Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 6, Chapter 8

Chapter Eight, the Ghost Ship

and Phoenix's tryst on the watchtower, was quite a unique experience. However, we didn't get to enjoy it for long because a sudden thick fog rose from the sea, causing the pirates to clamor, and Phoenix had to go down to deal with it.

I took the opportunity to ask the pirates, and if all went well, we would reach the rebels' assembly port in another night. Considering that some things needed to be discussed beforehand, I returned to the cabin and asked Ah Xue to fetch Mao Yan'an to discuss the situation after arrival.

“Nephew, Xueya said you're Admiral Li’s… uh, I mean, her lover, oh no, I mean an old acquaintance. You're an old acquaintance of Admiral Li, so this meeting will definitely bring you some benefits. Maybe you can even become a general or marshal under her. Don't forget to take care of us then.”

“Benefit, benefit, benefit? You're a painter, all you think about is getting something for yourself. What kind of lousy artist are you?”

“Don't say that! Even the greatest artist needs to eat. Nephew, don't you spend your free time rummaging through dead people’s wallets?”

“That’s different. In short, one should have ambition. If we just swagger in like this, using old acquaintances to curry favor and ask for benefits, what will people think of us? They'll definitely see us as sycophants and despicable opportunists!”

“But… aren’t we?”

"Damn it, even if we are, we can't let anyone see it. Do we have to tell everyone everything? Are you going to write 'I'm an old lecher' on your forehead, and Ah Xue 'I'm a big-breasted girl'? I've already thought it through. When we arrive, we won't reveal our identities immediately. We'll blend into the crowd, starting from the bottom, until we've achieved something and made a real difference.

Only then will we proudly reveal our names and show our heroic abilities." As usual, when I slammed my fist on the table and spoke with righteous indignation, the other two had no objections, they just clapped. As for the leopard… I picked up a bone with meat on it from the kitchen, and it naturally had no objections.

Of course, I didn't care much about a heroic image. More than putting on a heroic act, I hoped to meet Hua Mei as soon as possible. However, meeting Hua Mei didn't necessarily have to be public, but to find an opportunity to get close to Neon, it had to be done secretly. If I appeared publicly, Neon and the others would definitely be on guard, making it difficult for me to get close to the sisters.

I'll use a fake name and identity to sneak in as a low-ranking soldier. This way, I'll have the most room to maneuver and be the least likely to be suspicious. Another major reason for my decision is...

"Besides, don't forget, we're wanted criminals now."

"Y-you're right."

Ah Xue is alright, but I, who publicly kicked the king in the groin before escaping Sara, and Mao Yan'an, who was later found to be "just a character in a book and doesn't exist," are both wanted criminals by Alibuda, who is requesting the assistance of various countries to capture them.

Mao Yan'an is a little better off; although Leng Linglan remembers his appearance and personally drew a wanted poster, she still doesn't know who he is. He's nameless and has no way to capture him. But it's different for me. They say I intended to rebel, attempted regicide, and may even have colluded with the assassin of the Golden Flower Federation's president. They hope the countries will assist in capturing this traitor and sending him back to be skinned alive.

(That heartless bitch, she's already trying to murder her husband before even sleeping with him...

I'm furious, but I can't do anything about this frigid shrew. And if we come to the East China Sea honestly with such a high-profile manhunt, who knows what kind of treatment we'll receive? The resistance is desperately short of manpower and supplies and desperately needs support from other powerful nations on the mainland. Alibuda is a force we can't afford to offend; we might get kidnapped by the resistance as soon as we enter, just to try and secure their aid.

Hua Mei, oh Hua Mei, it's not just women who are clever; men can use their brains too.

"By the way, my dear nephew, I have another question."

"You old dog, so many questions! Ask away!")

"Do we have a specific goal for this trip to the East China Sea? Although there are many opportunities here, without a main objective, we could easily end up with nothing."

Admittedly, Mao Yan'an's words hit the nail on the head, so we briefly reorganized our plans. Originally, we came here to look for opportunities, but now the clues are becoming clearer, and the so-called opportunities are no longer just abstract concepts, but concrete goals.

