【The Chronicles of Alibuda】 Volumes 1-3 Author: Nongyu

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【The Chronicles of Alibuda】
Author: Nongyu (Luo Sen)
Publisher: Hetu Publishing House

Chapter 1 Raping a Girl

Sitting on a large chair padded with a leopard-skin rug, I slowly drank red wine, letting the hot liquid warm my chest and relax my tired body.

The gentle massage of soft hands on my shoulders relaxed my tense muscles. I looked at Yueying behind me. After so many years, this older sister and wife who had taken care of me since childhood still had the same good massage skills as when I was a child, and she even returned my gentle smile.

It wasn't just Yueying...

I glanced at the many women in the room. They were all doing their own things, looking peaceful and happy. It was hard to believe that we had gone through so many ups and downs.

A half-beast beauty with fox ears and a long tail sat on a wicker chair, taking a cute nap. She placed a half-open book on her full breasts, making it impossible not to be attracted by her towering, sexy curves.

A pointed-eared, blue-eyed elven girl meticulously embroidered, stitch by stitch, occasionally rubbing her tired eyes.

A dragon beauty with horns and green hair wiped her sword with a cotton cloth, occasionally glancing at the cradle opposite her, and her nemesis beside it.

Beside the cradle, a ninja-clad girl with a childlike face and large breasts, holding a short blade, stood guard as always, protecting the one I loved most within.

On a luxurious carpet embroidered with a hundred phoenixes, a pair of angels with folded wings whispered to each other. Their appearances and figures were identical, but their reactions during passionate lovemaking were completely different.

...I looked around the room again, at them, at the others, and quickly scanned some names already engraved on the memorial tablets.

When my gaze met that of my wives, some nodded and smiled at me, some glared at me reproachfully, and some pursed their red lips, offering undisguised flirtatious hints.

My stories with them could fill dozens of thick books, filled with childhood sweethearts, shared hardships, bitter resentment, and unforgettable love. The tales of my wives' love, like my military exploits, span most of the land and are still talked about with relish by the people there.

To trace how I met my wives, I must recall many events from long ago, and now it seems quite amusing that almost every first encounter was intertwined with war, assassination, and conspiracy.

Life is truly a strange thing. The moment that changes your destiny always arrives quietly, whether you like it or not. Even now, I often wonder if my life would have taken a different path if I hadn't answered the door that day.

I remember that day clearly; the servants were making a fuss for some reason, saying that a strange-looking foreign monk was stubbornly refusing to leave the door. I roughly guessed what was going on, so I went out to deal with it myself. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a tall, dark-skinned monk with a face covered in scars, unrecognizable from his former self. His sharp eyes made him look like a robber.

"I am the owner of this place, monk. What brings you here?"

"Well done. This humble monk, Po Sha, wishes to establish a good relationship with you." Po Sha my foot! A monk seeking a good relationship? What good could that be? I won't have to go to the casino this month.

"Benefactor, I've heard you've suffered from infertility for many years. This humble monk has a strange book called the Jade Planting Technique, which requires forty-nine virgins..."

"Wait, you foreign monk, what nonsense are you spouting? Which eye of yours saw that I'm infertile?" If I were truly infertile, that would save me trouble. At least the steward wouldn't have to rack his brains to find funds for his prostitutes to have abortions while keeping it a secret from my perverted old man.

The foreign monk looked at my door plaque and suddenly his face was filled with shock. "Benefactor...why don't you have the surname Mao?"

"Your mother's surname is Mao!" I said irritably. It's all my dead grandfather's fault. He said that the land my family owns now is very good, and if built as a residence, immortals and Buddhas will visit year-round, bringing great wealth and prosperity. In the end, I've never seen any immortals or Buddhas since I was a child, but there are plenty of crazy people of unknown origin, and they specialize in selling things. In particular, there's a lewd man who claims to be from Mars, who comes to my door every few days, which is extremely annoying.

The monk heard that he came to the wrong place and turned to leave. I stopped him and asked him to take out the rest of what he was selling. After a moment of stalemate, the monk couldn't resist me and took out a pile of books from his cloth bag.

You wouldn't guess that this monk looked so poor, but the books in the bag were extremely valuable: "A First Look at the Nine Heavens Capital Seal Yin Demon Great Technique", "An Introduction to One Hundred Ecstasy Techniques", "Learning Yi Mo happily", and a set of excellent reading materials that would definitely be banned, "Passwords Go Away - My One Hundred Battles with the Library".

The sheer variety of books overwhelmed me, but in the end, I chose a fragment of a secret manual written by the archmage Gripardorn, which had been popularized by Famit Shu Kamu, "the most lecherous magician in history."

That was the "Book of Lewd Magic" that would later change my life.

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My name is John Farrell, heir to the prestigious Farrell family of the Kingdom of Alibuda.

My deceased grandfather, Lant Farrell, was a renowned hero throughout the seven seas, whose catchphrase was "Save the world with love, roam the land with a club." He conquered countless beauties, fathering numerous illegitimate children within the kingdom, resulting in countless relatives in our family.

My father, Gendo Farrell, is a hereditary marquis, but he went to the battlefield at the age of eleven, accumulating countless military achievements, rising from a ten-horse captain to a ten-thousand-horse captain, and finally being appointed General by His Majesty, his fame resounding throughout the continent. Now, he leads a large army year-round, fighting on the borders against neighboring countries, so I rarely see him, which is a good thing.

As for me, compared to the great achievements of my father and grandfather, I am utterly unworthy. At nineteen, my only title is that of a quasi-knight, bestowed upon me by my father ten years ago for defeating the combined forces of two nations. My official rank is merely private first class in the "Northern Garden Infantry Brigade" of the Imperial Guard, a disgrace

to my ancestors. My father often complains on the front lines, wondering why I can't be as accomplished as the other noble sons! Actually, I'm not bad. Known as the "Farrell family's dissolute son," I started peeping at women's naked bodies at eight, frequented brothels at ten, and wielded various weapons. Now, my achievements with young girls, young women, widows, pregnant women… in any category exceed a hundred, comparable to my grandfather's.

However, compared to other noble sons, my naturally weak and slow constitution put me at a disadvantage in martial arts training from the start. Therefore, I secretly dabbled in magic.

Magic still holds a significant place in the current continental warfare, but I have little interest in white magic, which dominates healing and exorcism; I focus my efforts on black magic. However, firstly, I lacked a teacher and could only secretly practice using folk remedies I'd heard about; secondly, I couldn't possibly kill dozens of people to use as materials for practicing necromancy, so in the long run, I didn't see much progress.

Frankly, being a mage is no easy profession. Don't be fooled by those great mages who can unleash a massive fireball with a "whoosh" or shoot lightning with a flick of their wrist; after each spell, the memory of the incantation disappears, requiring them to memorize it all again. Therefore, mages always carry a densely packed cheat sheet of spells. Furthermore,

cultivating magical power counteracts one's physical strength, so most powerful mages are also prone to illness, constantly drinking bitter, strong herbal tea to maintain their health and prevent themselves from collapsing before even unleashing a fireball. I imagine they probably don't have much of a sex life either; with such physically demanding continuous movements, who knows if those guys are chanting repetitive incantations while performing piston-like movements?

I practiced for a while and found myself almost impotent. The dream of secretly killing people from afar using magic was certainly appealing, but becoming impotent was a price too high. In the end, flirting was more important than secretly killing people, so I shrugged and made my choice.

From then on, fate, like a nearly still stream, suddenly transformed into a raging torrent that summer.

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The Imperial Guard protecting the capital numbered 20,000 men, divided into four parts. My unit, the Northern Garden Infantry Brigade, held a martial arts competition every two years. If a captain's rank became vacant, the victorious brother would be promoted to captain.

This round of assessments was next week, and there was currently a centurion vacancy. The war with the Eastern Dan Kingdom had recently intensified, and troop movements were frequent. Once I became a centurion, I would have a very good chance of advancing to chiliarch, or even being transferred to a distant region as a general.

Those with ambition are all eager to try, and currently, the two sons of the Left Minister, Su Long and Su Hu, are the most popular choices. They are highly skilled in martial arts, familiar with military strategy, and have both been promoted from privates to centurions in less than a month since joining the army. In addition, they have powerful

backers, so it seems like they are the clear favorites. One of my cronies, Ba Bi, is very worried about this. Su Long, Su Hu, and their gang have always been at odds with us, and there have been frequent conflicts. They only dare not be too outrageous because they look down on me and are afraid of their late father's position in the army. Once they become centurions, things will be difficult for us.

“John, we need to think of something! How are we supposed to survive if those two bastards from the Su family become centurions?”

“What can we do? We can’t beat them in martial arts, we don’t have the real skills, what can we do? Have you forgotten the time we fought Su Long over a prostitute and he beat us up? Wasn’t that painful enough?”

Recalling the crushing defeat last time, Ba Bi was like a deflated balloon, speechless.

Of course, I was also unhappy, but my skills were inferior, and there was no use in trying. I had thought about plotting against the two brothers, but they were highly skilled, and I wasn’t confident of success. If my identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable, so I had no good plan.

Suddenly, Ba Bi clapped his hands and said, “I’ve got it. John, have you heard of a newcomer named Xia Xingmei?”

How could I not have heard of him? The new recruit named Xia Xingmei had only joined the army a month ago. He came from a civilian background and was only a low-ranking infantryman, but his martial arts skills were truly terrifying. In the last unarmed combat exercise, this kid single-handedly defeated a hundred skilled fighters, including the Su brothers, Su Long and Su Hu. Although the Su brothers claimed they were skilled with swords and not good at hand-to-hand combat, the difference in strength was still obvious. This kid was considered the dark horse of this competition; if it weren't for the Su brothers' powerful backing, the centurion position would definitely have been his.

"That Xia kid's martial arts are even better than the Su brothers', he just doesn't have any connections. If we can find a way to get him to defeat the Su brothers and then lose to us, the centurion position will be ours for the taking," Ba Bi said excitedly. I knew he always had many cunning ideas, though they were often despicable and unscrupulous, they were often brilliant. So I didn't say anything more and listened attentively.

“I’ve gotten my hands on a new drug. Injecting it into someone will confuse them and make them temporarily obedient. If we inject this into Xia Xiaogui, what’s there to worry about?”

“That effective? Then why bother? Wouldn’t it be better to just deal with the Su brothers directly?”

“To be honest, this drug is too expensive, and I’ve never tried it before.” Ba Bi said with a sheepish smile, “There might be side effects. If we cripple someone, I can’t bear the responsibility for the Su brothers. Xia Xiaogui is from a commoner background; if he dies, so be it. We’re not afraid of him causing trouble.”

Hearing his plausible explanation, I was quite tempted. After being persuaded several times, I finally agreed to help him carry out this wicked plan.

If the target was the Su brothers, even if we succeeded in our ambush, we would still be held responsible afterward. However, if we used that kid, it wouldn’t be our problem. Judging from Ba Bi’s expression, he probably didn’t just want to win; he definitely wanted that kid to kill the Su brothers once and for all.

Why would they drag me into such a cheap deal? Turns out, that powder really isn't cheap, and that damned Babi couldn't afford it, so of course he needed a big spender.

Thinking about it, this plan is terrible. Spending so much money and having to do it all himself? Wouldn't it be faster to just buy ninjas from the Hidden Cloud Village? But these things need to be kept secret, so I figured I'd better do it myself.

Everything's ready. We agreed to ambush Xia the brat in three days and take him down.

The plan is simple; old tricks are always good. Babi found out that the brat goes to the abandoned training tower every afternoon to practice in the basement. We'll time it perfectly and strike there.

His martial arts skills are formidable; a sneak attack would be suicide. And it's not good to call on friends for this, so I've been preparing for a while, drawing a large magic circle on the ground. I've had that magic book for months, and I've worked on the summoning spells inside; now's the perfect time to put them to the test.

Babi had set up some traps to bind people; this guy is really good at sneaky tricks, I really need to be more careful of him in the future.

The excuse for inviting that kid was a challenge. According to Babi's inquiries, this kid is a strange person, completely indifferent to promotion and wealth, but instead, he's always eager to find someone to fight. Although our country has a strong martial spirit, such a battle maniac is rare.

"Babi, is what we're doing really okay? Isn't it a bit too cruel?"

"John, get this straight, we're doing something big now, how can we be called a real man if we're not ruthless?"

Babi was bragging to me, and unfortunately, I've witnessed all his shameful deeds. No matter what he says, I won't consider him a real man.

A little earlier than the agreed time, Xia Xiaogui arrived. He was much thinner than I had imagined, and it was hard to believe he had such amazing skills. The lighting was poor, so I couldn't see his face clearly, but he did seem to be quite handsome.

Looking left and right, finding no one, he seemed about to leave. But we weren't about to give up. Following the instructions in the spellbook, I tried to steady my breathing and began to chant softly: "Ancient spirits of lust, I, in the name of John Farrell, enter into a pact with you. I will submit to the impulses of lust for my entire life and provide you with the energy of lust. Therefore, grant me your power and submit to me. Come forth, you lewd beasts!"

I had tried this a few times in my secret room at home, but all that came out were lewd worms that looked like pink, wriggling lumps. They were ineffective against enemies, but incredibly powerful in bed, more effective than any erotic art.

But this time, perhaps we were lucky. We were fortunate, while Xia Xiaogui had been cursed with bad luck for eight lifetimes. When the incantation was finished, a gigantic shadow, twice the height of a person, slowly swayed and appeared.

The lewd beast looked quite strange: it was about two people tall, with more than a dozen tentacles on its body, resembling a large octopus, but without its nauseating head. It constantly gushed a foul-smelling green liquid, roared strangely, and its slimy substance was everywhere.

Xia Xiaogui was clearly startled. When the beast lashed out with its tentacles at him, he immediately and nimbly dodged, counterattacking with a punch. This kid's skills were truly astonishing. The beast's dozen or so tentacles rained down attacks like bullets, but he was as agile as a monkey, always narrowly avoiding the tentacles' grasps and even managing to launch punches from the gaps.

From what I later learned, the Lustful Beasts are arguably the most powerful type of lustful creatures and the most commonly used offensive summoned beings. Whether in bed or out, in attack or defense, Lustful Beasts are excellent species, capable of easily wiping out a squad of soldiers. The problem is, summoning them consumes an unparalleled amount of energy; in fact, unless aided by special means, few people in the world can sustain them for more than an hour, and that doesn't even include resealing their power.

Ba Bi stared at me wide-eyed, clearly astonished by my skill. I gave a wry smile, feeling as if my body had been suddenly emptied, breaking out in a cold sweat from the intense drain of summoning.

Xia Xiaogui possesses the strength to fight a hundred men single-handedly, and the Lustful Beasts are similar in this regard, but against a limp mass of flesh, even if you punch three times per second, besides getting your hands covered in slime, it has little effect. And Xia Xiaogui is even more foolish to try and outrun the Lustful Beasts—two hands versus more than ten tentacles, who would win?

Before long, Xia Xiaogui's punches and kicks, still carrying a gust of wind, slowed down, finally revealing an opening. The beast grabbed his left wrist, causing him to freeze. More than ten tentacles surged up, enveloping him completely.

"Got it!" Ba Bi shouted joyfully, but his excited voice abruptly stopped.

A bright, sharp light shone from between the beast's tentacles. Even from a distance, we felt a chill run down our spines. A flash of clear white light, and the beast's massive body was split open, along with the severed tentacles, crashing to the ground. Xia Xiaogui, wielding a hidden sword that gleamed red, slashed it several times, tearing the beast's body to pieces.

The swordplay was lightning fast and incredibly skillful. If the Su brothers had encountered it, they would have been bleeding profusely in the blink of an eye. Ba Bi and I watched, our scalps tingling. We never imagined that this kid's martial arts were so advanced, and that he also possessed such a sharp weapon that could cut through iron like mud.

Ba Bi, pale-faced, grabbed me, trying to escape. I had originally planned to do the same, but then I thought better of it and said, "No, it's already done. If this brat causes trouble, and the team investigates and finds out it was us, can you handle the consequences?"

"Then... what should we do?" "

No matter what, we have to take him down today. Don't you have a mechanism? While he's focused on the beast, let's go all out. If he doesn't die, we're doomed."

With the plan decided, Ba Bi prepared to activate the mechanism, while I began chanting the incantation again.

The beast was not only powerful but also incredibly resilient. Even after being cut into eight pieces, it angrily brandished its regenerating tentacles, attacking its enemy.

