Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 5, Chapter 7

Chapter Seven. To Phoenix's

surprise, her response to those words was a sudden, passionate kiss. This time, not on the cheek, but in front of hundreds of guests in the banquet hall, a unrestrained and passionate kiss.

It wasn't my first kiss with Phoenix, but never before had I felt such an intoxicating sensation. My head spun, my body swaying with the dance steps, proudly surveying every pair of envious and resentful gazes around me, until I met Yueying's eyes again.

Those bright, clear eyes, brimming with genuine emotion, were now brimming with tears, and within that heartbreaking sorrow, a deep affection still lingered… Even after how I had treated her, Yueying still had feelings for me.

Seemingly sensing my gaze, Yueying suddenly turned and left through the entrances on either side of the stage, disappearing from sight. Although everyone's attention was focused on me and Phoenix, and no one noticed the sudden departure of the First Lady of the Golden Flower Federation, in the instant Yueying turned her head, I seemed to see a string of crystal tears falling, glistening and bright.

(I...I was such a smug fool...

Seeing those tears, I suddenly snapped back to reality, my mind filled with nothing but the desire to make amends. This might be the last chance to keep Yueying. But when I tried to stop this ill-timed passionate kiss, the one kissing me didn't cooperate. Not only did she not do as I wished, but she also stopped her dancing, her jade-like arms wrapping around my neck, her little tongue moving nimbly, passionately kissing me.

"...Stop, stop..."

I wanted to say, but because my mouth was covered, these words only became hoarse sounds in my throat. Thinking of Yueying's sadness when she left, I was anxious and angry, my anger burning in my head. Forgetting everything else for a moment, and not caring that my hand was on a girl's soft, beautiful breasts, I used all my strength to push away the girl's fragrant body that was tightly wrapped around me.)

"Damn it! Are you done yet? I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

Enraged, I struck with tremendous force. A white blur flashed before my eyes, followed by Phoenix crashing heavily to the ground. The once noisy banquet hall fell silent. Everyone stared in disbelief at this sudden turn of events, the only sound the echo of my furious shout.

Only then did I begin to realize what I had done. Looking at the bewildered and astonished gazes of the surrounding crowd, I felt utterly incompetent, handling the situation so clumsily.

I looked at Phoenix. She was slowly rising from her slumped position, her expression calm and composed, devoid of anger or humiliation. Her head was bowed, her hand resting on her waist.

With a sharp tearing sound, several nobles who were about to step forward to protect the beautiful young woman were startled and stopped in their tracks. They watched as the stunningly beautiful girl suddenly ripped a long slit in her long dress, then turned to the other side, revealing another slit almost from her thigh to her ankles, exposing her black thong and stockings—a glimpse of her sensual cleavage. The fact

that such a fiery and unrestrained sexy outfit was hidden beneath her elegant and simple evening gown must have surprised many. The extremely low-waisted, form-fitting thong... The design was daring, revealing the roundness of her buttocks; the stockings, however, perfectly accentuated the length of her snow-white thighs. Together, they created an irresistible and alluring temptation.

Ignoring the hundreds of rays of sunlight around her, Phoenix casually turned to the side, adjusting the length of the stockings' straps. Her slender fingers intertwined with the black straps, and with a slight pressure, the thin threads sank into her snow-white skin. Beneath the lifted skirt, her round, white buttocks silently teased the surrounding men, inviting them to explore their elasticity and softness.

“You…”

I was taken aback by Phoenix’s actions. I took a step forward, but our eyes met as she looked up, and I stopped as if I had been electrocuted.

It was still that look in my eyes that I couldn’t understand, a look that seemed to be confused, sad, and sighing. A simple look seemed to contain a thousand words, but when I tried to read it carefully, I found that I couldn’t read anything at all. This look that made me feel suffocated and unable to breathe only lasted for a very short moment. Then, the light in her bright eyes shifted and suddenly turned into a kind of wanton and coquettish allure, so alluring that it seemed to drip with water.

"Hehe..."

Phoenix let out a series of pleasant chuckles. Although she wasn't wearing makeup, she had regained her usual captivating charm. In a fleeting glance back, her alluring eyes, bright as the rising sun, swept over the crowd. The stark contrast between her innocent, pure beauty and her seductive, wanton allure was truly mesmerizing. No man could escape

her seductive web. Even heroes like Lunfiel and Ryan were drawn to her captivating charm, moving closer. This made me realize once again her true nature—the witch who tempted people to sell their souls. My earlier estrangement with Yueying was likely a trick she used to sow discord.