The coastline of Yiping, that Sea God's Palace filled with gold and silver treasures—no one can easily forget that. Although figuring out how to find our way forward, and how to break through that Arhat Formation, these... These are all thorny issues, but I've made up my mind that before leaving Donghai, I must make one last trip to Baoshan and bring back some good stuff.

A man can't be obsessed with money. Having traveled all this way to Donghai, if I leave without establishing any prestige, Hua Mei will definitely look down on me. Therefore, I want to help the resistance fight a resounding victory and give the Black Dragon Society a major setback. An organization as large as the Black Dragon Society can't be dismantled in a single battle, especially since it currently holds a firm advantage. However, if we can weaken its strength through a series of small victories, defeating it isn't entirely impossible.

These are things I can be honest about with Mao Yan'an and A Xue. As for the more secretive part, it's about women.

I'm a sane man, of course I wouldn't be stupid enough to talk about rekindling my relationship with Yu Hong. Given our terrible relationship, she'd be being very polite if she didn't chop me into eight pieces the moment we met. But even if a man doesn't intend to harm a tiger, a tiger might still have malicious intent. Half of the reason I came all this way was for her fiery, rebellious, and wildly white body. How could I be satisfied without having sex with her ten or eight times?

Wealth, fame, and women—of the three, I'm most interested in the third. It's just a pity that, apart from Phoenix, most people who ask me what I'm doing in Donghai... At that moment, I couldn't directly answer with "doing it with women," so in that sense, Phoenix and Mao Yan'an might actually be kindred spirits to me.

The dense fog's impact on us was that it persisted until the next day; we were completely disoriented. Listening to the pirates' worried conversations, they were concerned that if we missed our destination, we might not only fail to reach our destination but also be dragged into the battle.

This prediction seemed quite accurate. On the evening we sailed closer to the rebel headquarters, the fog remained thick. Although we knew it was evening, we couldn't see the sky.

"Nephew, something's not right. Do you remember what we heard on our way here about the reason the Black Dragon Society defeated the rebels last time?"

"You mean... the dense fog when the rebels retreated?"

"The East China Sea's climate is strange and unpredictable. A fog can last for days. Don't you find that too odd?"

"Could it be that Black Witch again, performing some kind of ritual?"

Mao Yan'an's words alerted me. I was about to rush over to warn the sailors when suddenly a melodious song reached my ears, and my consciousness began to blur.

It was a very seductive voice, swirling and lingering, the delicate transitions resembling the panting breaths of a man and woman in intercourse, arousing the imagination and involuntarily arousing lust and quickening the blood.

Perhaps it was because of my magical cultivation, although my mind was hazy and my consciousness was unclear, a warning signal still rang in my mind, telling me that something was amiss. I tried my best to maintain a sliver of clarity, not letting the lingering, passionate song steal my consciousness.

In comparison, the man beside me, who had no magical protection, made me so ashamed that I wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Almost as soon as the song began, Mao Yan'an's eyes changed instantly, rationality vanished, his bloodshot eyes like those of a beast in heat. Then he pounced on the bedpost, grabbed it, and began to rub against it vigorously.

"Ahhh~~ Ruba~~ Ahhh~~ Ruba~~ Ahhh~~ Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

I didn't know what those sounds he was making meant, and I had absolutely no interest in knowing, because watching a man go into heat right in front of me was hardly a pleasant sight, especially when he clung tightly to the bedpost and started making high-pitched "ooh ooh" noises. I broke out in a cold sweat, goosebumps popped all over my body, and I almost woke up from the control of the song.

But in the end, the influence of the song still held me in place, making me feel like I was falling into a long and deep dream, my consciousness sinking deeper and deeper, completely oblivious to everything around me, until a terrifying coldness struck, chilling me to the bone, as if every bone in my body was frozen; I smelled a putrid, bloody stench, as if my whole body was being immersed in a pool of blood, and I was going crazy with the agony.

