Alibuda Chronicles Volume 24: Chapter 8 A Narrow Encounter

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"Brother John, why... do you all have such a bad impression of Cihang Jingdian? The Palace of Light upholds righteousness on this land, and the Master of Xinchan is highly respected, but you all seem..." Before parting, Xingmei couldn't help but ask in front of me and the female reporter. For her, Cihang Jingdian was the place where she had dedicated herself and struggled for the past few years, and she found it hard to understand why anyone would question the Palace of Light like this. But once I asked, I had a lot to say.

"The Cihang Jingdian (Cihang Temple) oversees justice and eliminates evil in the world, but who oversees the Cihang Jingdian itself? What about the evil within? For thousands of years, it's been a completely out-of-control religious organization."

"Yes, every time I say this to people, they answer that there's no evil in the Cihang Jingdian. Is that even possible? Everyone has a dark side. To insist that the Cihang Jingdian is free of evil, to ignore the problem, only allows corruption to fester deeper!"

"You're right. The darkest places are always under the lighthouse. The Cihang Jingdian may look beautiful on the outside, but it's most likely to be a den of iniquity inside, especially the leader of such an organization. The more they pretend to be kind and harmless, the more despicable and insidious they are. You must have specifically interviewed them for this reason, right?"

"Yes, I suffered a lot during the process. Seeing how indignant you are, I'm sure you feel the same way, right? Those monks..."

“Those bald thieves are all bad. The old ones are cunning, and the young ones are despicable. They've driven me crazy these past few days; it's been miserable enough. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry…”

“Ah! I completely understand your situation.”

“Thank you for your understanding. I

was quite surprised. While explaining to Xingmei, Charlotte and I chatted so congenially that we forgot our respective positions and shook hands.

“I suddenly feel that it's not bad to have people like Brother John and Sister Reporter in the world.” "

Star Rose smiled brightly and beautifully. It must have been incredibly difficult for someone with such a cheerful personality to transform into someone like the old nun Miejue. This gives a glimpse into the heavy psychological burden she was under at the time. Sigh, I shouldn't cause her any more trouble. Isn't it nice to see her smile like that often? " Charlotte said reluctantly,

"Hey, that wicked Farrell..."

She continued, "I'm staying in New Orleans to conduct interviews. After you meet Madam Moonsakura, please tell her that I will relay the situation back to her, and that I won't forget the investigation she requested." "

I don't know if it was the influence of our congenial conversation just now, but I felt Charlotte had changed somewhat; her attitude towards me was more amiable.

I guess after being wanted and running around with us for so long, she finally realized that verbally attacking 'evil' and 'injustice' doesn't help change the situation. Making the world a better place requires more than just words; she's started learning to endure and compromise, seeking more effective methods, using her pen to fight evil.

Even though we don't see eye to eye, I personally approve of Charlotte's growth, and therefore, I praised her highly.

'Hey, you did a good job! Next time we meet, I'll definitely rape you.'

'You, you big villain, what nonsense are you spouting!'

'Praising you! Do you think I'm a lecherous monster who sleeps with every woman I see? I wouldn't even look at a woman who's not up to par. Before, you wouldn't have done it even if you were offered to me. Otherwise, do you think you'd still be a virgin after traveling with me for so many days?'" "

How do you know I'm a virgin..."

Charlotte stopped abruptly, realizing her slip of the tongue.

"If I couldn't even tell something like that, I'd be a dead man. You've improved, and you're much more charming now, so next time we meet, I'll definitely rape you."

Charlotte seemed to say something, but it was mostly praise like "pervert" or "heartless." I humbly accepted it, and she had nothing more to say. The

group parted ways like this. Xingmei asked me curiously why I hadn't seen Master Mao Yan'an. I gave a vague answer. Actually, the delinquent middle-aged man begged me to let him experience what it's like to be a race car driver. I tied him up, put him in the Amadeus car, hooded him, closed the door, and transported him to Chicago like a package.

I chose to travel alone, and might even stay in New Orleans for a few more days. The reason is simple: New Orleans is in chaos right now, full of refugees. If someone mysteriously disappears, no one will notice. In other words, if I rape someone and then kill them, people will just assume they died in the flood. It's the perfect time for me to replenish my offerings for the god of lust in hell.