Xia Xiaogui swung his swift sword, severing the oncoming tentacles one by one. Seizing an opening, he slashed three times at the beast's head in a flash, breaking through the thick protective flesh. Then, with a final strike, he pierced the beast's power core.

The lewd beast let out a deafening wail, its entire body falling silent and beginning to slowly decay. Exhausted from the fierce battle, Xia Xiaogui finally caught his breath when suddenly his feet gave way, and he plummeted into the trap set by Ba Bi.

His skill was remarkable; even in his haste, he tried to leap back up. By then, I had finished chanting the incantation, rendering the lewd beast unable to roar, but sending thirty to fifty lewd worms to hinder the enemy was no problem. The worms landed on him, immediately burrowing into his clothes and stimulating his lust through his skin. Xia Xiaogui was startled, momentarily forgetting to escape the trap, only busy swatting away the worms.

At this moment, all three large boxes of sleeping potions Ba Bi had prepared (was he trying to use them on an elephant?) collapsed. A series of sneezes could be heard from the pit, which eventually turned into the snoring of a sound sleep. I quickly withdrew the worms to avoid waking him.

What should have been a sure thing turned out to be the toughest nut to crack; even plotting against the Su brothers wouldn't have required this much effort. Babi and I exchanged a glance, panting weakly.

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We pulled the man from the pit, along with the sharp sword. It was unbelievable that such a small, thin man could exert such strength. If we had faced him head-on, we would have been reduced to dust.

I held the hidden sword in my hand, examining it repeatedly, secretly marveling at its sharpness. Babi laid the little brat flat on the ground, took out a syringe, and prepared to inject him. Suddenly, Babi exclaimed, "John, you...you come and see, this brat is...a girl!"

Looking closer, Babi was right; Xia was indeed a pretty young woman. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with pretty blonde hair hidden under her hat. Her face was deliberately smeared with coal dust and mud, but her delicate features, with snow-white skin and cherry lips, were still visible.

Her body, though slender, was shapely despite being dressed in an oversized military uniform… Damn, she wasn't just a woman, she was a rare, top-quality one. I've been a brothel owner for years, but I've rarely encountered such a gem. And based on my years of experience, she was definitely still a virgin!

“Babby! You go out first.”

“What are you going to do, John?”

“I can't take it anymore, I want to ride her.”

“Here? Now?” Babi was startled. “Business is important, why don't you let me give her the injection first!”

I sneered, “You yourself said that using a needle might cause problems. If you kill this little girl with one injection, do you expect me to rape her corpse? You can do it after I'm done.” After

arguing for a while, Babi, as usual, couldn't win the argument, and since I had promised to give him the hidden sword, he happily ran out to keep watch. However, as he was leaving, he stammered, "John... after you're done... can I have some sex with her too?"

Damn it! All lust and no guts! I kicked that bastard away.

Turning back, I began to strip the girl of her military uniform, gradually exposing her beautiful body.

Her chest was tightly bound with white silk, and when it was removed, it revealed a pair of small, jade-like breasts. Her still-developing breasts presented soft curves like pigeons, small yet endearing, and I couldn't help but cover them with my hands.

"Hmm..." the girl let out a sad groan, and I was startled, quickly stepping aside. After a while, making sure she hadn't woken up, I approached again.

The bastard's drug was extremely strong; even Leopard had passed out, let alone a timid little girl. However, I still didn't dare to be careless, using the gold silk rope I had prepared beforehand to firmly tie her hands behind her back.

I stared at her body, looking like I was about to drool.

During the previous movement, her hat fell off, revealing her long, flowing blonde hair that contrasted beautifully with her snow-white skin, making her look just like the angels and fairies those priests spoke of!

Swallowing hard, my hands restlessly caressed the girl's delicate neck, shoulders, and armpits . As I stroked her upper body, my fingertips explored the exquisite figure encased in her military trousers.

"Mmm...don't touch me...it tickles!" Even in her sleep, she reacted, blushing and trying to twist her waist to avoid me.

But I seemed to mock her, relentlessly tracing circles on her small, dove-like breasts with my palms. The precise and skillful movements elicited a low moan from the girl.

"Ugh...ah..."

Although asleep, the girl ultimately couldn't resist my masterful caresses; of course, the stimulation from the erotic insects during the earlier fight was also a major factor.

Seeing that the caresses were effective, I continued to play with the girl's breasts, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, my fingers tracing circles on her nipples, sometimes large, sometimes small, and occasionally even gently pinching them.

"No...don't..."

Waves of intense desire began to wash over the girl. Like any girl in a passive position, she instinctively twisted her voluptuous body, desperately trying to break free. But as her lust grew, two blushes began to rise on her face.

"Truly top-quality... so easily aroused?" I couldn't resist my excitement, pinching her nipples hard between my fingers, pulling them upwards forcefully.

"Ugh...it hurts..." A sharp pain immediately shot through the girl's brain. Although still asleep, the pain brought tears to her eyes. However, I immediately began to knead her two soft breasts.

Instantly, the pain transformed into intense pleasure, causing the girl's senses to become confused. Her body reacted most faithfully, convulsing incessantly. Soon, her pink breasts hardened, and she gasped for breath.

"Ugh...ah...no...I can't take it anymore..."

The girl struggled desperately, but all her strength had vanished. Therefore, she desperately tried to tighten her body, simultaneously pulling her thighs together forcefully. Unfortunately, I reacted very quickly, immediately immobilizing her hands and feet. This deprived the girl of any chance to resist.

"What a gem. Train her well, she'll be far more exciting to fuck than those bitches!"

Her beauty, combined with that innocent charm, though still young, was unmatched by many brothel beauties I'd ever seen.

"Swish..."

A tearing sound ripped through the quiet air. The girl's military trousers were ripped in two, revealing her fair legs. Then, I shifted my focus to her snow-white silk panties. They were so beautiful that I didn't bother to remove them gracefully; I simply ripped them apart, exposing her flawless private parts.

When the last piece of clothing was reduced to fragments on the ground, the girl's fair, translucent skin was completely exposed before my lustful eyes. Though still unconscious, the girl's tender skin shivered involuntarily the moment it touched the air, and every hair on her body stood on end.

I tilted my head slightly, letting the soft light shine on the girl's body.

(Wow...so beautiful...)

I quietly admired this near-perfect work of art, and my penis began to react naturally.

Just the delicate curve of her neck and her small, firm breasts were enough to make one's mouth water! Not to mention her shapely waist, her exquisitely sculpted legs, and her well-proportioned, firm buttocks—how could anyone not get an erection?

"I never thought a girl like you would end up like this," I murmured.

Driven by the burning desire within me, I slowly lifted the girl's beautifully shaped face and pressed my lips to her cherry-like mouth.

Suddenly assaulted, the girl frowned and instinctively turned her face away, trying to escape the lecher's intrusion, but under my force, I still managed to force open her teeth with my rough tongue, then skillfully teased her slippery tongue inside.

"Ugh..."

As if sensing the loss of her first kiss, two crystal tears slid down her fair cheeks, and a soft sob escaped her throat.

"Suck...suck..."

I greedily savored the nectar in the girl's mouth, making wanton sucking sounds as I moved my lips slowly along her thin, cherry-like lips to her cheek. After gliding over her slightly swollen cheek, I suddenly captured her left ear with my mouth, then gently bit it.

"So cute...I want to devour it all..." I said, moving my hands back to the girl's soft breasts, my fingertips lingering between her soft peaks, teasing her erect nipples with the tips of my index and middle fingers. "Ah..." The

aphrodisiac effect of the venomous insect, combined with my skill, finally elicited a soft moan of pleasure from the girl.

Seeing that she was getting more and more into it, I continued to cover and caress her tender breasts with my palms, my lips sliding from her earlobe to her pink neck, then back to her breasts.

Not long after, I lowered my head to the girl's chest, burying my entire head in her snow-white cleavage.

(Wow...it smells so good...) I savored the fragrance emanating from her. Lost in the intoxicating scent, I couldn't help but gently suckle at her nipples.

"Mmm...ah..."

The girl couldn't withstand the intense pleasure and moaned intermittently. I frantically rubbed her nipples with my fingers, giving her no chance to catch her breath. Just

then, my wet tongue suddenly slipped across her snow-white cleavage, taking her two grape-like nipples into my mouth and beginning to suckle.

"Chirp...chirp..." The pleasure was so intense that the girl arched her back slightly, unconsciously thrusting her chest forward. All these reactions showed that she was actually craving this indescribable feeling.

"Hehe...such high martial arts skills...I didn't expect you to be such a little slut..."

I noticed her reaction and couldn't help but chuckle. So I suddenly reached down and inserted my hand into the girl's mysterious forbidden zone.

"Ah..." the girl cried out instinctively.

"As expected... it's really wet!" Just as I expected, the girl's two mysterious lips were already filled with warm, moist nectar. So I bent down slightly and carefully observed the girl's beautiful flower garden.

Its exquisite shape was as alluring as a budding rose in full bloom, and the two beautiful red petals were covered with transparent dewdrops. Not only that, the pink flesh was also completely wet.

I brought my fingertips to the girl's wet petals, and the overflowing dewdrops slowly slid down the petals.

"No... don't put it there..." When her most important private parts were inexplicably violated, the sleeping girl couldn't help but open her mouth and scream.

"Hey! You're already this wet! Stop pretending to be innocent..." I said, completely ignoring the girl's cries, and slowly inserted my fingers into that wet secret pot.

"Ah...no..." The girl let out a pig-like scream as my fingers began to thrust in and out.

Tragically, due to the aphrodisiac effect of the aphrodisiac, copious amounts of nectar gushed uncontrollably from her vagina. Instantly, the excessive flow of nectar soaked my fingers, even dripping down her thighs and anus.

Under the intense impact, the girl's skin flushed a cherry-red. At the same time, her luscious lips murmured softly, indistinguishable between pain and pleasure, her head involuntarily tilting back, her long, flowing golden hair dancing in the dim light.

Soon, her entire body stiffened, and her flushed body was dripping with the sweat of desire. After a tremor, a rich liquid suddenly gushed from deep within her lips.

"Ouch..." Luckily, I dodged quickly, or I would have been sprayed all over my face! As my lips left the girl's sweet spot, a viscous band of light quickly spread between us.

"Oh... is this your true nature? It seems it's a real shame you're not a prostitute... hahaha..." I mocked my sleeping captive with a sarcastic tone.

Although still conscious, her innocent face, like a pear blossom, was streaked with tears, her tightly closed eyes flushed with a lustful, post-orgasmic red. A few torn pieces of clothing fluttered across her snow-white body, creating a surreal, erotic image of her trembling, alluring form.

"Almost there...come on..." I said, quickly removing my clothes.

When my thick, hard penis sprang from my underwear, its imposing size made it more like a murder weapon than a sexual organ.

I quickly reached out and grasped the girl's slender waist, then used the head of my penis to locate her vulva.

"It's here..."

Relying on years of sexual experience, I immediately found the entrance to her vagina. Then, I deliberately rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva, attempting to arouse her already intense desire.

"Ugh..." The girl couldn't bear the emptiness in her womb and let out a muffled groan. I pressed my advantage, teasing the girl's wet vulva.

"Ah...oh..." The girl's lower body throbbed with a stimulating tingling sensation, causing her to involuntarily twist her waist. More and more of her vaginal fluids flowed out, even my glans was covered in her sticky, wet juices. The intense stimulation seemed to turn even her dreams into fantasies; her fair face flushed crimson with embarrassment.

"Excellent!"

I smiled with satisfaction, then thrust my hips forward with force, my thick penis forcing its way into her narrow opening, penetrating to the hilt.

"Ah..." A pitiful cry escaped the girl's throat. A tearing pain spread from her vulva, instantly expanding throughout her entire body.

"No...it hurts...ah..." The girl's cries of pain and desire echoed in the air, and scattered red spots dotted the area below our joined bodies.

I completely ignored her reaction, relentlessly thrusting my thick penis into the girl's wet vagina. Despite the vaginal walls contracting repeatedly, I continued my most intense piston-like movements. With each deeper thrust, my large glans directly struck the girl's delicate cervix.

"Ah... um..."

After a brief moment of pain as her vagina was violently stretched open by my large penis, the girl soon succumbed to intense pleasure.

Burning with waves of desire, her thoughts drifted into a hazy state. It felt so good, but because her arms were bound, she could only twist her snow-white breasts and slender waist, while simultaneously thrusting her round, firm buttocks upwards. Through these movements, the girl seemed to gain even more intense pleasure.

The two were immersed in the numbing, intoxicating sensation, unable to extricate themselves for a long time. The tight walls of her vagina responded to my thrusts, sucking on my penis with varying depths and force, a strength that truly surprised me. I

grasped the girl's delicate breasts, letting my fingers sink into her incredibly tender flesh, revealing her small, cherry-blossom-colored nipples, slightly bruised from the force of the pinch. With a rapid surge of pleasure, the girl's flushed body arched back.

"Ah... I'm coming..." In the final thrust, I reached my climax, forcefully plunging my buttocks into the girl's vagina, then releasing every last drop of my thick, turbid semen into her obscene body.

At that moment, the girl's warm, moist vaginal walls also spasmed violently, tightly gripping my penis, which was gradually losing its strength.

"Hoo...hoo...that was so good!"

Exhausted, I reluctantly pulled my penis out of her vagina. Because it was rape, all the decisions were in my hands. Although the girl was still in the afterglow, she couldn't make any demands.

Her long, slender pink legs trembled slightly, as if the remaining pleasure hadn't completely left her body. The light red petals at the base of her thighs were still opening and closing, blooming with a captivating allure. However, for me, who had already lost all strength, all of this was just a regretful sight.

"Hoo! That was so good, so incredibly good...I must do it again sometime!"

I said, picking up my pants from the ground and starting to put them on.

(Such a good girl...it's such a waste to give her to Babi to ride!) I felt reluctant, but I had to be loyal to my friend. I shook my head and prepared to call Babi in for an injection and sex.

Suddenly, a struggle made my soul fly out of my body. Turning around, I saw the girl, after a round of passionate lovemaking, had abruptly woken up and was struggling to sit up.

The man before her was disheveled, she was naked, the excruciating pain between her legs, and the bloodstains on the ground... all clearly indicating what had just happened.

The girl let out a piercing scream.

This was nothing, because I knew that no matter how high her martial arts skills were, she couldn't possibly break the specially made golden rope in such a short time. However, a tattoo on her shoulder that I had previously overlooked terrified me.

Some noble families would tattoo a mark on the body of a blood relative at birth using a unique pigment. This was often a bloodline characteristic used by nobles on the continent to recognize each other, like the blue flower-shaped totem on the girl's shoulder.

Unfortunately, that was proof of our royal family, the Leng clan!
Chapter Two: Princess Xingmei

Perhaps some illegitimate daughters are not counted, but among the king's daughters, there are three princesses who have officially received royal tattoos and titles.

The eldest princess married the president of the Northern Golden Flower Federation, at the age of twenty-five.

The second princess, Linglan, possessed martial arts skills taught by a mysterious master, so powerful they could terrify anyone. She was currently the Grand Commander of the Fourth Division of the Imperial Guard,

at the age of nineteen. Finally, there was His Majesty the King's most beloved youngest daughter, Princess Xingmei, who was only fourteen this year. Xingmei and Xingmei, aren't they homophones?

I raped the princess?!

Damn it, even if I slaughtered the Su brothers, chopped them into mincemeat, and paraded them through the streets, it probably wouldn't be as difficult to clean up as this mess. If my dead father knew, he would definitely rush back from the border immediately... not to save me, but to personally kill me, this beast who defiled the princess's purity!

There are only two options now: one, rush home, pack my belongings, and flee the country at top speed, living as a fugitive; two, draw my sword and kill this little bitch, silence her, destroy the evidence, and then leave with Babi as if nothing happened, living one day at a time.

But neither path is possible. The former—before I even escaped the country, my wanted poster would be all over the continent, and bounty hunters everywhere would be after my head; the latter—if I chose that, I would be a complete innocent bystander. The princess's disappearance was a huge deal; if anyone in the palace knew that this little bitch had disguised herself and joined the army, Babi and I would probably be sent to the guillotine by this evening.

(Damn it! I'm gambling with my life, I'm going all in!)