Then, a shrill scream from the depths of hell, like the anguish of countless vengeful spirits, made me feel as if I had been torn to pieces, in unbearable pain, and I woke up instantly.

"Wow..."

"Master, are you alright? I'm sorry, this is the only method I can use for now, you..."

"No... don't worry... I think I'm fine."

The moaning sounds, like those of a man and woman making love, still echoed in my ears, but having been stimulated by Ah Xue's magic, I had already regained my senses and was temporarily undisturbed.

The situation was truly dangerous. When I regained consciousness, I found myself on the deck, my upper body completely naked, my pants pulled down to my knees, my erection exposed, my left hand clenched there, and three feet in front of me was the deck for jumping into the sea. Ah Xue was standing not far from me, her beautiful eyes filled with worry. If she had woken me up any later, I don't know what I would have done.

Not wanting to be too embarrassed, I quickly put my pants back on; Ah Xue looked at my overly erect penis, blushed slightly, then squatted down, gently brushed her hair behind her ear, and gently opened her cherry lips for me. Her alluring, sexy expression was truly irresistible. If it weren't for that deafening explosion that jolted me awake, I would have definitely pounced on Ah Xue first and taken her down.

"Boom!"

The deafening explosion made me turn around hastily, only to realize the situation was dire. Our ship had somehow found itself on the battlefield. Fire arrows and volleys rained down from the sky, all fired from west to east, accompanied by frequent close-range cannon fire that sent plumes of water gushing from the sea. The flames from the burning ships were so intense that even the surrounding fog couldn't conceal them; the battle was at its most fierce stage.

But this battle was a one-sided massacre. Those seductive songs were coming from the eastern fleet, while the western fleet, bewitched by the songs, was completely subdued and unable to retaliate. As for the situation on their ships, one only needed to look at ours to know.

All the sailors were either staring blankly as they masturbated, or, like Mao Yan'an, rubbing their eyes bloodshot against a cylindrical object. Some were even worse off, several burly men huddled together, kissing and thrusting into each other, all with blissful smiles and lewd chuckles. Such a disgraceful sight—perhaps those robbed and murdered could rest in peace in heaven?

I didn't see Phoenix; I don't know where she went, but given her cunning nature, she would have surely run away long ago in this situation.

"What a vicious scheme! The Black Dragon Society's move is truly ruthless."

"Master, how do you know which side is the Black Dragon Society and which is the rebels? The fog is still very thick; Ah Xue can't tell."

"Because besides the Black Dragon Society, no one in the East Sea would be so despicable. And... didn't you see that all the ships in the east are painted black?"

Having distinguished friend from foe, the immediate priority is to launch an actual attack. But the most urgent task to reverse this situation is to stop this seductive, bewitching song. I asked Ah Xue if she had the ability to emit another ghostly wail, to awaken the rebels in the west as she had awakened me.

"I... I can't... That voice isn't just from one person, nor is it just from a magician. I don't know the principle behind that voice... My power isn't strong enough to fight against such a large group."

You do, Ah Xue. When you were Tianhe Xueqiong, you had this power. "Your magical cultivation at the seventh level rivals that of the five strongest in the world, enough to rival a hundred ordinary mages. As long as you unleash your true power, this situation won't be difficult for you."

This thought echoed in my mind, before I gently patted Ah Xue's apologetic face and began devising another plan.

When things reach a dead end, change is necessary; change leads to success. On a battlefield of thousands, changing the course of events with one person isn't impossible, but we aren't the peerless powerhouses of the five strongest. To achieve the same result, we must rely on our ingenuity.

A quick wit led me to a risky plan: first, have Ah Xue wake the people on the ship. This wasn't difficult; Ah Xue released undead spirits, their vengeful souls entering and exiting the bodies, causing them to howl and awaken. Facing the absurd things they had done while in a daze would be a severe blow, but I didn't give them time to adjust. I ordered them to obey my command and sail the ship, taking advantage of the thick fog to circle around to the rear of the eastern fleet.