"I'm in a great mood today and really want to dance. Could you give me more music?"

Since the beauty had given her permission, someone quickly urged the band to do so, but Phoenix didn't wait for the music to start before she began dancing on her own.

This dance was completely different from the feeling we had when we embraced before. Phoenix half-closed her eyes, passionately swaying her youthful, firm, and beautiful body, making all sorts of graceful dance moves, every gesture exuding a hot, sexy energy that took our breath away.

The music grew faster and faster, and Phoenix became more and more excited, her hands... She swayed her upper body, caressing her rounded buttocks as she moved her full, shapely hips. Her breasts, stretched taut by her dress, seemed poised to burst from the lace seams at any moment. With each rapid sway, the rounded curves of her breasts were faintly visible, creating a captivating undulation.

Her long, fiery red hair, tied in a ponytail, now cascaded down with the energetic dance, swaying passionately in the air. Beneath the swaying high-slit skirt, her smooth, long legs, encased in fishnet stockings, accentuated her perfect curves, glistening with fragrant sweat. The slowly damp white dress, no longer appearing pure, now reveals glimpses of her alluring curves and smooth skin through its semi-transparency, exuding an irresistible charm.

Lost in her passionate dance, Phoenix transforms into a seductive enchantress, her eyes languid, wildly swaying her proud figure, her every movement a primal display of feminine desire, enticing all the nearby men.

Soon, the first prey, unable to contain his lust, takes the bait, standing behind Phoenix and gently lifting her slender... Her slender waist and the intimate, close dance she performed became a catalyst. After a commotion, a large group of lustful young men formed a human wall, surrounding Phoenix and vying to dance with her in that fiery, intimate way. Through

the gaps in the crowd, I could still occasionally catch glimpses of Phoenix's alluring figure. Surrounded by a group of men, she still looked as seductive and beautiful as ever, so sexy that I almost lost control and got an erection, even though I secretly laughed at these lustful young men for being so reckless as to offer their heads to the devil's mouth.

(Oh no, where's Yueying?

Thinking of Yueying, I snapped out of my daze and ran towards the door she'd left through, ignoring the chaos and Phoenix's frenzied dancing.

Behind me, I heard the raucous laughter of men and women...

Yueying had run towards the back garden, a secluded place, not open to guests even during banquets. It was an ideal spot for someone seeking solitude.

I ventured into the back garden alone, searching for Yueying, wanting to explain my feelings to her. If I didn't, Phoenix's scheme might succeed. Knowing Yueying as I did, I figured she was probably sitting under a tree or by a pond, lost in thought. So I deliberately walked softly, not wanting to disturb her and cause her to run off again, which would make things difficult.)

To my surprise, when I saw Yueying, she wasn't sitting under the tree, but being slowly forced back. A group of white-robed men wearing triangular hoods appeared out of nowhere, surrounding Yueying and seemingly intending to harm her. The guards in the back garden had all been subdued and laid down.

These white-robed men were dressed exactly like the Earth cultists who attacked Yueying and me at the martial arts arena that day. This cult, which usually only operated within the Golden Flower Federation, was incredibly powerful enough to carry out terrorist activities continuously within the territory of Alibuda, yet they appeared and disappeared without a trace—it was truly unbelievable.

I drew the Hyakkimaru from my sleeve, cleverly concealing the fiery red light on the sword, and stealthily moved behind the group of Earth cultists, suddenly unleashing two lightning-fast sword strikes. The blade was incomparably sharp; with a horizontal slash, two headless corpses immediately fell. Taking advantage of their surprise, I pounced like a tiger, unleashing my full power. Hyakkimaru's sword strikes were devastating, and two more people were instantly drawn to blood.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

"Little brother."

Yueying's voice held surprise and relief. Her soft, fragrant body trembled beside me, a pitiful sight revealing her extreme fear, which only made me more remorseful for arriving so late.

Even so, to gain a moment alone with Yueying, I didn't call for help, instead attempting to fight alone. However, the situation proved more difficult than anticipated. The martial arts of these Earth cultists were on a completely different level from those who attacked us last time. Not only were they all highly skilled, but their internal and external cultivation was also remarkably high, and they possessed a set of coordinated combat techniques.

Although I possess the sharpness of a sword, aside from that initial sneak attack, I couldn't injure anyone else, only managing to sever their weapons. Fortunately, they were wary of Hyakkimaru's sharpness and dared not advance too far.

