Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 2 Chapter 6

Chapter Six:

The special training for Zhizhi, the Goddess of Lust in Hell, was very effective. Of course, my ability to forge her identity was also considerable. Because we believed she was a noble lady from the capital, and we discovered her incredible talent and skill, the instructors who tutored her decided to jointly recommend Zhizhi for the competition, allowing Ah Wu and me to secretly chuckle behind the scenes.

Time flew by, and the competition began in the blink of an eye. Zhizhi, appearing as a dark horse, swept through the women's group, her progress unstoppable. Although she didn't know magic, I think her innate talent and

skill might have been blessed by the gods, allowing her to create works at will that others could only achieve with incantations. Zhizhi attracted a lot of attention in the competition, and the instructors from the art academy who tutored her spared no effort in promoting their disciple's outstanding talent. Her final work, an armor made from the skin of a water-fire demon dragon, successfully captured the amazement of all the judges, standing out among many entries.

This was obvious. Although the technical academy had many children of wealthy and powerful families, even the richest could only acquire griffin or thunderbird skins at most. Obtaining a wyvern skin from the Southern Wilderness was already a remarkable feat; how could they possibly get their hands on a dragon skin? Even if they found a dragon, without a top-tier expert to back them up, even sacrificing four or five thousand soldiers wouldn't guarantee a dragon-slaying victory.

The sheer advantage in materials was overwhelming. In comparison, Zhizhi's lack of magic and her somewhat clumsy sewing skills could be overlooked. And when, at my instruction, she announced that she would donate this work to the Nalivia Technical Academy, the judges unhesitatingly declared her the champion and bestowed upon her the glorious title of "Weaver."

However, both Zhizhi and I knew that the grudges of two generations, the grievances and heartache of sixteen years—she wanted far more than just that…

“After becoming a Weaver Girl, I will prove that what men can do, women can also do. Therefore, I will participate in the forging competition and win both categories simultaneously!”

This declaration caused a huge uproar in Nalivia. Even Awu was startled, not expecting me to take things so far. The Technician Academy saw this as a replay of events from sixteen years ago, and compared to those who genuinely hoped for her success, many more viewed it with schadenfreude.

Zhizhi's weakness in magic was undoubtedly a fatal flaw. Fortunately, her mother left behind some scrolls containing some astonishing secrets, making one regret that such a talented person hadn't won back then. Relying on these secrets, and with my help behind the scenes, Zhizhi, through risky methods, forged various weapons that, although lacking magical enhancements, still won the judges' approval.

Of course, things weren't that simple. As Zhizhi made it into the finals, some people began to suspect her identity and wanted to investigate. To stop these troublemakers, we went to great lengths. Although their envoys eventually discovered that no such person existed in the capital, these envoys were secretly intercepted by Awu's army upon entering the city and imprisoned in the dungeon.

There were also local dignitaries who were unwilling to let an outsider win and tried to influence the competition in secret, but perhaps it was their misfortune! When it comes to underhanded tactics, Awu and I were even more sophisticated, leading to several unknown interception battles. Later, it even escalated into a power struggle within Nalivia's military. The whole process could only be described as extremely thrilling, but that's not the point of this matter, so we won't go into it further.

In short, with our secret protection using all sorts of means, Zhizhi successfully entered the finals of forging divine weapons. However, at the celebratory banquet before the event, I didn't see this skillful young girl. Feeling uneasy, I went to her workshop and saw the furnace roaring fiercely. The girl sat slumped on the ground, her eyes bloodshot. On her arm, which a technician should take the utmost care of, there were more than a dozen bright red cuts from a dagger, still bleeding.

I didn't make a fuss; that was the last thing I needed at that moment. I tore off a sleeve and silently bandaged her wrist. Then I undressed Zhizhi and made love to her passionately beside the blazing furnace.

"Was something wrong?"

After we finished, I held Zhizhi and asked softly. Her emotions had calmed down a lot, but my question still made her look dejected.

"Husband, I...I might not be able to continue the competition."

"Oh? Why?"

"I...I can't forge it...No matter what I try, without magic, I just can't successfully modify the dragon tooth...Dripping blood doesn't work either, I've tried everything..."

