Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 7 Chapter 6

Chapter Six: Evil Jam.

Yu Ni slapped her repeatedly, the clear sound echoing within the cave. The effect was proportional to the loudness of the sound. Yu Hong's slightly dazed eyes slowly returned to normal and clear. First, she noticed her angry sister, then she realized her own naked body.

It wasn't just ordinary nakedness. Interrupted from her pleasurable climax, the girl's body hadn't yet calmed down from the passion. Her rosy nipples, swollen breasts, and fragrant sweat covered her body—everywhere was marked with traces of desire. Anyone could clearly see what she was doing there.

"Sister, I...I..."

Facing her only remaining relative, Yu Hong didn't feel much shame or reserve. The sisters always shared their most vulnerable corners of their hearts, with nothing to hide. So, after a few sobs, Yu Hong covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.

The girl's sobs echoed through the cave, mingling with the sound of the ocean waves, sounding all the more desolate. Yu Ni stood before her sister, picking up her clothes and draping them over her, covering her naked skin, while scolding her for her actions.

"After being stationed on Honolulu Island, you disappeared every time you got off the ship. I thought you went somewhere, but it turns out you were hiding in a place like this, all alone..."

Yu Hong seemed furious about her sister's act of masturbating in secret. In her anger, her rebuke was merciless, and it was thanks to her frankness that I learned a lot from her words.

Back when the Feather Clan left Youli with Li Huamei, some problems had already begun to arise on their journey to the East Sea.

News of Yu Hong's fortuitous encounter, possessing the blood of the phoenix, mastering the Beast King Fist, and greatly improving her martial arts had spread widely among the Southern Barbarians through the three major beast clans, and the Feather Clan had naturally heard of it. The emergence of a woman inheriting the phoenix bloodline finally gave the leaderless Feathered Clan hope for leadership after years of stagnation. This should have been a joyous occasion, but things in this world are never as simple as they seem.

For the Feathered Clan, even the renowned Neon Kingdom, far beyond the Southern Barbarians, couldn't be considered "one of their own." When an outsider suddenly gains leadership, especially through a fortuitous encounter, conflict inevitably arises. The steamy ball game during her capture by the Beastmen became the biggest catalyst.

No one witnessed how Yu Hong risked her life in a bloody battle against the Serpent Clan and the Giant Warriors, but many clearly saw how she, surrounded by warriors from the three Beastmen, succumbed to lust, her mind collapsing, and publicly displaying uncontrollable ugliness—especially the Feathered Clan female warriors who were also playing.

Given Yu Hong's stubborn nature, she naturally wouldn't explain to outsiders how she was subjected to my abuse and physical transformation during her captivity, which led to her shameful and humiliating behavior. These are things that even she herself probably feels deeply guilty about, and she doesn't even dare to confide in her closest sister, let alone explain to outsiders.

Silence is a sin.

I believe Yu Hong has no intention of becoming the leader of the Feather Clan, nor does she intend to seize any power; these two sisters who insist on upholding justice are simply dedicated to protecting their beliefs, and therefore protecting the Feather Clan, not seeking any benefit from it. However, the fact that Yu Hong possesses Phoenix Blood is enough to form the core of the conflict, because they fear that she might have ill intentions towards the Feather Clan after gaining power. On the way to the East Sea, Ni Hong was also ostracized by her clansmen.

Power struggles exist everywhere, but the problem is that Ni Hong was unlucky, and her clansmen found a weakness to attack. They completely ignored the existence of Phoenix Blood, focusing instead on Yu Hong's humiliating and shameful behavior during the naked ball game, bringing it up repeatedly. To protect her sister, Yu Ni constantly clashed with her clansmen along the way, but the shameful behavior Yu Hong displayed in the ball game was an undeniable fact. In the end, Yu Ni's attempts to argue only added to her own pressure and pain.

The situation didn't improve after arriving in the East China Sea; it only continued to worsen, as expected. While Ni Hong's transfer to Honolulu was strategically motivated, a significant factor was Li Huamei's perception of the strange situation among the Feathered Clan, leading to their separation.

This turn of events was partly due to Yu Hong's silence. Whenever people asked her how she obtained the Phoenix Blood, she remained tight-lipped, allowing others to speculate, which naturally fueled the spread of malicious rumors. Of course, it's understandable that she wouldn't speak; to confess would mean revealing how I had manipulated and humiliated her—something Yu Hong's pride couldn't possibly utter.