"Sister, don't be afraid. I'll protect you. These Earth cultists can't hurt you. I will definitely get you out of here."

Being at a disadvantage, I worried about Yueying beside me and spoke loudly to reassure her. But Yueying hesitated and said, "They...they aren't Earth cultists..."

These terrorists aren't Earth cultists? Then who are they? A question that had been swirling in my mind for a long time suddenly surged into my heart. During the attack at the martial arts arena that day, I vaguely heard them mention terms like "Princess" and "Farrell Family." If they were from the Golden Flower Federation, they would address Yueying as "First Lady." Only the Alibuda people would call her Princess.

Why would the Alibuda people kidnap Yueying? These men's skills and movements were unlike those of ordinary martial artists; they seemed more like military personnel. Which military unit in Alibuda had so many skilled fighters? The answer seemed to be only one: Alibuda's palace. These men were likely palace guards in disguise.

"You audacious madmen! As palace guards, how dare you kidnap the Princess? Aren't you afraid of losing your heads for such reckless behavior?"

My blunt rebuke caused a stir among the enemy, but they were clearly not afraid. One of them even arrogantly told me that it was because of my incompetence that His Majesty had personally ordered them to bring the Princess back to the palace. This wasn't unexpected, but Yueying's even more terrified expression after hearing this made me vow to defy the royal order and protect her.

Fighting against so many seemed hopeless, but these skilled imperial guards had misunderstood one thing. Perhaps it was the Farrell family's formidable reputation for martial prowess, and the way I wielded my sword, that led them to mistakenly believe I was skilled in swordsmanship. But in reality, my forte is not close-quarters combat. The reason I deliberately broke into the encirclement earlier was simply to avoid accidentally injuring Yueying. Now that Yueying is behind me, and there's nothing to worry about in front of me, I can unleash my newly learned techniques.

"Ancient spirits of lust, I, in the name of John Farrell, enter into a pact with you. I will dedicate my life to the impulses of lust and provide you with the energy of lust. Therefore, lend me your power and submit to me. Come forth, lustful spirits!"

The magical technique that had once routed the Ten Tigers of Water City twelve years ago was recreated in Alibuda. In just a moment, four charred corpses, having performed a self-immolation act, appeared before me. This unprecedented and wondrous magic terrified the group of royal guards who only knew martial arts, causing them to retreat in panic. I didn't even need to use the Hellish God of Lust to suppress the situation.

"Wait, what kind of magic is this?"

As the royal guards began to retreat, gaps appeared in the encirclement, and a silver-gray figure suddenly emerged from the darkness. A cloak concealed his face, making it impossible to see clearly, but judging from the guards' bowing and saluting attitude, he was clearly the leader of the royal guards.

I recognized all the high-ranking officers in the palace, but I was certain I had never seen this person in the palace before. Therefore, he must be a secret agent head specializing in handling clandestine missions for the royal family. I remembered recently reading information about a secret agent head highly trusted by His Majesty the King, who had been stationed in the provinces for many years. So, no one on Sara's side recognized him. Could it be that because of my incompetence, this guy was transferred back?

"Eh? You…it's you! It really is you! Hahaha, great! I haven't forgotten your face for a single day in the past ten years!"

Although I shouldn't have seen this person before, she seemed to recognize me. Her maniacal laughter was mixed with deep-seated hatred and resentment, as if we had once sworn an insurmountable feud.

The hood was lifted, and the face revealed not only shocked me, but also left Yueying utterly astonished. It wasn't a human face, but a leopard's head with a human expression. When the entire cloak was flung open, revealing a muscular body clad in soft armor, a leopard's head and a human body, I immediately cried out. I never imagined that this head of the secret service, working for His Majesty the King, was actually one of the Ten Tigers of Water City from back then.

"You wouldn't believe there are survivors among us, would you? I've been looking for you for so long. For the past twelve years, I've sworn to find the murderer and avenge my nine brothers. I never imagined... it would be you."

"This... ma'am, you seem to have made a mistake. Twelve years ago, I was just a kid. How could I possibly have killed your brothers and sisters? Besides, I was clearly kidnapped by the Ten Tigers of Water City back then, and I was unconscious the whole time with the Second Princess. How could I possibly have any means of..."

"How do you know? I was a little suspicious at first, but now I'm sure it's you!"

In my haste to clear my name, I overlooked the fact that my own words were flawed, which in turn confirmed my involvement. The more I said, the more mistakes I made.