Zhizhi looked up at me, her delicate face showing utter exhaustion, her eyes brimming with tears.

"I'm sorry, husband, I...I might not make it..."

Listening to the girl's sobs, seeing her cut wrists and her fingers bleeding from the shockwaves of the dragon tooth's magic, my heart ached. I knew that once again, I had no other choice.

"Zhizhi, don't you believe me anymore?"

"Of course not! How could I..."

"Then you just need to maintain this faith. I am the man who owns your life, your god. As long as you trust me, I can do anything for you."

Saying these boastful words, I said seriously, "I have a way to solve your problem, but this time, you must pay a heavy price. So, I hope you think it through carefully."

"What is the price I must pay?"

"Zhizhi, I want you to sell your soul again!"

"Huh?"

The world's magic and supernatural arts are based on five colors: black, white, cyan, red, and blue, divided into five major systems: darkness, light, earth, fire, and water. The first lesson in any magic textbook, after introducing the classification, invariably mentions two ironclad rules. First, cultivating magic and accumulating magical or spiritual power is different from a martial artist's cultivation of qi. It involves the fundamental principle of using oneself as a vessel to resonate with the power of nature, and there is absolutely no way to take shortcuts. Second, the five major categories of magic

are mutually reinforcing and restraining; it is absolutely impossible for one person to cast two types of spells simultaneously. Even in cultivation, it is almost impossible to practice two categories concurrently. According to these ironclad rules, it would be completely impossible for Zhizhi, who has never practiced magic, to possess powerful magical power overnight. However, as my perverted father often says, all principles in the world exist to be broken.

Back in the capital, when chatting with sorcerers from the magic team, I always enjoyed listening to their various secrets: a certain sorcerer had used forbidden magic to suddenly make someone who knew no magic incredibly powerful; by chance, sorcerers had created some kind of super-powerful cursed creature…

These were all examples of breaking the ordinary principles of magic. Although most of them were unorthodox and ended in failure, even if they succeeded, it was a Pyrrhic victory that outweighed the gains. However, they did leave a path for future generations, letting sorcerers know that someone had tried to break the limitations of magic, and that the principles of magic we believed in were not unbreakable…

The author of *The Book of Lustful Magic*, Grippardon Ekdor Hart Biledman, was the headmaster of a magic academy in an ancient country more than a thousand years ago. According to the information I found, he seemed to be a super-theoretical scholar who had never experienced actual combat. Perhaps because of this, he put forward many wildly imaginative and strange theories and wrote these ideas into his last work, *The Book of Lustful Magic*.

Inheriting this book, Famit Xiu Kamu, known as "the most lecherous magician in history" and invincible hundreds of years ago, revised it based on his incredibly rich practical experience in magic. Legend has it that Famit, having pushed his magical power to its peak and become invincible, lost his purpose in life and ultimately chose to die at the hands of the son born from his incestuous relationship with his sister. His earth-shattering magic was thus lost forever.

Those who admire the greatest legends in history and pursue the art of erotic magic probably never imagined that the contents of erotic magic books are far more complex than they seem. Both grandmasters of magic believed that living beings emit energy several times stronger than usual when experiencing emotional fluctuations, with the energy released during sexual intercourse being the most intense. Based on this, they developed many techniques that leave current magic levels in awe, including how to grant someone immense magical power overnight. To be more precise, their research results represent the dream of countless ambitious individuals throughout the ages: creating the strongest warriors. Both grandmasters unanimously believed that to break through the limitations of one's innate spiritual potential and possess magical power exceeding one's own capacity, the only way is through soul fusion. By skillfully fusing the souls of two different beings, they can complement each other and unleash power surpassing their original strength.

This is not a unique theory; many predecessors who worked on this approach started with similar arguments. However, fusing the souls of two beings without any side effects is virtually impossible. However, there are successful examples, such as the pinnacle of bio-magic: the Dragon Warrior.

