, sent waves of excruciating pain through me, my vision blurred, and I could only bite my lip to endure the agony.
It wasn't just pain; physical damage began to appear on my body. With each step I took, blood gushed from the soles of my feet, leaving bloody marks with every step. However, the intense heat of the holy light evaporated the blood instantly, leaving no trace. Otherwise, if the enemy had discerned my true strength, I might have been killed instantly.
The sounds of battle from the distant sea continued to echo, clearly indicating that the fighting on the rebel side was still quite fierce, just like the bitter struggle I was facing. And just as I slowly and heavily reached the center of the ghost ship, the ghost ship, impacted by the powerful holy aura, finally changed.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out, and the white bone mainmast in the center of the ghost ship shattered, sending plumes of black demonic energy soaring straight into the sky!
Hundreds of thick, dark green tentacles flew wildly, whipping the skeleton demons and black warriors who couldn't escape in time, absorbing all the black, poisonous blood. The tentacles, having absorbed the essence of flesh and blood, became even thicker, intertwining in a chaotic manner to form a giant, straight, towering vine.
Countless tentacles attacked and swept towards me, their tips as sharp as blades, the force of their sweeps like knives, but all of them were purified and annihilated after entering the range of my protective aura. However, I also noticed a problem: these tentacles, imbued with fel energy, were able to withstand a distance of several feet within the light barrier before being incinerated, unlike the undead creatures that were instantly destroyed upon contact. Clearly, the ghost ship had found a way to deal with me as its enemy. Although my pure white holy light shone on the towering vines, the vines remained unmoved, completely unaffected by the purification effect.
Then, amidst the wriggling sound of the vine's slimy sap, a female body emerged from within the vine to the surface—that was my main objective.
The fierce and beautiful Black Widow thief, the vampire woman who once carried my child… Evil Lotus!
◆ Chapter Two: The Beast God
A gigantic, towering, dark green vine, its top plunging straight into the dark clouds above, its thick diameter resembling that of an ancient tree, with countless intricate "branches" spreading wildly, protruded from the surface ten feet above the base, revealing a rounded, jade-like body.
Dozens of tentacles of varying thickness coiled around the fair and delicate female body, preventing her from writhing excessively. Among them, several tentacles were particularly unusual, their ends being roots, already assimilated with the body's hands, feet, and back, making her a part of this vengeful vine, even... its core.
The tentacles wrapped around the woman's chest, binding her full breasts until they swelled and seemed about to burst. Her long, purplish-red hair, hanging down almost longer than her torso, writhed and danced like a living, serpentine creature under the influence of the evil power, revealing her smooth, white skin beneath.
Her hands and feet were assimilated by the dark green vines, leaving only her beautiful torso. Her round, plump belly was particularly eye-catching, deforming her soft, slender waist. Her white, smooth belly was as thin as snow, almost revealing the throbbing of her uterus. The upper part of her triangular abdomen bulged, even pulling at her vulva, vaguely revealing the bright red flesh inside. Drenched in lustful fluid flowed down her round, snowy buttocks, dripping down the vines. The tentacles, touched by the lustful fluid, seemed to come alive, dancing wildly.
In the darkness, this scene was particularly striking. I think even the resistance fleet far away on Fengling Island could see a snow-white female body undulating and swaying on dark green vines, seemingly struggling, yet also wantonly displaying her sexy and alluring naked body; her whole body was covered in sweat, her supple and boneless beauty resembling a fleshy white snake, both erotic and demonic.
"Evil Lotus..."
I murmured softly, but I knew in my heart that this could not be Evil Lotus regaining her senses for a touching reunion with me. It must be that the scattered attacks of the ghost ship were ineffective against me, so she concentrated all her evil power and presented the most powerful human key to launch a major attack on me.
As for who controls whom in this situation, it's no longer important, because Xie Lian's soul has probably already been devoured by the Ghost Ship, submerged in the collective consciousness of countless undead. The alluring body emerging from the vines is less Xie Lian and more a human key, now the beautiful figurehead on the Ghost Ship's prow.
Sure enough, the moment Xie Lian looked at me, I knew the situation was definitely heading in the worst direction, because those eyes had no pearly pupils, only deep, blood-red sockets staring at me, terrifying and sinister, making one shudder as if in a blood-soaked hell.
Even so, I could still see hatred in those malevolent blood eyes, a mixture of the evil lotus's own resentment towards me and the envy and hatred of the dead towards the living. After that gaze filled with deep-seated hatred, the evil lotus suddenly yanked its head and let out a shrill, mournful whistle.
A roar pierced the heavens, tearing at the gloomy, blood-stained clouds. A chilling wind suddenly arose, and the dense, dark clouds swirled incessantly, like a giant funnel bursting towards the ground, containing a deathly aura capable of extinguishing all life. I was on the deck when I suddenly felt the surrounding temperature plummet. A layer of frost instantly formed on the deck, and the bone-chilling cold made me shiver violently. My blood churned uncontrollably. If I hadn't been protected by the shield of holy light, this roar alone would have left me bleeding from all seven orifices and lying dead on the ground.
The boundless resentment of countless dead souls, gathered and used through the statue of the beautiful woman, was indeed far more powerful than when it manifested as various demonic beasts. Under the control of the Evil Lotus, powerful and direct magical attacks bombarded the protective light shield around me.
Will-o'-the-wisps, blood rain, and icy winds—a barrage of elemental attacks, all highly lethal techniques from dark magic, including a curse storm that directly targets the mind, all assaulted me relentlessly, putting immense pressure on me. Initially, my protective shield was effective, purifying all the fel attacks that intruded into my holy light. However, as time passed, facing the seemingly endless, raging evil power of the Evil Lotus, my protective holy light began to weaken; although slowly, the shield gradually shrank in size.
This was precisely what I was most worried about. As long as I don't leave the East Sea, the ghost ship's evil power will be almost inexhaustible, but my protective shield can no longer be replenished. Once the holy light is exhausted and the shield breaks, I will die immediately. If I just take the hits like this, the shield will collapse sooner than I expect, and I won't have enough time to get to the evil lotus.
(There's no other way but to try
my luck.) I don't know any strong magic, and if I attack rashly, I will only waste the little light energy I have left and won't be able to use it effectively. But now I have no choice but to take some initiative. Neither the lustful beasts nor the lustful spirits would be enough to hold the line. Originally, the Hellish Lust God couldn't be summoned again for a certain period after being destroyed, but now that I have such powerful energy as a backing, I might be able to summon it directly with my own power without drawing energy from the host's body.
"Ancient lustful spirits, in the name of John Farrell, I sign a contract with you. Please lend me your power, obey me, and manifest yourself."
I was surprised by the overwhelming energy surging wildly within me when I actually summoned the Hellish Lust God. With a change of heart, I decided to go with the flow and try to summon two Lust Gods at once.
"Come forth, Hellish Goddesses, Water-Fire Demon Spider and Phoenix Blood Bee!"
The black and red dragon-patterned demon spider and the blood-red phoenix-tailed evil bee, my two prized summoned gods of lust, appeared in the snow-white light, unstoppable, charging forward and blocking most of the attacks, allowing me to advance quite a distance.
The Evil Lotus's storm of fierce attacks was not as threatening to the Hellish Goddesses, who had magic resistance, so she had to resort to summoning magic to deal with them, once again materializing the undead monsters to directly attack the summoned beasts with physical force.
Supported by the surging holy light energy, the two lewd gods underwent a transformation, their power greatly increased, surpassing their true strength in my hands. This caused the Black Knight and the Lich to retreat in defeat, all perishing under the lewd gods' ice and fire breaths and bee sting attacks, being scattered and annihilated one by one.
As the fierce battle raged, taking advantage of the distance between the two lewd god beasts and me, Evil Lotus launched a surprise attack. A ten-foot-long white bone dragon spirit appeared out of thin air, swooping down from behind me.
The idea of defeating the dragon spirit with the Lewd Movement technique was unrealistic, but the next level of the Lewd Movement technique was suitable for handling this situation.
"Lustful Wave!"
Originating from the combination of my own lust and magic, it forms a 360-degree protective shield around me, offering only minor protection—not a particularly advanced technique. My original intention was merely to add a little extra protection within the Holy Light shield, increasing my resistance. However, the moment I used Lustful Wave, the immense energy surging within me instantly upgraded the technique, transforming it into a thick wall of Lustful Waves. Combined with the Holy Light shield, the dragon demon crashed into it, letting out a deafening scream that shook the very air, disintegrating and scattering, its bones turning to ash.
I was both surprised and delighted. Everything was just like when I obtained the Yellow Crystal. All my lewd magic was amplified, giving me the opportunity to use high-level spells beyond my own capabilities to contend with the Evil Lotus. On the surface, it was a battle between me and the Evil Lotus, but in reality, it was the boundless evil power of the Ghost Ship split in two, clashing through my and the Evil Lotus's bodies.
Born of the same energy, yet divided into light and darkness, good and evil, engaged in a fierce, relentless struggle. This vaguely gave me a glimpse into the truth, but a tremendous sound, not belonging to this side, briefly distracted me.
While I was locked in a battle of light and darkness with the Evil Lotus, the battle on the high seas continued. The resistance fleet was completely outmatched, sinking one ship after another to the bottom of the sea; under the curse of the blood-red moonlight, the newly dead soldiers instantly turned into living corpses, taking up their swords once more to slash at the flesh and blood of their former comrades.
Beyond the other side of the battlefield, the place where the giant dragon had appeared had become a dark, indistinct area, as if shrouded in a thick black fog, or as if under immense pressure, forcing out all the seawater within, forming a strange, self-contained space.
The giant dragon may have disappeared, disintegrating to reveal the inner palace of the sea god, which was stubbornly resisting the ghost ship's call for its return with its remaining strength. Li Huamei and the Black Dragon King were probably also within that black fog, continuing their unfinished battle. Even though they were far apart and obscured by the fog, I could still faintly see Li Huamei's golden sword energy flashing within it.
The battle between the strongest beings, a head-on clash of eighth-level power, caused truly earth-shattering destruction that nothing could conceal. I noticed these changes but could do nothing about it, only silently praying that Li Huamei could win, or at least not be defeated by Kurosawa Kazuo. Otherwise, if Kurosawa Kazuo were allowed freedom of movement, our side would inevitably suffer a complete defeat.
On my side, after Xie Lian's attack completely failed, she once again raised her head and roared wildly, stirring up the winds and clouds of the heavens. Several black lightning bolts lashed down, piercing through the holy light shield, but were blocked by the wall of lustful waves and quickly dissipated, making me secretly glad that I had this move.
The lightning and thunder were merely the clarion call for another wave of battle. After the bolts of lightning struck the deck, several flickering figures gradually emerged, causing me to involuntarily gasp. I hadn't expected Xie Lian to be able to do this.
The beast magic prevalent among the Southern Barbarians originated from the summoning of light and dark magic. Although they had achieved a higher level of mastery in beast summoning than those two, they had not learned the highest secret of summoning magic: divine summoning. The most powerful killer of lewd magic, the Hell God of Lust, is still just a magical beast that has merged with the soul of a living being, despite being called a god of lust. However, when light and dark magic are mastered to the extreme, it is able to directly invite the gods to descend to the mortal world by borrowing the power of the gods, either to possess it or to manifest a faint form. Although it is still subject to many restrictions and cannot fully exert the power of the gods, it is potentially a thousand times stronger than ordinary magic that borrows the power of the gods.
(Summoning a dark god directly? That's going too far! How... how can I possibly handle this?)
Judging by normal magical common sense, magic capable of summoning a god is a destructive forbidden move that only an eighth-level archmage can unleash, belonging to the highest level of combat. Although I practice erotic magic, I don't have Famit's ability to suddenly leap into the highest level of combat. How can I possibly withstand it?
But the situation didn't allow me to think about it. In the brief moment of my hesitation, four ethereal phantoms gradually became clear around me.