Yu Ni repeatedly pressed her for answers, but to no avail. Moreover, after leaving the Southern Barbarians, her once loving sister's attitude changed drastically. She not only refused physical intimacy but also frequently requested solitude, no longer spending time with her sister.

Seeing a woman prefer self-pleasure to being touched by a man is indeed a blow to a man's pride. I've been hurt by that myself, and I imagine Yu Ni probably felt the same way. However, she couldn't fathom her sister's experience, so she came to this ridiculous conclusion: Yu Hong had fallen in love with a man, and all her adventures were related to him. She concluded that it was because of this man that her sister severed ties with her, becoming so strange.

Seeing Yu Ni's deduction was utterly laughable. It's one thing for others to misunderstand, but even sisters can have such a misunderstanding. I truly feel sorry for Yu Hong. Yu Hong's refusal of same-sex intimacy wasn't because she disliked her sister, nor because she realized homosexuality was abnormal. It was because I had hurt her so deeply. Like every unfortunate victim of rape, she viewed sex with dread. Yu Ni didn't see this; she's truly unworthy of being called a sister.

"...No matter how outstanding that man is, he knows you're suffering the phoenix blood's torment all alone here. Why isn't he by your side?"

"Sister, it's not what you think..."

Compared to Yu Ni's harsh words, Yu Hong's reply was weak, immediately drowned out by Yu Ni's rebuke.

"Not what I think? The facts are already laid bare. Look how badly that man has harmed you. Do you know how the Feather Clan views us now? I think every day about how to wash away your shame and get everyone to accept you again, but you..."

"Sister, stop!"

Yu Hong cried out, interrupting her sister. Then, like a graceful dying swan, she buried her head in her knees, sobbing softly, no longer speaking to Yu Ni.

Seemingly sensing her sister's sorrow, Yu Ni said no more, suppressing her elder sister's authority, her anger and blame. She sighed softly, sat down beside Yu Hong, gently comforting her and gently combing her disheveled hair.

“Hong’er, don’t be sad. No matter how others look down on you, your sister will always be by your side…”

For someone who is heartbroken, there is nothing more healing than these words. Yu Hong’s bare shoulders slowly stopped trembling as her sister comforted her, and her sobs subsided.

“Actually, what others think doesn’t matter at all. From the beginning, we sisters have only had each other. How many sad things have we gone through together? Do you remember? Before, no matter what sad things we had, we could always sense each other’s feelings. Back then… how good it was between you and your sister.”

Yu Ni’s voice was very soft as she gently stroked her sister’s golden hair. I could barely hear her, but thankfully the enclosed space made the sound a little louder. However, Yu Ni stroked her sister's hair with one hand, while the other reached through the draped clothes to hug Yu Hong's bare waist. This action made me feel a little...

"So, Hong'er, you don't need to think about that man. As long as you have your sister, that's enough. Your sister will always protect you and be with you..."

"Sister!"

When Yu Hong's hand touched the inside of her sister's thigh and explored towards the groin, Yu Hong finally realized something was wrong and immediately reacted. She activated her protective fire energy, shaking off the approaching Yu Ni, and then leaped up, lightly and quickly moving several feet away to keep her distance from her sister.

Yu Ni tried to rush forward, but Yu Hong unleashed her Beast King Fist, slamming her Vajra Ape Arm heavily into the ground. A powerful gust of wind swept through, sending shards of stone flying, blocking Yu Ni's path. The shame, anger, and determination flashing in Yu Hong's eyes forced Yu Ni to stop.

"Hong'er, what are you doing? You love that man so much? What's so good about him that makes you so devoted to him…?"

"Sister! I've said it many times, and this is the last time. It's not what you think. Believe it or not, it's up to you. But no matter what… from now on, we're just sisters. There won't be the kind of relationship you want…"

Yu Hong spoke each word firmly, her already rosy lips almost bleeding from her clenched teeth.

"Never!"

Being interrupted halfway through having sex with a woman was truly unpleasant; the two sisters were having a tense conversation, while I, like a runaway adulterer, hid naked in a crevice between rocks, not only trembling with fear but also suffering from the painful scrapes on my back from protruding rocks, which really infuriated me.

However, enduring these costs to discover the discord between the Rainbows and to gain a deeper understanding of the current situation of the Feather Clan was definitely worthwhile, making the trip worthwhile.

Yu Hong was truly an unlucky woman. While others who had extraordinary encounters would rise to prominence and become incredibly wealthy, her encounter led to her utter ruin and devastating misfortune. But this wasn't too bad; at least it was beneficial to me, because if she hadn't fallen, how would I have had the opportunity to take advantage of her?