With a heavy heart, I decided to take the risk and bent down to pick up the sharp sword on the ground. At this moment, Babi, who was keeping watch outside, was startled by the little bitch's scream and rushed in, his face pale. I went to meet him, shirtless.

"John, what happened, you..." Babi's face suddenly twisted in pain, not from surprise, but from agony. He looked at the warm blood on his hand and the sharp sword that was stuck in his stomach, his face full of confusion.

“John! Why…you…want…” His words were interrupted by a clot of blood suddenly spilling from his throat, but it was still clear that he didn’t understand why I wanted to kill him.

"You said, how can you be a real man if you're not ruthless? Now, to be a real man, I must be ruthless towards you."

I whispered in his ear, twisted my sword, and with a swift motion, watched as my old friend, who had once shared my debauchery in the brothels of the capital, turned into a corpse in a fit of shock and rage.

Killing to silence him was necessary, but I couldn't kill the princess, so I had to kill Babi!

My friend, rest in peace… no, it doesn't matter whether you rest in peace or not, the important thing is not to come looking for me in the middle of the night. You were foolish all your life, don't suddenly become wise after death!

The work is done, now it's time to put on a good show. Turning around, the little bitch, having witnessed me kill Babi, her blood dripping with the sword, had stopped screaming in terror. She struggled frantically, trying to break free of the golden ropes, her body twisting and retreating, afraid I would kill her next. If I let her free her hands, I would die instantly. With a flick of my sword, I strode towards her.

"No...don't come any closer..."

the little bitch screamed as I walked towards her. I grabbed her wrist, and with a swift stroke of my sword, severed the golden silk rope binding her hands.

Freed, the little bitch clearly couldn't fathom my intentions. Rubbing her aching wrist, she gathered her tattered clothes from the ground to cover herself, looking at me with suspicion and uncertainty.

Kneeling on the ground, I forced tears from my eyes and, with a mixture of sincerity and remorse, recounted the elaborate lie I had painstakingly crafted.

"Babbi and I passed by the training tower and heard strange noises inside. Upon entering, we found the princess unconscious in a trap, poisoned by the lustful beast. Consumed by lust, she would surely die from burning blood if not treated quickly. To save her, we had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure. However, defiling the princess's purity is a capital offense. As her subjects, only death can atone for this and preserve her honor..."

This lie was riddled with flaws. While the lustful beast's slime had aphrodisiac effects, it wasn't as potent as a strong aphrodisiac; the trap and the sleeping potion were never mentioned. But a woman who has lost her virginity is usually reluctant to publicize it, and this little bitch had such an innocent and kind face. Women often have a deep affection for their first man, and this kind of girl who values her chastity is especially so. I decided to gamble on this.

As I spoke, I secretly observed her reaction.

Her once exquisitely beautiful face, now etched with sorrow, was filled with tears of grief in her clear eyes, making her appear utterly pitiful. Her

delicate breasts, barely concealed by tattered cloth, rose and fell with her breath.

Yet, her innate goddess-like nobility and purity remained undiminished by the brutality she had suffered.

Damn, this girl is truly beautiful. To ride her even once would be worth it, even as a ghost. But that's just talk; I'd rather die than do it.

"Babbi is dead. If I commit suicide, no one else in the world will know what happened today. I only wish the princess would remember our sacrifice for the Alibuda royal family. Then we can die in peace!" I finished speaking with fervor, then immediately drew my sword and committed suicide, deliberately making a grand gesture—in short, for dramatic effect. As

expected

, the little bitch swiftly snatched the longsword away. I deliberately showed off, letting the tip of the sword draw a bloody line across my neck to appear dangerous, though it was truly risky. The sword was incredibly sharp; a slight misstep and my head would be severed. But to fool the little bitch, I had to go to some lengths.

"Your Highness! You…"

Having been saved from suicide, I feigned shock, looking at the little bitch with bewildered surprise, inwardly relieved.

This kind of hothouse flower likely has limited intelligence and is too young; how could she know anything about the wickedness of the human heart? She disguised herself to join the army; her mind must be filled with tales of loyal and righteous knights. My idol once said: "When a person deeply believes in something, their heart is easily misled by that thing." Simply put, she's very easy to fool!

"You...you...I...I..."

The little slut stared at me, stammering, unable to speak. Clearly, she didn't know what to do. Finally, she looked at me, a slight blush rising on her cheeks, but then she covered her face and burst into tears.

My heart relaxed, and I boldly leaned forward, embracing the little slut's smooth body, softly comforting her. Of course, I said the same old things: I'll treat you well! I'll definitely marry you! I'll never let you down...wait, I've memorized these lines at least seven years ago. Brothel prostitutes, royal princesses—any female animal loves to hear these things.

"Waaah...waaah..." The girl struggled at first, but then obediently let me hold her, sobbing softly, unable to calm her grief for a long time...

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And just like that, I got away with the huge mess of raping the princess.

The young girl was at the age of puberty, and since I had taken her virginity, it was only natural that she would vaguely regard me as her prince consort. With my skillful "training," I quickly subdued her.

Of course, I also used some tricks.

When I hastily left, Princess Xingmei didn't notice that her hidden sword was still in the tower. Furthermore, when Ba Bi's body was discovered shortly afterward, it was found alongside the sword, and after examination, it was naturally considered the murder weapon.

Someone in the team recognized it as the weapon of the newcomer "Xia Xingmei," and the investigating officer confronted her, questioning her about the events of that day. Xingmei couldn't answer, stammering and giving unclear accounts, almost bursting into tears.

At this moment, I stepped forward, proving that she had been with me that day, and stating that the sword had been missing for several days and must have been picked up by someone for malicious purposes. Ba Bi and I have always been good friends, so naturally no one would suspect me of being the real culprit. With my insistence, they even confiscated the sword and returned it to Xing Mei.

Having been saved by me again, Xing Mei was naturally extremely grateful, completely regarding me as her hero.

Actually, Xing Mei's backing was stronger than anyone else's; even if I hadn't intervened, she would have been safe in the end. How could I let such a favor slip by? Sure enough, everything went as I expected. Ba Bi's father was just a low-ranking officer with no real background, and the military's investigation wasn't very proactive. Later, hearing that the palace had sent a secret envoy, the military hastily closed the case, letting it fade away.

Out of grief for my friend's tragic death, I gave Ba Bi's father a large sum of money. He was deeply grateful, saying I was the most righteous person in the world. I didn't care; this money was Xing Mei's compensation money, which she had secretly taken from her savings and asked me to give her—another favor I did. However, I didn't profit much from it, so I guess I've done right by my friendship with Babi.

A few days later, I don't know what Xingmei said to her father, but the military, following an order from the palace, promoted me from a common soldier to centurion, citing my outstanding abilities and efficient work.

Ha! How ridiculous! What outstanding abilities do I have? What efficient work? Is it because I'm excellent in bed, making your daughter suffer every night? Well, no need to be polite about that.

Before the competition even started, I, whom they always looked down on, had taken the centurion's position. The Su brothers were furious, but powerless to change the established fact.

As for me, of course, I ignored these two defeated dogs. I took the seal of office from my superior, officially becoming a centurion, and began to carry out my moving task: to transfer a new recruit named "Xia Xingmei" to my quarters as my personal attendant, to train her in proper military etiquette every day, and to develop her alluring body.

The wheel of fate spun fiercely in the river of time. While I was indulging in a life of carefree idleness in the army, I had no idea that this autumn, Xingmei and I would face another turning point in our lives: the Battle of Ahurama!

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Ever since I seduced the princess and tricked the innocent and adorable Xingmei into my hands, I've been promoted and made a fortune. Not only did the king promote me to centurion, but even my perverted father, far away on the border, sent a letter saying that I had finally reformed and was striving for improvement, which pleased him greatly and made him proud of our Farrell family ancestors.

Lots of nonsense, but not a single penny more. My perverted father, a man of integrity and frugality, won the Best Civil Servant Award for seven consecutive years; I think he's the most pathetic of all the nobles in the kingdom.

Being promoted from infantryman to centurion is great, but what I'm truly proud of is being able to hide in my private office every day and train the adorable Xingmei. With my superior bedroom skills, manipulating this virgin who was just beginning to experience the pleasures of love was a piece of cake. Each night brought different techniques, making Xingmei blush with embarrassment, yet she couldn't wait to try them.

Furthermore, from the annotations of that book of erotic magic, I deciphered a special purplish-red barrier. When I cast it during intercourse, it would keep my erection erect while simultaneously absorbing the woman's pure yin essence to nourish my own flesh and blood.

The best practice subject for this secret technique, of course, was little Xingmei, whose martial arts skills were at least dozens of times greater than mine, if not a hundred times. Practicing magic should have weakened my body, but the result of absorbing nourishment from Xingmei after each encounter was that my body grew stronger day by day, which also increased my magic power. This allowed me to use more and more erotic techniques, each time driving little Xingmei to the brink of ecstasy.

However, things don't always go as planned. Although Xingmei and I were passionately in love, her royal upbringing made this little princess very reserved. She refused to engage in any of the more intense activities like anal or oral sex, and even a simple touch of my penis would elicit screams and cries, leaving me quite bored.

Eventually, she started crying and complaining that I didn't care for her and only forced her to do such filthy things. She even put on airs as a princess, scolding me for being rude. Humph! A princess? Stripped naked, she's just a little slut, what's so great about her!

As a result, having her around was like restricting me. My usual lavish lifestyle in brothels was now impossible. Plus, with the princess putting on such an air, I became increasingly furious. So, I secretly applied for a transfer, keeping all my activities a secret from Xingmei. By the time the military orders came through, it was too late.

Xingmei disguised herself and joined the Imperial Guard without His Majesty's knowledge. She had told me that she admired her second elder sister, a woman of unparalleled martial arts skills, and her heroic figure commanding an army on the battlefield. After pestering her sister to teach her martial arts, she was eager to try her hand at it. So, disregarding the objections of the ladies-in-waiting, she secretly disguised herself and joined the Imperial Guard during her free time. In other words, once I was transferred, she couldn't possibly follow, and I could easily shake her off and go out to enjoy a life

of pleasure and carefree living. Everything went as I expected. Xingmei cried and made a scene when she learned of my transfer to the provinces, but she was helpless and watched as I packed my bags and moved on.

Only one thing puzzled me greatly. I had requested a transfer to a large southern port city far from the capital, but the military order I received transferred me to Ahurama City on the eastern border. Although it was relatively prosperous, it was a simple agricultural area with a simple and honest populace. Wouldn't it be incredibly boring to be transferred there?

However, as long as I can get rid of that brat princess, I don't care about anything else. I'll just pack my bags and take up my post.

In Ahurama City, I'm still a centurion. I just coast through the daily drills. There aren't any big brothels here, and the communal military prostitutes are all vulgar and repulsive. There are a few female generals in the army who are quite pretty, but most of them think my martial arts are too weak and don't even give me a second glance. Humph! What's the big deal? Do I care?

In my spare time, I focused on studying the secrets in the book of erotic magic and even discovered a biochemical drug called "Erosion Gu." If a woman takes it, she will become incredibly lewd and unable to control herself once she hears a certain melody. The book also says that a whistle made from a plant called "Crying Bamboo" can produce that high-frequency melody, which can only be heard by women infected with the Erosion Gu and orcs. It's very safe and reliable.

I was overjoyed. Weeping bamboo is extremely rare, yet there were several here, a clear sign that fate was on my side. I spent several days carving the bamboo to practice my Gu poison, preparing everything. That day, while purchasing the necessary herbs, I passed by a military camp and suddenly heard someone mention my name.

Approaching, I saw several of my own quartermasters gathered there, speaking ill of me. This wouldn't have been a big deal, but the more they talked, the more enthusiastic they became, seemingly intent on taking action. I had to listen closely.

It turned out that these bastards had ill intentions; they planned to use the pretext of congratulating me the next day to send me a jar of wine as a gift, then use that as a pretext to eliminate me.

"How? Poison the wine?"

"That's too old-fashioned, nothing new." A red-haired quartermaster whispered, "We have liquid gunpowder in my hometown. We'll fill a bottle, and as soon as that kid opens it, hehe! It'll blow his face to pieces, and his life will be worse than death!"

I was secretly horrified. These guys actually came up with such a vicious plan. I remained calm, preparing to expose them when they offered the wine the next day, forcing those bastards to drink it down my throat. But the next day, I received orders early in the morning to lead my men on a three-day patrol to the east.

I knew the city often sent out several hundred-man squads on regular patrols, but this responsibility had never fallen on our shoulders before. Although I was suspicious, I had no choice but to lead my men eastward.

Ahurama City was located on the eastern border. A dozen miles east, beyond the Mosa Ridge, lay the Grand Duchy of Ishtar. Their national strength is inferior to ours, but their military power is not to be underestimated. Every five or six years, they launch surprise attacks on us, plundering the wealth along our borders. They employ cavalry, moving like the wind, making them truly difficult to defend against. Therefore, patrol teams are regularly dispatched from within the city.

The last time the Ishtar army invaded was three years ago. According to the timeline, we should currently be in a period of peace and stability. However, fate is ironic precisely because it has no rules. It

is currently autumn, with maple leaves turning red across the mountains, cicadas chirping incessantly, and a light, dry coolness in the breeze—perfect for marching. We are an infantry unit. On the second day of our march, I happened to find the last few medicinal herbs. I hurriedly ordered us to set up camp and cook, and the entire unit began to desert.

We mixed the ingredients together, chanted incantations, and concocted aphrodisiacs. Looking at the porcelain bottle containing the aphrodisiacs, I felt extremely pleased with myself. Just as I was pondering who to use as a test subject, a servant reported that a brother from the army requested an audience.

Yesterday, I was busy marching, and those bastards didn't have a chance to bring me wine. I figured they should be here today, so I sneered and ordered them to be received.

The person came in, but it wasn't those bastards. Head bowed, small and thin, her uniform covered in dust and stains, she hadn't even spoken before she started sobbing. Hearing her cry, my heart sank. Looking down at her crying face, I was instantly terrified. It was none other than Princess Xingmei!

"You...you've come!"

"...I...I missed you...you've been gone for so long...I didn't even write the letter you promised...you didn't keep any of your promises...I didn't...you, you...you big liar..."

Hearing her sobbing, I quickly hugged her, gently patted her back, and soothed her softly. Even if a fast horse gallops along the official road, it would take six or seven days to travel from the capital to this place. At such a young age, as a princess, she had never been to the world outside the capital. Yet, driven solely by longing, she traveled thousands of miles to get here.

Seeing Xingmei's pretty face etched with weariness, clearly having suffered greatly on her journey, I was moved. I took her hand and whispered words of comfort, using the same old platitudes, as long as they worked.

I was no match for the little girl's martial arts, but her mind… controlling her was far too easy. In no time, I had her laughing through her tears.

"Ah! What's this bottle?" Xingmei noticed the aphrodisiac I had casually placed aside and picked up the porcelain bottle to play with it. I thought this was the perfect opportunity to trick the little girl into drinking it, arousing her lust, and then I'd take her right there. So I casually said it was fruit wine.

"Wine? That's perfect!" Xingmei hid the bottle behind her back, grinning mischievously. When she took it out again, there were two identical bottles.

"When I came in, some of your subordinates said they admired you and wanted to bring you wine as a reward. Brother John, you're truly a hero; even your subordinates adore you. Shall we drink these two bottles together?"

Reward me? Sending me to hell is the real intention. Looking at the two identical bottles, I swallowed hard, unsure how to tell them apart.

I certainly wouldn't drink the wine, but if Xiao Xingmei opened the bottle and drank the aphrodisiac, that would be great. But if it exploded and turned her beautiful face into a grotesque mess, that would be disastrous. I stood there stunned for a long time before finally using the legitimate reason of "no drinking during official business" to temporarily postpone dealing with these two deadly things.

"Xingmei, I've missed you terribly these past few months." I smiled, wrapping my arms around her slender waist and slowly arching my back; the meaning behind it was obvious.

"You said again that official duties shouldn't be neglected?"

"I haven't neglected my duties! I'm fulfilling my responsibilities as a superior officer, properly training my subordinate privates in military etiquette."

Xingmei's small breasts softened as I touched and caressed them; her body, deprived for months, was naturally aroused.

I kissed her, about to unbutton her clothes, when suddenly someone outside shouted, reporting urgent military news. A private rushed in, wailing as if his father had died.

"Report...Reporting, sir! Brothers have spotted Ishtar's army, they're coming at us!"

