Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 5, Chapter 1

Chapter One: The Lustful Spirit

Among the various branches of magical studies, one school delves into the metaphysical physical world, with some scholars specializing in the relative relationship between time and space.

Don't underestimate this seemingly mysterious and bizarre concept. Without breakthroughs in this area of theory, no matter how many spells a magician concocts, they cannot create any related time magic. This applies not only to time magic but to all magic. Aside from a very few spells discovered by accident, over 90% of magic is developed by magic scholars who first establish the theoretical foundation, then develop practical techniques based on their papers, combine them into spells, and finally materialize into the magic we know today.

Every new technology, once developed, inevitably finds its application in combat and military applications—a point that is undoubtedly a lifelong regret and source of pain for many magic scholars. Therefore, a deep and wide chasm exists between top magic scholars and top magicians, with both sides harboring mutual prejudice.

Leaving aside these digressions, one academic question within that school of magic scholars' research remains unanswered to this day: Can humanity travel back in time and change the future?

This academic controversy, due to protests from elves and dwarves who argued it involved racial discrimination, was forced to change the question to "Can intelligent life forms travel back in time and change the future?"

But regardless of the change in subject, the unsolvable nature of the question remains, becoming a mystery debated endlessly by countless scholars in classical texts.

Ordinary magicians cannot experiment with this topic, because the magical power and talent required to cast time magic are so immense that even a qualified archmage might not emerge for centuries. Those magicians who spend ninety percent of their lives searching for truth in laboratories are even less likely to possess such skill. As a result, the mystery remains unsolved.

Half the answer to this question has now been found through my own experience: humans… intelligent life forms, can indeed travel back in time through certain means. However, can those who travel back in time truly change the future? Can they change their own future?

A scholar once proposed that a butterfly's accidental flapping of its wings, creating a gentle breeze, would, years later, evolve into a tornado thousands of miles away. This theory, known as the butterfly effect, while pointing to a mysterious causal relationship, fails to effectively answer my question because the word "fate" itself is simply too enigmatic and difficult to understand.

If there is such a thing as destiny, that the flapping of a butterfly's wings is destined to cause a tornado years later, wouldn't that count as changing the future? If a tornado is destined to occur somewhere in the future, and this butterfly is sent back in time by fate to flap its wings, wouldn't that count as changing the future?

We can't simply draw such conclusions because, within this seemingly simple cause-and-effect relationship, some scholars believe that there exists a force maintaining the balance of time. If the flow of time, which was originally flowing smoothly, collapses for some reason, then this force will reverse and restore it. This supreme theorem is called the "law of causality." Based on the feedback of the law of causality, even if humans travel back in time, they cannot change the future.

Why did I suddenly want to talk about these dry and boring theories of time?

Because I desperately hope that the law of cause and effect truly exists, if the future is destined to be unchangeable, then I, who should have survived to the future, would never have been killed at this moment.

I desperately need this doctrine to support my faith, because I am currently in a life-threatening situation. Returning to Sara City twelve years ago, I not only saw beautiful women, but also villains who had long since perished in history. This group of powerful thieves, known as the "Ten Tigers of the Water City," were still extremely dangerous even by the standards of twelve years later. Although three of them had already fallen, leaving only seven companions, when they surrounded me and launched a series of intense attacks, I really didn't know how I could escape.

If I were the only one trying to escape, it would be easier; however, my childhood self and Leng Linglan, two little devils, were being held hostage by the thief leader. If they weren't rescued, the Nine Ghosts Eagle Demon would kill them at any moment, especially little John, who not only had no ransom value but also had an irreconcilable feud with his family.

For this reason alone, and eager to escape, I had to step forward masked, becoming a mysterious masked hero, fearlessly protecting my own life while outnumbered and fighting against overwhelming odds, playing the part of a short-lived hero about to be killed.

"Damn it, if I don't kill this kid today, I'm not human!"

"Ha, a half-orc bastard is human? Go to hell! You think you can just kill him like that? Ask my buddies first!"

My so-called buddies were the four extremely ferocious-looking beasts waving their tentacles in front of me, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on the enemy, shielding me from their swords and spears.

Summoning four beasts in succession was far more physically demanding than summoning one at a time, a first for me, though this was partly due to my excessive caution. Purely in terms of strength, I should have possessed this level of power after my journey to the Southern Barbarians.