"That sounds interesting. Do you want my help?" "

As I started my journey alone, a seductive female voice suddenly came from behind me. The instant I heard it, a smile involuntarily spread across my face. Turning around, I was astonished to see a beautifully dressed race queen.

Her red hair cascaded sexily over her shoulders, and the special fabric clinging to her body, like a second skin, accentuated her alluring curves—full breasts, shapely hips, a slender waist, and long legs—every feature was captivating. Several thin leather straps intertwined around her open boulder, creating a lewd atmosphere and restraining her large, white breasts, preventing her F-cup boobs from spilling out.

This alluring race queen sat on a large rock to my right rear, her long, slender legs raised, blinking at me as she spoke.

'Handsome brother, I heard you've recently developed a new hobby. Want me to wear stockings for you next time?'

'What's the point of wearing stockings for me?'" "It's somewhat fun doing it for me, but personally, I prefer stockings a bit more. However, in this rush, the race queen uniform is quite appealing."

With an all-too-familiar tone, I greeted Phoenix in this peculiar way. As a contracted demon, her presence in this city of calamity seemed perfectly normal. The place was currently teeming with disaster victims and filled with all sorts of negative desires—a perfect place for demons to flourish. I had expected her to come, but she arrived rather quickly.

"No one visits without a reason. Do you have something new to promote? You're not just here to maintain our friendship, are you?"

The "friendly match" obviously had another meaning. Anyway, anything involving sweat can be called a competition, and we two were already very, very familiar "race buddies."

"Of course not. I'm here to deliver some information." "The intelligence from the Southern Barbarians, concerning the secrets of your personal background, is currently..."

There were things I expected, and things I didn't, but this time, I think even Phoenix herself was surprised. She stopped speaking halfway through her sentence, her expression suddenly turning strange. She looked to her left, bewildered, at the unexpected guest who had suddenly appeared.

Having known Phoenix for a long time and seen many of her expressions, this was the first time I knew she could be so flustered; perhaps it was due to her shock.

"Excuse me for interrupting your conversation, but things are urgent, so please bear with it for now."

Speaking calmly, the mysterious young man from Ishtar slowly stepped between Phoenix and me. This man was currently my number one headache, and he inexplicably appeared when I absolutely didn't want to see him.

"Evil spirits, begone! I occasionally enjoy being an exorcist. Heavy makeup isn't to my liking, and I happen to have some things to do, so please step aside for now."

This "exorcist" was no joke. He pointed at Phoenix, and her figure vanished instantly. My head spun, just like every time Phoenix disappeared before. When I came to, the mysterious boy was already standing not far in front of me. I

had no time to worry about Phoenix; I was focused on how to escape this predicament. This time, I had no help. Xue, Yu Ni, and Fang Qingshu were all gone. I had to rely on myself.

I had hoped he'd drowned, but that seemed like wishful thinking. With his abilities, the floodwaters of New Orleans would have little chance against him. One miscalculation had led to this mess.

"You… what do you want?"

A rational assessment told me I was almost certainly no match for this brat. If violence was synonymous with asking for trouble, I at least wanted to try a rational negotiation first

.

"I asked you some questions before, but you couldn't give me the answers I needed. Now, in this urgent situation, I have no choice but to ask your head directly. To put it simply... I want your brain."

The boy spoke slowly and deliberately, and as a sorcerer myself, I could roughly understand what he meant. Among various forms of dark magic, there are indeed several insidious spells specifically developed for interrogation. Their targets are all the brains. Simply by holding the brain while casting the spell, the simplest ones can force the target to tell the truth and confess completely; more complex ones can even directly access the target's entire life's memories without even asking them.

These interrogation spells are very effective, but because they are so vicious, I've never succeeded in using them before, without Ah Xue's cooperation. After all, most of these spells require cutting off the skull and directly touching the brain, and one or two even require scooping out the brain, which is extremely cruel. As for the life or death of the person being interrogated, that is of course completely disregarded.

Since this boy comes from Ishtar, it's not surprising that he knows these techniques. The problem is that he specifically chose me, and I can't remember asking me anything at all? Again, the question was about the time and place.

"This place is really good. There was a flood just now, so no matter who died or how the bodies were disposed of, no one will find out. Just throw the bodies into the water afterward, and it'll be all over. Do you agree, Brother John?"