Ishtar's cavalry regiment, totaling 25,000 men, all elite soldiers, would be annihilated if we met them head-on. They were heading this way; even if we fled immediately, they were on fast horses, and we only had two legs. We were a day's distance from Ahurama City; they would definitely catch up and kill us all.

All the brothers were puzzled. Although we had run into the Ishtar army, logically, the other cavalry scout team heading north should have spotted the enemy much earlier and sent out warning rockets and fireworks. That way, we would have seen them several hours ago and had more time to react, instead of being in this predicament.

Of the hundred men in the team, only Xingmei had just arrived on a fast horse. At this moment, all a hundred eyes were fixed on me, convinced that I, their commander, would abandon my subordinates and flee on horseback.

"Pota Eng, you ride this fast horse and immediately return to the city to request reinforcements. Ask them to send men to help."

Everyone was puzzled as to why I hadn't set off rockets and fireworks but instead ordered someone to go back and report. They were even more puzzled as to why I hadn't taken on this cushy task myself.

Xingmei looked at me with admiration, but I had no words to express my predicament. Military law in our country is extremely strict. Abandoning my men to escape at this time would be a serious offense, punishable by death or at least maiming. Even if I wanted to use my aristocratic privileges to evade punishment, my twisted father would definitely not side with me. Besides, Xingmei, that fast horse, is already half-dead from her riding; who knows how fast she can run? If we're caught by the cavalry, I'll still die. A safer approach is to stall for time. If things really get really dangerous, I can always have Xingmei carry me to safety. She's incredibly agile, running and leaping like the wind on mountain paths; riding her would be more effective than riding a fast horse.

As for not releasing the rocket flag, that had another purpose.

I ordered all the soldiers to take off their uniforms, tear their clothes to shreds, and fight and kick each other until they were in a sorry state. Then we buried all the equipment, and everyone disguised themselves as bandits and thieves. After that, I explained the plan. Everyone was full of doubt after hearing it, but they didn't have a better idea anyway, and considering that I hadn't abandoned them to escape, they agreed to follow the plan.

Xingmei, being a woman and a princess, couldn't be treated the same way. I had her hide to the side, watching my every move.

When the Ishtar army arrived, our group rushed out from our hiding places, shouting and demanding tolls.

The Ishtar people clearly thought we were crazy, or perhaps starving, and let out a cacophony of unpleasant laughter.

Once the rockets and fireworks went off, Bai Yi knew we were an army, leaving no room for disguise. I'd heard my perverted father say that the ancestors of the Ishtar people were originally bandits who left behind a rule: show mercy to desperate bandits. I

didn't know if this rumor was true or not, but I decided to risk it. I had already given Xingmei, who was hiding nearby, a secret signal to carry me away at any moment. Unexpectedly, the plan succeeded. Several high-ranking Ishtar officers, after laughing heartily, ordered their soldiers to throw down several bags of grain, telling us to fend for ourselves.

Thankfully, we had a good plan. Just as we were about to leave, a soldier ran up and shouted that the commander-in-chief wanted to ask us for information. When I asked for the commander-in-chief's name, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. No wonder a mere 20,000 men dared to confront Ahuramar City head-on; it turned out that the infamous Blood Nightmare Archmage was personally leading the army!

This man was the number one archmage in Ishtar, skilled in all kinds of magic and sorcery. When it came to black magic, there were very few who could compare to him. My few tricks were simply no match for him.

Blood Nightmare was notoriously cruel and lecherous. Three years ago, during an invasion, he slaughtered over a hundred beautiful women in a single night. My father was tied up at the other border and couldn't spare the time, allowing this lecherous demon to repeatedly defeat our army with unparalleled ferocity. In the end, Princess Linglan personally stepped in, wielding her Heavenly Horse Blade to rip him open, leaving him gruesome and fleeing for his life. It's said he survived only thanks to his unparalleled sorcery, but he swore a blood oath: one day, he would train and tame Linglan, making her his loyal sex slave!

His words were beautiful, but without fulfilling them, he was nothing more than a defeated dog howling. However, when he appeared, I was still greatly startled. How could the infamous Blood Nightmare Grand Wizard be a stunningly beautiful woman?

At first, I thought I had mistaken her for someone else, but judging from the soldiers' descriptions, it was indeed her. Every gesture she made was captivating; not only the Ishtar people, but even the bunch of good-for-nothings around me were utterly mesmerized.

Blood Nightmare was accompanied by four blood slaves, all tall, ferocious giants, each at least three times my size. They walked, not rode horses, for there was probably no horse in the world that could bear their physiques. The four had lifeless eyes, but it was clear they were all top-tier masters. I'd heard my perverted father mention that some sorcerers could use drugs to bewitch people and then mold them into mindless, fearless slaves.

I'd like to learn that skill. If I could feed Xingmei a few pills, wouldn't it be perfect if she became obedient from then on? However, if the side effect was turning her into this kind of body, then never mind!

"My sorcery can see into people's hearts. In my eyes, there are no secrets in the world!"

Blood Nightmare said in a low voice after listening to the soldier's introduction of us "thieves," and then his voice suddenly became a majestic male voice. Okay! Finally, I've met a man, even more perverted than my perverted father. It's meaningless to make grand pronouncements if you can't deliver. Since three years ago, everyone in the world knows you're just a guy who talks big but doesn't deliver!

I didn't want to admit I was the leader of thieves, but the eyes of my bunch of idiots had already betrayed me. When Blood Nightmare asked me questions, I rambled on and on. Suspicion flashed in Blood Nightmare's eyes, then suddenly a strange light shone brightly. Just as I was about to look away, she noticed the two porcelain bottles hanging from my waist that she couldn't bear to throw away. She asked what they were, and I lied and said they were family heirloom aphrodisiacs. Men who drank them would never lose their erection, and women who drank them would stay young forever. You need both, so they're perfect for you.

The others were terrified by my audacious words, but Blood Nightmare seemed to admire my boldness. This damned transvestite giggled and leaned against me. The strong fragrance almost made me nauseous, and she even reached between my legs, leering lewdly.

"Yours is so big! Is it from drinking this stuff that you maintain it?"

I quickly nodded, while putting on a lecherous, obsequious look, like a lapdog. It wasn't too hard to fake it, because her breasts were really big, jiggling, enough to make any man aroused. However, when I thought that this hot stunner could also get an erection, I couldn't help but feel impotent...

I don't know if my acting was too realistic, or if someone wanted to try to challenge my sister's record. Xingmei, who was hiding to the side, let out a delicate shout and brandished her hidden sword, shooting out like lightning to attack Blood Nightmare.

Sigh! Just attack already! What's with the shouting? Do you have to advertise when you're ambushing someone?

Four blood slaves swung their swords to block, the thunderous sound almost tearing my eardrums. This little girl is really skilled. These blood slaves are all top-notch experts, but with one swing of her sword, one immediately fell. She dodged the attacks of the other three, while simultaneously thrusting her sword at Blood Nightmare.

All I heard was Blood Nightmare's giggling as she pushed me towards the sword tip. The little girl hurriedly sheathed her sword, and Blood Nightmare seized the opportunity, her eyes gleaming with an eerie light

. "Good heavens! Are you an artificial sun?" The little girl froze, then fainted. We, who had already escaped danger, were all caught in the crossfire, treated as spies and imprisoned.

"You little bitch! I told you to hide properly, but you wouldn't, and now I'm going to lose my head too!"

Because of the commotion, it was already dark, and the Ishtar army decided to set up camp and rest.

Perhaps because Blood Nightmare herself had praised me, the Ishtar people locked me in a separate tent. As time passed, taking advantage of the guards' inattention, I used magic to loosen the ropes and sneak away. Don't think it was easy; I chanted for almost an hour, my mouth nearly cracked from dryness, before I finally managed to untie them.

The most urgent thing was to find a horse to escape on, or at least get away. The little girl falling into enemy hands was terrible, but I couldn't very well die with her. So I hurriedly looked for a way to escape. Unfortunately, what's meant to be will be. After circling around a few times, I suddenly heard the little girl's voice. I went to the edge of the large tent and almost popped my eyes out.

Chapter Three: Blood Nightmare Banner

In the center of the commander's tent hung a large, snow-white, round gauze curtain, speckled with crimson. It was beautifully designed, but as it fluttered in the wind, a chilling, eerie wind emanated from it, making even me, from a distance, feel my scalp tingle.

Three blood slaves stood with their heads bowed beside a table, their expressions blank, but clearly on guard. On the table were my two porcelain bottles and a strangely shaped red bottle.

Xingmei had been stripped naked like a little lamb, her mouth stuffed with something, her eyes brimming with tears, her long hair hanging down pitifully. Her hands and feet were shackled, and she struggled incessantly, the shackles clanging loudly.

Blood Nightmare chuckled seductively, her hand stroking Xingmei's fair and tender body. "Hehe! Truly top-quality goods, your skin so smooth and tender... Your breasts may not be large, but... Wow! Your nipples are so fresh and tender, they must be fragrant and sweet... Even your petals are still a fresh, tender pink. You've only recently been deflowered, haven't you?"

Xingmei closed her eyes, turned her head to one side, and let out mournful moans.

Blood Nightmare laughed heartily, took off her top, and her full, voluptuous breasts immediately sprang out. Their enormous size would surely knock someone unconscious if hit in the face. Her skin was as white as jade, but below her left breast, there was an exaggeratedly large and grotesque scar that hung down to her pants, the entire flesh disgustingly twisted over, one could imagine the horror of the injury.

“Little princess… Princess Linglan of Alibuda is your sister, isn’t she? I recognized you the moment you made your move today…” Xueyan said grimly, “Three years ago, that bitch slashed me so badly I was on the verge of death, and caused countless brave men of my country to die in foreign lands. I swore revenge. Do you see this tent? In these three years, I have fought in various places, torturing and killing countless pure virgins in this tent, letting their blood stain the tent to forge my secret weapon—the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. Tonight, you will be the last sacrifice for the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls!”

As she spoke, she stroked Xingmei’s almost hairless vulva, parting the petals to reveal the bright red opening. Pain! Xueyan ignored the dryness inside her vulva and forcibly inserted her fingers.

Xingmei twisted her body desperately, but could not escape. She could only stare at the tent stained with the blood of 9,999 beautiful virgins, tears streaming down her face.

Sure enough, under the moonlight, the tent faintly emitted a ghastly green light, as if the wailing of wronged souls was echoing in unison, chilling to the bone.

"Ah! So tight! Little princess, although it's a pity you're no longer a virgin, you and that filthy bitch are sisters. With your vengeful spirit inside, she'll have no chance against the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Ha! It's truly heaven's help!"

Blood Nightmare lewdly laughed, "Look at that red bottle on the table... After capturing that filthy bitch, I'll use my painstakingly concocted Ecstasy Powder on her... It's a pity I can't obtain the legendary Famit's Book of Lustful Arts. Otherwise, combined with the Lustful Gu, I could refine the world's number one magic potion, Phoenix Brain Incense, which even a celestial being couldn't cure, turning that filthy bitch into the most despicable and wanton sex slave, serving us Ishtar soldiers from now on."

My heart stirred upon hearing this. Didn't I already have the Lustful Gu? If I could get my hands on this transvestite's Ecstasy Powder, concoct some Phoenix Brain Incense to play with, wouldn't that be incredibly exciting?

"Your sister's knife almost rendered me impotent... No problem, I used magic to summon a giant orc's penis. A third of the virgins in this tent were fucked to death by it... Now I want your little cunt to taste it!"

Blood Nightmare pulled down his pants, revealing a gigantic, beast-like penis, its body covered in ferocious bristles. If it were to actually penetrate, Xingmei's tender cunt would surely be a bloody mess.

Watching his wife being played with without making a sound—that kind of bastard isn't a man! I desperately sought a solution, wanting to try summoning a lewd beast, but Blood Nightmare was so powerful, a lewd beast might not be effective. And after summoning the lewd beast, I'd be extremely weak, without even the strength to escape. Was it worth risking so much for this little bitch? I had to think carefully.

Xingmei let out a shrill scream, frantically twisting her snow-white naked body. Her delicate wrists rubbed against the golden shackles, drawing blood. If her mouth hadn't been gagged, she would have surely bitten her tongue and committed suicide.

Blood Nightmare lifted the massive beast-like penis, grinning maliciously, "After I've fucked you, I'll give your corpse to the Blood Slaves. They'll also be attached to the beast-like penis by me, which will definitely satisfy you... Ah! I forgot there's a good thing. Let me nourish myself first, then I'll properly serve Her Highness the Princess!"

After she finished speaking, to my astonishment, she strode to the table guarded by the Blood Slaves, picked up the porcelain bottle containing the "aphrodisiac," intending to nourish herself first before indulging in pleasure.

My perverted father was right; when misfortune strikes, even city walls can't stop it. A deafening explosion followed by a shrill scream. Ishtar's First Mage, the moment the bottle was opened, was blasted senseless, blood splattering everywhere.

Taking advantage of the chaos, I slipped into the tent, removed the nails from Xingmei's shackles, and tried to escape with her, who was already terrified. But as soon as I carried her on my back and took one step, a horrifying scream came from behind.

My God! That transvestite was still alive! Although her face was a bloody mess and she had lost an eye, she was still able to move. She covered her face and ordered the three blood slaves to chop us into mincemeat.

I was terrified and wet myself. But as my perverted father always said, misfortunes never come singly. Blood Nightmare clearly hadn't noticed; the explosion had also shattered the other two bottles on the table, and a strange fragrance was beginning to fill the air. Blood Slaves

are mutants who use drugs to cloud people's minds and force out all their potential. Logically, they should only act like puppets, receiving orders and then moving on. However, perhaps my drug was too potent; Blood Nightmare's commands went unanswered. She turned around and saw that the Blood Slaves, who should have been expressionless, now had eyes filled with a beastly, hungry lust, followed by a thunderous roar.

"I'm going to rape you!" A bloodcurdling scream came from the Blood Nightmare High Priestess, whose buttocks were pierced.

The dead monster let out a terrifying shriek—good heavens! I'd never seen such a powerful vacuum slash! Her left hand swept across the thick necks of two Blood Slaves, sending their heads flying into the air above the command camp.

Two heads fell to the ground. Then,

something even more terrifying happened.

A deafening, earth-shaking thrusting sound erupted, followed by two screams. One of them, a Blood Nightmare, yelled, "Fool, put me down!"

I recoiled in terror, my back slamming against the wall.

The two headless blood slaves were even more ferocious in death than in life, their headless corpses frantically raping those around them. The first to suffer was the other blood slave, followed, of course, by the Blood Nightmare mage squeezed in the center.

The blood slaves' ferocity was truly remarkable; I had never encountered such skilled attackers before, proving that human potential is indeed terrifying, especially when used for evil.

Then came the thrashing and struggling, the painful groans, and the beast-like howls.

As for the details, there's really nothing to say; the brutal scene of three grown men and a transvestite raping each other would definitely give any normal man nightmares for three months.

The combination of the Ecstasy Powder and the Aphrodisiac Gu was refined into the most potent demonic drug in the world, Phoenix Brain Incense. Even a celestial being couldn't cure it—that's what the dead demon himself said, so I can't do anything about it.

Only a weak, feeble breath remained.

I couldn't believe things would end like this. My scalp tingled, and I hurried forward, carrying Xingmei on my back.

The scene before me was too gruesome to bear; I didn't want to look at it again. I stood before the Blood Nightmare Mage, dragged to the ground by the headless blood slave, his body deformed, his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth covered in semen. I sighed, "You reap what you sow! Anyone who dares touch my woman will suffer the same fate!"

I kicked him twice, not to save him, of course—besides, magic wouldn't be of any use in such injuries—but to get him to say his last words.

He weakly said, "I'm not reconciled… I… I haven't even had my way with that stinking bitch Linglan… I…"

My heart clenched. He died with this last wish; could the Second Princess truly possess such allure?

The Blood Nightmare Mage closed his eyes and breathed his last. He might have been a formidable master, but unfortunately, he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

I searched Blood Nightmare's body and found Star Rose's divine sword, along with a pile of unknown pills and notes. Without hesitation, I took them all for myself, and then beheaded him. How could I let such a convenient military achievement slip by? Star Rose, dazed and naked, caught my eye. I tore off the blood-red gauze curtain, wrapped it around her flawless white body, and carried her away.

Outside, for some reason, chaos erupted. The clamor of men and horses, and screams of agony, filled the air. I seized the opportunity to slip away and free my own men.