Now Yu Hong was under my control, although she hadn't even noticed my presence yet, but I had already obtained what I wanted. Seeing Yu Ni's anger only fueled my new greed.

All men are base; killing two birds with one stone is a common desire, and even killing seven or eight is always welcome. Given the chance, why would anyone sleep with their wife and not their sister-in-law? Now that Yu Hong is under my control, according to the ambitions of a normal man, I should turn my attention to her sister.

On the entire island of Honolulu, there are three most beautiful women. I've touched, hugged, and slept with Ah Xue and Yu Hong, and the last one is Yu Ni. How can I not reach out my clutches to her?

However, Yu Ni is no pushover. Although her martial arts have been surpassed by her sister, Yu Ni's skills are still above average. If I launch a sneak attack, combined with the power of my two soul beasts, I should have a good chance of capturing Yu Ni. But I can't guarantee that I can capture her alive without killing or injuring her, and I certainly can't guarantee that I can finish the fight quickly without alerting anyone.

Honolulu is a bustling island; if I fight with Yu Ni, it will easily attract attention. If even a few people see us, it will be very disadvantageous for me. Moreover, my daily sneaking out time is now limited. Secretly practicing magic or occasionally sneaking into the cave to seduce Yu Hong is manageable, but hiding someone away to defile her all day, like back in the Southern Barbarian days, is absolutely out of the question. Therefore, using force is definitely not an option.

If I can't defeat her by force, I must outsmart her—this is a principle I've always believed in. But how exactly should I outsmart her?

Considering the most efficient and feasible method, poisoning seems to be the most effective. Speaking of which, I'm incredibly excited, because concocting various herbs is my forte, especially after unlocking the secret of the yellow crystal, which gave me a large number of precious formulas. Just thinking about having the opportunity to test them fills me with joy.

Speaking of which, there's something that seems like a coincidence: Famit, back then, was probably like me, someone highly skilled in medicine and with a strong interest in using it. Even as a magic apprentice, Famit often concocted all sorts of bizarre, creative, but meaningless potions, which, combined with lustful barriers, allowed him to live a very sensual and dissolute life before his magic reached its full potential.

After mastering his lustful magic, Famit no longer needed to rely on aphrodisiacs to rape women. Countless female mages and knights, attracted by his fame and magic, offered themselves to him every day, yet he continued to create magical potions, testing their use in bed and meticulously recording every reaction of the women who took them. He was deeply proud of his achievement in surpassing his predecessors in drug research.

I could clearly read these messages in the numerous annotations he wrote in his notebooks, and I was very proud to inherit his insights, because in terms of personality, I was indeed the same kind of person as him.

In the stories I've heard in the past, weak protagonists would stumble upon a martial arts manual, acquire it, and become invincible after mastering its techniques. However, before mastering the manual, there were always one or two special skills within it that allowed the weak protagonist to protect themselves and escape before achieving mastery—perhaps a powerful defensive technique or a wondrous lightness skill. In this book of erotic magic, the protective gift that Famit left to someone as weak as me is, I believe, these herbal recipes. Because apart from some special herbs involving magic, even an ordinary person could easily obtain and prepare the rest themselves from a pharmacy.

To target Yu Ni, I considered all the herbs I knew. Each herb had different preparation methods, leading to different results.

Famit's profound understanding of the human endocrine and nervous systems is truly unparalleled. Under his methods, an ordinary, normal woman can be transformed into an exhibitionist seductress, aroused by the slightest exposure of her skin; a cow in heat, her breasts swollen and milking more easily than during normal intercourse; a lustful woman, constantly craving sex, drooling at the sight of a man's genitals; a fallen beast whose anus is far more sensitive than her vagina, finding pleasure even in excretion.

The various methods of training and transformation recorded within the yellow crystal are astounding. I wonder how many clinical experiments Famit conducted and how many erotic works he created to compile such records. Even Famit himself admits that most of these methods are irreversible; once the effects are achieved, it's impossible to return to the previous state. Therefore, their use must be approached with extreme caution.

Considering the various consequences of his methods and the desired effects, I decided on a strategy from among Famit's various magical herbs.

While Famit developed many fantastical drugs with varying effects, the most practical one, if considered from the perspective of "control," was an addictive magical potion. Cocaine and opium, like other poppy drugs, are also addictive, but these can be neutralized and broken through addiction with other medications. Famit, however, went a step further, using magic to concoct potions that, with long-term use, not only erode the body but also penetrate the soul. Without a unique antidote, the person would gradually be driven mad by the out-of-control effects of the drug.