The dark figure to the left front had skin and muscles that seemed to grow in reverse, with exposed tendons and bones. Pinkish brain matter on its head resembled a large hat, and the skin of its face was cut open and pulled to the left and right, making it look like a living skull.
The woman to the right front was more human-like, with a pair of black membranous wings on her back that covered most of her body. Instead of hair, she had dark red tentacles that writhed and twisted incessantly.
The two phantoms that appeared behind them were strangely shaped. One was a hybrid creature that resembled a dragon and a tusked elephant, but its body was rotting to the bone and emitted a foul stench. The other was completely hidden inside a tattered cloak, with its blue fangs and triangular silver eyes vaguely visible. Judging from the oppressive aura it exuded, it was probably a spirit of a higher level than a lich, a witch spirit that sorcerers called a "guardian deity".
These devastating forbidden techniques, which only exist in legendary battles and are passed down orally among magicians, have reappeared in the world with the support of the Ghost Ship's endless evil power. This has once again shocked me with the Ghost Ship's power and reminded me of the dark period five hundred years ago, when sorcerers frequently used these destructive forbidden techniques during the chaotic Warring States period. I wonder what kind of terrifying level that must have been?
(No time to think about these things, what should I do now?)
Summoning the dark gods to the world is one of the most powerful killing techniques known in black magic. Compared to dark magic, the gods of light are not as powerful. Summoning the gods of light is not a good idea, so usually light and darkness fight each other. When wizards summon dark gods, monks will use large-scale destruction magic such as "Doomsday Retribution" to retaliate, or simply close their eyes and wait for death.
I understand this principle, but even if I had enough energy to support it, I simply couldn't bring myself to use a move like the Doomsday Retribution. After all, I'm not a true monk who practices light magic; rashly using such a dangerous spell would result in me being incinerated by the purifying flames the moment it was activated.
So… what should I do?
Being dumbfounded isn't a good attitude, much less a good way to die. But no matter how hard I racked my brains, my mind, burdened by immense pressure, remained blank. It was as if the Black Dragon King was standing before me, his massive hand already gripping my throat. Under such direct and deadly pressure, what could I possibly do? What trick could I devise to cope?
Simultaneously, four enormous phantoms, each over ten feet tall, emitted a high-frequency sound wave that pierced my ears like thousands of needles repeatedly drilling into my brain, causing excruciating pain that nearly made me collapse to the ground. This was merely the prelude. At the same moment these brain-piercing sound waves were emitted, the holy light shield that had protected me until now was rapidly compressed, its original seven-foot radius reduced to just over a foot in front of me in the blink of an eye.
Beyond the holy light shield, the scene was no longer clear, but an endless abyss of darkness, relentlessly surging and devouring me. I understood that the intention of those dark deities was to exert pressure from all four directions, squeezing and blasting me, along with the remaining energy I had absorbed, to annihilate me.
The pressure of death was imminent. A cold sweat broke out on my back, and I was at a loss for what to do when suddenly a strong wave of dizziness swept over my brain. It felt as if a gaping hole had opened in my body, and my vital energy was leaking out incessantly.
(W-How could this be? What is sucking my essence? Is this an enemy attack?)
The source of this draining force was extremely greedy for my vital energy, relentlessly sucking it away without leaving anything behind. I initially mistook it for an enemy attack, but I quickly realized it was wrong, because the darkness surrounding me suddenly retreated several feet.
The darkness receded, but the fading light did not extend its reach. What appeared between this struggle between light and darkness?
In that instant, a thought flashed through my mind: the Warring States period five hundred years ago was a glorious era in which both magic and martial arts reached their peak. Summoning dark gods and casting doomsday curses were legendary and powerful forbidden spells that had been used by masters. But in the end, the only god-like figure recognized by everyone as invincible in his time was still Famit Xiu Kamu, "the most lecherous magician in history." And the ultimate move that accompanied him through countless battles and defeated countless heroes and archmages was the six dark summoning beasts that shook the world!
One in front, one behind, my two summoned lustful gods stood in the realms of light and darkness, carving out strange spaces that neither light nor darkness could penetrate, shielding me from the curse and spiritual pressure of the dark gods. In this precarious balance, the Water-Fire Demon Spider and the Phoenix Blood Bee suddenly underwent changes, rapidly writhing and transforming from their original beast-like forms. In a daze, their half-human, half-beast outlines vaguely seemed familiar...
(Half-human, half-beast mutation... This is... the abnormal transformation of the Water-Fire Spider that I activated when I returned to the past!)
The mutation that occurred once before, powered by the energy of the yellow crystal, has now reappeared, and this time it has mutated two summoned beasts; when those two fair, bare backs appeared before me, their graceful curves aroused a strong desire in me, making me want to know what kind of alluring beauty the mutated beauties formed by the summoned beasts would possess?
However, the increasingly intense dizziness in my mind alerted me to another big problem. The last time the summoned beasts mutated, it was because the topaz contained Famit's spell and residual magic power. But this time, both summoned beasts mutated together, requiring far more energy than last time. However, the energy source that supports their activities... seems to be myself, right?
(This is bad! These two summoned beasts don't obey my commands at all. If they keep sucking me like this, how can I hold on? I'll be dried into a dried-up corpse even before the enemy makes a move...)
My savior has turned into a death god, making my death even faster. I was terrified. My mind, which had been completely blank, finally squeezed out a little idea. I could no longer care about the risks. I concentrated the remaining light energy in my body and compressed it to the limit as much as I could, making the energy rush away wildly. In an instant, it passed the critical point.
As I performed this action, the illusory images of dark gods surrounding me moved in unison. Amidst the ear-piercing, high-frequency shrieks, the funnel-shaped swirling clouds were once again pulled down, and the ferocious forms of countless undead emerged from the darkness, accompanied by fierce will-o'-the-wisps, mournful blood rain, and invisible curses from evil spirits, like a stampede of ten thousand horses, crashing down from all directions; the wind howled, and the evil clouds blotted out the sky, as if the entire world was roaring at me, determined to annihilate me.
At the same time, the two summoned beasts in front of and behind me also moved in unison. Based on my senses as the manipulator, I knew they weren't intentionally protecting me. They were simply ignited by the long-awaited spectacle of battle, their fighting spirit ignited, eager to unleash their power once more and remind the world of their dominance over the world five hundred years ago.
The two alluring figures before and behind me both possessed the same full breasts and slender waists, with jade-like arms like pink lotus roots, swaying gracefully in their movements. However, in their lower bodies, the Dragon Spider Evil God's human form only extended to her lower abdomen, her lower abdomen transforming into a spider body. In contrast, the Bee Evil God's curves extended downwards from her slender waist, merging with her tail sac to form a large, white buttock, brimming with curves and luster, shimmering with the color of pearls and exuding the scent of lilies, with a sharp, ivory-like spike protruding from the end of her spine.
As the fierce enemy attack came head-on, the two dark summoned beasts simultaneously raised their hands, which shone with glittering golden light, swaying gracefully as if in a dance. Their enchanting and seductive posture resembled a dozen pairs of colorful butterflies chasing the morning dew. In particular, their waists swayed lewdly in sync with the rhythm of their arms, their filthy buttocks sticking out. Their smooth backs and full buttocks formed an indescribably perfect curve, just like the most wicked and seductive demon dance in legends, dazzling the eyes and making people willing to die for it, for eternal glory.
For a moment, even I was mesmerized, until a powerful force swept out in all directions, directly confronting the attack of the evil spirits that seemed to have a thousand horses and a thousand soldiers. Even the dark gods roared in anger at it. Only then did I wake up in a cold sweat and realize that these movements were not meant to confuse the enemy, but rather to form hand seals and use equally powerful magic to counterattack the enemy.
(How is this possible? It's just a summoned beast, yet it not only has its own consciousness but can also use powerful spells. This... this has transcended the realm of a summoned beast and entered the domain of a contracted god. Heavens! Famit, what exactly have you created?)
Five hundred years ago, the invincible dark summoned beast defeated heroes and annihilated evil, displaying unparalleled power. Now, I can finally experience that invincible splendor. Unfortunately, the intense pain in my flesh and blood makes it impossible for me to continue. With a fierce grit of my teeth, as the dark god and the god of hell were about to launch an even stronger second wave of frontal assault, I released all the remaining energy that I had previously compressed to the limit.
Although the Dark Summoned Beasts completely disobeyed my commands, due to the invisible connection between the host and the parasite, they were still affected by me to a minimum. At least, those mutated from my soul were completely defenseless against attacks from my side. Under normal circumstances, my attacks on them would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; even without defense, they wouldn't cause any damage. But this time was an exception. The divine light energy, enhanced through compression, exploded with destructive power comparable to my full-power state when I first stepped onto the Ghost Ship. Under this heavy blow, the two Hellish Gods who received my "self-destruct" command were semi-forced to carry out my order.
The combined power of the fully-powered Dark Summoned Beast, along with the remnants of Holy Light energy that have increased in destructive power, is no less than that of a single strike from the Yamato Wave Cannon. What Muto Ran most wanted to do but could not do, I accomplished in my hands. The result that erupted in an instant can only be described as earth-shattering and wailing.
The four dark gods, thousands of ferocious beasts, and countless wandering phantoms of wronged and vengeful souls were all swallowed up in an instant by a brilliant white light. The enormous shockwave that shook the heavens and the earth was reminiscent of the explosion and destruction of celestial bodies. All the hideous and powerful enemies were annihilated one by one in this explosion. Even the originally dense black demonic energy gradually faded under the intense white light and eventually disappeared completely.
I can't describe the pain I endured while in the eye of the storm. It felt like every inch of my skin was being scalded by boiling water, then sliced apart piece by piece with a sharp knife, from head to toe, all at once. The pain was so intense it made my vision blur, yet my consciousness remained crystal clear.
I wasn't even sure if I would survive this gamble, because there was a high chance I would perish in the explosion along with Xie Lian, our souls scattered to the winds, leaving not even ashes behind. Given the scale of the explosion, such a thing was highly likely to happen.
However, I still did it without hesitation. It wasn't because I was exceptionally brave... really, it had nothing to do with courage. I was simply choosing the option with a higher chance of survival between "ten chances of death" and "nine chances of survival," and it had absolutely nothing to do with personal courage.
But this all-or-nothing gamble, unrelated to courage, succeeded. I guess I was a little lucky. The two Dark Summoning Beasts that were blown up fulfilled their minimum duty by using all their power to form a barrier for me while self-destructing. Combined with the fact that the explosion's epicenter had the least impact, I miraculously survived.
When I regained consciousness and opened my eyes, the scene before me was neither eerie nor demonic; it was simply a wrecked ship riddled with holes and broken bones, as if it had just been struck by a meteor shower.
The eerie chill that had permeated the entire ship was completely gone, and the vine that had climbed straight up to the sky had vanished, leaving only a small hill made up of ash-covered vines. A faint, putrid stench hung in the air, and a chilling wind still gently brushed against the hillside.
The silence was starkly different from the fierce battle that had just taken place, almost making one believe that the ghost ship, a bloody scourge that had haunted the people of the East Sea for five hundred years, had been vanquished by me alone!
Unfortunately, I possess magical knowledge and know that things are not so simple. If it were that easy, Famit would have completely destroyed the ghost ship back then, without having to expend so much effort to seal it away. Undeniably, the explosion severely damaged millions of undead, but it couldn't have eradicated them. Currently, there's only a window of opportunity for evil power. Once the scattered undead reassemble and reach a point where they can unleash their evil power, the ghost ship can immediately resurrect and reappear. The most obvious evidence is… this skeletal ship, though devoid of yin energy, is still floating in mid-air.
I looked around, searching for any trace of the Evil Lotus. Finally, amidst a large pile of vine ash, I spotted the familiar outline of a female body.
When I reached the pile of vine ash, a dozen or so dark green tentacles weakly swayed, seemingly trying to protect the evil female figurehead of the Ghost Ship. However, the powerless tentacles were easily severed by my sword, and I drove straight to the Evil Lotus.