Things had developed to this point, and it was impossible for me to avoid taking action. I had no choice but to grit my teeth and fight this battle. Fortunately, I finally had some confidence in my abilities. With the gains from this time-travel journey, fighting a tough battle shouldn't be too difficult.

Unfortunately, I overlooked a very important key.

For me, eliminating the Ten Tigers of Water City was just a matter of a few hours ago, but for the half-beast woman before me, it had taken a full twelve years. A few hours of rushing around versus twelve years of diligent training—the vast difference between the two is enough to change many, many things.

I chanted the incantation and used the Lustful Spirit attack again, but this time, the attack pattern, which should have been invincible, encountered problems. First, I was hesitant and didn't have time to cast a Lustful Barrier to assist, thus weakening the attack's power. Second, when over a hundred pink flames entered the half-beast woman's body at once, she didn't spontaneously combust like the previous imperial guards. Instead, she roared, her strong muscles bulging, her inner energy flowing freely, actually forcing out and destroying all the Lustful Spirits that had entered her body.

I encountered a similar situation a few hours ago. The Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon used the same method to force out my lustful spirit. However, the message it conveyed was that this half-beast woman, who might have been defeated by me before, had, after twelve years of arduous training, now possessed a sixth-level cultivation level far superior to mine. Against an expert of this caliber, I was destined to lose.

Realizing this came rather late. I tried to change tactics to turn the tide, but they already knew my true nature and were enemies of the mages, pressing forward relentlessly, giving me no chance to use spells, let alone summon the Hellish Lustful God.

Soon, several wounds appeared on my body, bleeding profusely. If this continued, defeat and death would likely be inevitable. Moreover, judging from the opponent's clenched teeth, they probably wouldn't let me die peacefully. This was no time to worry about saving face; I should call for reinforcements.

A master with sixth-level cultivation was indeed difficult to deal with, but there were four people nearby: Ryan Buffett, Hui Xiuchu, Leng Linglan, and Lun Feier. Any one of them could easily resolve this crisis; there was no need to fight to the death here. I found an opening,

took a deep breath, and was about to shout for help when the enemy, as if anticipating this, swung a heavy slash. I blocked it with my Hyakkimaru, successfully severing the enemy's weapon, but the powerful force of the sixth-level cultivation caused my hand to split open, my entire arm to ache and go numb, unable to lift, and I had no time to parry the enemy's fatal blow.

"Stop!"

As if stunned by the scene, Yueying, who had been hiding behind me, suddenly snapped back to her feet, lunging forward to shield me from the enemy's attack.

"Sister!"

I was terrified and quickly pulled her back, covering her with my own body. Even if the enemy's attack broke my bones, I couldn't care less.

At that critical moment, a deadly bolt of lightning flashed, ripping through the cold night sky and the fireworks above, slashing down with overwhelming force. Strangely, amidst its unparalleled domineering aura, this purple-gold lightning evoked a sense of sorrow, a heart-wrenching pain, as if one were reading a poignant love poem…

Everyone froze under the blade's light, except for the half-beast woman with the highest cultivation level, who could still move. This chillingly beautiful light, so beautiful it shattered dreams, was aimed directly at her. In the blink of an eye, she reacted, not only retreating several steps but also raising her steel claw weapon to retaliate with all her might.

The blade flashed like a dream, a dream shattered and reborn.

The cold, slashing edge, upon colliding with the steel claw, sparked dazzling sparks, easily slicing through metal, drawing a powerful arc.

Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent. The half-beast woman's hand fell limply to her sides, as if in utter utterances of incoherent fear.

"One...one day invincible, heaven above all...you've mastered the Shattered Dream Blade, that's truly...truly..."

With these words, a horrifying bloodstain appeared on the half-beast woman's forehead, rapidly expanding. Then, with a agonizing explosion of flesh and bone separating, her entire body exploded from the wound on her forehead, leaving her in two halves, a mangled corpse lying on the ground.

The last survivor of the Water City Ten Tigers, after surviving for twelve years, still couldn't escape the fate of being dismembered. After her gruesome death, a majestic and imposing figure appeared before Yueying and me. The Lion King Golden Sword in his hand gleamed with a chilling sharpness; his once dignified face was now shrouded in a chilling and murderous aura. He seemed less like a kind and amiable president and more like a seasoned soldier, his presence, imbued with the power of his previous single strike that slew a level six expert, intimidating the entire scene.

"Leave no one alive here,"

Ryan said calmly, and immediately someone began to carry out the order.