When the gods created the world, they endowed each race with unique strengths and weaknesses: elves could use powerful magic but lacked strong bodies; orcs had strong bodies but lacked civilization and were not skilled in magic; dragons lacked intelligence but possessed terrifying power unmatched by any other creature, almost comparable to the gods. Dragons, arguably the strongest creatures in the world, can fly and possess innate, super-strong elemental magic; their bodies have terrifying self-healing abilities and extremely strong resistance to magic, making it difficult for even a dozen mages to cast spells on them simultaneously. Therefore, since the beginning of history, countless ambitious individuals and warriors have hoped to obtain the power of dragons.

Currently, among the five strongest beings in the world, the Dragon Maiden Li Huamei is a descendant of the legendary dragon, possessing the formidable power of the "Eight-Headed Golden Dragon," while the unfathomable "Black Dragon King" Kurosawa Kazuo's cultivation is also said to be related to dragons. This is the power of innate inheritance, but as for those who acquire dragon power later in life, it's a dream that exists only in legends.

During Famit's invincible years, he fought dragons, slaying them with magic and using it to complete the final move of his erotic magic book: Hellish God of Lust. According to him, when a dragon dies, its energy essence gathers in its brain, forming what's commonly known as the Dragon Core—the Dragon Soul. Absorbing this into one's body grants dragon power. By using one's own wisdom to compensate for the dragon's innate deficiencies, and by internalizing the dragon's magic and power, and cultivating accordingly, an invincible warrior is born.

However, such immense energy is impossible for any creature other than a colossal being like a dragon to withstand. Whether human, elf, orc, or even the rare giant, absorbing the Dragon Core results in their body exploding and dying. Therefore, this dream remains unfulfilled. However, according to the erotic magic book, with the right catalyst, this dream can be realized.

The preferred catalyst is an extraterrestrial mineral called Hamba Stone. Combined with the caster's sacrifice of their soul, it allows the creature to absorb dragon power. However, firstly, I'm not noble enough to sacrifice myself; secondly, finding such a rare meteorite, which might only fall from the sky once every thousand years, is simply impossible; and thirdly, I've heard that using Hamba Stone can cause a side effect called the "Blood Curse of the Gods," so I had to abandon that idea.

The secondary catalyst is pure celestial blood. This is even harder to find than the extraterrestrial meteorite in some ways. While dragons are rare, they still exist in the world, but where am I supposed to find a god and ask them, "Please give me some blood?"

Catalysts other than these two are all expired; while they might succeed, the effect is limited to three months at most, and a quarter of an hour at least, before the creature explodes beyond saving. Therefore, Famit himself admitted that this technology is not very practical. But, by sheer luck, I stumbled upon something that even the two grandmasters couldn't find. Tianhe Xueqiong, possessing angelic blood and capable of unfurling holy wings, has blood that is the ideal catalyst.

When I tore her wings, I also managed to preserve some of her blood, though not much, it was still useful. That brainless bitch killed the Water-Fire Demon Dragon for me. According to the Blood Nightmare Records, the Thousand-Year-Old Dragon is already considered a dragon, so a dragon core would form in its brain upon death. I have already obtained this information, acquiring the two most troublesome materials.

The original intention of the Hellish God of Lust was for the caster to use the blood of a celestial being and the soul and two spirits of a sacrificed woman to summon an ancient demon god amidst the powerful spiritual waves of sexual climax, allowing the demon god to possess the caster and attack the enemy. However, Famit modified this, using the supreme evil power of the ancient demon god to suppress the backlash of the dragon's power, forcing the dragon core to fuse with the host, creating a dragon warrior without any aftereffects.

To grant Zhizhi magical power using such a grand-scale spell is rather exaggerated, but I can't think of any other way to give her powerful magic overnight.

The inherent danger of magic itself, which has never been tested, coupled with the price of losing one's soul and two spirits, is the main reason I've hesitated to perform this spell. But now, we have no other choice.

"Have you made up your mind?"

To my question, the beautiful elven girl opposite me didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

"Is that so..."

I told Zhizhi the whole story of the spell, and since she had made her decision, I didn't need to say anything more. In life, there are many times when we have to make choices, even if these choices aren't the best, and may even be regrettable in later memories. But if we were to do it all over again, we would still only be able to make the same decisions, because from the beginning, we were limited in our choices.