It hasn't been long since I boarded the Ghost Ship, but it feels like I've endured countless hardships, spending countless lifetimes to finally arrive here.
Gazing at the disheveled, haggard beauty, I reached into my robes, hoping this last of my magical weapons could rescue this blood-red beauty who had succumbed to darkness.
◆ Chapter Three: A dozen
tentacles danced wildly, but their movements were slow, giving the impression of about to collapse. Clearly, with the ghost ship's evil power exhausted, these tentacles had also lost their energy, like creatures on the verge of death. From another perspective, when the ghost ship's evil power was restored, these tentacles would be the first to regain power, making them an excellent detector.
A commotion arose from the battlefield on the distant sea. When I turned my gaze there, I saw that the battle had resumed. The rebel fleet, which had been decimated by the disappearance of the ghost ship's evil power, was now able to catch its breath and was regrouping. But suddenly a horn sounded, and the Black Dragon Society fleet, which had been hiding a hundred miles away, pounced on the waves like a hungry tiger. Before the ships even arrived, a hail of cannonballs and arrows rained down from the sky.
The rebel fleet had already suffered heavy casualties at the hands of the massive Undead Legion, like melons on a withered vine, beyond repair. In contrast, the Black Dragon Society soldiers, clad in black armor and helmets, had not only been conserving their strength but might even have been given stimulants, making them as fierce as tigers unleashed. In close combat with the rebel fleet, they broke through the enemy's formation with astonishing force, using grappling hooks to scale the enemy ships one by one, routing the rebel soldiers like a house of cards, their screams and cries of agony lamenting their inability to escape.
I witnessed all of this, but there was nothing I could do. One person's strength is ultimately limited. I am not a top-tier mage, and I lack the ability to save the situation on my own. However, I still have something to do: separate the Evil Woman's head from the ghost ship's hull. Otherwise, once the ghost ship reconnects with the evil power, the army of millions of undead will reappear, and the resistance fleet will be wiped out completely.
I turned my head and looked straight ahead. After passing through the powerless obstruction of more than a dozen tentacles, I had arrived in front of the Evil Lotus.
The evil lotus, now fused with the ghost ship, was no different from before. Her limbs had merged with the vines, leaving only her torso exposed, her long hair hanging low. From the side, only her snow-white shoulders and rounded waist were visible; her pure white body clung quietly to the vines, her full breasts remaining perfectly still.
(Strange… her belly?)
When I first met the evil lotus in the East Sea, I was puzzled. The evil lotus, who should have conceived and was pregnant with my child, showed no signs of pregnancy. Later, Wu Tenglan told me that the evil lotus, in order to perform the "Three Spirits in One" vampire technique, had long ago refined the fetus within her body, rendering it lifeless and turning it into a fossil-like thing. Naturally, her abdomen wouldn't bulge. But the evil lotus before me now… …
Her arms were entwined with the vines behind her back, as if they had been cut off at the shoulders, making her high breasts even fuller. The heavy, round, and large breasts looked so plump and tender that they seemed to melt. Her legs, which had merged with the vines, only had a small part above the knees exposed. Her round belly was swollen high, and she looked as if she was about to give birth. The large belly became the most eye-catching part of her snow-white body.
If you didn't count the pregnant belly, Xie Lian really looked a lot like Wu Teng Lan. But when Xie Lian accidentally raised her head, I was overjoyed because her originally crimson blood eyes had pupils reappeared, which meant that Xie Lian's soul had returned, although… it was a brainwashed soul.
"You beast! How dare you show your face in front of me... I..."
Upon seeing me, Xie Lian reacted violently, struggling against her immobile body and screaming. Her eyes were filled with hatred and resentment, as if she wanted to pounce on me and bite off a piece of my flesh.
"Want to kill me? How interesting. When we first met, you always wanted me dead. Now it seems like we've gone back to that time..."
I said softly, walking up to Xie Lian, ignoring her shouts and cursing. My gaze was fixed on her snow-white belly, then moved upwards to her full chest.
Her F-cup breasts, like two towering, snow-white hills, with purplish-red nipples the size of coins, standing erect like a pair of large red dates, constantly evoking the warm feeling of burying my face in those breasts.
As I approached, Xie Lian tried desperately to attack me, but having lost her limbs and all her magic, she was now powerless to resist. Once she realized this, she switched to avoiding my gaze and touch, engaging in the only form of "non-cooperation."
This was not the time to waste words; no matter what I said, Xie Lian's brainwashing would not be broken, so I simply went along with her perception and became her mortal enemy.
"You're getting goosebumps? Haha, why such a big reaction? What have I done? At most, I messed with you and got rid of your baby, such a small thing... Hey, you hate me so much, you even tried to seduce me on the beach last time... Remember how happy you looked last time? Was it all acting? Or... did I really send you to heaven last time?"
"Pah! You demon, I will never do this to you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, I placed one hand on Xie Lian's left breast and deliberately used a special technique to carve a cross on her soft breast with my fingernail. I am not a monk and do not have the cultivation of light magic. Xie Lian has also undergone a complete transformation, so this childish cross mark has no effect on her. However, she has lost all her magic power and is at her weakest. Her nipple is a sensitive spot on her body. The moment the cross mark was made, it felt like a red-hot branding iron was stamped on her.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Xie Lian's shrill scream was like a small knife slicing through my eardrums, ringing sharply in my ears. Luckily, I was prepared. I dodged her bites while covering her mouth with one hand, and with the other, I kneaded her full, snowy breasts, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, changing the shape of the soft, warm flesh in my palm.
"Feels good, doesn't it? This is just the beginning. Don't think that humans can't handle vampires."
The mature woman's large breasts felt wonderful. As I kneaded them, I drew crosses on Xie Lian's beautiful flesh. These varying degrees of burning pain, after I activated my aphrodisiac lust barrier, all became the source of my physical desire.
During her time as a female bandit, Xie Lian led a life of debauchery and debauchery, especially enjoying sadomasochistic and immoral intercourse. Pain and pleasure, two different yet similar stimuli, had long been a part of her being. The more painful it was, the more excited she became, causing the beautiful mature woman's screams of pain to quickly weaken, her whole body to tremble, and her face to flush red.
"Hehe, I told you I know your body very well. Making you feel good is a piece of cake for me." I chuckled wickedly. "Give up the thought of resisting and have some more fun with me. I can make you happy, or I can send you to hell, for example..."
I ran my fingernail across Xie Lian's swollen, snow-white belly, drawing a thin line. The skin I touched was soft and smooth as cream. Her abdomen trembled as I traced the line, not only because of my strength but also because of the fear that emanated from this woman's heart.
"After one horizontal line, if one vertical line appears, the child in your belly..."
"No! No!"
Xie Lian screamed, her eyes revealing panic and fear for the first time; the fear that I would hurt her belly overwhelmed her hatred, and in that brief moment, I did see her pleading, and the maternal instinct hidden beneath the Black Widow's seductive exterior.
Knowing full well that the fetus growing inside Xie Lian couldn't possibly be a normal one, I ruthlessly exploited this blind spot in her mind, coldly saying, "Try resisting again. I can test how much the cross affects a vampire's child."
Enveloped in the pink mist of lust, Xie Lian's snow-white breasts bounced up and down with her rapid breathing. I steadied my hand, caressing one of her breasts, and with a gentle press of my palm, the rosy nipple pushed upwards, bulging high, making it incredibly tempting.
"You...you dog...I..."
Amidst Xie Lian's muffled moans, I saw that she was unable to resist, and took her other nipple into my mouth, kissing it gently until it swelled and hardened. Then I licked it with the tip of my tongue and gently bit it with my teeth, while my hands held her beautiful breast and rubbed it from side to side until her snow-white breast, like a steamed bun, was swollen and red from my kneading.
Unable to resist, Xie Lian was completely open-minded, her body and mind ignited by the lustful barrier and aphrodisiac techniques. Even the most seductive and wanton vampire queen, when consumed by intense lust, was nothing more than a fleshy doll submitting to primal desires. Xie Lian's breathing became rapid, her plump, tender white breasts and belly heaving violently, her lewd panting echoing in my ears. Her cheeks were flushed, and her half-closed, alluring eyes blazed with lust, while streams of nectar gushed from the small space between her legs.
"You're wet, huh? Your moans are still so sweet. Compared to you, those screaming bastards sound awful..."
The deafening sounds of battle still echoed from the distant sea. The resistance was probably on the verge of annihilation. I paid them no heed, but I had no intention of using their screams to my advantage either. The reason I was playing with a woman's breasts like a pervert at this critical moment was solely to weaken Xie Lian's will to resist.
Concerned about the harm I might inflict on her unborn child, Xie Lian made no move to resist. However, the rebellious spirit within her was a stumbling block I had to deal with. So, from the moment we met, I relentlessly teased her, determined to ignite her passion and minimize her resistance.
"Hmm..."
Recalling Xie Lian's smooth and firm calves, and her fair and tender thighs, those were indeed unforgettable beautiful limbs. Now, most of her limbs have been assimilated by the vines behind her, leaving only a broken torso. The wicked scene was also so hot and sexy, especially her fair and round belly and her plump and bloated figure, which made people feel a kind of tyrannical mentality of being strong and weak. I had to take a deep breath to suppress the hot feeling in my chest.
Xie Lian's body was voluptuous. Compared to the girlish charm of Ah Xue and the Neon Sisters, her mature sensuality was unmatched. I ran my hand along the swollen curve of her waist, groping for her plump, round buttocks. I parted her thighs and gazed at the alluring area between her legs.
The flower valley of this mature woman was covered with soft, purplish-red pubic hair on her swollen mound. Her skin was smooth and white. Her deep red labia parted as her thighs spread, revealing two small, brownish labia, like a plump, tender, and alluring flower. The frequently flowing nectar overflowed from her flower valley, covering her entire plump, white buttocks, wetting the thick, purplish-red pubic hair, and flowing down her thighs.
I knelt down, and when my knees touched the deck made of white bones, I felt a strange chill. However, I took the opportunity to take the swollen female clitoris into my mouth. With each lick, Xie Lian's whole body trembled, and she let out a moan of "Ah... Ah...".
After licking the clitoris until it was burning hot, I moved down to the entrance of the beautiful young woman's vagina. My tongue slowly rotated inside the vaginal canal, rubbing against the tender flesh and stirring it inside.
"Oh...ahhh..."
Unable to resist the teasing, Xie Lian acted as if it were her first time being served like this by a man. Her juices flowed uncontrollably, forgetting her shyness. She desperately thrust her snow-white buttocks forward, bringing her thick, fleshy cleft close to my mouth, so that the man's tongue could penetrate deeper into her vagina. She completely forgot that I was her mortal enemy.
I half-raised my head and saw Xie Lian looking at me with eyes full of lust, as if she were looking forward to it. She was desperately thrusting her big white buttocks forward, swaying her lower body uncontrollably, craving my further penetration.
I've worked so hard for this moment, but I still have a lingering doubt: is Xie Lian's gaze genuine, or is it a trap to lure me in? If I can't minimize her resistance, the plan will be highly risky. With that thought, I reached into my robes and touched the purple hexagonal crystal inside.
"We can't wait any longer... We have to gamble. Success depends entirely on this. Mutoran, don't give me a piece of junk!"
In the Sea God's Palace, Mutoran and I discussed tactics to defeat the enemy. When we talked about the final step, she mentioned that the Ghost Ship couldn't be destroyed, but it could be put to sleep again. As long as the key that would become the Evil Woman's head was separated from the ship, the Ghost Ship could be sent back to the Otherworld through a magic circle controlled by Mutoran. The biggest technical difficulty in doing this was gaining control of the Evil Woman's head.
Once control was gained, it would be like holding a snake by its vital point, allowing one to give the order to disintegrate it. But taming the brainwashed Evil Lotus in a short time and getting her to give the order to disintegrate it was no easy task. However, Wu Tenglan lightly brushed off the question.