The combined attack of six enemies, by any measure, made them formidable foes, wielding weapons of considerable destructive power. However, the thick-skinned, pain-insensitive beast was a natural nemesis of melee combat.

Its soft, thick pink hide was impervious to sword and blade strikes, and even when struck by the two most muscular men wielding heavy hammers and steel shields—blows powerful enough to shatter ordinary warriors—while tearing large chunks of flesh from its hide, the beast, devoid of pain, remained oblivious and continued its assault.

The leopard-headed, humanoid half-beast woman, wielding sharp steel claws, skillfully used her agility, shifting between front and rear, attempting to disrupt the enemy with her speed. Against a normal enemy, she would surely be overwhelmed, but the beast was covered in tentacles; no matter which way it moved, a dozen tentacles would dance across its body, allowing it to counter her attacks with incredible speed.

Protected by my four reliable companions, I watched all this unscathed, pondering my next spell.

Besides summoning creatures, lustful magic also possesses a unique barrier incantation. Once cast, it envelops the surroundings in a pink mist, influencing the creatures within to become uncontrollably aroused. Normally, I use lustful barriers in bed to enhance arousal and prolong the act, but when summoning the lustful beasts, I mispronounced the incantation and accidentally cast a lustful barrier.

Since leaving the Southern Barbarian lands, I haven't had a chance to use it, and this time, two unexpected discoveries greatly surprised me. First, with the increase in my magic power, the lustful barrier was no longer pink, but a deeper brown, with both its aphrodisiac effect and duration improved; second, aided by the lustful barrier, the four lustful beasts were utterly fearless, their tentacles frantically wrapping around their enemies.

"What...what are these things? Sea monsters from the East Sea?"

"I don't know. I've roamed the world for years and have never seen such a monster before...oh dear."

"Be careful! These monsters are extremely vicious. They attack the chest or groin. Everyone be on high alert!"

Angry roars, accompanied by cries of embarrassed pain, rang out. The vicious bandits who had once ravaged the Kingdom of Alibuda were now at a loss, overwhelmed by these four strange and lewd beasts they had never seen before. Seeing that simple physical attacks were not very effective, the sorcerer among them tried to use magic.

Nothing in this world is perfect. I already knew that magic attacks were more harmful to lewd beasts, but now the situation was different. The sorcerer who wanted to chant incantations seemed unaware that he was inside the barrier I had cast.

Magic, this supernatural power, is inherently highly risky in many ways, especially when one is completely focused while chanting incantations. Both body and mind are defenseless during this time, leaving one utterly vulnerable to attack. The wizard, intending to attack from a distance with dark magic, assumed his companions would shield him from the lustful beasts, making it perfectly safe. However, the lustful barrier he overlooked made direct contact with his mind while he chanted the incantation. Compared to high-

level mental attacks in dark magic, this wizard, whose mind had come into intimate contact with the lustful barrier, was incredibly lucky. After all, the focus of lustful magic isn't on lethality, so he didn't immediately become a cripple or mentally impaired. Instead, he reacted as if he'd drunk ten bottles of potent aphrodisiacs, his nostrils flaring with white vapor, his eyes bloodshot. He instantly tore off his robes, threw away his wand, and charged towards the nearest female comrade.

"Women! I'll have all the women in the world!"

The two women closest to him, one a half-beast woman with a leopard's head and a human body, and the other a woman wielding twin daggers, quickly dodged as he charged at them like a mad tiger. The unconscious wizard, however, didn't stop and charged straight at him, only to have his limbs ensnared by the beast's tentacles amidst screams.

What followed was too gruesome to describe, but it was the first time I'd ever heard of a beast that, after seizing a male creature, would not only engage in indecent sexual relations but also devour it. The saying "when one is well-fed and warm, one thinks of lust" proves that lust and appetite are inseparable, but I never imagined this theory could be applied to a beast. As the beast slowly shoved the screaming wizard into its body, completing the "devouring," the eerie atmosphere suddenly silenced the entire battle.

"Hahaha, you bunch of wicked thieves! Today I'll show you the truth that good triumphs over evil! With me here, no matter what your schemes are, they will all fail in the end!"

I deliberately boasted about my advantages, while also feeling a rare surge of confidence. Knowing that the irreversibility of history was backing me up, I knew I couldn't possibly lose this battle. Even the troublesome black magician was dealt with so easily; compared to my past combat experience, my luck this time was exceptionally good.