This is tantamount to asking them to directly participate in a war between two armies. No one with a sound mind would agree to that, but those without a brain don't need to worry about this problem. I swiftly drew my sword, killing two sailors to establish my authority, and then threatened the crew, saying that the beautiful, busty woman beside me was actually a ruthless and vicious black magician. If they didn't obey me, I would kill all the crew members and turn them into undead zombies with black magic, and I wouldn't be afraid of them disobeying.

This threat was quite effective. The pirates, unaware that Ah Xue was actually soft-hearted, believed my words without a doubt after seeing her surrounded by specks of ghostly green light. They cursed loudly and sailed the ship as I instructed.

During this time, I asked them where their captain was. A big-breasted man ran over and asked me if I had anything to say. It seems that Phoenix not only disappeared, but also lost her control over these people's memories. What a heartless and ungrateful devil! Just the night before, we were all lovey-dovey, but when trouble came, she ran away without even saying goodbye.

Using the dense fog as cover, the ships silently circled behind the Black Dragon Society fleet. Regardless of their actual combat skills, these pirates were indeed adept at stealthily approaching, and the situation was developing in our favor. After a round of rocket and cannon fire, the Black Dragon Society fleet began hand-to-hand combat. Most of the ships left their original positions and headed towards the western rebel fleet, leaving only two ships anchored.

According to Ah Xue's confirmation, the magical song emanating from the black ship on the left was indeed coming from there. We, who had been poised for action, charged forward like tigers released from their cages. To

put it bluntly, it was just a ramming attack, because I didn't believe these pirates would be kind enough to fight for me. From their eyes, I could see they were all prepared to ram the enemy ship and then immediately surrender and turn against me. Therefore, Ah Xue, who had been standing beside the helmsman, stopped him from making an emergency turn at the last moment.

"Ah! What's going on?"

"Damn it, get out of the way!"

With a simple shout, I, who had already rushed to the mast, suddenly thrust out my sword. Hyakkimaru cut through iron like mud. In the flash of the cold sword light, the mainmast, as thick as my waist, was instantly severed. The huge wooden pillar, along with the sail, crashed down, becoming the perfect ramming point.

The enemy ship seemed to be on alert. I sensed the natural elements in the surrounding space were stirring, as if a mage was preparing to cast a spell. But at that moment, a shrill howl like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts erupted from our side. Hundreds of flashing, eerie green lights, like countless stars or tiny flying knives, shot wildly towards the enemy ship, interfering with their counterattack.

"Boom!"

Whether to evade or stop it, it was too late. As our ship lost speed and rammed forward, the massive ram formed by the falling mainmast crashed through the enemy ship's hull with a deafening roar, causing a massive tear. The momentum didn't stop there; our entire ship followed, and the powerful impact tore both ships apart, causing severe damage.

Our bow was almost completely destroyed, reduced to a pile of shredded wood. The enemy ship fared even worse; the impact nearly snapped it in half. The initial ramming blow directly struck the hull, tearing a large gash in which seawater rushed in, accompanied by a torrent of blood. This alone demonstrated the casualties and losses on board.

The enemy ship had many mages; Ah Xue alone had no chance in a long-range magical duel. However, by closing the distance and employing appropriate physical attacks, she could turn the tide of battle. In this respect, wisdom and insight are far more useful than magic. As a large amount of blood flowed from the enemy ship's hold like a stream, the seductive voice ended.

The entire battle began to change from that moment. No longer swayed by the bewitching song, the resistance forces awoke from their daze and launched a counterattack against the Black Dragon Society fleet. At the same time, another support fleet of the resistance forces arrived on the battlefield, encircling the Black Dragon Society fleet, which had ventured too far into enemy territory. They were attacked from both sides, and in the blink of an eye, the tide of battle turned.

Flames, thick smoke, and the screams of the dying began to appear on the Black Dragon Society's ships. The wheel of fortune turned very quickly. Although the Black Dragon Society's ships were much larger and more sturdier than the resistance ships, in close combat, the resistance fighters jumped onto the enemy ships and gained the upper hand in melee combat, slowly deciding the outcome.

"Master, that's great! Be careful!"