"Young master, there's no need to belittle yourself. No matter what kind of evil magic or power it is, when it comes to controlling the primordial spirit and soul, there is no technique in this world stronger than the Hellish God of Lust. Even you, as long as you use the second method, then..."
The Hellish God of Lust requires the woman's willing cooperation to succeed in casting the spell. Even after success, it can only control the woman's body, not her mind. Otherwise, I would have already dealt with Yu Hong. However, the Hellish God of Lust's control over the host's soul is unparalleled. No matter what kind of brainwashing magic it is, it will be neutralized when it clashes head-on with the Hellish God of Lust. Therefore, it has become an unparalleled divine technique to break brainwashing.
In the past, the erotic rituals I performed on Zhizhi and Yuhong always involved using life crystals containing immense energy, such as the Dragon's Soul and Phoenix Blood Soul. However, if it weren't for enhancing their power and transforming their bodies, the proper Hellish Erotic Ritual wouldn't actually require such items.
The second method Wutenglan mentioned, which is the method I used in the past two times, utilizes the immense energy within the life crystals to transform the female body and enhance her power. If successful, it should be able to regain consciousness from Xie Lian, who has already become the Evil Woman's head statue, and place her under my control, thus dismantling the Ghost Ship.
"Don't make it sound so obvious. Using life crystals to cast spells? Where am I supposed to get those? Now you want me to slay dragons and phoenixes? Even if I had the ability, I couldn't find a target!"
In response to my protest, Wu Tenglan gave me some tools, mostly for infiltrating the Sealed Spirit Island and for survival, but also some treasures for the final mission. On a gold belt adorned with iridescent gems, one of which is the purple hexagonal crystal I'm holding now.
Neither stone nor glue, this purple, hard object, like the Dragon's Soul and Phoenix Blood Soul, is the life crystal of some rare and exotic beast. It was extracted from the brain of a beast whose head was forcibly severed in its final moments before death, making it extremely precious. It was one of Famit's legacies left in the Sea God's Palace. Wu Tenglan didn't say what kind of rare beast's soul essence it was; it might also be from some kind of dragon. That night, time flew by, and I didn't have a chance to ask her in detail.
(The other gems on this belt don't look like ordinary stones either. Could they all be... Hmm, there probably wasn't much of a conservation concept five hundred years ago. Famit and his crew probably killed countless rare beasts. No wonder there are fewer and fewer dragons in the world today, and fewer and fewer famous monsters...)
An unrelated question popped into my head, and I was suddenly awakened by a chilling feeling. Looking around, although the scenery hadn't changed, I couldn't help but shiver. I realized that the temperature around me was dropping rapidly. I glanced to the side and saw that the tentacles that had been limp and collapsed before now seemed to have regained some vitality, indicating that the evil power of the ghost ship was rapidly recovering.
(Oh no, I can't waste any more time!)
The Hellish God of Lust's spell requires the cooperation of a woman. If the woman resists too much, even the caster will die during the process. This is something I've always been worried about, but realizing the current situation is dire, I can't hesitate any longer. I drew a few circles on the outside of Xie Lian's flower valley with the purple crystal in my hand, and after it was soaked with enough lubricating nectar, I pushed it into the wet flower path.
"Ahhhhhh!"
As if sensing the powerful energy contained in the purple crystal, Xie Lian threw her head back and howled, as if a ball of fire had been stuffed between her legs.
(The opportunity has come!)
I loosened my belt, shifted my position slightly, and guided my penis to press against the muddy petals of the evil lotus. With a slight effort, I forced my way through the crimson flesh into a narrow passage. I was tightly enveloped by the tight, slippery flesh walls, and an exhilarating pleasure immediately spread throughout my body.
Having successfully penetrated the flesh wall, I was just about to embark on my conquest when a strange chill surged from deep within my spine, rushing straight to my head. I was startled to realize that a deadly crisis was approaching. This crisis did not come from the evil lotus beneath me, but rather from... behind me!
Realizing someone was plotting against me, I instinctively tried to dodge, but the enemy's movements were too fast. I only heard a rapid whooshing sound as my back was struck as if by some heavy iron weapon. The pain made my vision go black. If it weren't for the few remaining energy protecting me, my entire upper body would surely have been shattered by this blow.
(This is... a throwing knife?)
Seeing the bloodstained blade protruding from my side, I was momentarily stunned, unable to comprehend what kind of enemy had launched the sneak attack. Judging from the powerful force, the attacker must have been far away and highly skilled, but I had no idea who the expert was. At that moment, I suddenly noticed a look of joy in Xie Lian's eyes, as if she had seen a savior, and she cried out,
"Master! I..." "
You bastard!"
Unable to suppress the pain and anger in my body, I slapped Xie Lian hard across the face. The pain from the aggravated wound was intense, and cold sweat poured down my back.
The worst-case scenario unfolded. Although I didn't know how the deathmatch would end, or what would become of Kato Taka, that madman
, Takema Ima, had returned! "Hahaha! No one can defeat me! Kato Taka is fucking dead! No one in this world can kill me or defeat me! Hahahaha!"
The deafening laughter, even from a hundred feet away, still made my eardrums ache, echoing far and wide. I couldn't see Takema Ima's face, but from his voice, I could tell he was seriously injured. Even so, he seemed to still possess the peak power of the sixth level, not only enough to kill me but also to dominate the entire arena. At this crucial juncture, his appearance was undoubtedly a fatal blow.
(This is really the end... What about Katotaka? Is he dead? Sigh...)
In an instant, I felt utterly dejected. My lower body, now merged with Xie Lian, had no intention of escaping. After all, where could I possibly run to in this situation? The Wujian Demon had its sights set on me, determined to kill me as soon as possible. He had wings and could fly to pursue me, so I had nowhere to run. The joy flashing in Xie Lian's eyes only proved this point.
But Xie Lian's gaze changed in the next moment, becoming one of astonishment and confusion. At the same time, a sharp, howling wind and the wailing of countless ghosts filled the air. My first thought was that the evil power of the Ghost Ship had fully recovered, countless wronged and vengeful spirits had begun to stir, and the East Sea had been completely plunged into hell.
However, I quickly realized that the evil power of the Ghost Ship could not possibly recover so quickly. If it had truly recovered, Xie Lian, as the head of the Evil Woman statue, could not have been unharmed. In addition, the roar of the Wujian Demon, the sound of countless arrows cutting through the wind, and the mournful wind surrounding the Wujian Demon all indicated that the Wujian Demon had met its match.
(It's dark necromancy! Could it be that the Black Dragons are having internal strife, and someone wants to kill this top general? No, that's impossible. Could it be...?)
This sudden thought sent a surge of surprise and joy through my heart. I couldn't help but turn around and saw tiny white lights appearing in the dark sky, flying rapidly towards Fengling Island. Countless magical arrows were being fired wildly at the Wujian Demon in the air. Although they didn't cause him any real harm, they did significantly restrict his movements.
On the distant horizon, more than a dozen heavy warships sailed in, their flags fluttering in the wind, drums beating loudly to announce the arrival of a large reinforcement. On board, mages cast spells to inflate the winds, each ship's sails billowing, and the large oars churning the hulls propelled the warships forward with astonishing force, pressing directly towards the battlefield.
This must have been all the resistance forces stationed elsewhere. Had they arrived even a moment earlier, encountering the endless army of darkness, the entire resistance force in the East China Sea would have been annihilated. But now, facing Black Dragon Society soldiers, who were also made of flesh and blood, their arrival was enough to turn the tide of the entire conflict.
The Black Dragon Society's warships, sensing the arrival of this new force, began to turn and attack, but the Winged Clan troops in the air acted first. Clad in alluring leather light armor, the Winged Clan female warriors, each wielding powerful magical bows, frequently fired downwards, using their aerial advantage to severely damage the Black Dragon Society soldiers, repeatedly replicating their glorious achievements of the past few months.
Li Huamei must have invested heavily in this "air force," because they used not only powerful magical bows and arrows, but also heavy crossbows, operated by three winged female warriors working together. Each shot unleashed a massive fireball that hurtled down, sending Black Dragon Society soldiers flying and screaming in terror.
The air force provided cover for the navy, and this fresh force immediately changed the tide of battle, leaving the previously invincible Black Dragon Society soldiers caught in a pincer movement and at a disadvantage. Besides the winged female warriors with their bare, beautiful legs, another scene caught my eye.
Dressed in a crimson swordsman's robe, with a white wine jug hanging at his waist and a familiar jet-black greatsword slung across his back, Mao Yan'an, looking every bit the mighty warrior, bares his left upper body and strikes a large leather drum with a blue drumstick.
"Rescue Admiral Li! Slaughter all the Black Dragon Society traitors!"
The powerful drumbeats, imbued with a mysterious melody, combined with the sounds of battle, clashing swords, and arrows piercing the air, to create an inspiring and rousing symphony. As the soldiers looked up at the top of the flagship's tower, where nine large flags fluttered in the wind, Mao Yan'an, abandoning his usual refined gentlemanly demeanor, glared angrily and beat the drum with furious intensity. Each drumbeat, delivered with his powerful strokes, seemed like a thunderclap, igniting the soldiers' fighting spirit.
Wearing the same sexy light armor as the Feathered Clan female warriors, only with an extra white robe, Katrina led her people into flight from the flagship, unleashing the most powerful magical crossbows, bombarding the Takema Demon with overwhelming firepower.
"In the name of Katrina, I command the Flame Griffin to emerge!"
Not only did Katrina use heavy firepower, but she also employed her most proficient beast magic. A griffin-headed beast composed of flames and intense light roared and fiercely attacked the Takema Demon in mid-air.
Despite his peak sixth-level strength, his invincible steel demon body, and his status as the undisputed number one warrior of the Black Dragon Society, Wu Jian was overwhelmed by the relentless attacks. He could only temporarily evade the attacks by flying, unable to launch a direct assault. Seeing me triumphantly raping the Evil Lotus right before his eyes, the madman roared in fury, vowing to capture all the Feather Clan members, rape them to death, and then grind me to dust.
While Katrina's horde of winged warriors certainly harassed the Demon Warrior, the real reason he was overwhelmed and forced into a disadvantageous position was the relentless onslaught of undead swarming around him, relentlessly attacking and corroding his veins. This kept the Demon Warrior still, and after several hits from the magic crossbows, his movements slowed, and he fell into the winged warriors' attack formation.
To control undead and restrain a master like the Demon Warrior, one would need at least a level six mage, and the resistance lacked such a talent. Initially, I thought it was Black Dragon causing internal strife, but seeing Mao Yan'an and Katrina appear one after the other, I finally understood who had driven the Demon Warrior into this predicament.
A giant eagle made entirely of white bones circled and descended directly above me. It seemed to be a summoned spirit used as a means of transportation. However, the focus of my gaze was not on the skeletal eagle, but on the beautiful little fox girl who jumped off its back.
"Master!"
A clear, delicate voice descended from the sky. A snow-white cloak embroidered with gold thread fluttered in the air, creating a bright white cloud that softened the impact of the fall. Accompanied by its owner's graceful figure, it slowly floated down, landing three feet in front of me. Upon landing, the impact caused the girl's two large, round, snow-white breasts to shake violently. The plump flesh was squeezed up by the collar of her cloak, forming an incredibly deep cleavage—a sight I was very familiar with.
"Master, Master, are you... alright? I discovered a great undead disturbance at sea in Honolulu, and Uncle Mao immediately went to find Chief Katrina to come here, but we were still a step too late. Are you alright?" Her
concerned call, her delicate voice overflowing with concern, brought tears of joy to my eyes when Ah Xue's sweet and sincere greeting reached my ears.
Silly girl, why are you so late...
◆ Chapter Four: The Headless Knight
Mao Yan'an and Katrina brought fresh troops, turning the tide of the battle; Ah Xue's appearance brought timely hope, however, the situation did not ease, and we were still in a precarious situation.