Of the five remaining attackers, the two giants' heavy weapons were particularly sharp. Each strike to the lewd beast tore off a large chunk of flesh. If it weren't for the lewd beast, but ordinary wild animals, even a dozen or twenty would have been dead long ago.

Since my luck was so strong, perhaps I could try some things I hadn't dared to use before, to see how practical lewd magic was in combat. Techniques like the lewd energy bomb were beyond my pent-up desire, so I could only continue using summoning techniques.

The summoning techniques recorded in the erotic magic book include erotic worms, erotic spirits, erotic beasts, and the most powerful hellish erotic god. Erotic worms are the most useful little things for arousal in bed, but they are almost useless on the battlefield. It is said that when erotic worms mature, they will transform into translucent little creatures with butterfly wings, which are erotic spirits. However, since they appear in large numbers, the power required is almost the same as that of erotic beasts. Therefore, in battle, I always summon erotic beasts directly and have never used erotic spirits... until this day.

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

After I finished chanting the incantation, more than a hundred pink dots of light suddenly appeared around me, each about the size of a thumb. They gradually coalesced into semi-transparent humanoid creatures with butterfly wings, resembling the little fairies in legends that can only be seen by those with pure hearts. They flapped their wings and sprinkled specks of glitter, the pink radiance surrounding them flickering like a burning flame.

(Uh… I summoned them, but how do I use these weirdos? It

was my first time successfully summoning the Lustful Spirits, but I had no idea how to use them. Just then, the giant wielding the heavy hammer broke through the Lustful Beast defenses and charged towards me. I casually pointed to them, wanting to see what these little sprites, evolved from Lustful Insects, could do.

Frankly, the scene was completely unexpected. After I pointed, over a hundred Lustful Spirits, shimmering with pink phosphorescence, flew towards the enemy like a swarm of fireflies drawn to a flame. The giant was very skilled; even in the face of this sudden change, he could immediately lower his stance and wield his heavy hammer with impenetrable power, blocking ninety percent of the incoming projectiles, no matter how dense.

Unfortunately, these living, sentient Lustful Spirits were not like rigid projectiles. As the strong wind from the hammer's swing blew, the swarm of Lustful Spirits scattered, forming a sphere around the giant. Taking advantage of a gap in his hammer swing, they suddenly charged in en masse.) "Go!" I said, and we both entered the giant's body.

The giant roared, but then looked puzzled. There was no blood on his skin, and he seemed to feel no pain. Clearly, the erotic spirit's entry hadn't caused any harm. According to past practice, being struck by erotic magic usually resulted in the same ugly spectacle as taking too much aphrodisiac: ejaculation. So this time should be no exception.

But I was wrong. My luck was exceptional this time. The erotic magic I used seemed divinely aided, breaking through my past limits each time and displaying its true power. After confirming that he was unharmed, the giant was about to continue charging at me, but he suddenly stopped. The skin outside his clothes rapidly turned from dark to bright red, a glaring red that indicated an abnormal surge in his internal temperature.

Then, right before our eyes, he and his clothes turned into flames with a scream. When the half-scream ceased, the corpse lying on the ground was already eighty percent charred and cooked through.

(Is this... what they call being consumed by lust?

I looked at the charred corpse before me, a sense of realization dawning on me. The energy used in lustful magic is human sexual desire. This energy is extremely intense. At the moment of climax during intercourse, life and death, rise and fall, occur simultaneously. It can even be said to be the essence of life itself. The lustful spirit's attack infiltrates the living being's body, ignites this energy, catalyzes and amplifies it, causing the lust to rapidly spiral out of control, ultimately resulting in this self-immolation effect.

The founder of lustful magic was indeed a genius, to be able to devise such an unconventional and difficult-to-defend attack method, transcending the six known major magic systems. No wonder Famit once roamed the land, establishing an invincible reputation.

"This... this kid is a magician, a magician!"

"How could a magician suddenly appear? This wasn't what we agreed on beforehand.")

"What kind of magic is he using? What kind of summoning spell has this effect?"

The four remaining enemies in front panicked. Although ordinary martial artists find fighting mages troublesome and instinctively want to escape, they were too slow to realize the danger. When they tried to follow the usual military strategy of fighting mages with mages, they found that all their magical comrades had been killed or wounded, and there was no one left to use.

"Hahaha, look at your panicked state. Let me tell you, I am the number one expert in the Palace of Light, sent by the heavens to deal with you. Today you are fighting a battle you are destined to lose. If you know what's good for you, quickly admit defeat. Leave one arm each, and I may let you go."