Standing in the basement of this villa, I set up an altar according to the diagrams in the magic book. A giant magic circle, which had taken me a whole day to draw, was on the floor. In the center was a stone platform with undulating contours following the curves of the human body. Forty-nine candles were distributed around the magic circle, flickering with dim, yellowish light. In the inner circle were five incense burners, each burning a specific herb and ore.

These herbs and ores were extremely rare and high-grade materials in alchemy. I had been collecting them for a long time, and thanks to Nalivia's well-developed land and water transportation, which allowed her to gather all sorts of rare treasures, I had managed to gather several items. If I failed, there wouldn't be a second chance in the short term.

I sealed the power of the Dragon Soul, commonly known as the Dragon Pill, with a Dragon-Sealing Seal spell, placing it between my legs at my vulva. The most important ingredient, the catalyst, was tightly clutched in my palm. Using magic of level five or higher for the first time, I had to rely entirely on myself. My heart pounded with nervousness, and cold sweat poured down my back. It took me a long time to calm down and speak in a low voice.

“Then… lie down!”

“Mm.”

Zhizhi nodded and lay down on the stone platform. The cool touch made her let out a soft cry. In preparation for the spell, she wasn't wearing much clothing, only a white robe. Through the semi-transparent gauze, her full, snowy breasts and slender body were fully revealed to me, especially her round, pert, and beautiful buttocks, which were particularly alluring.

“Mm, let’s do it as usual.”

“Yes, husband.”

I also climbed onto the stone platform, and at my instruction, Zhizhi straddled me. Although we had intercourse many times before, this woman-on-top position was a first. Her shoulders trembled as she slowly pulled the gauze robe down, revealing her extremely bony, slender, and delicate body. Then, her soft hands grasped my penis, and she slowly sat down.

"Ah... Husband! Ah... It's going in..."

Zhizhi closed her eyes, positioning the hard, hot shaft against the center of her honey-dripping flower, as if making a declaration of determination. Her pink buttocks slowly pressed down, and after sinking to the bottom, she began to twist her snow-white, tender buttocks, thrusting back and forth.

The power of the Dragon Pill is unimaginably vast (imagine compressing all the energy of the Water and Fire Demon Dragon into one), so it must first be compressed using the Dragon Sealing Seal and placed in the woman's womb, absorbed through the all-encompassing power of the Womb-Conceiving Mantra. Of course, if it were a man, there would be another method.

As the intercourse continued, the Dragon Pill had entered Zhizhi's womb. At this moment, the Dragon Sealing Seal gradually weakened, and the power of the Dragon Pill increased. Zhizhi's lower abdomen also became hot, and even from the outside, a hazy red light could be seen, slowly increasing in brightness.

In many ways, the bodies of elves are more resilient than those of humans. Without the suppression of the magic circle and the Dragon Sealing Seal, Zhizhi would have endured temperatures exceeding a thousand degrees and instantly turned into ashes. Even so, I still didn't have much time. I began chanting the incantation for the Lust Barrier, amplifying Zhizhi's senses and urging her to reach orgasm immediately amidst the surging pleasure.

"Lustful spirits dancing in the sky, please convey my wishes in the air, open the evil barrier, accelerate the flow of desire. Badas, Vidafie."

The pink Lust Barrier enveloped the entire magic circle. Under the influence of the powerful magical amplification, in no time, Zhizhi completely abandoned her restraint, like a runaway mare, tossing her hair and galloping back and forth on my body. I felt the same stimulation. My entire penis was inserted, and the spasms of her petals almost made me lose all sensation. My consciousness was almost melting into Zhizhi's burning vulva.

In normal times, I would have let go and fully enjoyed this beautiful flesh before me, but this was a crucial moment in the ritual. I took out a hidden blunt dagger, dipped it in the celestial blood from Tianhe Xueqiong in a small bottle, and began to draw a series of totems and incantations on Zhizhi's snow-white skin between her chest and abdomen.

"Hmm...so, so wonderful...husband...I, I..."