First, the ghost ship's evil power is rapidly recovering, which is partly thanks to Ah Xue's arrival. She used dark magic to drive the undead to attack the interdimensional demons, which indirectly responded to the ghost ship's magic power, allowing it to recover sooner. If the previous army of thousands of undead were to reappear, let alone this fresh force, even if ten times the number of troops came, they would only be completely annihilated.
Furthermore, the Martial Demon was also a major problem. Although the fierce artillery fire of the Feathered Clan female warriors held him back, they ultimately couldn't break through his steel demon body, inflicting little real damage. Seeing that he couldn't break through the defenses and get close to the Ghost Ship, he actually flapped his wings and flew back to the Black Dragon Society's ship, killing anyone he saw and creating a rain of blood. It seemed he wanted to use a wicked technique to absorb the essence of his subordinates' flesh and blood to heal his wounds. If he regained his seventh-level power, no one on the field would be his match. Before the Ghost Ship's evil power was restored, Ah Xue and I would both be killed by him.
"Master, let's leave here first! The Feather Clan sisters can't hold them off for long..."
Ah Xue seemed to understand this as well, so as soon as she landed, she first looked shyly at the Evil Lotus beneath me, then wanted me to leave with her and evacuate this place first. But I had other ideas. The whole thing had taken so much effort and hard work, and rather than making that hopeless and futile escape at the end, I would rather take a gamble here.
"Ah Xue, come over here and take off your shirt, quick!"
"Huh? At a time like this? Here?"
Ah Xue looked very surprised, not expecting me to make such a request at this time. Openly committing adultery on a battlefield amidst thousands of troops, she, who had just identified herself as a mage, seemed to find it difficult to accept such a humiliating order. Her face flushed red and then turned pale as she hesitated without making a move.
"It's only been a few days since we last met, and you're already ignoring my words? Hurry up!"
Ultimately, she was a gentle and considerate little fox girl. Urged on by me, Ah Xue put away her magic wand, reached behind her back, and unfastened her cloak and vest. As the corset fell to the ground, a pair of snow-white, enormous breasts that had once made Xie Lian envious immediately sprang out.
Her large, white, and delicate breasts resembled two large white porcelain bowls, topped with two large nipples, as red as two fresh cherries picked from a tree, a unique pink color unique to young girls. Most remarkably, these enormous breasts did not sag at all, remaining firm and upright, which made Xie Lian beneath me envious once again.
"Mmm~~~"
Xie Lian cried out in a high-pitched voice, not because of Ah Xue's enormous breasts, but because I had launched a renewed attack. Taking advantage of Xie Lian's stunned and unprepared state, I struck her core, reigniting her intense lust.
"Fuck...I'll fuck you to death, you slut...I'll fuck you to death...Ahhh...Ahhh..."
With my thrusts, Xie Lian's snow-white, round belly swayed from side to side, accompanied by the seductive panting of the vampire beauty, creating an extremely alluring and lewd scene; I had no time to appreciate it, my hands grabbed Xie Lian's big, white, beautiful buttocks from below, and I thrust wildly with all my might.
Xie Lian's skin flushed red, and her lustful juices flowed out continuously, with "splash, splash!" sounds rising and falling as my penis quickly entered and exited her flower garden, the silky nectar being carried everywhere by my penis, her beautiful buttocks swaying lasciviously, the layers of flesh contracting and writhing violently.
Having lived a life of unbridled debauchery, Xie Lian's lust was already intense. However, during her time in the Black Dragon Society, the Martial Demon was impotent, and no one else dared to touch this important living sacrifice. Unable to be satisfied by a man for so long, her body and mind must have been stretched to the limit. When she met me, who was familiar with every part of her body, she refused to believe that she couldn't ignite her passion. Moreover... I had helpers.
"Ah Xue, come to her right side, hurry! Whether we can save Donghai depends on whether you can get her aroused!"
"Ah!"
Finally realizing the seriousness of the situation, Ah Xue began her attack on Xie Lian. Enduring her embarrassment, she reached between Xie Lian's legs, caressed the point where we were joined, and, covered in sticky, wet nectar, flicked her middle finger upwards, parting the tender anal flesh and effortlessly entering the hot, tight chrysanthemum bud.
"Ah...ah..."
Xie Lian's scream was high-pitched and sharp, with a hint of stimulation and pleasure amidst the obvious pain. Her eyes flashed with surprise, clearly not expecting this shy and timid girl to be so bold.
But Xie Lian didn't know that Xue, whose jade gate was sealed by the Holy Curse of Chastity, had been trained by me to make her anus a pleasure subject to perverse pleasure. When I asked her to help play with a woman's body, the part she was most familiar with was definitely not her jade gate, but her anus.
And this unexpected attack from both ends was very effective. Xie Lian's mature and beautiful body was like it had been set on fire. She threw her head back and cried out in joy, twisting her waist again and again, making her round buttocks rise and fall, welcoming the attack from both her front and back orifices.
Ah Xue rested her face against Xie Lian's chest, feeling the softness and elasticity of his breasts with her cheek, and rubbed her plump, white breasts against Xie Lian's body; her long, slender fingers, while playing with Xie Lian's chrysanthemum buds, occasionally stimulated Xie Lian's clitoris as well.
Vampires are indeed a depraved and evil race; the more intense and brutal the methods, the more excited Xie Lian becomes, practically a divine gift born for masochism. The intimate contact with Ah Xue seemed to excite Xie Lian. As she gradually became accustomed to the burning pain of the cross-shaped branding, my branding actions brought her even more intense pleasure. With each cross-shaped branding, Xie Lian cried out in pleasure amidst the pain, her mature and beautiful flesh trembling violently.
Ah Xue was not used to this abnormal pleasure and remained blushing, unable to get into the mood. However, at my request, she lowered herself and pressed her plump, white, and round breasts against Xie Lian's chest, letting the four smooth, snow-white mounds of flesh rub against each other, creating a stunningly alluring scene.
"Master, this young lady's belly..." Throughout the entire process, Ah Xue's face was flushed, but her gaze was fixed on Xie Lian's bulging, snow-white belly, filled with both curiosity and shyness.
"It's quite big, isn't it? Little Ah Xue, don't you want one too? One day I'll find a way to open your front and put a child in your belly to play with."
"No! No... I don't want that... It's too heavy." Ah Xue hurriedly pushed away, as if she had been greatly frightened, but there was also a happy smile between her brows, making it impossible to figure out her true thoughts.
"Is it heavy? But I see you've practiced quite well. You walk around every day carrying two such big things, and you don't complain about the weight!"
My teasing made Xue blush. She seemed to want to say something, but Xie Lian, who was beneath her, leaned in and kissed her full red lips. His tongue invaded her mouth, making Xue stammer and unable to make a sound.
Before her was Ah Xue's ethereal beauty, which made Xie Lian more likely to forget her hatred and enjoy the physical pleasure. I placed my hands on either side of Xie Lian's abdomen, slowly stroking upwards at the same pace, but with added force, almost like squeezing inwards, until I supported her soft breasts from below. Then my palms covered both her and Ah Xue's perky breasts, gently kneading them back and forth.
"Ah...ah..."
Xie Lian hummed softly, her slender waist pressing down desperately, her two rows of snow-white teeth clenched together, hissing as she inhaled through the gaps, slowly drawing circles with her buttocks, making my penis penetrate deeper into her vaginal flesh...
I thrust wildly, my hands cupping her two round, erect breasts, kneading them wantonly, the sounds filling the air... A series of soft moans rang out, and it was unclear whose tender breasts she was touching; the tight, sticky flesh walls made my penis feel incredibly squeezed. Under the combined caresses of Ah Xue and me, Xie Lian's alluring face revealed an indescribable satisfaction. She rapidly swayed her round, perky buttocks, letting her snow-white, soft belly slam against my hips, making "slap! slap!" sounds.
"Ugh...no...don't put your tongue in...uh..."
Even though she had been teased by Zhizhi before, Ah Xue was not this helpless. She whimpered and tried several times to break free from Xie Lian's tongue. It wasn't until I hit her pretty buttocks hard a few times that even her snow-white fox tail stood up in pain that she complied with my request. She obediently lowered her body and kissed Xie Lian back, letting her four round, white breasts squeeze against each other's chests.
The relentless onslaught transformed Xie Lian into a lustful beast, screaming with ecstasy as she unleashed her voluptuous body before her deeply hated enemy. A strange, deep purple light gradually intensified on her swollen, white belly.
(Success! The Hellish God of Lust is beginning to respond!)
Perhaps I was too hasty in my celebration, for at the very moment the purple light appeared, an unprecedented anomaly occurred. Above Xie Lian's abdomen, wisps of black smoke rose, swirling and intertwining, slowly rotating under the influence of an evil and icy force, seemingly attempting to envelop and cover the purple light.
(W-What's going on? Is the power of the Hellish Lust God being suppressed?)
This is the first time I've encountered resistance when using the Hellish Lust God. In the past, the woman always cooperated, and the spell was performed smoothly. Such Hellish Lust Gods were highly dangerous. This time, I encountered resistance, and I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Not only that, the black aura emanating from the evil lotus's belly resonated with the evil power of the ghost ship. The previously weak and powerless tentacles seemed to have received an energy injection, suddenly becoming lively and vigorous. Ghostly shadows began to appear on the nearby decks, announcing that the boundless evil power of the ghost ship was about to be revived.
"Stop! Stop right now!"
A roar of shock and anger came from afar. The Martial Demon suddenly flew into the air, bravely breaking through the Winged Clan female warriors' firepower. Judging from its fierce appearance, which was as powerful as a demon god, this madman had actually recovered its seventh level of power. Its left demonic claw swept out, easily destroying Katrina Griffin Beast Demon, and charged towards us. The Winged Clan female warriors knew that the situation was urgent, and used their own flesh and blood as the last line of defense, trying to buy me time in a form of almost sacrificial tactics.
"Ugh... Master..." Ah Xue, who was kissing Xie Lian passionately, also realized that something was wrong and warned me.
Seeing the imminent crisis, I knew I was in a bind, so I decided to go all out and, disregarding my own life and safety, began chanting the incantation of the God of Hell.
"O ancient gods at the bottom of the nine abysses! Answer my call, obey the blood oath, offer your pure souls as a sacrifice, and grant this ordinary body a new life of evil, Lubie Sadat Abrahabula."
As with every spell cast by the God of Hell, after I finished chanting this incantation, the amethyst light that had been shining on the evil lotus's lower abdomen suddenly shot upwards, churning and rolling as if it were alive.
Based on past experience, the rising purple light would quickly form an image, transforming into a new soul beast form. However, this time, after the purple light surged upwards, the billowing black smoke seemed to explode in an instant, transforming into a raging black storm that swept into the sky, engulfing and covering the purple light. For a moment, the purple light and black smoke clashed and fought fiercely.
Logically speaking, the operating principle of the Hellish God of Lust is to borrow power from a dark deity of the main god level, and no magic can suppress it. However, the evil power of the millions of undead on the ghost ship is a forbidden force capable of overturning the laws of the world. I really can't predict who will win in this conflict.
"Master? Hmm..."
Ah Xue's voice was strange. I looked in the direction of the sound and was terrified. Xie Lian, who was still passionately kissing Ah Xue, had her eyes turn back into blood-red pupils without eyeballs. She was eerie and bewitching, and had once again broken away from being a "living being" and become the evil female head that unified thousands of dead spirits and vengeful souls. Moreover, her demonic right claw, which was originally combined with the blood vines, had also been pulled out of the vines and was placed on Ah Xue's plump breasts, emitting a golden and evil light.
The situation could only be described as a complete rout, but at this critical moment, I faintly saw a glimmer of blood behind Xie Lian, which felt like the power of the dead and the underworld, yet it was different from the ghost ship. Under the influence of this power, Xie Lian showed a pained expression, his eyes suddenly regaining their clarity and then turning blood red again, clearly at a critical juncture in the clash between the two forces.