Later, I learned that many of Blood Nightmare's rank-and-file soldiers were modified soldiers, like Blood Slaves, whose minds had been corrupted by him. While their minds weren't sharp, they weren't completely irrational. But when Blood Nightmare died, these modified soldiers went berserk, killing indiscriminately. The Ishtar army was thrown into chaos, and lacking command, they suffered heavy casualties in a short time.

The brothers, seeing an opportunity to plunder, didn't even wait for my orders. They specifically sought out the corpses of those who looked like high-ranking officers, beheaded them, and used the heads as a reward. Although a few unlucky ones were killed by the rioting slave soldiers during the operation, in principle, everyone returned laden with spoils.

At dawn, Pota Eng arrived with the city's garrison, expecting only to collect our corpses, but instead witnessing this scene.

That very day, news of this great victory reached the capital with the fastest possible message: In the Battle of Ahurama, Aribda's army, with only a hundred men, annihilated Ishtar's twenty thousand cavalry, and the renowned Blood Nightmare Archmage was beheaded.

I, John Farrell, who created this miraculous victory, became a national hero overnight. Intelligence systems from all over the world sent messengers flying, vying to find out who I was; the level of importance they placed on me truly overwhelmed me.

That very night, the commander of Ahurama secretly came to my door to apologize. It turns out he knew the Ishtar army was coming and deliberately sent me out of the city to my death. Who would have thought I would not only be unharmed, but also slaughter the Ishtar army, even severing the head of Blood Nightmare? That coward was terrified, and remembering his monstrous father's position in the army, fearing exposure, he confessed his guilt to me.

As for why he wanted to harm me? It was my sworn enemies from the Imperial Guard, the Su brothers, who wanted me dead. Their uncle, the Vice Minister of Military Affairs, deliberately transferred me to the border and sent a secret envoy to find an opportunity to kill me, the garrison commander he had promoted.

An eye for an eye is a tooth for a tooth; I will definitely get my revenge someday! However, the most troublesome thing right now is my little Xingmei.

It seems she suffered too much trauma that day. Although I took great care of her, she remained dazed and confused until the evening of the third day after the incident, when I fed her tea, Xingmei suddenly hugged me and burst into tears.

"Waaah...so...so scary...Brother John...so scary..."

You filthy bitch, it's not like you haven't been raped before, why are you making such a fuss!

Despite my thoughts, I still held Xingmei close, gently comforting her. However, for the sake of the future, I skillfully shifted the blame for this incident onto her. If she hadn't acted so rashly and hadn't obediently followed my instructions, Blood Nightmare would have been killed by my clever plan long ago, and she wouldn't have had to suffer this humiliation.

The truth, of course, wasn't like that, but twisting the facts was always one of my specialties. My servile, groveling attitude towards Blood Nightmare back then must have left a contemptuous impression on this girl. If I didn't distort the facts like this, how could I control her in the future?

"I...I was just angry...waaah...I...I won't do it again...waaah...Brother John...I'll definitely listen to you obediently..."

That was exactly what I wanted, saving me the trouble of drugging and poisoning her later. I held her, reaching my arms from both sides to the front, supporting her like breasts, and kissed behind her ear. As always, this offensive worked. Xingmei's body began to go limp as her ears were constantly filled with hot breath.

"Mmm..." Xingmei let out a soft moan, her body feeling as if it were melting.

"No...don't do this..." Xingmei groaned indistinctly.

"You just promised to be obedient. If I don't make love to you, I won't be able to use my skills, and I won't be able to protect my little Xingmei in the future. Be good, understand?" I said, as I unbuckled Xingmei's belt. At first, she struggled and refused to comply because of the trauma of almost being raped, but after hearing my words, she fell silent for a moment, and then cooperated with my actions.

"Brother John...Xingmei is willing to give you everything..." Xingmei's fair arms wrapped around my neck, looking very petite and dependent. I gently placed her on the bed, and then gently pulled off her clothes, revealing Xingmei naked in front of me.

"Wow..." When I saw Xingmei's perfect body, I couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Two pink nipples adorned the tips of her snow-white breasts. A dozen or so sparse fine hairs clung to the ground, and her alluring, tender vulva was fully revealed before my eyes.

The sweet scent emanating from Xingmei filled my nostrils, making me feel lightheaded. I placed my hand on her soft breasts.

"Ah… I hate it…" Xingmei moaned, unable to resist the caress. As I massaged her, her breaths grew louder.

"Ah… um… hmm…"

This indicated that Xingmei's arousal was gradually being aroused.

"After several months apart, it seems your body is still sensitive…" I said, continuing to move my hand from her breasts down to her vulva.

"Ah… no…" Although she had agreed, when faced with the actual situation, Xingmei instinctively squeezed her thighs together, trying to protect her most sensitive area. I quickly ran my hand over her increasingly moist petals.

"Ah..."

Xingmei let out a soft cry, a sudden surge of electricity causing her whole body to tremble. Her fair breasts heaved with excitement.

"Hehe...how interesting!"

I said, parting her labia with my right hand, exposing her vulva completely to our gaze.

"So embarrassing...you're so annoying..." Xingmei coquettishly twisted her hips, trying to escape, her blonde hair swaying and releasing a fresh fragrance.

"Wow...this is the first time I've ever seen such a wanton vulva...hahahahaha..." I laughed heartily. "

You're so annoying..." Xingmei said softly, her beauty enhanced.

"Oh...you really see very clearly...now let me open your vulva wider."

I said, extending my other free hand.

"Oh...no...you're so naughty..." Xingmei knew my intentions, her face flushing crimson. Just then, my fingers touched her vulva.

"Ah..."

When her tender flesh was touched by my fingers, a strong electric current made Xingmei scream. At the same time, she twisted her hips, and her golden hair floated in the air.

"Ah...stop...stop for a second..." Although she knew it was useless, Xingmei still couldn't help twisting her hips.

At this moment, I used my index finger and thumb to spread Xingmei's wet petals apart to the left and right, while gradually increasing the angle.

"Hehe...this is the first time my vulva has been observed so carefully..." I said very happily.

"You're so naughty..."

Due to excitement, Xingmei's snow-white skin was covered with fragrant sweat. And at this moment, I suddenly pressed my fingers on Xingmei's clitoris.

"Ah..."

The pleasure from the most sensitive clitoris made Xingmei scream. However, I ignored her and continued to slowly peel back the foreskin covering it with my fingers, exposing the clitoris inside.

"Wow...how obscene...it's all engorged!" I murmured.

"Ah... I hate it..." Xingmei felt intense shame, even her ears turned bright red.

"Really... Look, not only are your nipples erect, but even this little clitoris on your vulva is protruding... It's so obscene..."

I gave Xingmei no way to back down. After admiring her clitoris, I said casually, "Hmm... I can't see very clearly, maybe you should pull your labia open a little more..."

"Ah... No..." Although she knew it was useless, Xingmei still cried out in embarrassment.

Just then, I used my index finger and thumb to forcefully pry Xingmei's labia open to the left and right.

"Ah..." Due to the strong external force, Xingmei's vulva felt a painful, deformed sensation.

"Wow... I can see so clearly..." I widened my eyes, staring lewdly at Xingmei's tender vulva.

Inside were complex pink flesh, accompanied by slippery mucous membranes, exuding a lewd aura. Xingmei watched as I stared intently at her vulva, unintentionally gaining immense satisfaction and pleasure.

“Mmm…” She subconsciously twisted her hips.

“Look! The flesh inside is wriggling… it seems to want brother’s big cock…” I stared intently, like I was looking at a test subject.

“You’re so naughty… you’re the worst…” Xingmei said coquettishly.

“Really? I’m planning to give you a gift…” I grinned lewdly, pulled out my already erect penis from my crotch, and waved it in front of the girl.

“Ah…” Xingmei stared at the thick penis, biting her trembling lower lip from time to time.

“Come on… let’s kiss it first…” I said, putting the penis to her lips.

“No…” As usual, the girl angrily turned her head away, as if she had touched something dirty.

“Xingmei! You’re being disobedient again.” I coaxed her gently while pressing down on the girl’s head, forcing the glans to her lips. Xingmei looked at me with a mixture of resentment and anger, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and finally gently opened her cherry-like mouth and took it in.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Because it was her first time, Xingmei stared blankly at me after my penis entered her mouth, unsure of what to do next.

"Make sure to wet it with your saliva...otherwise it will hurt when you insert it..." I watched the beautiful Xingmei with pleasure, deriving immense pleasure from her awkward expression as she sucked my penis. I gently twisted my penis with one hand while caressing her breasts with the other, but quickly turned my attention downwards.

"Mmm..." Xingmei shyly twisted her buttocks to avoid me, but I still forced my fingers there and touched her erect nipples.

"Mmm...no..."

At this moment, Xingmei's lower body was completely immersed in the paradise of lust.

"Ah...mmm..."

Crystalline sweat quietly slid down the girl's cheeks. At this moment, she was sucking on my thick penis while violently shaking her snowy buttocks. As I suddenly bent my fingers into a hook shape and inserted them into her honey-filled vagina, Xingmei's buttocks couldn't help but spasm.

"How about it? Do you want your cock to go inside your hole?" I said, increasing the speed of my digging.

"Mmm..."

Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Xingmei no longer cared about shame, completely immersed in lust. Hearing me say that, she immediately nodded vigorously.

"Hehe...that's so obscene..." I said, pulling my cock out of her mouth.

"Hoo..."

As the thick penis was pulled out of her mouth, Xingmei sighed deeply. Under the light, the saliva-covered penis gleamed obscenely.

"Then next, let your brother's cock go inside..." I said to Xingmei, touching her pure vulva with the head of my penis.

"Ah..." Xingmei couldn't help but relax her muscles, allowing her thighs to spread even wider. In the girl's heart, the desire for pleasure had long since overcome her shame. And as she spread her thighs to wait, the intense itching in her lower body made her involuntarily twist her buttocks.

I knew this would happen, but I still deliberately wanted to increase the little bitch's itching, gently rubbing my penis back and forth against her vulva.

"Brother John...put it in quickly...please..."

In order to get the vibration stimulation faster, Xingmei actively thrust her round buttocks back and forth, so that my engorged penis and her engorged vulva rubbed against each other from time to time.

"Ah...I can't take it..." Xingmei's limbs began to tremble, and beads of sweat fell from her swaying breasts. At that moment, I suddenly thrust my penis all the way to the bottom.

"Ah..."

Xingmei immediately let out a tender cry of extreme pleasure, and because of her violent twisting of her buttocks, my entire penis was almost sucked into her lewd vulva.

“Oh…I’ve never seen such a horny little hole…” I said, deliberately pulling my entire penis out of Xingmei’s tender hole.

“Ah…no…don’t do this…” Xingmei couldn’t help but scream when she suddenly lost my penis.

“Hehe…I didn’t expect your nature as a princess to be so lewd.” After I finished speaking, I inserted my thick penis back in.

“Oh…so…good…”

Xingmei cried out in ecstasy. I used my penis to thrust in and out of Xingmei’s hole in small movements, forcing her to make different sounds with different friction.

“Hehe…so different methods will produce different sounds…” I summarized my experience as if I were conducting an experiment.

“Please…please, brother…put it all in…” Xingmei pleaded in a hoarse voice.

“Hehe…this is too obscene! In that case, I want you to say that you are the most horny princess in the world, otherwise…”

I said, pulling my penis out violently.

“Ah…no…” Xingmei shouted anxiously, fearing that she would lose my penis. Fortunately, the penis didn't leave her vagina completely; it only rubbed lightly at the entrance.

"Ah...I...I am..."

Under my gaze, Xingmei wanted to shout it out loud, but a strong sense of shame forced her to stop.

"Hurry up...or I'll pull it all the way out..." I threatened her.

"Yes...yes...I'll talk...I'll talk..." Xingmei gasped, glanced at me, took a deep breath, and then shouted, "In front of Brother John, I am the most lustful princess in the world!"

The words she uttered in one breath startled me.

"Who told you to add that first sentence..." I laughed, but without any displeasure, and then the penis was deeply inserted into Xingmei's tender hole, causing her to stretch her neck and arch her back in ecstasy.

"Ah! I'm going to...come..." Xingmei cried out while actively swaying her buttocks back and forth.

"Hehe...not that easy." Unexpectedly, I actually pulled out the penis with a grin.

"Ah...please, brother...let Xingmei come...just a little more..." Xingmei screamed helplessly.

"Hehe...you have to promise me one thing before that..." A sly smile crept across my lips.

"You...you're bullying me...bullying me..."

Xingmei couldn't bear the emptiness in her vagina and burst into tears. At that moment, I deliberately rubbed the thick head of my penis against the wet opening, forcing her to twist her round buttocks desperately, wishing to be penetrated as soon as possible.

"I want you to say it out loud, you want my penis inside you." I said this while sliding my penis along.

"Ah...you're bullying me...I...I already gave in to you, brother..."

"Hurry up! Saying it will bring you to orgasm..." I urged her.

"Ah..." The girl's body was now convulsing uncontrollably.

"As long as you say you want my penis, I'll make you orgasm. Hey...say it..." I said, patting Xingmei's cheek.

The slight pain brought Xingmei back to her senses.

“Just say you want my cock, and I’ll put it in.” I said, increasing the speed at which I simulated the rubbing of my glans against her vulva.

“Ah…okay…I…I’ll say it…” Xingmei cried out wildly, oblivious to everything else.

“Hurry up…” I increased the speed of my rubbing.

“I…I…I want it…” Xingmei gasped heavily, her snow-white buttocks swaying incessantly.

“Hurry up! Say it…” I urged her repeatedly.

“I…I…want…brother…brother…big…cock…”

Xingmei said haltingly, finally managing to finish a sentence.

“Very good!”

I smiled with satisfaction, then forcefully thrust my cock into her tender hole.

“Ah…” Xingmei, having regained her male member, let out a cry of pleasure. I increased the speed of my thrusting, with a frenzied intensity, as if I were cruelly trying to destroy Xingmei’s tender hole.

“Ah…my hole will break…ah…” At this moment, Xingmei suddenly screamed, opening her mouth and arching her back.

"I...I came!" Her buttocks thrust forward violently, and she let out a hoarse cry.

"Oh...you came?"

I watched intently as the girl's snow-white naked body writhed in ecstasy. Before she could recover, I pushed her down onto the bed, her body prone, her smooth buttocks raised high.

"Brother...brother...what are you doing?"

After her climax, Xingmei trembled, breathless.

"Me? I want to ejaculate inside your ass...!" I said softly, but suddenly lifted my penis and thrust it into Xingmei's little anus.

"Ah...it hurts!" Xingmei screamed in panic as her buttocks were suddenly attacked.

"Hehe...you're the one who said you wanted my penis..." I said, while my hands roamed over her breasts, and my mouth occasionally came to kiss her cherry lips, giving her no chance to resist, and my hips slowly thrust in and out. The girl's tender anus, being deflowered for the first time, was indeed a great challenge in terms of tightness.

"Ah...ah..." Xingmei had already lost consciousness, only able to breathe softly. Encouraged by this, I thrust even harder, alternating between the two openings. Unconsciously, the girl's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Mmm...so big...ah..."

Xingmei's moans were gentle and lingering, further arousing my masculine desire. My large hands kept rubbing the sensitive areas on the girl's body.

This special sensation gave the girl's body an unprecedented stimulation. She couldn't help but hug my body tightly, and with each thrust, she squeezed and kneaded, her long nails leaving streaks of blood on my body.

"It's so amazing..."

As I enjoyed myself, my hands caressed Xingmei's body, especially her small, adorable breasts, which I kneaded wildly. With each violent thrust, Xingmei's moans grew louder, her buttocks twitching incessantly. The unique scent of her flesh, mingled with sweat and perfume, stimulated my long-dormant lust. Driven

by a desire to completely conquer her, I plunged my penis deep into her delicate anus. She clenched her teeth, even drawing a trickle of blood from her thin lips.

"Hehe...you want to cry, don't you..." I watched Xingmei's pained expression, one hand pressing against her delicate breasts, kneading them vigorously, while my hips thrust forcefully forward, the frenzy like a raging storm, unstoppable.

"Ah...oh..."

Xingmei was sweating even more from my actions, her hands clenched into fists, her head swaying from side to side, and her sharp nails digging into my back muscles, leaving several long nail marks.

"Oh...um...ah ah..."