It's pathetic. Of course I agree, because that was exactly what I planned. But things changed too quickly, and suddenly I was the mantis in the crow's eye.

"Damn it, you want my brain? Come and get it if you dare!"

The negotiation broke down, and I realized this boy wasn't someone I could easily deal with. I tried to stall for time, hoping to cast my lewd spell.

"The Farrell clan never kills nameless nobodies, you dwarf, state your name!"

"Name? Lord Wu'an... is your name Bai Wu'an?"

The boy, with a deep gaze beyond his years, smiled ironically and said to me, "Bai Qi. My name is Bai Qi."

In my memory, I didn't recognize this name among the important figures in Ishtar. But if he were a top-tier expert secretly hidden by Ishtar, it would naturally remain unknown to the outside world; it's normal that I hadn't heard of him. In short, since things had come to this point, there was no other way but to fight back.

First summoned was the swift and elusive Lustful Spirit, but when the bursts of red light entered the enemy's body, there was no reaction whatsoever. I then regretted my forgetfulness. I had clearly witnessed it before; magical attacks seemed completely ineffective against this brat's body. He had a 100% magic resistance constitution. How could I be so stupid as to attack him directly with magic?

Fortunately, the Lustful Spirit was meant to provide cover, and I had perfectly used this time to prepare to summon the God of Lust from Hell.

*Yesterday??

"Ancient lustful spirits, in the name of John Farrell, I make a pact with you. Lend me your power, obey me, manifest yourself, and come forth, Hellish God of Lust, Water and Fire Spider!" The

black and red dragon spider swiftly appeared, its gigantic body, seven feet in diameter, incredibly imposing. As it moved, it exuded a palpable killing intent. But this one alone was not enough.

"Ancient lustful spirits, in the name of John Farrell, I make a pact with you. Lend me your power, obey me, manifest yourself, and come forth, Hellish God of Lust, Phoenix Blood Bee!"

With a two-pronged attack, when the blood-red bee appeared in the air, coordinating with the dragon spider on the ground, they confronted the enemy from two directions. The sheer force was astonishing, boosting my confidence considerably.

However, confidence is one thing, and certainty is another. Even though I had given it my all, the thought of my enemy being a super assassin who single-handedly fought against Ah Xue, Tianlong, and Fang Qingshu made my chances of winning seem incredibly slim. Especially his gaze, which lightly swept over the two summoned beasts of the Hell God, filled with mockery.

"Hahahaha, the Dark Summoned Beasts, invincible on the Loess Plateau five hundred years ago, how have they fallen so low? Has the technology Famit stole from Ishtar and the Phoenix Clan become nothing more than a joke?"

His words sent a chill down my spine, but also invigorated me.

I had used Dark Summoned Beasts twice before, but only with external assistance. I could only confirm that the Dark Summoned Beasts evolved from the Hell God of Lust, but I couldn't find the key to triggering that evolution. The caster's personal cultivation level must have a significant impact, but what else? What else had I missed or didn't know?

The creation of the Hellish God of Lust was perfected by Famit, drawing heavily on the essence of the six major magic systems. Since the techniques of Dark Summoning Beasts have been completely lost, I can only recreate and use them by understanding these origins. Bai Qi pointed to two directions: Ishtar and the Phoenix Clan.

Since it's a dark-based system, it's not surprising that it's related to Ishtar, but the Phoenix Clan… the pinnacle of the Feathered Clan, arguably the Phoenix Celestial Maiden who only exists once per generation, is also the origin of Dark Summoning Beasts? This is a very valuable clue!

However, it's too early to be excited; a critical problem lies ahead. The two Hellish God of Lust Summoning Beasts have already launched their attack, one above and one below, advancing separately. The Water-Fire Demon Spiders spew out steel-like spider silk at high speed, resembling feathered arrows; the Phoenix Blood Female Bees fire stingers in mid-air, both employing long-range attacks.

Over the past year, the two divine beasts have absorbed a great deal of death energy from living beings, greatly evolving and becoming far more powerful than before. With them attacking from both sides, annihilating a small army in a short time would be no problem at all. I was quite confident in my long-hidden strength.