(This... could it be?)
A thought flashed through my mind, and I remembered what I had suspected before. Ignoring the fact that I was still connected with Xie Lian, I shouted, "Ah Xue, transfer your dead soul to the back of her neck and pour it down her spine."
Ah Xue's face was flushed, and she made a meowing sound like a cat. She didn't seem shy at all, but rather she was completely aroused and seductive. Under the caress of Xie Lian's devilish right claw, she had reached a point of complete oblivion. However, she could still hear what I said. Her hand trembled as she pressed a finger on the back of Xie Lian's neck, chanted a spell, and transferred the dead soul residing in her body to it.
In an instant, the surrounding temperature plummeted. I seemed to see something within Xie Lian's body stirred. Amidst the wailing and lamentation of hundreds of undead, wisps of black energy formed a swirling gale, rushing towards the purplish-black ball of light swirling above.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Ohhhhhh!"
Xie Lian and Ah Xue simultaneously threw their heads back, tossing their hair, and let out high-pitched screams. One seemed to be being torn to pieces, writhing in unbearable pain; the other seemed to be walking on a paradise, floating like an immortal. Amidst the two extremes of pain and pleasure, Xie Lian's terrifying bloodshot eyes suddenly regained their clarity, and hot tears welled up. As if recognizing me, she cried out.
"Master!"
This shout sounded like a victory horn to my ears. Xie Lian shook her head and tossed her hair, letting out sweet cries that made my heart tremble.
"Ah...ah...so good...Master...is the best..."
With a soft moan, her round and firm buttocks thrust upwards, welcoming my penis that was deep inside her. I cupped Xie Lian's erect breasts with both hands and kneaded them wantonly, thrusting my penis in forcefully, making her plump buttocks sway and slam against my hips. In this blissful union, I excitedly ejaculated my semen.
"Mmm, I've...I've cummed completely inside you!"
In the midst of extreme pleasure, I arched my back, allowing my lower body to merge as deeply as possible with Xie Lian's, ejaculating freely inside her. The trembling, intoxicating pleasure was indeed exhilarating, but what secretly delighted me even more were the two loud cries that rang in my ears.
"M-Master, this lowly slave is ascending to heaven, ahhhhh!"
"Stop it! No, no..."
Amidst Xie Lian's pleasurable and high-pitched sweet moans, the Wujian Demon roared with a mixture of grief and anger, sounding as if his entire family had just died. For this inhuman master, witnessing me ejaculate inside his "possession," coupled with the instantaneous destruction of the Creator Black Witch's years of painstaking efforts, must have been a major shock enough to drive him mad. No wonder he screamed so pitifully.
But perhaps because "stop" and "don't" were too similar, what reached my ears was a strange verb like "stop dick," an event I must record.
The instant I fully merged with Xie Lian, my spiritual and physical desires reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy, the power of the dark demon god from the depths of the Nine Abyss was drawn in. The power of the Hellish God of Lust was fully unleashed, and I felt a piercing, excruciating pain. Clearly, my soul was being extracted from my body to undergo the core spell of the Hellish God of Lust.
On Xie Lian's side, she first let out a muffled groan, her eyes regaining clarity from the ecstatic confusion. Then, her limbs, bound together with the vines behind her, began to slowly withdraw from the vines.
Suddenly, the entire ghost ship was illuminated by a blinding, silvery light. The bone-white deck emanated a chilling aura, and the lingering vengeful spirits howled in agony, causing the ship to tremble violently as if it were about to disintegrate. This demonstrated that countless undead were fighting with all their might to reclaim the "Evil Woman's Head" from the evil power of the dark god.
Between the supreme dark god and the boundless evil power combined by countless undead, which was stronger? I still couldn't answer that question. But what was unfolding before me was not a fair confrontation, because the now-conscious Evil Lotus was no longer the "Evil Woman's Head," but a living being. When she used her last bit of evil power to command the ghost ship to disintegrate, this confrontation of evil energy tilted towards the unfair side.
"Waaaaah!"
Countless undead and vengeful spirits let out mournful cries, pouring out their grief, anger, and malice. Amidst these heart-wrenching wails, a strange change suddenly occurred on the skeletal hull of the ghost ship. Countless faces with different expressions, some sorrowful, some angry, slowly emerged from the bones, instantly covering the entire ghost ship. Countless eerie faces closed their eyes together, and tears of blood instantly stained the hull, gushing out like a surging spring.
The next moment, Xie Lian's limbs finally separated completely from the vines. I didn't even have time to pull them out of her body before I hurriedly carried her away from the vines. During the movement, her originally high, snow-white belly strangely and rapidly receded, turning back into a flat and smooth abdomen. However, a large amount of cold, evil black energy rose from her abdomen straight up into the purplish-black ball of light in the air.
The Hellish God of Lust had completed his work, and in theory, a new soul beast should have taken shape. However, the purple light was completely surrounded by black energy. In the occasional gaps that peeked through, I could only see a large purple pupa as tall as a person, resembling both a cocoon and an egg, and I couldn't tell what kind of creature it was.
The black mist enveloping the large purple cocoon did not gradually disappear; instead, it swirled in the sky, its eerie shape suggesting the nurturing of something. The wailing that echoed the ghost ship seemed to be opening some kind of door, releasing something from the darkness that sent chills down one's spine.
The purple light and black mist clashed and confronted each other, sometimes the purple light surging out, sometimes the black mist enveloping it, neither gaining a clear advantage. But soon after, a sinister neighing of a horse came from the darkness, followed by the sound of hooves approaching from afar, as if a fast horse was galloping towards this place. But no matter how hard we searched, we could not find any trace of the horse.
(Unless...)
Looking up, at the very moment the horse's neighing was at its loudest, a domineering black rider, like a black whirlwind, leaped out from the black cloud of energy. With a swing of his longsword, he shattered the Purple Light Cocoon with a resounding crash!
"Ah!"
The light was dim, and we, looking up from below, couldn't see clearly, but we could smell a strong stench of blood. The black steed was large, but its body was riddled with holes, filled with arrows and knife wounds, and countless drops of blood were flowing from its body. It was clear that it had been through several life-or-death battles.
The rider of this fierce steed was clad in the heaviest and most sturdy black armor. The ability to wear it with such ease suggests either a massive physique or exceptional martial arts skill. A clue can be gleaned from the way the rider swung its sword to shatter the purple light demonic cocoon.
The knight held a sword in his right hand and a shield in his left. Both the armor and shield were engraved with the same rose pattern. Although his entire body was encased in armor, the stench of decay emanating from it suggested that the body beneath was likely a half-decomposed corpse. But what caught our attention most was that above the shoulders of this black-armored knight… he was completely
headless!
Another terrifying legend from the East Sea, as infamous as the ghostly ship, the Headless Knight!
When we first arrived at the East China Sea, we heard in the legends of the Dog Clan that five hundred years ago, a defeated Dark Knight came to the shore of the East China Sea, cut his own throat, and then appeared every dark and windy night, searching for his lost head...
In this way, the headless knight is clearly connected to the Ghost Ship, because the moment it leaped out, the entire Ghost Ship seemed to see a savior descend, emitting joyful cries, praising its master's return, inheriting the resentment of millions of dead souls, determined to settle the blood feud and grief one by one, and bring slaughter and despair back to the human world.
Amidst the wailing of vengeful spirits, countless ghostly faces covering the ghostly ship shattered one after another, their blood flowing freely, as if they had exhausted every last bit of strength for the appearance of the headless rider. The swift rider, without pausing, leaped into the air, disappearing with a long neigh.
The undead on the entire ship stirred, and the shockwave also affected Ah Xue and Xie Lian. Whether from the shockwave or from overexertion, they both collapsed unconscious as the headless rider soared into the sky.
"Huh? Don't play this on me at a time like this!"
At the same time, a series of explosions erupted from the ghost ship, starting from the bow. It seemed to be on the verge of disintegration due to the disappearance of evil power. I was definitely going to be in trouble. I had just gathered Ah Xue's clothes scattered on the ground and was trying to drag my tired body and escape with everyone when a thunderous roar came from the sky.
"Beast!"
I looked up in response and was terrified. The Martial Demon had grabbed one of the Feathered Clan female warriors who was blocking his way by the ankle and torn her in half. Amidst the rain of blood, she flew towards me.
"You've ruined the Black Witch's life's work! You three scoundrels will pay with your lives!"
The mighty and domineering seventh-level warrior, erupting in raging fury, charged towards us with what was perhaps the strongest and most peak form of his life, brandishing his demonic left claw. His surging momentum was like a tsunami; how could I possibly withstand it? How could I possibly withstand it?
"Catch the sword!"
In the nick of time, a voice came from afar. Although it was muffled, I could still recognize it as our leader, Kato Eagle's voice. At the same time, magical energy vibrated in my right hand, and a sharp, transparent divine weapon appeared in my palm.
The Dragon Slayer Blade!
With the divine weapon in hand, at least I was no longer empty-handed. Without hesitation, I swung the Dragon-Slaying Blade and thrust it at the Martial Demon.
The Dragon-Slaying Blade, one of the seven sacred artifacts of creation, is arguably the sharpest thing in the world, the only divine weapon capable of breaking the Martial Demon's steel body. Yet, in my hands, it failed to shine. The Martial Demon completely disregarded the thrust. As I swung the blade and closed the distance to him, thrusting the Dragon-Slaying Blade, he casually flicked it away, and the immense force shattered my right arm, sending the Dragon-Slaying Blade flying far away.
"You!"
The Demon Warrior naturally intended to seize the divine weapon, but I understood this as well. So, when he attacked, I deliberately used his momentum to send the Dragon Slayer Blade flying a hundred feet. Seeing his prized possession slip away, the Demon Warrior was filled with shock and rage, his entire focus on the Dragon Slayer Blade giving me a golden opportunity I could never have otherwise obtained.
Under normal circumstances, I would never have had a chance to get close to the Demon Warrior, and even if I did, he wouldn't give me time to react. This was a technical challenge I had been struggling with lately. But now, by sheer chance, I not only closed the distance to the Demon Warrior by a foot, but also seized this opportunity when his attention was diverted, allowing me to execute this risky strategy.
With lightning speed, I removed the Sage's Ring from my wrist and slipped it onto the arm of the Mujina Demon. As soon as the ring tightened, the Mujina Demon became alert and slammed a palm strike into my chest. Even though I was prepared and leaped back after the blow, I was still caught in the residual force, breaking four rows of ribs, falling to the ground, coughing up blood, and completely losing my fighting ability.
"You beast! What's this? You think you can hurt me by putting a bracelet on me?"
"Heh...heh heh...didn't the Black Dragon King promise you that as long as you have an immortal demon body, no one can kill or defeat you? Ugh!"
Amidst my coughing up blood, the Martial Demon seemed surprised by my question, but still confidently answered,
"That's right. Under heaven, no one can kill or defeat me. The sharpest Dragon-Slaying Blade has failed, and Kato Taka has also fallen to my hands. Soon I will even surpass Li Huamei, but before that, I will tear you three scoundrels to pieces!"
"Hahahaha~~~ You stupid dog, don't you know that everything in the world has two sides? The sharpest blade can't hurt you, but the strongest shield can take your life. This Sage's Bracelet's power is that as long as you wear it, you can't be harmed by any physical attack, but the side effect is... complete immunity to all magic. Just now, when I put it on you, I bombarded you with a Lustful Spirit."
Against a level seven martial artist, the Lustful Spirit is almost harmless, but against an ordinary body with no magic resistance, the Lustful Spirit's attack is enough to cause serious consequences. What's more, after I unleashed the Lustful Spirit, I also applied a Hundred Demon Pill to the wound.
Physical attacks can't harm the flesh, but the Hundred Demon Pill... is coated with corpse poison!
"Your demonic body is immortal and invincible, so you probably don't feel pain, right?"