Xingmei screamed loudly as I penetrated her deeply, and I began to rise and fall with her moans, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

"Ugh...so tight...so good..."

"Ah...stop...my ass will break..."

With each wave of heat, I thrust faster and faster, Xingmei's fair hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly, moaning continuously, and waves of intense heat emanating from deep within her womb.

The snow-white sheets were soaked with liquid, some sweat, some vaginal fluid, making the entire bed wet.

"Oh...ahhh!"

"So good...I'm going to pound..." With Xingmei's moans, my movements became faster and faster, thrusting hard into the deepest part of her anus.

"Mmm...mmm...ouch..." Xingmei moaned continuously, an unprecedented pleasure surging through me. At this moment, I suddenly turned her around, then lifted her slender legs and hoisted them onto my shoulders, allowing my thick penis to penetrate even deeper. The powerful thrusts felt as if they were about to pierce her rectum.

"Ah...ah...faster...I'm coming..."

In that instant, I shouted, then pulled my penis out and placed it on her labia, spitting out a stream of white fluid.

"Ah...ah...that's so great...whoosh..." With the release of this fluid, I let out a cry of pleasure.

"Hmph...hmph..." Xingmei rolled her eyes back, her lips constantly uttering unconscious moans.

Finally, we embraced each other, our breaths coming in gasps after our orgasms.

Chapter Four: The Evil Lotus of the Demoness

Having risen to national herohood after the Battle of Ahurama, I was naturally not to be left idle and remain in this border region. Two days later, I received an order from the military to return to the capital and participate in the celebration ceremony.

Along the way, I studied the various secret manuals I obtained from Blood Nightmare, comparing them with the books of erotic magic, which greatly increased my knowledge. I immediately put what I learned into practice, completely subduing Little Star Rose, who no longer showed the slightest disobedience.

While concocting medicine, I had a sudden inspiration: I took Blood Nightmare's head and imprinted it on the Azure Blood Veil. Perhaps from a certain perspective, he could be considered a virgin, or perhaps the superb sorcery of the dead demon made up for everything. The Azure Blood Veil emitted a faint green light, and the world suddenly turned cold. After I cut and worshipped it, the Blood Nightmare Grand Mage's secret weapon, the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, was successfully completed in my hands.

Before I even figured out how to use it, I kept this super-powerful magical artifact hidden from everyone else.

At the grand celebration in the capital, I was knighted and granted the title of baron, and my military rank was promoted again—not to centurion of the infantry, but to commander of a thousand cavalry!

My exploits were publicized. Of course, not the embarrassing story of Blood Nightmare being gang-raped to death by Blood Slaves, but my prepared report: how I fought bravely against Blood Nightmare, lured him into a false sense of security, and then, in his moment of triumph, assassinated him and severed his head. Anyway, no one accused me; could Blood Nightmare's head really speak?

The court scribe ordered me to wear military uniform, carrying Blood Nightmare's head, for the painter to create a portrait. He also asked me about my experience in the battle. I said: "I wish to share this glory with the ancestors of the Farrell family, so as not to tarnish the prestige of my father, the general." This statement drew thunderous applause from the crowd.

Damn it, actually, I most wanted the Blood Nightmare Archmage, who had lost both his wife and his army, to share this glory. That deadbeat's expression must have been priceless.

Like father, like son; a tiger cub from a military family; a student surpassing his master… I waved to the accolades bestowed upon me, but my mind was already wandering to the brothels and entertainment districts of the capital. Now that I've completely won over Xiao Xingmei, when else should I spend her money?

Our cavalry has four major groups. If I were assigned to the western border to see my perverted father, I'd rather retire immediately. Ideally, I'd stay in the capital; perhaps I'd even have a chance to get close to the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guard, that damned, effeminate Princess Linglan.

Xingmei's sneaking out of the palace caused a huge uproar. I don't know how she handled it, but she and her father were involved in some slander, leading to my promotion.

When I heard that my position as commander of a thousand cavalry was no ordinary one, but rather that five thousand cavalrymen had been assigned to my command, forming a small division, I was speechless with astonishment. I never imagined that besides Xingmei, other forces were at work.

So, when I went to the military headquarters to collect my seal, I unexpectedly received an order. The military intended to give this young hero a chance to fully demonstrate his abilities, so they immediately assigned me a task. Their skill in exploiting manpower is truly remarkable.

The thin sheet of paper felt incredibly heavy; my jaw nearly dropped.

"What?! You want me to attack Martinres Fortress?"

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Beyond the mountains to the north of our country lies the territory of the elven superpower, Solancia. We have little to do with those pointy-eared monsters, especially since three hundred years ago, on the night they declared their nation's founding, they suddenly attacked and seized our painstakingly built fortress, Martinres!

That fortress was built at great expense to guard the gap in the northern mountains; who knew it would now become a barrier for those pointy-eared monsters? Their superior position left our northern gateway wide open, and we suffered considerable losses in every war with Solancia. It wasn't until several years ago, when the King married Princess Leng Yueying to the President of the Golden Flower Federation to the north of Solancia, forging an alliance, that the two nations joined forces and finally stopped the pointed-eared monsters from invading.

Even so, for three hundred years, our military has been plotting to reclaim Martinres, launching hundreds, if not thousands, of operations. However, not a single one has been officially recorded as successful, only providing those pointed-eared monsters with fodder for ridicule.

My eccentric father also participated in over a dozen Martinres campaigns, but once his rank was high enough to lead a war, he went to guard the western border to avoid tarnishing his reputation as an invincible general with this hot potato.

And now, the task of conquering Martinres has fallen to me. The city's garrison, while not three hundred thousand, is at least two hundred thousand. The city walls are formidable and sturdy; after falling into the hands of those pointy-eared monsters, they specifically hired a group of dwarven craftsmen to extensively fortify them. Even a million-strong army wouldn't be able to take it in a short time. My mere five thousand cavalrymen going to attack the city would only be a death sentence for them; I can't think of any other use.

"Great hero Ahurama, how could such a small matter be difficult for you? Do a good job!"

Easy for him to say, but he'll just go attack the city, and I'll stay in the military headquarters and send you to your death. No wonder my twisted father always said: Humanity's enemy is humanity itself.

Bad news keeps piling up. Of the five thousand cavalrymen under my command, only one thousand can currently be sent from the capital; the remaining four thousand will be absorbed by local garrisons along the way. The military headquarters has allocated me five chests of gold for purchasing equipment. The so-called local garrison wasn't a proper force; it was just a self-organized militia group of local militia. They could catch petty thieves, but in war? I bet half of them would have fled before the fighting even started.

It seems this problem is really serious; the military has no intention of letting me come back alive. I really don't understand. Was the rumored layoff plan from a while ago true? Or has my crazy dad really offended too many people?

Sighing, I prepare to leave. Victory is out of the question! I'll just give a perfunctory response, ready to slip away at any moment, just to save my life. Anyway, I've fought, that's enough. At most, I'll retire immediately upon my return. I'll ask Xiaoxingmei to plead for me; there shouldn't be too much trouble afterward.

In the afternoon, during my intimate moments with Xingmei, I, as usual, activated the pink protective barrier and absorbed her youthful yin essence during intercourse. I brought the little girl to orgasm twice. Seeing her soft moans and exhausted, sweat-drenched appearance, I suddenly felt a pang of pity and wanted to pull out. But the little girl proactively wrapped her legs around my waist, twisted her hips, and swallowed my penis back in, weakly asking me to absorb a little more, wishing me a safe journey.

Damn it, it turns out that from beginning to end, the little girl knew I was absorbing yin to replenish yang, but she never said anything, especially letting herself go and allowing me to absorb her essence. I was touched, but the thought of being treated like a fool still made me feel humiliated.

"Be careful on the journey. I can't go with you. Take care of yourself!"

When I led the team to depart, the little girl, dressed in military uniform, secretly came to the city gate to see me off, her eyes red from crying. After comforting me for a few moments, she even gave me her hidden sword.

The two parted with deep affection at the city gate.

These past few days, I've been focusing intently on studying the Blood Nightmare's secret manuals. Besides understanding many of the true essences of black magic, I've also learned how to manipulate the Myriad Soul Banner. I must say, in the study of black magic, that guy was truly a remarkable necromancer.

Manipulating the undead requires considerable effort to maintain and prevent backlash from the spirits. A novice necromancer struggles to manipulate even a single spirit, while a skilled necromancer who can manipulate hundreds at once is enough to boast of their power. As for manipulating thousands, that's an extremely rare feat.

This Myriad Soul Banner, however, is a secret technique from multiple sects used by the Blood Nightmare, including several I'd never heard of before. It utilizes layers of small barriers to reduce the backlash to an incredibly low level. This achievement alone is enough to make the Blood Nightmare Archmage immortal.

Such a great mage died so absurdly. If it's not due to retribution, then one can only say: he was truly unlucky!

After repeated research, I finally confirmed that even a third-rate sorcerer like myself, who has accomplished nothing, can control the Myriad Soul Banner. However, I still can't figure out how to use it. Summoning ten thousand ghostly spirits to appear, with howling winds and a scene of utter desolation—would that be entertaining? Besides, if anyone sees me using this heinous and insidious artifact, even if the Holy See doesn't expel me, my perverted father will definitely kill me.

I've also experimented with the Blood Nightmare Manual on Little Star Rose.

Speaking of this girl, it's truly a pity. After so many days of training, the little princess has not only become completely open in bed but has also become addicted to the perverse pleasure of anal sex. And her tender anus, soft and tight, with top-notch sensitivity, is truly a rare gem. It's hard to part with her now.

But lamenting is useless; the tedious march must continue. A few days later, I realized something was amiss. While it was expected that no able-bodied men in the area would volunteer when I announced the recruitment of troops for the war, the unanimous refusal was also suspicious, making me suspect I'd fallen into someone

's trap. If this was all a scheme, then weren't the five large chests of gold I was carrying bait, a trap designed to lure me into death?

Unfortunately, this thought proved correct. The news that I was carrying five chests of gold with only a ragtag group of thieves attracted the attention of all the bandits in the country.

The ordinary ones were manageable, but some top-tier bandit groups, who also operated as mercenaries, were as powerful as regular armies, far beyond the capabilities of my bunch of good-for-nothings. I ordered everyone to be on high alert and changed our route to a more secluded mountain path, but my unease remained.

Time passed quickly, and my troops were now marching through the Norris Valley. Once out of this narrow valley, it would only be three days' journey to the Martinres Fortress. In other words, in three days, I could turn back home. Although it wasn't exactly honorable, I only had one life, and I wanted to enjoy the pleasures of the world; why waste it in a godforsaken place like the Martinres Fortress?

Just as I was on horseback, racking my brains for a safe and swift escape, a whistling arrow swept across the sky. With that sharp cry, thousands of human-headed, horse-bodied monsters surged out from both sides of the valley, each wielding hammers, bows, and other weapons. Upon closer inspection, these weapons weren't held in the hands, but rather attached directly to the arms.

It's common knowledge that thieves exist on national borders. My country and Solancia have always considered them a natural barrier against each other, so we haven't prohibited them, allowing them to roam the mountains and forests.

Centaurs are a type of orc living on the borders of the land. They possess average intelligence but are incredibly strong and powerful, making them a formidable military force. However, this race is usually rare, and I have no idea why such a large number of them have suddenly appeared. Moreover, their appearance is quite different from any centaurs I've ever heard of.

These centaur monsters don't outnumber my troops, and their equipment is far inferior. So what are they planning? Never mind, if I annihilate them all and claim their heads as a reward, even if I can't capture Martinres Fortress, at least I won't have accomplished nothing!

Thinking this, my men quickly spread out into battle formation, preparing to face the enemy's first attack. But the centaurs simply stood on the mountainsides, not launching an attack, as if waiting for something.

Just then, "Whoosh whoosh!" A figure flapped its wings and landed from the sky, standing on a large rock on the left. All the centaurs immediately looked up at this person.

It was a woman, and a very alluring and mature one at that.

Short purple hair, purple eyes, scarlet lips, and a pair of black bat-like wings extending from her back, clearly indicating her vampire lineage. Her skin was snow-white, mostly exposed to the sunlight, her seductive curves exaggerated and brimming with alluring power. A glossy black leather bra could barely contain her overly full breasts, and the black thong she wore was so tight that her mons pubis bulged outwards.

Combined with the black leather high-cut boots on her long, slender legs, she exuded a wickedly seductive power, radiating an aura of queenly authority.

"My God!!!" my subordinates and I exclaimed in unison.

I was, of course, awestruck by the woman's alluring charm that made my penis throb. What were my men shouting? Did they also appreciate such a woman? I turned to look at my men; most of them were seasoned veterans, experienced and perhaps knew something. But instead, I saw fear in their eyes.

"Blood Lotus! It's the Blood Lotus, the Queen of Sedatives!" they cried.

The Queen of Sedatives! What did that mean? I was about to ask when I saw the woman standing on the rock spread her left wing and wave it. Just as I was wondering what this meant, the ground beneath my troops suddenly collapsed, and almost half of them fell into the pre-dug trap.

If the cavalry fell into the pit, the consequences would be even worse than for the infantry. I was busy getting off my horse when I suddenly heard a chant.

"The six-pointed star and five-radiant light, the extreme of heaven and earth, my blood is among ten thousand demons, the ultimate demon, the union of blood pacts, unfurling the barrier of darkness, obscuring the brilliance of heaven and earth. Dark castration!"

Suddenly, everything went black, and a vast amount of black mist rapidly spread around us. Wherever it reached, those who hadn't yet fallen into the pit, or had just climbed out, fell from their horses and fainted. I, already in the pit, was naturally not spared.

"It's Soul-Stealing Mist! We've been ambushed."

That was my last thought before I fainted. I could still faintly hear the unpleasant hissing cheers of the centaurs and a woman's silvery, seductive laughter.

When I awoke again, I felt extreme discomfort. Opening my eyes, I found everything upside down; I realized I was hanging upside down from a roof beam. Fortunately, my subordinates were also hanging upside down like me, and we talked like this, suspended in mid-air.

"Where is this place?"

"It's...it's...the Sperm-Sucking Queen..."

"Who is the Sperm-Sucking Queen?"

"I don't know...I'm going to die...I don't want to die...Mom..."

This coward started crying after only a few words, calling out his mother's name. I really don't know how your mother raised you. Fine, let's talk to someone else.

I talked to someone else, but the result was the same. I then realized that everyone hanging in this room was terrified of this Sperm-Sucking Queen.

"Damn it, she's just a woman, what's there to be afraid of!"

Before I could finish speaking, the door was pushed open with a "bang," and two centaurs walked in, threw something they were carrying on the ground, and then grabbed one of the brothers hanging in front of me. I saw from the window that they dragged the crying soldier into a large house not far away.

I looked down again to see what the two centaurs had just thrown in, and what I saw made my whole body shudder.

God! It was a charred, yellowish-brown mummy, just skin and bones. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a cavalryman I'd brought from the capital. How could he have died so gruesomely in such a short time?

The Queen of Sperm Absorption? Sperm Absorption? I suddenly understood the meaning of the name "Queen of Sperm Absorption."

A queen who could drain a man's essence, turning him into a dried-up corpse, truly terrified all men. In that instant, I remembered a rumor I'd heard from a senior soldier: one of the most formidable thieves in our country was a vampire, nicknamed "Blood Lotus," a female thief known as Evil Lotus. She was elusive and led a powerful and valiant force, a nightmare for local armies. But what was most terrifying was her habit of torturing and killing men; those she abducted were always found as dried-up corpses.

Fortunately, I carried the Ten Thousand Souls Banner with me. I'll let this vampire queen taste the power of my lewd treasure. I'll make her my sex slave for life... Hehehe... Hehehehe...

I sneered as I looked up at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which I treasured in my chest pouch. The sight was devastating; my body felt as if it had been plunged into ice water.

All my clothes, along with the precious Ten Thousand Souls Banner, had been removed while I was unconscious. I was hanging upside down, completely naked. This was it. I was destined to become a hideous dried-up corpse. I didn't want to die!

"...Mom... I don't want to die... Mom..." I cried out, louder than anyone else!

But my fate was no longer in my own hands. On the afternoon of the third day, several centaurs, ignoring my screams, dragged me into the vampire queen's secret chamber—the place where I saw one of my brothers go in alive every day, only to be thrown out as a dried-up corpse like trash at dawn.