Driven by the lustful barrier, Zhizhi displayed unprecedented allure and passion. Her small mouth warmly met mine, pressing tightly together. Our tongues intertwined, greedily sucking each other's saliva.

Drops of cloudy, lustful fluid sprayed out with their intense movements, landing on the magic circle on the ground and radiating an eerie crimson light. The blood-stained runes on Zhizhi's lower abdomen responded in unison, melting the dragon core within her womb and spreading dragon power throughout her body. Zhizhi's entire body shimmered with a crimson, eerie light, and her temperature soared.

Seizing the opportunity, I calmed myself, chanting a series of incantations while my hands relentlessly drew runes on Zhizhi's bare back and chest with dragon blood and virgin blood. My thrusts continued, sending this lustful, elfin beauty to the peak of pleasure.

"Ah, this, this feeling… good… it's exactly what I wanted!"

As if losing her mind, Zhizhi violently shook her hips up and down. Her small, dove-like breasts, covered in blood-stained runes, looked even more sinister.

"Ah! Ahh. Hmm, hmm...so good..."

"Zhizhi...hold my hand, don't think about anything...just like usual, let's reach climax..."

I strained all my strength, trying to remain calm amidst the flames of climax, holding Zhizhi's hands, our veins resonating in unison as we chanted the incantation.

"Husband! Inside Zhizhi...inside, hmm...ah! Ahhh! Ahhhh~~!"

As I reached my limit, Zhizhi tightened her petals even more. And I, too, ejaculated, tasting the highest point of sex.

"Ah, I'm going to, I'm going to cum!"

Her beautiful body trembled incessantly, while her vulva, containing my penis, contracted continuously; I finally couldn't hold back any longer, injecting a large amount of semen into her body, resonating with all the ingredients, completely dissolving the Dragon Pill, fully merging into Zhizhi's bloodline. In an instant, scales faintly appeared on the girl's originally fair and tender skin, the best evidence of her body undergoing dragon transformation.

"Ah... Husband... I... I came... Ah... Ah, it's still flowing out... My... My stomach feels hot..."

Zhizhi convulsed slightly, murmuring softly before collapsing onto me in a daze. Skin to skin, I noticed her body temperature was skyrocketing. Clearly, her ordinary elven body couldn't contain the unimaginable power of the demonic dragon; everything depended on the success of the second half of the spell.

"Ancient gods at the bottom of the Nine Abyss! Answer my call, obey the blood oath, offer your pure souls as a sacrifice, and grant this ordinary body a new life of evil, Rubie Sadat Abula Agula."

As I finished chanting this incantation, something incredible happened before my eyes. The crimson demonic light that had surrounded Zhizhi suddenly shot into the sky, carrying with it the lustful red mist of the surrounding magic circle, enveloping the unconscious Zhizhi, leaving my body, and rising to a height almost touching the ceiling, hovering there.

The entire cloud of demonic mist seemed alive, constantly churning and rolling, causing Zhizhi's snow-white body within to contort into various lewd and alluring poses. Soon, the mist gradually condensed, transforming into an enormous, human-faced spider, its body covered in black and red dragon spots. Its eight spider legs, gleaming with a metallic sheen, resembled dragon claws, and its two eyes emitted a crimson light, giving it an incredibly sinister appearance.

I don't know why the symbol of dark power often appears in the form of a spider, but spiders themselves hold a special place in magic. For example, in earth magic, which is associated with green, the summoned beasts, besides many enormous dragons, are often represented by a beast called the Demon-Binding Spider, which is the most powerful.

From beneath the spider, a hairy, arm-thick genital organ slowly emerged. The eight spider legs clamped Zhizhi's soft, white flesh beneath its abdomen, aimed, and with a slight thrust, violently penetrated her wet, tender labia.

"Ah! No, no... Husband, please, be gentle..."

Zhizhi, her private parts soaked, was in excruciating pain from the surging dragon power within her. Half-conscious, she seemed to still believe it was me penetrating her, pleading weakly.

I didn't respond, only staring upwards at the utterly grotesque scenes above. I had witnessed bestiality before, but this was the first time I had seen such a bizarre and alluring sight: a giant spider raping a delicate elven beauty.