As I vomited blood and laughed wildly, the Demon Warrior looked at the glowing Sage's Bracelet, then at the large hole in his chest that was rapidly eroding his flesh, and a rare wavering appeared in his eyes.
"No, impossible... His Majesty the Dragon King promised me that no one could..."
"Hahaha, you stupid dog, do you even know who I am?"
"You bastard, you're just a pig about to die a miserable death at my hands. I don't need to know your name!"
"Wahahaha, actually I don't know what I am either, but in the East Sea... hehe, what a coincidence, isn't it? I'm known as Mei You Ren."
As I pointed my finger at him and laughed wildly, the Wujian Demon was first stunned, then seemed to understand the key point, staggered and fell a few steps; as his confidence crumbled, the flesh and blood on his chest ulcerated even more severely. His once invincible steel demon body was now even having his sternum soften and shatter.
"No one can kill me or defeat me... Mei Youren can kill me and defeat me... No, no... This is impossible..."
Although he said this, the expression of the Martial Demon changed from shock to horror. Finally, when he understood what had happened, he roared angrily, flapped his bat wings, and pounced on us like a tiger released from its cage.
"You bastard! Even if I die, I will drag you to hell!"
◆ Chapter 5: From Out of the Sky
From a tactical point of view, my plan was perfect, without the slightest flaw. Just for me, a third-rate character, to be able to single-handedly kill the number one general of the Black Dragon Society and make a dignified seventh-level martial artist fall into my hands was already a miracle. No one would believe it if they heard it.
However, making something that shouldn't have succeeded succeed comes at a price. Defeating the Martial Demon was already the limit of this tactic, and minor flaws were inevitable. That flaw was... even though I could break through the Steel Demon's body and inflict a fatal blow on the Martial Demon, he was still an invincible seventh-level martial artist, able to suppress his injuries with powerful martial arts and launch a desperate counterattack.
Not only that, the tiger's desperate counterattack was even more ferocious than usual. The Martial Demon's final attack, using every last bit of his life force, was truly earth-shattering, destroying everything in its path, completely overturning the ghost ship's bone deck, like a mad, venomous dragon that had lost all reason, lunging at me with its gaping maw.
I wanted to run away, but my severely injured body couldn't muster any strength. I could only see Ah Xue and Xie Lian lying unconscious beside me. If nothing unexpected happened, the final blow from the Wujian Demon would kill all three of us, a truly devastating and mutually destructive outcome.
The outcome was obvious, but my mind was wandering to unrelated questions. Even if Katoya were here, she might not be able to withstand the attack from the Mugen Demon unless Li Huamei escaped the Black Dragon King and came to the rescue, or Mugenlan from the Sea God's Palace could provide assistance. But both of these were almost impossible. So…
“Whoosh!”
Amidst the thunderous roar of the Mugen Demon's final attack, a clear tearing sound suddenly rang out. Despite the howling wind and thunder, it could not be drowned out. After this clear tearing sound, the surroundings seemed to fall silent all at once, with only the faint sounds of battle from the distant battlefield reaching my ears.
(W-What happened?)
As I slowly opened my eyes, utterly bewildered, I witnessed an unbelievable scene: the furious , wide-open eyes of the Takema Demon.
"Whoaaaaaahh ... "This...this is..." To be able to sever the head of a level seven martial artist in one strike, how powerful must one's martial arts be? Even though the Undying Demon's body was broken, killing the Martial Demon was still not so simple. And the weapon that killed him in one strike was... My eyes searched my surroundings, but I didn't see any throwing knives, flying swords, or even any sharp objects. I really couldn't guess how the Martial Demon was killed, until I glimpsed something firmly stuck in the deck a foot away from his body. It wasn't anything particularly conspicuous. If it weren't for the fact that it shouldn't be on the Ghost Ship, I wouldn't even have noticed it, because...it was just a very ordinary playing card, an ordinary seven of spades that every gambler had seen and touched. But this ordinary seven of spades, with a single blow, claimed the life of the Martial Demon! A martial artist using playing cards as weapons… This made a certain connection to me, and I instantly broke out in a cold sweat, my first instinct being to look towards the nearby hilltop. It must have been the direction from which the card came; there was no one there before, but as I strained my eyes to focus, I saw a blurry, almost indistinguishable, ethereal figure, like a black crane soaring into the night, rising abruptly and hurtling towards the direction where the headless rider had disappeared, its form vanishing into the first rays of dawn that pierced the darkness. "Pervert..." I said in a trembling voice, still unable to believe what I was seeing. Unfortunately, no one around could vouch for me. Ah Xue and Xie Lian lay sprawled on the deck, while only Wu Jian's head, with an angry expression, was rolling around at my feet. As the evil power of the millions of undead vanished, the dense black clouds that had obscured the three lights in the sky were also dispersed by the sunlight. Strands of golden dawn pierced through the clouds and shone on the sea, reflecting thousands of acres of shimmering waves, creating a magnificent scene. This scene, which should have been a feast for the eyes, was unfortunately a dangerous one for us. After all the ghosts had been driven away, this dilapidated ghost ship was just a poorly constructed building haphazardly pieced together from bones. It had been shaken so badly by the near-death blow from the Mugen demon that it was simply unable to hold on any longer. As the brilliant sunlight shone on the skeletons, I seemed to hear the sound of spring ice melting under the scorching sun. Before I could even brace myself and escape, the entire ghost ship shot forward at high speed with a "whoosh," disintegrating as it hurtled. The entire hull was reduced to pieces of white bones, which quickly turned to ash and scattered under the sunlight. Just like that, we were launched off the Sealed Spirit Island. Directly above the azure sea, the ghost ship that had once summoned wind and rain and howled like ghosts had completely disintegrated and disappeared. And we, who had lost our support, naturally fell downwards, landing in the sea with several "plop" sounds.

Before I lost consciousness, I was secretly calculating. Even a ghost ship with such a large force couldn't kill me, so falling into the sea and getting submerged was just a piece of cake. Surely it wouldn't cost me my life?
Even so, I still didn't expect to see such a scene after I regained consciousness.
"Huh, where am I..." A
magnificent building, a strangely cool temperature, and a faint salty smell of the sea. I was back inside the magical building in the East Sea, the "Palace of the Sea God".
Previously, the Black Dragon King and Li Huamei fought fiercely around the Sea God's Palace. Although the outcome of that battle is unknown, judging from the current situation, it should have ended. After all, the reason for their battle was the Ghost Ship. With the Ghost Ship disintegrating and disappearing, given their personalities, it's unlikely that they would continue to fight to the death at such a time. They would most likely go back to command their subordinates and clean up the situation. Wu Tenglan probably left before or after this, controlling the giant dragon, and even helped me along the way.
(Did they only catch me? Shouldn't they have caught Xie Lian and Ah Xue too? Hmm? My injuries seem to have healed.)
Before I fell into the sea and lost consciousness, my injuries were quite severe. The fractures in my arm and ribs alone were enough to cause me a lot of pain. But now, not only have the fractures healed, but most of the internal and external injuries have also recovered. Although there is still some slight pain when I move, it's not a big problem anymore.
This is not surprising. All my injuries were physical and not complicated at all. As long as there is something like a recovery spell, they can be healed quickly. On the contrary, the energy depletion caused by using the Hellish Lust God will take time to recover. I need to rest for several months.
The new soul beast conceived through the union with the evil lotus was destroyed by the headless knight before it even took shape. It's unclear whether it was successfully conceived, and I myself will be unable to use magic for a while to confirm it—a truly troublesome problem.
I couldn't stay here any longer. I got up from the jewel-encrusted, coral-studded golden bed and walked down the corridor. Soon I heard a sound. My heart leaped with joy. Following the sound, I went to another room. There, in the crystal room, the evil lotus was alone, her naked body completely exposed. She was crouching on the floor with her back to me, forcefully striking something with her demonic right claw.
I approached quietly, but the evil lotus was completely focused and didn't notice my arrival.
I approached her from behind, and as soon as I stood still, a few cold bits of flesh splattered onto my face. Glancing sideways at the scene before me, I said nothing, simply reaching out to gently embrace Xie Lian's soft waist.
Finally noticing my arrival, Xie Lian's body stiffened, then her right claw swung down heavily again, smashing the head of the Martial Demon beyond recognition.
I quietly held Xie Lian's waist until I heard faint sobs, realizing that her face was already streaked with tears. Her beautiful face was stained with mangled flesh, creating a heart-wrenchingly poignant scene amidst the tragic atmosphere.
"Master...I...I..."
"Don't cry, don't cry now, sigh..."
Among the women around me, Xie Lian is the oldest and most independent; Zhi Zhi calls me "Husband," A Xue calls me "Master," and the title "Master" is Xie Lian's exclusive title, representing the master-slave relationship between us, and also representing my ignorance in my early years. Otherwise, seeing all the aristocratic young men on the streets now obsessed with master-slave relationships, I would definitely avoid this rampant trend.
"Hmm, you are the dignified Vampire Queen, don't keep crying. What's making you sad? Tell me."
Seeing Xie Lian crying loudly in my arms as if her self-esteem had collapsed, I really didn't know what kind of expression to show.
Xie Lian was half a head taller than me. It would be fine if we were just standing and talking, but comforting her as she cried felt very strange
. There was no bed nearby, so I simply put my arm around her and sat on a coral chair next to us. I kicked Wu Jian Yimo's head far away with my foot, then let Xie Lian sit on my lap. A big reason I don't like hearing girls cry is because I don't know how to handle such situations. While holding Xie Lian, I listened to her words through her sobs, gently stroking her silky smooth skin with my palms, enjoying her soft breasts and full, plump buttocks.
After completing the Three Spirits Unification Evil Technique and evolving into a "True Ancestor," Xie Lian was practically the queen of the vampires. Her body appeared several years younger, yet her alluring demeanor still retained the unique charm of a mature woman. Combined with her daring and sassy personality, she possessed a striking beauty with a unique character, and a sinister, enigmatic allure—no wonder she was hailed as one of the Seven Famous Flowers, the Blood Lotus.
Xie Lian told me her story, things that Wu Tenglan had already recounted, including how Xie Lian came to the East Sea seeking revenge, how she was defeated due to inferior skills, and how she was transformed and brainwashed by the Black Witch Goddess. Having already heard it all once, I remained unmoved, simply listening quietly until she described how the Black Witch Goddess had altered her body.
To awaken the Ghost Ship and attempt to create the Evil Woman's Head, the Black Witch Celestial had indeed gone to great lengths. The Evil Lotus, who practiced dark martial arts and magic and was pregnant, was indeed excellent material for creating the Evil Woman's Head. However, the completion of the head involved the material's cultivation level. Besides attempting to complete the Three Spirits Unity Technique for the Evil Lotus, the Black Witch Celestial also performed bone-removal and marrow-cleansing on her.
Forcibly pulling out her spine was a form of torture used by Ishtar, but the Black Witch Celestial wasn't so idle as to inflict torture randomly. She used this method on the Evil Lotus to implant a powerful, evil entity into her body.
"That thing... I remember it... It looks a lot like your Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Master. Could it be...?"
There's no need to ask if it could be; it's definitely that. I lost the Ten Thousand Souls Banner on a remote island overseas. For me, finding it was like finding a needle in a haystack. I believe it would be the same for most sorcerers in the world. However, the East Sea has the most outstanding black magic sorcerers on the Loess Plateau. Whether it's Kurosawa Kazuo or the Black Witch Goddess, I wouldn't be surprised if they could retrieve the Ten Thousand Souls Banner by sensing it. With their abilities, subduing the spirit master of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and breaking its protective bond wouldn't be difficult for them.
The true form of the Ghost Ship is the vengeful spirits of the millions who died unjustly in the East Sea. To create a fake, one would need to invest considerable resources; a mere imitation wouldn't suffice. Therefore, when I learned that the Ghost Ship manipulated by the Evil Lotus was a fake, I began to suspect that the Lost Soul Banner in the East Sea might have fallen into the hands of the Black Dragon Society. If they could implant the Soul Banner into their bodies and use the demonic power of ten thousand vengeful spirits to create a small-scale Ghost Ship to intimidate others, technically it wouldn't be a problem.