Ah Xue's joyful cheer turned into a cry of alarm. The escort ship next to us, after realizing that its flagship had been attacked and fallen, quickly recovered from its shock and launched an attack. A hail of arrows and cannon fire rained down on us in the next instant.

If our ship had a decent defensive capability, Ah Xue's magic could have put up a serious fight with the enemy ship. However, after that suicidal attack, our ship was already severely damaged. After being bombarded by the enemy at close range, it had already begun to list and take on water. It was about to sink, and there was no room for resistance.

"Master? What should we do?"

"Nonsense, are we going to commit seppuku? Of course, we should jump ship!"

Without thinking, I grabbed Ah Xue and jumped off the right side of the ship. Before the ship sank, we swam away as far as we could. If we were even a moment late, we would either be shot down by the approaching enemy ships or swept away by the whirlpools and currents of the sinking ship.

"Master... the water... the water is so salty."

"Damn it, since we came to the East Sea, why are we falling into the water every day? Have we offended the Sea God?"

This was the third time I'd fallen into the sea in just a few days, and I was furious with my situation. Fortunately, the seawater wasn't as icy as last time, and Ah Xue still had some strength. Although all I could see was the vast ocean and ships, with no land in sight,

I believed it wouldn't be as dangerous as last time. Moreover, a rescue boat appeared quickly. As Ah Xue and I drifted on the sea, a small, capsized boat appeared before us, upside down. I didn't know where this boat came from, but for Ah Xue and me, it was undoubtedly a lifesaver. However, before I could grab it, the small boat suddenly capsized again, revealing a man and a leopard that had been hiding underneath.

"B-Uncle? Why are you here?"

"Does it even need to be said? My dear nephew, you're known for your 'one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand.' Seeing that you wanted those pirates to fight alongside you, I knew they were all doomed. I took Violet and hid near the escape boats early on. While you guys rammed the enemy ships, we launched the boats to escape."

One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand?

I didn't like that assessment, but looking out at the sea, nine out of ten of the pirates who had swum haphazardly to escape were now floating corpses, pursued by the enemy's arrows. It was hard for me to refute that.

We boarded a small boat, trying to get away from the battlefield now that the situation had stabilized, but things changed on the main battlefield a few miles away. First, a scream and a wail echoed across the sea for miles around, followed by a faint gray shadow shooting out from a burning ship.

(Finally, the enemy's commander has been forced out. Who is he?

In the firelight, the figure slowly became clear. I looked closely and saw a thin old man wearing a magnificent golden robe, holding a wooden staff. He leaped out of the burning ship. When he touched the water, he touched the surface with his staff, and the seawater quickly turned into a giant block of ice a foot long, allowing him to stand on it, showing considerable magical power.

"Who is this? He can't be some nobody, can he?"

"Nephew, you have a good eye. This demon is none other than the infamous and ruthless figure of the East Sea, one of the nine sea generals under the Black Dragon King, the Heavenly Sea Illusionary Monk.")

"The Illusionary Monk? The Black Dragon King is supposed to be a dark magician, how come he's even taking a monk under his wing?"

I frowned as I spoke, but then I noticed that the old monk seemed to have a wound on his left shoulder. He had pulled and destroyed what appeared to be some kind of short arrow, a weapon that looked somewhat familiar.

The Neon Sisters' Thunder Feather Star Arrow?

As if to confirm my thought, two figures shot into the sky from the fiery ship in the next instant, attacking the old monk from both sides.

One on the left, one on the right, beautiful figures with different styles and temperaments, yet both possessing the same snow-white wings and the same delicate beauty. The twin sisters' combined attack immediately gained the upper hand, forcing that damned Illusionary Monk into a corner with no chance to fight back.

"It's Yu Ni and Yu Hong!"

Ah Xue's voice sounded excited, and I really admired her for that. Back in the Southern Barbarian lands, Yu Hong hadn't treated her well, and there was no friendship between them. It was surprising that she was so happy to see them again after so long; she was really simple-minded.