However, the enemy seemed to be handling the combined attack of the two divine beasts with ease!

No matter the ranged attack, that kid's movements were incredibly fast, easily dodging them all. Looking from afar, I could even see afterimages left by his high-speed movements, blurring into shadows in an instant. Just when I thought he had disappeared, I was shocked to find him still in the same spot, not having moved an inch.

"What a pity! The Hellish Lust God is the ultimate essence of lustful magic. How did you manage to create these two weaklings? Was it the wrong offering? Or was the master incompetent?"

"Mind your own business!"

"Hahaha, let me give you a piece of advice: don't rush to escape. While the Hellish Lust God is powerful, it still has a limited range. Its power will begin to diminish after it exceeds a certain distance from its host. If you run too fast, once these two weaklings are destroyed, you'll die even faster."

Damn it, he saw through my plan with just one sentence, and he knows so much about the characteristics of the Hellish Lust God. Is he the one training it, or am I?

However, was the enemy truly invincible? Past experience told me that an enemy who talked so much must have a problem. Since escape wasn't an option right now, I focused on finding this potential weakness. Soon, I made a discovery: although this kid was powerful, he almost never attacked proactively, mostly just dodging. Occasionally, he would retaliate, but only by using the original attacks of the Lustful Divine Beasts to his advantage.

(His battles with Fang Qingshu and Tianlong that day… yes, it seems he also used the same technique of using the opponent's force against them. Why was he using such a complicated method? What was he worried about? Could it be… he was injured and therefore dared not exert his full strength?)

This thought shocked and stimulated me considerably. Dealing with a master was very difficult, but dealing with a sick or injured person was another matter entirely. If I could find his weakness, I could even turn the tables and kill this kid.

With a thought, I ordered the two Lustful Divine Beasts to change their attack method, from ranged attacks to close-range attacks, using frontal charges as much as possible and increasing their speed to prevent the enemy from using his strength against me and to force out his weaknesses.

This immediately changed the course of the battle. After a few rounds, Bai Qi frowned, as if he had discovered my intentions.

"He really is a troublesome kid. It seems you've figured me out..."

"So? You're not going to insist you're unharmed, are you? Experts in Ishtar often modify bodies, creating all sorts of strange things. We have no grudges against each other, so why fight to the death? Let's end this battle and everyone can relax, okay?"

"Nothing much. I just want to tell you that some patients in this world are not only difficult to treat, but can also be fatal."

A cold laugh accompanied a shockwave, completely shattering my initial expectations. Bai Qi swung his palm in mid-air, sending a shockwave hurtling out with incredible speed. The Phoenix Blood Bee flapped its wings to fly away, but it was a step too slow. The shockwave pierced through its body, cleaving it in two, and it plummeted to the ground, disappearing from sight.

The destruction of the Lustful God Beast naturally caused me pain as its host, but the surprise in my shout out outweighed the pain. After more than a year of training, the Phoenix Blood Bee had become quite powerful. Even if Fang Qingshu used all his strength, he couldn't possibly kill the Lustful Divine Beast with a single sword strike. Yet Bai Qi broke it with a casual blow, demonstrating that his power had reached the level of the strongest. In other words, I was essentially fighting against someone like one of the five strongest individuals.

If I had known this beforehand, I would have focused all my energy on escaping and wouldn't have attempted to fight. After all, I wasn't arrogant enough to dare to fight the five strongest individuals one-on-one. Now it's too late for regrets. I can only try to find a glimmer of hope by taking advantage of the enemy's underestimation of me.

Taking advantage of the Phoenix Blood Bee's destruction, I deliberately fell to the ground, exaggerating the pain tenfold, and then deliberately feigned a terrified, panicked appearance, loudly urging the Water-Fire Demon Spider to attack.

Spider silk shot out, but Bai Qi neither dodged nor evaded. He raised his wrist and used a gentle force to actively pull the spider silk to entangle him. This step was within my calculations. Although my own martial arts skills are lacking, I understand the habits of top-tier masters. If Li Huamei were here, she would definitely let the spider silk entangle her arms, then exert force to pull the silk, causing the Water-Fire Demon Spider to leap into the air, exposing its vulnerable abdomen, and kill it in one fell swoop. This is the most effortless method, and also my chance of survival.