Concocting this hallucinogenic potion wasn't a major problem with the various ingredients; some were expensive, but money could solve the problem. The most crucial element, however, was the bodily fluid containing the caster's genetic code.

Since the goal was control, the "master-recognition" function was key. Each person's bodily fluids contained their unique genetic code, which served as the primary catalyst, ensuring the addicted patient obeyed the caster's commands. Saliva and sweat are both bodily fluids, but the bodily fluids used in general magic are still mainly human blood. The records in the yellow crystal also suggest using human blood, but another point is mentioned at the end.

To make someone addicted, a period of use is required, but if insidious methods such as secretly administering drugs are used, there may not be enough time. In this case, if we don't consider the consequences, there is something that is ten times more effective than blood, and that is the caster's semen.

I must say, Famit's design is really thoughtful, completely taking into account my current situation. Both of the Japanese are quite vigilant, and if I secretly do something, I will be discovered sooner or later. To achieve my goal before they notice, I need some powerful methods, and Famit has considered this for me.

From that day on, I actively prepared the drugs, and after acquiring all the materials, I hid in the shadows and secretly masturbated to extract the semen.

Normally, men need pornography to masturbate, but for me, just looking at Ah Xue's back is enough. Her swaying long, black hair, her bare arms like lotus roots, her round, plump buttocks, her enormous breasts that almost seem to leap out from under her apron, and the nimble, industrious swaying motion as she mops the floor—every part of her seems to emit seductive shooting stars, falling towards me, making me uncontrollably excited and ejaculating ecstatically.

The most troublesome step in secretly poisoning someone is getting the poison into the target's mouth, but my advantageous location has already solved this problem. Whether it's Yu Ni or Yu Hong, their meals are all prepared by this kitchen and then distributed by the orderly. I control the source of the food, making tampering with it incredibly easy.

To mask the color and taste of the semen, I could put it directly into the food, but that would require the help of the Four Heavenly Kings; otherwise, it would be strange if they didn't have an accident after tasting the food. Where there's a will, there's a way. Since I can't tamper with the food, I'll put it in the drinks. As long as I get the four guards to help out a little by cooking the dishes a bit saltier, I'm sure Yu Ni will obediently finish all the accompanying drinks.

The final technical challenge is the drinks. What drink best masks the fishy smell of semen? Huang Jingshi suggested breast milk, whether cow's or goat's milk, it works well. But getting these things on Honolulu requires going to the other side of the island, which is very troublesome, and I'm a lazybones, unwilling to spend the time.

Fortunately, I have my own cow with sweet milk, freshly milked and warm. According to the report I bribed the orderly, Yu Ni is very satisfied with the milk provided by our restaurant, frequently asking which farm it comes from and what kind of feed it eats to produce such high-quality milk.

(What feed? Silly girl, it's the same ginkgo jam feed you drank!)

I sneered inwardly, my expression naturally a bit strange. As a result, every time I finished milking, Ah Xue would blush and ask me what I was doing and why I was smiling so slyly.

"It's none of your business, Cow."

I didn't want Ah Xue to know too much, lest it cause trouble. If she knew I used her milk for evil, she probably wouldn't feel good about it.

Because I was worried about being recognized by Yu Ni, I didn't dare appear in front of her. Instead, I bribed the orderly who delivered the meals to keep an eye on Yu Ni's reaction. Although there weren't any obvious changes yet, for several days in a row, I heard Yu Ni seem to be looking forward to his meal delivery. The last time, she even rushed to open the jar of milk as soon as she received the food box, taking deep breaths, seemingly quite intoxicated.

It sounded like the plan had been initially successful.

The plan was progressing smoothly, but unexpected changes still occurred during the process.

From the moment I arrived on Honolulu Island, I knew that one day I would meet Ni Hong in the mess hall, but I didn't expect that opportunity to come so quickly.

Outside our kitchen, there was a thatched shed to shelter us from the wind and rain. At mealtimes, the soldiers would take turns eating there according to their numbers; it was a simple mess hall. That day, Lunchtime had just ended, and the rebel soldiers who had been eating had dispersed. Wanzang and I were cleaning the mess hall, preparing to go in for our meal later, when a man stumbled in, demanding food.

This man was ragged, looking like a destitute beggar, and a foul, sour odor emanated from him. But the wounds covering his body were horrifying; many were compounded from one injury to another, indicating that he had suffered similar, repeated traumas over several days. The word "torture" immediately flashed through my mind. "Food...give me food..."