Thinking that I was able to gain the upper hand against four opponents and that my magic power was still abundant, I felt that defeating the enemies would not be a problem. A sense of accomplishment filled my chest, and my voice even became louder.

"You are not from the Cihang Jingdian."

A cold, deep voice rudely interrupted my joy, accompanied by four chilling blade gusts of wind that instantly chilled my body and soul. These four

equally cold blade gusts of wind, yet containing opposing forces of extreme hardness and gentleness, pierced through the gaps in my four comrades' formation, each striking one of the four thick-skinned, fleshy beasts. With a single move, these four beasts, which had kept the six vicious thieves at bay for so long, disintegrated into a heap of pink flesh with a long, mournful cry, as if they had been slashed a thousand times.

I saw it clearly: the blade's force pierced through the air, first penetrating the lewd beast's body, then erupting from within. The two different types of blade force, one hard and one soft, produced different effects. Of the four bubbling piles of pink flesh, two disintegrated into pieces, while the other two scattered into fragments. But despite the different states of the lewd beast corpses, the fact remained the same: this man had defeated four lewd beasts with a single move… four enhanced lewd beasts protected by a lewd barrier, their resistance and regeneration should have been doubled.

Wielding two blades, appearing before me was none other than Nine Ghost Eagle Demon, the leader of the Ten Tigers of Water City, who had remained aloof and hadn't joined the battle. The disadvantage of his men had finally forced him to abandon guarding the hostages and personally join the fight. The two little devils he had captured, after being acupunctured, were placed with the girl in red, which gave me some reassurance. However, the situation instantly reversed, and I was now surrounded by the enemy. What should I do?

I'll try out my newly learned technique one more time.

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

A dazzling pink light appeared with the summoning. I rushed to attack, pointing my hand at the Nine-Headed Eagle Demon. More than a hundred formed lustful spirits immediately coalesced and shot towards the enemy.

"Boss! Be careful!"

"Watch out! This guy is very sinister."

Having learned from the experience with the giant man before, the tigers of Water City were very nervous, but the Nine-Headed Eagle Demon had no intention of dodging. He even sheathed his twin swords, letting the pink phosphorescence formed by the more than a hundred lustful spirits shoot into his body.

(What is he trying to do? This posture… given the power and skill of his attack, could it be that he intends to…)

A very ominous thought flashed through my mind, prompting me to react prematurely. Just as I had predicted, when over a hundred lewd spirits penetrated his body, the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon, like his companions before him, experienced a change in skin color and a rapid rise in body temperature. However, his face changed, turning from crimson to ashen, and this frigid, icy blue color quickly spread throughout his body. When he exhaled a breath of scalding hot air that distorted and swirled in the air, his expression returned to normal. The lewd spirits' attack had completely subsided. It was resolved.

This was a method I hadn't considered before—using overwhelming internal energy to forcefully suppress a high fever and burning desire. Unless one is a martial artist with extremely high cultivation, it's absolutely impossible to do this. The fact that Nine Ghost Eagle Demon could do it proves the strength of his martial arts.

Purely in terms of strength, I, a magician who had just gained some confidence, am no match for such a martial arts master. If I were to fight him to a draw or even defeat him, there is only one person within a ten-mile radius who could do it, and that is the Second Princess Leng Linglan… not the little girl who fainted on the ground, but the her twelve years later.

"Able to summon a lewd beast lost for hundreds of years, and wield the legendary lewd spirit—you're not using the techniques of those bald thieves from the Cihang Jingdian, but the super magic of the Grand Magister Famit."

The words of the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon startled me. This extremely wicked thief, a seasoned traveler with vast knowledge, recognized my carefully concealed secret at a glance. Judging from the bewildered expressions of his companions, they probably had no idea who Famit was.

But the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon was a discerning man; not only that, his greed for this priceless treasure was extraordinary. As soon as he forced the lewd spirit out of his body, he laughed wildly, "Great! Heaven has finally been kind to me, allowing me to discover Famit's lewd magic here! Once I obtain the Dark Summoning Beast, I won't even need to worry about that damned Gendo Farrell! Hahahaha..."

You're clearly a first-rate swordsman, not a magician. Even if you get the spellbook, what then? I have serious doubts about that. However, the book of erotic magic isn't on me, it's in my mind. If he wanted to get the erotic magic from me, he'd obviously have to torture me after capturing me. And judging from the anger in his laughter, the grudge I had with my perverted father goes beyond just losing an eye... If he discovers my connection to the Farrell family, then...