Alas, it's a pity we discovered this too late. Otherwise, Ah Xue, who also absorbed countless spirits into her body, could have created a fake Ghost Ship as well, and we could have roamed the East Sea long ago, scaring the resistance soldiers to death.
"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was destroyed on this lowly slave. This lowly slave feels very sorry for her master, especially towards the demon..."
"Oh, it's nothing serious. Out with the old, in with the new. Anyway, it wasn't my fault, so there's nothing to be sad about. Besides, if the Ten Thousand Souls Banner hadn't protected your consciousness, I might not have been able to help you regain your senses so easily, and I might have been killed by you long ago..."
During that battle at sea, if it weren't for the remnant consciousness of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner within Xie Lian causing her to stop attacking due to pain, we might have been in danger. This time, we were able to rescue Xie Lian because Ah Xue aroused the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner within her. With the combined efforts of both sides, she was able to break free from the assimilation of the Lustful Touch Vine.
"So, the sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner wasn't without its price, as long as it wasn't wasted. Hmm, it's a pity about the spirit master of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, who was called Demon... Demon... Demon something? Never mind, since I can't remember, it's not important. Let's forget about her. We should look to tomorrow. There's no need to dwell on things that are already gone."
"Uh... Master, you're really open-minded."
Xie Lian seemed surprised by my extreme magnanimity, but I really didn't think it was a big deal, and this became even more apparent in our subsequent conversation.
Losing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner filled Xie Lian with guilt and remorse, but what truly pained her was the fact that her unborn child had been destroyed due to the modification of her body.
Before being altered by the Martial Demon, Xie Lian was an ordinary woman. Despite having vampire blood, she was content with a simple family life, and after marrying her husband, she held peaceful and happy hopes for the child in her womb. This dream was completely shattered after encountering the Martial Demon. The various tortures of disembowelment and body modification transformed this young woman into a demon amidst blood and tears. Her subsequent licentious and depraved behavior
was partly due to the curse she was under, and partly a way of numbing herself to the pain through self-destruction. But deep down, Xie Lian's gentle maternal instincts never disappeared. A large part of the reason I was able to tame this fierce female thief was precisely because of this maternal instinct. And now that she has lost her child again, the blow she has suffered is unimaginable.
I understand all these reasons, but even so, seeing Xie Lian as if all hope for survival has been drained, weeping in front of me like a fragile young girl, I feel increasingly agitated, and a sense of absurdity grows stronger in my heart.
"Hey! Wait a minute, Xie Lian, I have a few questions for you."
"Huh?"
"When you drink blood, do you pick and choose which flavors to drink?"
"Well...no, but why do you ask?"
"Never mind that, just answer my questions. You never pick and choose who you drink blood from, but what about when you kill people? Are there any people you'd spare?"
"...No."
"That's it. You kill anyone, suck any blood, you're not religious, you're not a good man or woman. The ruthless Blood Lotus, what's wrong with you now? It's just a dead embryo. You've never seen it or touched it. What kind of feelings do you have? Why are you crying like this? Did you cry like this when your father died?"
I asked so confidently that Evil Lotus was stunned for a moment, stopped crying, and was so taken aback by my preemptive questioning that she forgot to be angry. She stared at me blankly, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"But...but that's me...that's my child..."
"Your child! You know, I know, the Muma and the Black Witch Goddess know, even Kurosawa Kazuo knows, but so what? If it doesn't die today, it'll die another day. It's something that's easy to die anyway, why worry about it so much? Even if it doesn't die today, maybe one day when we're doing it a little harder, or maybe when it's sleeping it will accidentally kick it, and it might just be kicked out. It's pointless to be sad about something like that." I
don't know what kind of expression Xue would have if she heard what I said here, but I think Xie Lian should understand what I mean...although she's just looking at me with a shocked expression right now...it's okay, at least it's better than crying endlessly.
"Take a step back. Xie Lian, I'm a fucking scumbag, and you're a ruthless woman who kills without hesitation. What good end do you expect for our child? People like us shouldn't and can't have too many things we value. Now that our child is gone, perhaps it's the happiest ending for him..."
It was probably this sentence that moved Xie Lian. Her expression, which had been one of utter despair, seemed to suddenly become clear. She began to regain her anger and rationality, and stared at me with a calm gaze.
"Right, isn't this expression good? You're the mighty Queen of Sperm Absorption, the infamous and alluring Blood Lotus Thief. It's so shameful to shed tears over something like this. Even I'm ashamed for you! Without the burden of children, you can have a few more nights of wild fun, do it a dozen or twenty more times. This is a great thing!"
I said with a smile, my right hand, which was on Blood Lotus's waist, also slapped her round, fleshy, white buttocks twice, enjoying the pleasant sensation. After all, her body still had a great attraction for me. After sitting naked on my lap for a while, all my desire was aroused.
"Master, you're truly heartless!"
It sounded like an angry reproach, but Xie Lian whispered in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids, occasionally licking my earlobe, her teasing intent unmistakable. She clearly understood my words perfectly.
Xie Lian was, after all, a mature woman who had weathered many storms, capable of both taking things in stride and letting go. Once she grasped the key, she quickly buried her pain deep inside, no longer exposing her wounds. Not only that, she immediately found the most suitable way to heal herself.
"Hey, besides my wicked heart, there are other parts of my body harder than iron. Want to try them, you slut?"
"No, that's not right. Serving your master is what a lowly slave should do, ah..."
With a satisfied moan, Xie Lian snuggled into my arms, seductively swaying her snow-white buttocks, straddling my waist with gusto, greedily taking my erect penis inside her, revealing a joyful and admiring expression.
"Ah... Master... Master... please defile this lowly slave's filthy, stinking hole!"
"Stop your nonsense, you sow!"
Vampire women are indeed known to be cursed with perverse constitutions; the more wicked and immoral their acts of debauchery, the more supreme bliss they experience. Xie Lian had gone from one extreme to another. Accustomed to inflicting pain, she now derived pleasure from being abused and humiliated. With each ecstatic moan of self-proclaimed "slave," Xie Lian swayed her round, beautiful buttocks, her high, ample breasts rising and falling, as if using this indulgence to cast aside all her sorrow.
"Slave, tell your master, after achieving the unity of the three spirits, how much power do you have now? Your master just exhausted himself for you, so I need a bodyguard by my side for the next while."
With full force, I wrapped Xie Lian's firm, round, pink legs tightly around my waist, our hips joined seamlessly, and I thrust in and out even more violently.
"Ah... Master... didn't you take in a new little slut... that incredibly horny fox, trembling with her big breasts... as if she's afraid no one will know... Ahhhhhh!"
Xie Lian cried out loudly, leaving several cross marks on my skin as punishment. But under the stimulation of this pain, her honeyed juices overflowed like a burst dam, and strands of lustful fluid flowed from the seam between us, emitting bursts of soul-stirring, bone-melting moans.
"Master... um... ah... you like that big-breasted fox so much... why..."
"Don't ask so many questions, I like you too! A slut like you is rare in the world, how could I not cherish you?"
Half of this sentence was serious, especially after I heard Xie Lian admit that as long as she was given a few days to recuperate and replenish the energy she lost when she became the Evil Woman's head statue, and completely achieve the unity of the three spirits, with the power of her evolution into the true ancestor of the vampire race, she could climb to the seventh level of cultivation in one fell swoop. At that time, if we had a master of the level of Kafuu Eagle and the Martial Demon as bodyguards, we could rest easy.
"Ah... Master, this lowly slave is about to come... Take this lowly slave to hell!"
Xie Lian moaned beautifully as her two pink legs trembled incessantly as if cramping, causing my waist to ache slightly. Her snow-white, slender arms tightly hugged my shoulders, and the nails on her long, jade-like fingers dug deeply into my back muscles, causing my skin to break and bleed.
"Damn you! You even tried to bite me before going to hell, you sow, you're really vicious!"
Even as I said this, I was captivated by Xie Lian's alluring and mature beauty. My waist throbbed with pleasure, and within moments, my semen gushed out uncontrollably. In a numbing, blissful state, I thrust violently a few more times, sending every last drop of the scalding liquid inside me.
"Ugh!"
Although it was pleasurable, this time I was very careful from beginning to end, controlling the rhythm of our lovemaking. While I brought Xie Lian to the peak of ecstasy, I didn't let her release her cum again, lest it add to my future troubles.
As Xie Lian displayed her mature and alluring charm, swaying her plump, white buttocks back and forth in blissful moans, a tattoo faintly appeared on her back, signifying that the Hellish God of Lust had been completed, but was severely injured and needed time to heal before she could be summoned again.
"Master, this lowly slave wants you to do something for her. Please, you must agree, okay?"
After finishing, Xie Lian knelt between my legs, lifting her purple hair to clean the stains I had left, her attitude utterly charming and submissive. Just thinking about the various benefits that having a seventh-level cultivation slave as my servant would bring filled me with immense pleasure, so when she asked for my help, I naturally agreed without hesitation.
"Master has already killed the Martial Demon for me, fulfilling his promise, but... that vile Black Witch, I will never let her go. Only by tearing her to pieces can the hatred in my heart be quelled. Please, Master, avenge this blood feud for me."
I paused slightly, gazing at the deep-seated hatred in Xie Lian's eyes, a mix of emotions welling up within me.
Everyone finds a pillar in their life; some are born for love, others live only for revenge. Xie Lian... is probably that type, finding the driving force in one revenge after another. But when all enemies are killed, when there is no more hatred to avenge, Xie Lian, what will you live for?
"Alright! Speaking of which, I'm also involved with that child, and I have a grudge against the Black Witch... I promise you, I'll definitely kill the Black Witch for you and make that bitch die a miserable death." A
demon like the Black Witch must be killed. If she were just a giant dinosaur under the veil, I could let her fend for herself. But what I hate most in this life are the Ishtar transvestites—men with heads and women with butts. They have to be eliminated.
"However, you possess level seven power, much stronger than me. Why don't you kill her yourself?"
"Because she can't leave here!"
The one who answered wasn't Xie Lian, but Wu Tenglan, who appeared out of nowhere. Her faint figure projected into the air, and with a serious expression, she explained the predicament Xie Lian was facing.
Although the Ghost Ship was dismantled and sealed again, the countless vengeful spirits of the unjustly killed at its source remained, continuing to pursue the Evil Woman's Head statue that had escaped from the Ghost Ship, driven by their instincts, seeking to absorb her back and reassemble the Ghost Ship.
"Ah... but without the Evil Woman's Head statue, the undead's activity range is limited to the East Sea. As long as I take Evil Lotus away from the East Sea, everything will be fine, right?"
"The activity range is indeed limited, but the scope of influence is much greater,"
said Mutoran. Soul-locking curses are a specialty of dark magic. Even if the vengeful spirits are thousands of miles away, they can sense and track Evil Lotus, who was once the Evil Woman's Head statue, and cast curses to kill her in one fell swoop.
"There are only a handful of places in the world where even the power of countless undead cannot track them down or curse them."
I understood this principle. Those places were either natural anomalies with strong magnetic fields or special buildings with hundreds or thousands of layers of barriers. However, given Xie Lian's condition, she would be cursed to death by vengeful spirits as soon as she left the East Sea, before even reaching those places.
"Therefore, the only way is to let her stay in the Sea God's Palace, accepting its protection and purification. Once the remaining undead evil energy in her body is completely purified, she can regain her freedom."
Wu Tenglan said decisively, but to me, it was like a series of bolts from the blue; I never imagined that things would become so serious.
In my life, farewells always come so abruptly, without the slightest warning, leaving me completely unprepared.
Turning around blankly, I looked at Xie Lian helplessly, only to see a pair of beautiful, sorrowful eyes silently gazing at me, tears... already streaming down my face!

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