Hui Xiuchu, who had arrived at some unknown time, wielded his signature curved blade, easily cutting down every masked guard who tried to escape. These guards, sent out on missions, were themselves quite skilled, but compared to true masters who had fought countless life-or-death battles, their combat abilities were vastly inferior.

Hui Xiuchu's blade, perhaps honed from some assassination style, concealed himself in the deep darkness with each strike. The curved blade, like a crescent moon appearing suddenly in the sky, flashed by with a muffled groan and a splatter of blood, but by the time people looked in the direction of the sound, he had already vanished without a trace, returning to the darkness once more.

Soon, the entire garden fell silent. All the royal guards secretly sent by His Majesty the King had been slaughtered by Hui Xiuchu. He didn't remain idle; he took out powder from his robes and poured it on each of the corpses he had killed, dissolving them without a trace.

"King Alibuda sent royal guards with treacherous intentions, and they were killed by the President of the Golden Flower Federation."

Such a scandal would be disastrous if it got out, so destroying all clues was absolutely necessary. However, seeing how skillfully Hui Xiuchu killed and disposed of the bodies, as smoothly as those old, immortal monsters in my house, I seriously suspected that perhaps his real job wasn't a tracker, but rather a secret assassin for the Golden Flower Federation.

"Are you alright?"

Ryan, his serious expression gone, sheathed his Lion King Golden Sword and came over to inquire about our condition. He said he had come to check on us after noticing that Yueying and I had been gone for quite some time, and happened to witness this dramatic scene.

He spoke smoothly, but I had my doubts. This mighty lion could learn any martial art, but he just had a screw loose and chose to practice that "Wife-to-Husband Knife Technique" that shatters the dreams of lovers everywhere. It is indeed very strong, but it's so strong that all his wives ran away. What's the point of having the title of Turtle Knife King? What's worse, he got addicted to it himself and even recommended it to me, wanting me to practice it with him too. That's really absurd.

(Ah, he's gay, no wife, so he's not afraid of his wife leaving him. So the true meaning of this Shattered Dream Blade technique isn't the "Wife Leaves Him" technique, but the "Gay God Blade" technique…

Thinking about it this way, the "Wife Leaves Him" technique truly lives up to its name. If Ryan hadn't practiced this ultimate technique, how could Yueying have inexplicably followed me?

(This half-beast woman's skill is remarkable; I've never seen many orcs with such good martial arts in my life…

Ryan said the situation just now was very dangerous. If he hadn't killed the enemy with one strike, Yueying and I would have been doomed. So he went all out, recklessly using his still-unmastered ultimate technique, "Invincible for a Day, Heaven Higher Than Earth," to kill the half-beast woman. But because this ultimate technique wasn't fully mastered, his qi and blood were somewhat disordered, and he needed to adjust his breathing.

"I'm really sorry, is the situation serious?")

"It's alright, but you did a great job just now. I'm very happy to see your performance."

Ryan patted my shoulder heavily, his expression genuinely pleased. I awkwardly accepted his praise while glancing at Yueying. She seemed still recovering from the shock, her pale face making me want to protect and cherish her. When I looked at her, she was also looking at me, but our eyes met briefly before she looked away again.

How much does Yueying really feel for me? Judging from the life-or-death situation just now, I think it's not hard to prove it. But how can I break through the real barriers between us and reconcile with her? This is really troubling. Sigh... I've been busy most of the night, and I haven't even had a chance to say a single word to Yueying!

"It's too chaotic here, I want to go back."

Yueying walked towards Ryan, seemingly wanting to lean on her husband's tall frame to avoid my gaze, but Ryan surprisingly stopped her from getting closer.

“Princess Sakura, running away won’t solve the problem. For the past twelve years, you’ve sought refuge in my safe haven, but I haven’t been able to warm your heart… It’s time to find a harbor where you truly belong. John is a good man; bravely tell him your heart’s truth, and he will surely accept you… all of you.”

Ryan spoke slowly, his tone calm and gentle, yet with an unwavering resolve. These words left Sakura speechless, while I almost ran over and kissed him in ecstasy. Even if he was gay, he was still a radiant, dazzling man. After saying these words, Ryan turned and left, giving Sakura and me time to talk alone. I didn’t speak first, but waited for Sakura to speak, encouraging her courage with a smile.

“I…I…”

Yueying's face was pale, and she seemed very scared. She dared not speak her mind and hesitated for a long time, but she could not finish her sentence. I was not in a hurry, because I already understood what she wanted to say. No matter what she said, I had already thought of a reply that would make her smile again.

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