The vampire queen was already waiting in the room. She was still wearing that black leather three-piece outfit. Looking at her up close, I realized she wasn't young anymore; if not a mother, she was at least an auntie. But time hadn't diminished her beauty; instead, it had added a charm only mature women could possess.

I also noticed her left hand was slender and graceful, while her right hand was inexplicably wearing a black glove.

She ordered the centaur to place me on an iron bed, binding my hands and feet tightly, making me look ridiculously spread-eagled. After the centaur left, Xie Lian walked up to me with a coquettish laugh.

"I heard you're the leader of this cavalry?"

"Yes… ah… I'm not…" I started to answer yes, but fearing she might torture me in some special way, I quickly denied it.

Seeing my panicked state, Xie Lian couldn't help but giggle, her enormous breasts encased in leather bra cups jiggling up and down, making one imagine the alluring sight of them unhooked.

Damn, so sexy! This ripe, alluring woman was incredibly seductive, making me itch with desire. Staring at her enormous breasts, I swallowed hard several times. She sensed my intention, her eyes burning with desire.

"Want it? You stinky man, you can't resist my breasts, can you? Heh heh!"

She played with my jaw with her slender fingers, while her gloved right hand reached around her hips and pulled down her thong. Then, she suddenly leaped up, straddling my face, her plump thighs pressing firmly against it.

"I'll give you... what you want."

Her hairy garden pressed tightly against my face, I could clearly feel the suppleness of her thick lips. A fragrance emanating from her genitals filled my nostrils, a rare, fermented cheese-like scent—a fragrance possessed only by the most sensual women. I couldn't help but inhale deeply.

"Oh my, oh my, it seems you really like my scent." Xie Lian laughed happily.

"Then smell it all you want."

She spread her legs wider, her beautiful legs forming a triangle, the apex of which was right in front of my face.

My nose, tilted upwards, was pressed down by thick pubic hair, and my ears were pinched between the warm skin of her thighs.

"Oh..." That moist patch pressed against my nose, the strong, fishy smell reaching my brain. Thick, curly, pale purple pubic hair swept over my eyes, and with a tug of her thigh, my eyes were covered by the long hair.

"Lick it!" She loosened her thighs slightly, letting me breathe some fresh air as I was almost suffocating, and then said.

Circumstances forced me to submit, so I had no choice but to obediently stick out my tongue and lick her. She twisted her waist, letting the most sensitive part of her genitals touch my tongue, her labia rubbing against my nose, burying my nose completely in her cleft. The action was incredibly lewd, and seeing this slut's wantonness, I suddenly thought of a way to save myself. Only by giving her unforgettable sexual pleasure from me could I perhaps escape this predicament.

With that thought, I immediately focused my attention, using my tongue to serve her fully blooming nectar.

Actually, compared to other aspects, my tongue skills were really lacking. After all, I had only ever hung out in brothels before, where the one who paid was the boss. Did I have to lick a prostitute's genitals?

Fortunately, that book of erotic magic did have a chapter specifically on how to perform oral sex. Following the instructions, my tongue licked and sucked, skillfully sweeping across her labia, teasing her clitoris, and occasionally curling up into a pillar, gently probing into her warm, wet vulva.

Her techniques were ever-changing; her eyes were half-closed, and she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself. Drops of her own juices seeped from her vulva, quickly turning into a torrent that slicked my face. This vixen was indeed a natural beauty; the musky scent of her juices ignited my lust, making my penis hard and eager to find a hole to fuck.

"Little darling, your tongue is quite something… mmm! I really can't bear to!"

she murmured, her voice soft and seductive, yet her alluring face suddenly took on a chilling murderous hue, making her appear somewhat ferocious, sending shivers down my spine.

Did this vixen call every man she killed before she did the same? Could it be that I, the dignified Baron John Farrell, the heroic knight, the son of a general, the future prince consort… would die at the hands of this vixen?

My fearful suspicions instantly became reality. This vixen! She actually took a sharp little knife and started slashing at my chest, leaving shallow cuts at first, but her grip tightened, and a few times she even cut through the flesh, deep enough to see the bone.

Watching my blood gushing out, I screamed in agony, nearly fainting from fright. The witch seemed to have become addicted to cutting, the knife moving faster and faster. Suddenly, she threw her head back and hissed wildly, then bent down and began to greedily suck my blood from the wounds. Good

heavens! Encountering such a witch was a terrible thing, but the only thing worse than encountering a witch was that this witch was a vampire!

Vampires were a terrifying race throughout the entire continent of Alibuda, naturally because their practice of sustaining life by drinking blood was horrifying. If it weren't for their tribal rules stipulating that while vampires could drink blood, they were forbidden to kill, and if they didn't possess some special skills, the vampire race would probably have long been the common enemy of the entire continent.

However, judging from what those people did, this witch clearly hadn't followed the clan rules.

After drinking blood, Xie Lian's emotions were soaring that she couldn't control herself. Her eyes were filled with irrational light, and her originally beautiful face was twisted by madness. Her blood-red lips parted, revealing two white fangs, thirsting for blood and lust!

"Little baby, don't be afraid of the pain. The deeper the cut, the more blood you bleed, the faster you'll grow... Hehe! Mommy feels indescribably happy when she sees your blood!"

She laughed wildly, even humming a little tune excitedly. Like cooking, she used the tip of a knife to carve flowers across my lower abdomen. Soon, the wound on my lower abdomen vaguely resembled a flower, but it was covered by blood and couldn't be clearly seen.

"So much blood, baby, does it hurt a lot? It's okay, let Mommy help you recover..." She suddenly raised her right hand, her claws slashing her left wrist, blood splattering out. Then she rubbed her left wrist against the wounds on my chest and abdomen, mixing our blood together.

A madwoman! This witch is definitely a madwoman!

Just from the crazed light in her eyes, I could tell this witch was absolutely not mentally sound. And yet, I'm now in her hands, becoming this madwoman's number one victim. But strangely enough, as Xie Lian's blood flowed into my body, I, who was initially dizzy from bleeding, suddenly felt a burning desire, as if I had taken the strongest aphrodisiac. My penis stood erect, thick and hard.

"Are you surprised? Let me tell you, no man can resist my charm, not even you."

The Evil Lotus laughed wildly, removing the black cloth that had been binding her right arm. Unlike her slender left hand, it was a beast-like claw, covered in black scales, with bulging veins, sharp enough to tear apart even the finest steel. The Evil

Lotus then made a terrifying move. She tore a small piece of iron from the iron platform, picked up a shard of clothing from the ground, and crumpled it with her devilish right hand. When she unfolded it, a metallic sheen was visible within the clothing; the two different materials had fused together.

"This time it's just cloth. If I embed iron into your wound, guess what the consequences will be?"

Hearing this, my initial doubts instantly turned into utter terror.

The Blood Nightmare Chronicles mention a school of black magic that represents the pinnacle of bio-magic, suspected to be directly inherited from the demon realm. This school uses secret techniques to perform incredible modifications and combinations on living beings, such as fusing metal into the human body to increase its hardness, attaching animal limbs to human bodies, and creating monsters that exist only in legends. The centaur archers I saw earlier were, in retrospect, masterpieces of this technique.

"No man I, Blood Lotus, want to rape has ever escaped. Your clumsy attempts to delay are just asking for trouble!"

A satisfied smile appeared on her face as she grabbed my penis with her left hand and rubbed it up and down several times.

Instantly, the umbrella-shaped, purplish-red glans was fully exposed, even the oval coronal sulcus was clearly visible. Then she took a candle from under the iron platform, lit it, and moved it to my pubic hair, waving it around. A drop of fiery red wax fell instantly.

"Ah..." My genitals were burned, and my whole body convulsed violently.

"Hehe... Feels good, doesn't it?"

she asked with a lewd laugh. She deliberately ignored my erect penis and went to my scrotum, where my two drooping testicles lay quietly, their skin wrinkled. Her gaze lingered there, then she tilted the candle in her hand slightly.

"Ugh... Ah..."

As the candle ravaged my scrotum, one of my sensitive spots, I couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"Hehe... Useless!" the wicked woman said, letting drops of fiery red wax fall onto my scrotum.

"Ugh... It hurts... Ah..."

I wailed miserably. This vixen was indeed a master at manipulating the body. Despite my unwillingness, the stimulation caused my testicles to violently contract upwards, and more fluid seeped from the urethral opening at the tip of my glans.

"What? Looking forward to it?"

she looked at me with lewd eyes, her snow-white hand ruthlessly twisting the tilted candle, causing fiery red wax to drip down.

"Ah..." I let out a scream that echoed like a pig being slaughtered.

Compared to the pubic area and scrotum, the tip of my glans penis is covered with nerve endings, making it arguably the most sensitive part! The intense stinging pain emanating from the glans penis forced every cell in my body to tense up. In this state, I was plunged into an almost suffocating agony.

"Hehe...isn't it great?"

The candle dripped hot wax incessantly, splashing it all over my body. Before long, my body was completely covered in red wax. Due to the intense pain, my face was severely contorted, my eyes rolled back, and even my fingertips were trembling.

"Hehe...you're really useless, you can't even handle this?"

She showed me no pity, continuing her merciless humiliation. She let out maniacal shrieks, and I didn't even have the strength to curse her; my whole body was weak and sore, except for my still-erect penis.

"How is it? Comfortable, isn't it..." she asked smugly, reaching out to unhook her bra. Her magnificent breasts sprang out, and my gaze immediately fell on their tips.

Due to arousal, her areolas were swollen, a fiery red, protruding from the tops of her snow-white peaks. She gently stroked her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples, and murmured dreamily, "Some say these are two blood lotuses, don't you think?"

Before I could answer, her eyes suddenly flashed with cold light: "So you can die knowing your true name, I'll tell you my name: Evil Lotus!" With that, she moved her body, taking my now engorged penis inside her.

(You crazy old hag...)

My whole body ached, yet waves of pleasurable sensations surged through my penis. Only this one sentence echoed repeatedly in my mind.

Chapter Five: The Demonic Spirit of Ten Thousand Souls

This vampire's vulva was indeed extraordinary. The moment she sat down, my penis felt like it was inserted into a loose sack; I could barely feel the fleshy walls.

But as soon as Xie Lian exhaled, the vaginal muscles inside seemed to come alive, tightly enveloping my penis, even more tightly than an unbroken virgin. The vaginal muscles convulsed, my penis squeezed shut inside. I had never encountered a woman who could control her own vaginal flesh so well. If she wanted to, she could have easily snapped my penis in two with her vulva. But she didn't. The warm fleshy walls, like the tentacles of a lewd beast, writhed eerily, squeezing every last drop of fluid from my penis.

Later I learned that when this witch hadn't captured any new prisoners, she had sex with those centaur-like monsters, using their large penises to satisfy herself, thus developing this secret technique of freely contracting and relaxing her vaginal muscles. With

attacks from both ends, I couldn't withstand the stimulation any longer, and in no time, I screamed and ejaculated all my semen into her cunt, which was quickly sucked clean. The feeling was better than being a god. If I weren't in such a painful environment, but in a brothel, I would definitely book this bitch every day, ignoring all other beauties.

After repeated torture, my strength was almost completely depleted. Upon ejaculating, my whole body was weak and sore, I felt like I was dying, and my penis could no longer get erect. I thought the nightmare was over, but then this witch sat on my face again, forcing me to drink the mixture of my and her semen flowing from her cunt. For some reason, I immediately became burning with lust, my penis became erect again, and she sat down on me again.

This happened four times. I was already seeing stars and my legs were weak from ejaculating so much, but the vixen showed no sign of stopping, continuing to thrust on top of me. If this continued, the only outcome for an ordinary person would be like those dried-up corpses I had seen before that emerged from this room—all the essence of their flesh and blood would be drained, leaving them a grotesque, withered corpse.

In a moment of inspiration, I suddenly remembered the chapters related to barriers in my book of erotic magic. Although it was said that a woman's body was needed to cast the spell, our bodies were now pressed together, providing the perfect opportunity to secretly cast a spell.

"O spirits of lust flying in the sky, convey my wishes through the air, open the evil barrier, accelerate the flow of desire. Badas Vidafie,"

I chanted the incantation in an almost dreamlike tone. Fortunately, this vixen, perhaps due to her habit of absorbing too much human essence, was a bit dim-witted. She kept the room dimly lit, with pink lights, so when the pink barrier quietly formed in the air, she didn't notice at all.

Exhausted, I suddenly became incredibly powerful, my energetic penis, with an unprecedentedly vigorous posture, rampaging through the vixen's lustful orifice, unstoppable.

The vixen was greatly surprised, clearly having never encountered anyone like me before. It wasn't that I was inexhaustible, but rather that after a massive ejaculation, I immediately acted as if nothing had happened, resuming our passionate revelry.

Incredibly, with the help of the lustful barrier, no matter how much the vixen twisted her waist to stimulate ejaculation, I managed to hold out until dawn, breaking this vixen's record and becoming the only one among her many bed partners who hadn't been drained dry by her by daybreak.

At dawn, seeing that she still couldn't drain me dry, Xie Lian clicked her tongue in amazement, abandoned her long sexual encounter with me, and left the house to do her business, only to return and continue as night fell.

This went on for four days. Almost every morning I would faint, and at night I would be tortured and raped by this female demon, each time surviving only thanks to the lust barrier. Naturally, the demoness wouldn't give me anything to nourish me; my only food was thin rice porridge. She'd replace me with another as I died, and once they were all dead, she wouldn't be afraid.

The principle of the lust barrier was somewhat similar to overdrawing future energy, but even knowing it was like drinking poison to quench thirst, I couldn't care less for the time being. However, later I secretly began to absorb the demoness's true energy back, preventing my body from collapsing too much.

In a way, I should thank God for these four days of hellish trials. Without them, I, as a young master, certainly wouldn't have survived the four months of imprisonment in Solancia.

Over these four days, Xie Lian herself had also changed. On one hand, she was surprised that I could last so long; on the other hand, the lustful barrier had also greatly increased her sensitivity, so that during intercourse, it was no longer a one-sided affair entirely under her control. More and more often, I could clearly feel her experiencing long-lost pleasure with my thrusts.

Perhaps because of this, her attitude towards me seemed gentler these past few nights. She still cruelly tormented me, and she still sucked my blood every time, but the wounds were smaller and less unbearable—this was probably a rare occurrence for that vixen in recent years.

At times, she would smile at me or make other intimate gestures. On the fourth night, she even performed oral sex on me, something she had never done before. However, knowing she was a vampire, I was quite uneasy while she was playing, fearing that she might suddenly bite off my only life-saving weapon with her long fangs. In fact, she did bite me once, but only lightly, and then, amidst my screams, she let out a melodious, bell-like laugh. It seemed she had seen through my worries and was just joking with me.

This change made me slightly more at ease, and I decided to strike while the iron was hot, using my sexual skills to conquer this beautiful but venomous woman and get her to release me from this hellish place.

But since I was tied to this iron bed, I have never been untied. It seems she only sees me as a rare pet, and I will either be abandoned and killed or die of old age on this iron bed.

However, this seemingly endless hell changed on the fourth night.

That night, Xie Lian and I spent another blissful night together. Unlike the previous days, Xie Lian was unusually excited, resulting in my body being covered in wounds.

After a long and bloody lovemaking session, Xie Lian, for the first time ever, didn't leave immediately. Instead, she lay on top of me, stroking my body with her slender left hand. Her long, strong fingers crawled and scratched my skin, making me feel extremely comfortable.

It seemed that this vixen had finally been conquered by me. I was just thinking about how to say a few kind words to see if I could get her to let me go when I looked down and found that Xie Lian's cold, beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent. My heart suddenly tightened.

(No! This crazy woman can't possibly listen to me so easily... This is bad! The crazy woman has decided to kill me!)

I immediately realized that this wicked woman, whose heart is full of resentment, would never show a weak side to anyone. In the past few days of intercourse, she showed signs of fatigue in front of me, which made her originally tense body and mind relax. She was alert to this danger, so she decided to kill me. That must be it.

"You little brat are quite something. Killing you would be a bit of a waste... But you can only blame your bad luck!" Xie Lian opened her cherry lips, her two sharp canines gleaming white, slowly approaching my throat, preparing to bite through it and suck my blood dry.

In that critical moment, I suddenly had an idea. Although I didn't know if it would work, at this point, I had no choice but to try anything.