So, for safety reasons, after the erotic spirit's first attack failed, I silently chanted an incantation. Before he could finish laughing, I activated the erotic spirit again. This time, it wasn't aimed at the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon, but at his comrades. I don't believe everyone has such good cultivation that they can force out the erotic spirit that's inside their bodies purely with internal force.

His comrades were obviously aware of their own limitations. Seeing over a hundred points of pink phosphorescent light flashing and flying towards them, they were terrified. The leopard-headed woman who was at the forefront didn't even think, she rolled away and dodged far away, instantly creating a gap in the previously intact encirclement.

"You cunning rat, don't even think about running!"

"Only a tortoise wouldn't run!"

Having finally found an opening, if I didn't seize the chance to escape, I'd be a goner. But the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon was incredibly quick; the moment I summoned the Lustful Spirit, it saw through my plan to break through and immediately used its movement technique to chase after me. Luckily, I was prepared. I first scattered a few intimidating Lustful Insects to harass it, and while the Nine-Ghost Eagle Demon was dodging and its speed slowed, I summoned a Lustful Beast to entangle it.

"You wretched rat, is your strength really that weak?"

"Ha, guess for yourself."

I knew that Nine Ghost Eagle Demon doubted my strength, but I didn't mind him discovering that I was bluffing. With his keen eyesight, it was only a matter of time. I might as well take advantage of his suspicions to rescue the two kids and escape.

The time I gained was just right. I broke through the encirclement and ran to Leng Linglan's side in one breath. I picked her up from the unconscious ground, but when I looked up, I couldn't find my younger self. Even the red-clad heroine Huamei, who had been acupunctured and collapsed on the ground, was gone. Just as I was feeling bewildered, the other enemy was already chasing after me.

(What a rollercoaster ride...

I didn't have time to think too much. Before the enemy got too close, the nearby woods were my best refuge, so I picked up the little girl and ran quickly into the woods.

A brief chase ensued as I tried to catch the Five Tigers of Water City into the woods, only to be met with a barrage of traps: crossbow bolts, spiked steel spikes, and crude yet powerful gunpowder, leaving them in a state of disarray. I, feeling incredibly lucky, seized the opportunity to escape. After running a few steps, a beautiful figure in crimson blocked my way.

"Follow me."

When being chased, I never refuse a place to hide, especially when a stunningly beautiful woman is leading the way. Just looking at her swaying waist and shapely hips from behind is enough to be a feast for the eyes.)

“Since you are masked, you must have some unspeakable trouble. I won’t ask who you are, but I thank you… for saving my life.”

Hua Mei bowed to me. Her clothes were disheveled, her exposed white skin covered in dust, and her sword was broken in two. She was bowing to someone to express her gratitude, looking extremely disheveled, but the resolute and heroic spirit in her eyes did not dim. I had originally wanted to tease her a bit, to get closer to this fiery beauty, but I dared not be disrespectful and obediently returned the bow.

I put Leng Linglan down, and she put down Little John. While I was fighting the Tigers of Water City, Hua Mei had taken the opportunity to break free of her acupoints and ropes, and led Little John, who was closest to her, into the forest. The forest had long been filled with traps, originally intended to deal with the Ten Tigers of Water City, but… Before she could even use it, she and her companions had already suffered heavy casualties, leaving no chance to use it against the enemy.

The two little devils had their pressure points sealed by the Nine-Headed Eagle Demon, rendering them unconscious and unlikely to wake up anytime soon. I wasn't particularly concerned; as long as they were alright, that was enough. Besides, the Five Tigers of Water City were getting closer, seemingly having cleared away most of the external obstacles and would soon be coming in to search.

The Nine-Headed Eagle Demon charged ahead, brimming with murderous intent and rage, wanting to seize the erotic magic and, incidentally, slaughter all her enemies.

Seeing her father's killer drawing ever closer, Hua Mei's beautiful face was obscured by anger, her fists clenched tightly. She didn't notice that her prone, low-lying posture caused her clothes to droop, unexpectedly revealing her full, rounded breasts.

To get a closer look, I deliberately moved closer and whispered to her what grudge she held against the Nine Ghost Eagle Demon, wanting to know what entanglement existed between them.

"He...he killed my father and stole our clan's sacred martial art."

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