"Husband... be gentle, it hurts... Zhizhi's stomach hurts so much..."

Ignoring Zhizhi's moans, the spider thrust its beastly member into her flower-filled petals, the hard rod penetrating her with force, defying her resistance, immediately penetrating her entire body.

Undeniably, under the suppression of the Demon Spider, the dragon power raging wildly within Zhizhi's body was successfully suppressed, and then rapidly merged with the host's flesh and soul. A powerful force gradually surged within Zhizhi's body, and she slowly regained consciousness. However, upon opening her eyes, she found herself in a nightmarish and terrifying situation.

"Ugh... Ahh! No, no... This... this..."

Zhizhi shook her head, crying wildly, trying to break free from the Demon Spider's bonds, but this was impossible before she fully integrated the dragon power within her. She lowered her head, wanting to beg for my help, but this time, driven by my possessive nature, I did not respond to her pleas.

I couldn't respond, because I had already lost consciousness the moment the Demon Spider inserted its beastly penis. To be precise, this demonic spider doesn't actually exist. Its composition is the evil power of an ancient demon god, fused with my consciousness, taking shape through Zhizhi's flesh and blood. My spirit now resides within the spider, using my hands and beastly penis to wantonly violate the beautiful elven girl beneath me.

As the spider thrusts, it secretes aphrodisiac fluid, causing Zhizhi to gradually forget the horror of being raped by a spider. She begins to immerse herself in the pleasure of the beastly penis thrusting back and forth, her pert, round buttocks heaving, her small, white breasts swaying up and down and side to side, though she continues to utter incoherent moans.

"No, don't... let me go... please..."

The familiar words remind me of my first meeting with Zhizhi, and the first time I saw her bathing naked under the moonlight. Although I didn't agree to her request, I pulled out the beastly penis that was inserted inside her.

"Ah? Ugh... Ah, ah, ah... Why... Don't pull out!"

Breathing rapidly, Zhizhi uttered these shameful words, driven by her own pleasure, as clear nectar flowed endlessly from her fiery petals.

I pressed her body down from behind again, my spider claws grasping her soft, tender breasts, touching her nipples with their tips, playing with them incessantly. Because of the complicated situation, I didn't want to explain, but perhaps due to the tacit understanding we'd developed through making love, Zhizhi recognized my actions. Coupled with various signs, she had an idea, and when she finally managed to turn her head to the side, vaguely seeing the face behind her, she couldn't help but cry out.

"Husband, is it really you?"

Anyone who answered in such an awkward situation must be mentally unstable. I didn't reply, only thrusting vigorously. Making love while floating in mid-air for the first time felt truly peculiar, and after learning the truth, Zhizhi completely let go, twisting her slender waist, making the most passionate union with me.

"Husband...faster...ah...ah! Ahh!"

The hairy, monstrous penis sank deep into her vagina with a pleasurable squeeze. After reaching the deepest point, it began to violently thrust its hips, causing the fine hairs on its underside to brush against the girl's pink, bare back, creating a strange stimulation.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...woo...woo...ahh!"

With the movement of the spider's hips, the beautiful elven girl let out a series of sweet moans. The mucus and tightness of the vaginal walls, secreting in astonishing amounts, constantly stimulated my penis.

"Ahh! No, no! If you do this...it will break!"

With wild thrusting, Zhizhi seemed to transform into a female spider, passionately copulating with the male behind her. Her tender limbs gradually stiffened, and her thighs began to tremble.

"If...if this continues...I...I will!"

As Zhizhi cried out, the deep-penetrating part of me felt an even stronger tightening sensation. The girl's waist twisted faster, moving left and right, up and down, her soft, white buttocks beneath the spider's abdomen swirling in circles like a butterfly.

"Ah! No...don't~!"

As I reached my limit, her vulva tightened even more, thus accelerating my climax. Deep within her petals, a large amount of greenish-turbid mucus instantly sprayed out.

"Ah, so hot! In my...my belly...there's my husband!"