The man slumped onto a stool, picked up a cup of tea, and began to drink. But before the cup even touched his lips, he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the table. His internal organs were clearly damaged; there was no hope of recovery. Whether we paid him any attention or not, he would collapse and die within moments.

He laboriously reached out and drank the cold tea, his unfocused eyes fixed on us, speaking in barely audible whispers.

"People say... on Honolulu Island, in the canteen... anyone... as long as they're hungry... can come and eat..."

As a member of this canteen, I'd never heard of such a rule. If it were a beggar, I could offer him a bowl of leftovers, but this guy was a hundred times more dangerous than a beggar. Before I could even shoo him away, trouble had already drawn me in.

Footsteps and hooves sounded together, and dozens of rebel soldiers appeared in the next moment, surrounding the canteen. The leading officer came down to speak, his words seemingly polite, but his tone arrogant, telling us to step aside and not obstruct their capture of war criminals.

As I expected, in the recent series of naval battles, although the rebels hadn't fared well, they had captured several Black Dragon Society soldiers as prisoners, severely torturing them to extract secret military intelligence. Over the past few days, ninety percent of the prisoners had died. Today, one of the near-death prisoners had managed to escape, and by sheer bad luck, he'd ended up here... The rebels, filled with shock and anger, pursued closely, determined to capture the man.

In truth, even without their arrest, the war criminal, so severely wounded, wouldn't survive long; from the standpoint of military-civilian cooperation, I had no reason to resist. Getting rid of this troublesome figure sooner meant we could get back to business. But Wan Zang clearly had a different idea.

Despite being deaf, Wan Zang could still read their demands by lip reading, angrily refusing outright, declaring that once someone entered the mess hall, they were a guest, and no one could touch him until he finished eating and left. Then, as they prepared to forcibly drag him away, Wan Zang drew his thick-backed broadsword, the kind used for cutting cattle and pigs. With a swift swing, a dull black light flashed, and two soldiers had large patches of hair shaved off their heads, terrified and falling to the ground, urinating in fear.

The conflict began. Initially, the enemy had a numerical advantage, but Wan Zang displayed the ferocity of a warrior taking on a hundred men single-handedly. Then, when the four powerful warriors appeared, they were like tigers... Entering the flock of sheep, they swept away fallen leaves like a whirlwind. Although reinforcements arrived, bringing their numbers to a hundred, they were no match in terms of fighting strength. They were quickly routed, staggering and barely recognizable as human.

This situation confirmed my suspicion. I had already suspected that the Four Vajras' cooking and butchering techniques were beyond the capabilities of ordinary chefs. Perhaps they were like the old thieves in my family, hiding in plain sight but possessing superior martial arts skills. This guess was now completely correct.

Shizang's Divine Hook and Mountain-Shaking Iron Fist were as powerful as a tidal wave; Baizang's Eight-Armed Hidden Weapons were incredibly fast and difficult to defend against; Qianzang, though blind, channeled every ounce of his strength into his soft palm, treating all enemies like dough, a gentle palm strike penetrating straight to their internal organs; as for Wanzang, although he was deaf, in the silent world, his thick-backed butcher knife was used to its fullest potential, never missing its mark. With swift, sweeping movements, they struck pressure points and broke bones, killing without drawing blood.

These four giants stood side-by-side, fighting together, their momentum overwhelming, like a whirlwind. In the blink of an eye, they had over a hundred soldiers crying for their mothers, and even the renowned mercenaries, knights, and swordsmen were all driven out of the mess hall, not allowed to enter.

Yu Ni was the third wave of reinforcements to arrive, but she was stopped by Shi Zang. After several rounds of fighting, Yu Ni, who had been consuming my "tonics" for several days, seemed to be slightly weakened, perhaps due to the effects. However, before the outcome was decided, Yu Hong arrived, instantly changing the situation. Yu Hong single-handedly overpowered the four giants, fighting fiercely.

Fiery red energy swept across the battlefield, and Yu Hong and the four giants were evenly matched for a time, leaving onlookers dazzled.

Yu Hong seemed to know her weakness of not being able to fight for long, and I saw her about to increase her power for a quick victory when a shout caused everyone to stop fighting.

"Stop!"

The loud shout, like a lion's roar, made everyone's ears ring. A bearded man wearing a chef's apron and a top hat walked out of the kitchen, carrying a steaming bowl of char siu noodles, and slowly approached the deserter.

That was our canteen's head chef, Kato Taka.

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