"Wait!" I stopped her. She stopped, looking at me with a cold smile. "What, you still want to beg for mercy? Don't even think about it. I'm not going to let you go."

"Sigh!" I deliberately let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with sorrow. When she looked suspicious, I continued, "I know I can't escape death today. I'd be willing to die at the hands of a beauty like you. But I hope that before I die, you can find my baggage and give me the little umbrella inside. I hope that when I die, I can hold this umbrella and die peacefully." I tried

my best to make these words sound like a genuine expression of emotion, and my face showed a hazy look of reminiscing about the past. After I finished speaking, I sighed again and murmured two lines of poetry.

"Can this love be recalled in retrospect? But at the time, it was all in vain."

I deliberately lowered my voice, but Xie Lian was pressed against me. How could she not hear me? Although Xie Lian was wicked, she was still a woman, and I happen to understand women very well—they're naturally inclined to daydream.

Sure enough, after staring at me for a while, Xie Lian sneered.

"I didn't expect such a spineless coward like you to be such a romantic! Fine! Considering how comfortable you've made me these past few days, I'll grant your wish."

With that, she walked out naked, returning a moment later with my travel bag in her hand. Opening it in front of me, this vixen casually rummaged through its contents. The first thing that caught her eye was Xing Mei's divine sword.

"This long-lost red sword, Hyakkimaru, is one of the five great divine weapons of the earth. You actually managed to get your hands on it; impressive!"

Who knew the hidden sword the little girl gave me had such a reputation? However, my swordsmanship is too poor; even with the divine sword, I'm definitely no match for this vixen. I'd better get that little umbrella to me quickly. Because the fabric covering that umbrella was the blood-red gauze curtain I had cut out—this umbrella was actually the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

Xie Lian then rummaged through my baggage, finding various items besides gold and silver coins, along with some inexplicable aphrodisiacs. I had already destroyed the Blood Nightmare Manual after memorizing it, I didn't have my book of erotic magic with me, and the new erotic gu hadn't been refined yet. Finally, she pulled out something the size of a palm, shaped like a small umbrella—the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

She held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in her hand, examining it for a while, then opened it, making my heart leap into my throat. Fortunately, she wasn't skilled in black magic, so she didn't discover the powerful energy within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. After looking at it for a while without finding any flaws, she untied one of my hands and placed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in my hand.

Holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in my hand, I was overjoyed. This vixen, do you know you've made a fatal mistake! I opened the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"My blood is black and yellow, my life is vast and blue; my soul is dark and indigo, my spirit is eternal and mysterious. I command all demons and monsters to serve me..." As I chanted, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner emitted a ghastly green light, and a chilling aura suddenly enveloped the surroundings. The pink lamplight abruptly turned emerald green, and the ten thousand souls within the banner began to stir...

However, it was a pity that the incantation was chanted too slowly, a constant source of anxieties for magicians. I was about to activate the Ten Thousand Souls Banner with the last two lines when Xie Lian snatched it away.

"Hmph! I knew there was something wrong with this thing, you..." Xie Lian could only say so much, because the ten thousand vengeful souls within the banner had already activated in her hands. When I crafted the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I dripped my own blood as a mark, preventing it from accepting anyone else as its master. Now, under the influence of the incantation, suddenly released from my control, without the suppression of the incantation and my blood, the ten thousand souls within the banner immediately launched a backlash.

I stared wide-eyed in shock at the Myriad Souls Banner, meticulously crafted by the Blood Nightmare Grand Wizard. Every change it underwent after activation was beyond my wildest imagination; I had never imagined it would possess such power.

No one could describe the scene!

Thousands of vengeful virgins suddenly burst forth from the banner, swirling violently around the Evil Lotus, emitting mournful howls that disturbed the soul, instantly surrounding her.

At first, the Evil Lotus chanted protective incantations of dark magic, but under the combined attack of thousands of vengeful spirits, her spells could only slightly repel them. She was then ensnared by the spirits, their flesh being devoured.

Terrified by this sudden turn of events, the Evil Lotus screamed, dropping the Myriad Souls Banner to the ground. She frantically flapped her bat wings and took flight, tearing through the rooftop in an attempt to escape.

With a whoosh, the vengeful spirits formed a rope, binding the Evil Lotus's right ankle and pulling her down from her flight. The evil lotus fluttered its bat-like wings, but more and more vengeful spirits emerged from the banner, quickly exceeding six thousand. They not only dragged the evil lotus back into the house, inch by inch, but also spun a spiderweb-like web on the ground, firmly binding her to it, forcing her into a shameful position with her legs spread wide and her vulva fully erect.

More vengeful spirits gradually coalesced before the evil lotus, forming a captivatingly beautiful figure. From the iron platform where I was bound, I could only see the back of this beautiful woman composed of vengeful spirits.

From behind, this vengeful spirit beauty was tall and robust, a head taller than me. Her smooth, broad shoulders curved downwards, following a beautiful line to a slender, almost impossibly thin waist, which then rapidly expanded into high, rounded buttocks. Her legs were long and straight. Putting everything else aside, this flawless, alluring back view alone was enough to stir my heart. My penis, which had been completely drained of its essence by the evil lotus, suddenly regained its vitality.

The beautiful woman walked up to Xie Lian, fondling her enormous breasts before kneeling down to suckle at Xie Lian's vulva. Then, she clenched her fist and thrust it forcefully into Xie Lian's vagina. Xie Lian's screams nearly deafened me, but the fist was ultimately swallowed.

The beautiful woman, composed of vengeful spirits, continued thrusting her fist incessantly, making Xie Lian's screams even more piercing.

Of course, a woman couldn't endure such brutal treatment, but more importantly, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner itself was an aggregate of evil within evil. The thousands of vengeful spirits, now in contact with her flesh, not only corroded her blood and flesh but also absorbed her soul, amplifying the banner's evil power. At this moment, besides the excruciating pain in her flesh, her soul must have been tormented by the evil power, a living hell.

After a while, Xie Lian's screams grew fainter. The beautiful vengeful spirit was now between her legs, relishing the lustful fluids flowing from her vulva down her arm. I knew that once she released her pent-up desires, her soul would flow out with her semen, forever imprisoned within the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, her body devoured clean, never to be reincarnated.

I quickly chanted a few incantations—the basic magic of levitation. Several white discs lifted the Red Sword Hyakkimaru, which Xie Lian had thrown to the ground, and I hastily picked up the divine sword to cut the chains binding me. Then, I grabbed the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls and hid to the side, observing the battle from a distance.

Xie Lian's face had turned ashen; her once alluring eyes were now dull and lifeless, indicating she was nearing the end of her life. Her expression was pained, her cheeks twitching. She had been moaning, but upon seeing me, she immediately clenched her teeth, though her hard, erect nipples betrayed her sexiness.

This filthy bitch had killed countless people; of course, she knew that defeat meant death, but she was quite resilient, refusing to beg for mercy even now.

I was secretly delighted. This vixen who tried to drain me dry had finally gotten her comeuppance. Overjoyed, I let out a soft cry. But before I could finish the sound, the vengeful beauty who had been burying her head between the evil lotus's legs suddenly raised her head and walked towards me.

Her body stretched out in the air, allowing me a clear view. She was indeed a stunningly beautiful woman, her allure and large breasts rivaling even Xie Lian's. But when my gaze fell between her legs, I was horrified.

"How...how could this be?" Normally, a man's penis and a woman's vagina are empty, but this vengeful spirit had nothing there—no penis, no vulva, only smooth skin. This...this was asexual!

Overwhelmed with shock, I forgot to dodge, and she grabbed me. I could feel her bare crotch rubbing against my penis, and she made strange noises, her voice rising and falling, sometimes male, sometimes female. In her eyes shone a familiar light of lust.

Why was she suddenly aroused? Was this also a necessary part of using the Ten Thousand Soul Banner? I screamed inwardly, "Oh no! I was just raped by that vixen Xie Lian, am I going to be raped by this monster again?" What's even more amiss is, what is she going to use to rape me?

"You...you...what are you going to do?" I suddenly remembered the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in my hand and quickly raised it horizontally in front of my chest. When I was making the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I dripped my own blood as a mark, so that the vengeful spirits within would serve me as their master for life, but I don't know if it will work on this aggregate of vengeful spirits.

Fortunately, the beauty stopped moving after seeing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief, she immediately hugged me and rubbed against me again, her lower abdomen thrusting wildly, making my glans hurt terribly. I could also see that she desperately wanted a hole for me to penetrate, but what could I do about it?

If it were just that, it wouldn't be so bad, but with no way to be comforted and her lust nowhere to be released, the beauty was surrounded by black aura, and countless vengeful spirits flew around the room. If this continued, I might even be killed by the out-of-control vengeful spirits.

I cursed the dead Blood Demon countless times in my heart. Of all things, why did it have to forge this damned Ten Thousand Soul Banner? The first use of it resulted in such a huge mess. That damned demon truly deserved to die.

Just as I was cursing the Blood Demon, the Evil Lotus, lying on the spiderweb of vengeful spirits, said weakly, "If you let me go, I'll save you."

Hearing these words in this moment of crisis felt like receiving a divine decree, and I immediately agreed to her request.

The Evil Lotus asked me to bring the beauty to her side, which wasn't too difficult. I barely managed to lift the woman who clung to me like an octopus and slowly moved her to the Evil Lotus's side. But this vampire demon then asked me to spread the vengeful spirit beauty's legs, which was a bit unreasonable. Fortunately, I had a flash of inspiration and quickly and gently stroked every inch of her body, especially her enormous breasts. With my coaxing, touching, and using both my mouth and hands, the vengeful spirit beauty finally spread her two long, beautiful legs, revealing that strange little patch of land.

I saw Xie Lian raise her terrifying demonic hand, its sharp claws rubbing against the beauty's crotch before suddenly piercing her body. I stared in astonishment as Xie Lian's demonic claw twisted and turned inside the vengeful spirit's body.

The vengeful spirit was clearly in extreme pain, but she didn't retaliate. Time slowly passed. Xie Lian's body began to tremble, her face pale, as if enduring immense suffering. After about half an hour, she let out a long sigh and slowly withdrew the demonic claw from the vengeful spirit's body, immediately fainting from exhaustion.

The vengeful spirit's lower body was a bloody mess, yet her spirit was extremely aroused, groaning and stroking herself.

I had initially watched her actions with some fear, but as she wiped away the blood, my eyes widened in disbelief. I grabbed a cloth and wiped the blood clean, but the beautiful sight clearly presented before me still made me unable to believe my eyes.

Where there had been nothing before, a clearly defined vulva suddenly appeared. Yes, it was indeed a woman's vulva, its outline distinct, its shape flawless. The pale cherry-colored labia were now blooming like a flower, revealing the intricate folds within. Stimulated by my hand rubbing it, thick nectar was flowing continuously from its depths.

It was incredibly beautiful, especially considering that half an hour ago it was a desert, and now it had transformed into such a beautiful garden. This was all because of the evil lotus's hand! It wasn't of this world; it was a demonic entity directly from the demon realm.

However, I couldn't think about these things now, because the vengeful spirit beauty, who had just transformed into a woman, once again tightly embraced my waist. But this time, I wouldn't be at a loss like before. Instead, I raised my already murderous spear and burst through the door.

"Ah!" A sound escaped from both my mouth and the vengeful spirit beauty's. Her cries, though filled with pain, were also alluring, unlike before when they were sometimes male and sometimes female; they were a pure woman's voice, a sound born from my violation of her virginity. That vixen,

Xie Lian, had even recreated that hymen! And she'd made the vengeful spirit's inside so narrow, so folded, so elastic—it was practically the most exquisite vagina in the world! I rode the vengeful spirit's body with great enthusiasm, each thrust an experience of ultimate pleasure.

The fragrant breath emanating from her mouth was so comforting… I don't know if it was due to my psychological shift, or if her body had undergone other changes after her transformation, but I felt her body was now completely filled with a woman's unique scent.

Her reaction was intense, a tremor like being struck by electricity, her breathing intermittent, her mumbled sighs of pleasure at my assault.

"Ah!! No...don't go in any further...ha! Huff...it feels like I'm on fire...ah!..."

While her mouth cried out for me to stop, her body did the exact opposite. Her long, slender legs wrapped tightly around my waist, and her full, large breasts pressed against my chin.

I simply lowered my head and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking on it. This new stimulation immediately caused the vengeful beauty to let out even higher-pitched screams and moans. Her vaginal cavity contracted involuntarily, and then, like a volcanic eruption, a large amount of nectar splattered onto my glans. But her long legs still hooked around my waist and hips, refusing to let go.

"Ah!...it feels so good. I never thought that being a real woman would feel this good."

"You...what exactly are you?" I asked her tentatively.

She gave me a coquettish sidelong glance.

"What do you think?" Seeing my panicked expression, she chuckled and bit my shoulder. "I don't know what good fortune you accumulated in your past life, to obtain the Myriad Souls Banner, painstakingly crafted by the Blood Nightmare. Not only that, but the sisters trapped within the banner are all willing to obey your commands because you avenged them."

I was both surprised and delighted, yet I couldn't believe what she said.

"You...you mean...?"

"I'm your slave now! I'm a spirit formed from the fusion of vengeful spirits, and also the spirit that manages the Myriad Souls Banner. The first rule of magic is that a spirit cannot turn against its master. As a demon spirit, I naturally cannot violate this rule. Sigh! I didn't expect my demon spirit...no, this name doesn't sound good...hmm! What should I call myself?..."

"If you don't like the word 'spirit,' change it to 'ling.' You'll be called Demon Ling!" I said casually, gesturing with my finger on her alabaster chest.

"Ah, that's much better. Besides, it's a name Master gave me, so I'll be called Mo Ling from now on... I, Mo Ling, will always serve Master well..." Mo Ling spoke softly, her words a mixture of longing and resentment, yet also joy. Hearing this filled me with delight; I never imagined I'd stumbled upon such a wonderful opportunity.

At this moment, Mo Ling reluctantly put her legs down and stood up. As she stood on the ground, her brows suddenly furrowed, revealing a pained expression. That slightly furrowed brow, so adorable, stirred my heart again.

"What's wrong?" I quickly helped her up.

Mo Ling's face suddenly flushed red, and she glared at me.

"It's all your fault! You still have the nerve to say that, hmph!" Saying this, she picked up the Ten Thousand Souls Banner that I had thrown aside, examined it carefully, then sighed softly, placed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner between her legs, and smeared it with the virgin blood that had just flowed from her.

Suddenly, ten thousand gusts of yin wind shot out from the banner's surface, swirling and dancing around her, then being absorbed by her body. I saw that all the color in Mo Ling's body seemed to disappear instantly, turning deathly pale, and then the Ten Thousand Souls Banner emitted a blue light.

Mo Ling handed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to me.

"Alright, I've just absorbed the last of the resentment on this Ten Thousand Souls Banner into my body. I'm very tired now, I need to go back to the banner to rest. Remember to let me out when you're free, because if I can't frequently make love with my master to dispel this resentment, my magic power will decrease significantly!"

So that's what it was all about. I didn't expect Mo Ling to be so thoughtful towards me. But what makes me happiest is that I have such a powerful female slave—and a sex slave at that—who is devoted to me. This will surely increase my chances of success when I hunt for women in the future.

"Ah! Right, I forgot to mention something, this woman!" Mo Ling pointed at the unconscious Xie Lian.

“This woman’s hand is very useful, and she… she has other magical abilities!” A blush crossed Mo Ling’s face. “I have a feeling she can be of great help to you, Master, in the future, so I think it would be best if you spare her life. As for how to subdue her, that depends on your skill, Master.”

Hearing Mo Ling’s words, so wholeheartedly considering my needs, I was truly moved. I stepped forward, embraced her delicate body, and kissed her deeply.

Later, I learned that the reason Mo Ling didn’t have a vulva when she first appeared was because I used the blood of the Blood Nightmare to refine the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. The consequence of my actions was that the spirit in charge of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner lost its gender due to impure blood. Without Xie Lian, I would have been torn to pieces by the vengeful spirits with nowhere to vent their desires.

The long farewell kiss finally ended. Mo Ling smiled sweetly and disappeared in an instant. In the large room, only the unconscious Xie Lian and I remained. After considering for a while, I decided to follow Mo Ling’s advice and conquer this vampire demon.

So I picked up Xie Lian's limp body, tied her to the iron bed I had been lying on for four days, lay down next to her, and fell into a deep sleep with my head on her high breasts.

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