At this point in the battle, everything became very clear: the Black Dragon Society's ships had been burned, and their soldiers were almost all dead or wounded, leaving them with no chance of victory. While the Heavenly Sea Illusionary Monk was not weak, a mage without warriors for cover was at a disadvantage in close combat. He was already injured, and then he was attacked from both sides by Yu Hong, especially Yu Hong's incredibly powerful Beast King Fist, which completely overwhelmed him. Unless he had a clever plan to escape, death in battle was likely inevitable.

(Strange, how come Yu Hong's power is almost the same as her sister's? She already possessed level six power when she underwent the blood exchange in the Southern Barbarians.

To my surprise, Ni Hong steadily maintained the advantage on the battlefield, looking down from a high position, while the old monk with demonic aura could only manipulate the giant ice, constantly trying to escape, but unable to find a way out. It seemed that defeat and death were imminent, but I suddenly felt something was wrong with the sea shrouded in thick fog.

Echoing my feeling, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped drastically, as if we had arrived at an ice mountain and snow mountain, and Xue's face turned pale. She hugged her body with both hands and trembled slightly.

"Xue, what's wrong?"

"There... there's a resentment... a lot of undead... a lot of blood... my undead are all restless... ugh..."

Seeing Xue's cold and trembling appearance, I quickly hugged her and tried to give her more warmth, but she still couldn't stop shivering.

(What is that? A necromancer who can defeat Ah Xue, what is it...?

I was momentarily distracted and neglected the development of the battle. When I looked over there again, I saw that Tianhai Illusion Monk was knocked away and fell into the thick fog. Neon chased after him, but let out two painful groans and was thrown out of the fog. At this moment, something that had been in the fog for some time slowly floated out.)

It was a ship of modest size, its deck riddled with holes, its sails rotten and torn, leaving only a few large tattered pieces of cloth fluttering in the wind, as if it might sink into the sea at any moment.

Yet, this dilapidated ship exuded a terrifying aura, for its hull was neither wood nor metal, but rather stark white skeletons; the entire ship was made of bones. The sailors, wielding knives, were also zombies, their skeletons covered in rotting flesh. The ship was surrounded by thousands upon thousands of eerie, emerald lights, flashing purple-blue specks one moment, then manifesting as male or female vengeful spirits, creating a chilling and terrifying atmosphere.

This was the most famous ghost ship in the East China Sea!

Before I could even process why the Black Dragon Society would use a ghost ship, my gaze was drawn to something: a sinister, alluring figure standing atop the ghost ship. Her sexy, glossy black leather attire accentuated her voluptuous, curvaceous figure—large breasts, a slender waist, and a shapely bottom—exposing large expanses of snow-white skin, making her the most striking feature of the entire ghost ship.

Her familiar, sexy figure and enormous, bat-like black membranous wings gave me an ominous premonition. In the brief instant she turned her head, her short purple hair, purple eyes, scarlet lips, and the sharp right claw encased in leather gloves confirmed my suspicions.

"Evil Lotus?"

The female thief who had joined forces with me during the attack on Martinles Fortress—should be training deep in the mountains—why was she in the East Sea? And riding a ghost ship, allied with the Black Dragon Society?

I was stunned, but had no time to investigate, as the ghost ship had already vanished back into the fog. I couldn't possibly catch it, but I was absolutely certain I would get to the bottom of this.

"Nephew."

"What is it now?"

I was a little annoyed, but also somewhat grateful to Mao Yan'an for waking me up. However, when he called me at this time, it usually meant there was trouble.

“I just noticed that this small boat seems to be painted black.”

“So what? Are you racist? Do you look down on black or black people?”

“No, it’s just that, as you said, black is the color of the Black Dragon Society, and the rebels seem to attack any black boat they see.”

Mao Yan’an sighed and said, “Two boats are surrounding us on each side. We can try to explain, but they seem to have already started shooting arrows. What do you think we should do now?”

There’s nothing we can do. I just regret that I didn’t choose the warmest month to come to the East China Sea because… this fourth time I’ve been adrift at sea in such a short time is really quite cold.

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