When Bai Qi pulled the Water-Fire Demon Spider up, hundreds of spider silk suddenly shot out wildly, swirling around him, trying to cocoon him. This move seemed to have been anticipated. Before the spider silk even arrived, the protective energy he released shattered the silk into countless fragments. But then his smile vanished, because the release of the spider silk was both a killing move and a feint. The next moment, the Water-Fire Demon Spider self-destructed less than a foot away from him, the powerful explosion along with over a hundred pounds of highly toxic fluid raining down on him.

"Ugh..."

Only a muffled thud came from the other side. I wasted no time. Despite the excruciating pain of the exploding Water-Fire Spider, which assaulted my lungs like a tidal wave, I immediately took off running. For

an enemy at the strongest level, such a self-destructive attack wouldn't hurt him much, but it would probably delay him considerably. If all went well, I should be able to escape.

If all went well...

I had only run a few steps when I stumbled and almost fell. Someone had blocked my way, and a foul-smelling hand was pressing down heavily on my head.

"I didn't foresee this move. Heh, you're ruthless enough. Few people would let their summoned beasts self-destruct so easily."

Bai Qi's tone was a mix of teasing and sarcasm, tinged with a hint of bewilderment. His body was mostly covered in a dark green slime, making him look quite comical. But I couldn't laugh. The hand he placed on my head was causing a burning pain in my forehead, and my hair was even corroded and burned by the green acid. Yet, over 70% of his skin was touched by this venom, but he was completely unharmed, without even a trace of pain. It was utterly unbelievable.

(Could it be that his body isn't just immune to magic, but also completely impervious to poison? This is amazing! How did Ishtar create such a superhuman? Mom, I want one too!)

My thoughts were incoherent, but I was undeniably excited—the excitement of a magic researcher. The person before me symbolized a possibility: complete nullification of magic, immunity to all poisons. This was the ultimate warrior that countless sorcerers dreamed of! Now that this thing was truly before my eyes, it meant that these researches could indeed be achieved. Just thinking about it made me excited too.

However, I could think of nothing more after that, because a sharp pain shot straight into my brain, and countless images began to swirl and flow backward, flashing before my eyes like a reversed flow of life's memories.

The New Orleans races, the wanderings of the Chaser, the ghost ship adventures in the East China Sea… life kept flowing backward, from youth, adolescence, even back to childhood. Among the countless images and scenes, something that was initially blurry gradually became clear—my memory of my first visit to the Third New Tokyo City after Yueying married into the Golden Finch Federation.

This memory had always been a blur; I only remembered my perverted father wanting me to do something, and when I refused, he told me to go back. But now, as I recalled this part, my brain suddenly trembled violently, feeling as if I had crashed into a concrete wall at high speed, my bones aching terribly. But in that impact, my mind became clearer than ever before, and something seemed to surge up from the bottom of a buried well of memories.

Then, I felt a lightness on my head; the hand that had been on my forehead had somehow moved away, and a cold laugh echoed in the distance.

"Hey, the sealed memory lock took some time to open, what a waste of time, and you didn't find what you were looking for. You got

off easy..." My memories are sealed? Who placed it? Bai Qi tried to read my memories, forcibly breaking the seal in my brain, but then stopped reading and gave up. Why? With his abilities, since the seal was broken, he could find the information he needed if he continued reading. Why did he stop halfway?

"Wait, Your Excellency has injured someone, you can't just leave like that. Leave an explanation."

"If you want me to leave anything behind, that's up to you."

Oh, so someone else interfered. Bai Qi had to give up. The self-destruction of the Water-Fire Demon Spider still had some effect on him. But who is this savior? The voice sounds familiar... Hmm... It's the Heart Lamp Hermit!

I forced myself to calm the dizziness in my head and looked up. I saw Bai Qi soaring away, with the Heart Lamp Hermit in gray robes close behind. The two of them, one after the other, had already sped far away in the blink of an eye.

Before me stood a young woman in a fiery red dress, her figure slender, her fair skin partially exposed, radiating youthful energy. Her eyes, however, held a complex mix of sorrow and longing, yet I sensed an irrepressible desire within them, making me almost burst out laughing.

"Hey, my little wife, it's been over a year. Have you been thinking of me every night?"

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