Each time I ejaculated hot semen, Zhizhi's body would immediately respond, trembling incessantly. At the peak of this climax, following the instructions of the erotic magic book, I bit down on the girl's snow-white nape. Blood splattered, but Zhizhi cried out in a seductive voice as if she were extremely happy, her lower body gushing out a large amount of vaginal fluid, leaving many dots of varying sizes on the ground.

What I inhaled wasn't just blood, but also a delicious sensation—the soul and two spirits of the girl's spirit, being devoured and absorbed by the caster in the final stage of this combined spell. I didn't like this, but if I didn't, Zhizhi's soul would be taken away by the ancient demon god and imprisoned at the bottom of the Nine Abyss. Her body, with its incomplete soul, would be a walking corpse for life, a flesh doll only knowing how to pursue sexual intercourse.

Of course, my actions would be tantamount to breaking the contract and plundering the offering made to the demon god. Instantly, I heard the roar of the ancient demon god, and darkness enveloped my vision. The demonic spider transformed into a red spider silk, wrapping around the girl's alluring skin, and was then rapidly absorbed into her body.

Zhizhi tilted her head back, emitting sweet moans. A cataclysmic change occurred within her body. When the crimson dragon spots on her skin completely faded, a black and red dragon-spotted spider tattoo appeared on her fair and tender bare back. This erotic incantation, which had undergone many procedures, was finally complete.

With powerful magic, learning magic became effortless. To put it simply, dragons like the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon could easily unleash the power of level five or higher magic without even using incantations. Everything fell into place naturally. After three days of seclusion, using the Water-Fire Demon Flood Dragon's fangs as material, Zhizhi forged a thick-bladed longsword that was entirely transparent. When magic was used, the blade would turn a fiery red, and I named it "Fiery Flood Dragon." Considering that her craftsmanship was still immature at this time, Zhizhi did not make the sword perfect. Instead, she developed the characteristic of it evolving with the power of its master. This was a legendary forging technique, and now, with powerful magic, Zhizhi, with her divine hand, brought this divine technique back to life. Naturally, she dominated the competition, winning the championship and creating the first myth of simultaneously defeating two major factions.

The judges, who should have strongly opposed it, didn't object at all. After a fierce power struggle behind the scenes, and with their mastermind, the Admiral of the Navy, unable to support them due to his incriminating evidence, Zhizhi's strength and Awu's backing left these old men speechless.

Then, Zhizhi removed her veil, washed away her disguise, and revealed her identity before everyone, exposing the truth of the events of sixteen years ago and demanding that the murderers publicly repent to her mother.

This naturally caused an uproar among the crowd; several old men even fainted on the spot. Most of those involved were Nalivia's elites. To bring them down, Awu alone was far from enough. Despite public condemnation, they still joined forces to suppress the matter and had the Technician Academy disqualify Zhizhi from participating, denying her the championship title. This was good, because I, also a villain, understood the thoughts of villains all too well. Their actions were entirely within my expectations, and I naturally had ways to make these unrepentant fools painfully regret their actions.

However, none of that matters anymore. After the "Tomorrow's Master Craftsman is You" competition, the powerful figures of Nalivia conspired to secretly send assassins, but all their efforts failed. Although Zhizhi had not yet successfully mastered the power of the dragon and become a dragon warrior, her strength was already far beyond what these small assassins could match. And for some reasons, I wanted Zhizhi to leave this place.

"Even if you successfully win the championship, you've offended too many people. You can't stay in Nalivia any longer. However, with this title, you'll definitely be very successful in the capital. They've long wanted to cultivate an outstanding craftsman there, not letting Nalivia monopolize the limelight. You're perfect for that, and you can have a promising future there."

"..."

"Once you make a name for yourself in the capital, the royal family will definitely summon you. At that time, I want you to see the Second Princess, Leng Linglan, and tell her all your grievances. The Second Princess is known for her strong sense of justice and hates men who use their power to oppress women. She will definitely stand up for you. With her backing, you can definitely bring down those bastards like Nalivia, and your mother can rest in peace. The Second Princess values talent. If she wants to take you as her advisor, stay by her side. I believe you will have a bright future. Don't waste this divine gift that heaven has given you. Do what you want to do!"

After saying that, I said seriously, "But I want you to promise one thing: after you arrive in the capital, learn the magic used by the technicians from scratch. You are not allowed to break the seal I placed on you or use the dragon power within you unless it is a matter of life and death."

“My lord…you don’t have to say that! As long as you give me an order, I will obey for life.”

Zhizhi whispered, “But why do you want to send me away? I am yours…yours…I swore to you and my mother that I would always stay by your side. My lord, are you tired of me? Or do you not trust me? Actually, even if I win the competition and have great power, my heart will not…”

“It’s not like that, Zhizhi. There are many ways to follow someone. You don’t necessarily have to stay by my side!”

I said, “There are some birds in the world whose wings are too big to be locked in a cage forever. One day, they will break free of their cages. Zhizhi, you have great talent. The word ‘slave’ is not suitable for you. Even without me, you will create your own destiny and leave this environment. I’m just accelerating that process.”

“I…I won’t fly away. You’ve done so much for me. I…as long as you nod, my lord, I will stay obediently in the cage.”

"Ha! You didn't say that when I raped you under the moon that night!"

Gazing at Zhizhi's flushed and earnest expression, I couldn't help but laugh. Human relationships are so strange; someone you hate to the core can become the most important person in your life. Love and hate are truly unpredictable!

"My Zhizhi is a beautiful fairy, but to keep my penis erect, her allure isn't enough yet. So, I'm giving her this order: go out and hone her skills, refine her radiance."

I smiled slightly. "I haven't abandoned you, so even out there, you must be beautiful for me. If a slave forgets her master, I will punish you. And when you become dazzling, making every man on the street turn their head to look at you, come back to me!"

Being a craftswoman, pushing her talents to the limit, is still Zhizhi's irreplaceable dream! So she hugged me tightly, tears welling in her eyes, expressing her gratitude and vowing to refine herself so that when we meet again, she will be a beautiful woman I can't let go of.

“In continental law, collars are used to represent slave status, but you are destined to be a scholar, so a collar is inappropriate for you. I’ll give you another gift!”

The parting gift in place of the collar was a pair of non-prescription glasses. When I personally put them on Zhizhi, she looked every bit the intellectual scholar, making one anticipate what a captivating figure she would be in a few years when she had matured and become more voluptuous.

“I will work hard to improve myself, and then… Husband, do you like women with full breasts? Zhizhi will exercise and drink milk every day, and when I return to you, you won’t want to let me go.”

And so I parted with Zhizhi, watching her wave goodbye as she departed with the foreign merchant caravan heading to the capital. I waved back at the city gate, but for certain reasons, I never let Zhizhi know my name or identity, and after careful consideration, I decided to keep some things to myself.

The Hellish God of Lust's spell is complete. Zhizhi and the others will become dragon warriors of the Xuanhuo Dragon Clan. However, there are some things she doesn't know, and I don't want to discuss them for now.

According to the spell's outcome, Zhizhi will gain the immense power of a dragon warrior, while I, having broken my pact with the Demon God, will be completely unable to use magic for three months. What benefit does this bring me? Self-sacrifice is not the spirit of lewd magic! If the transformed female slave betrays me after gaining immense power, wouldn't the caster be doomed?

In the final part of the spell, I devoured one of Zhizhi's souls and two spirits, using one of my own three souls and seven spirits as a vessel to merge and contain them. Therefore, no matter how far apart we are, with a single thought, I can immediately activate the demonic spider tattoo on Zhizhi's back, causing the distant female slave unbearable pain, completely controlling her life and death.

The Demon Spider Tattoo is formed from Zhizhi's flesh and blood, essentially a part of her. No matter how strong she becomes, she can't defeat her own clone. Furthermore, since her soul is under my control, even if she's far away, I'm not afraid of her flying away. I can also summon a Demon Spider with 30% to 50% of Zhizhi's power to defend against enemies, becoming my weapon of choice. This is the true face of the Hellish God of Lust.

Originally, the Hellish God of Lust was a technique used to capture powerful female warriors and absorb their power for his own use. If I absorb a female mage skilled in fire magic and another goddess of light magic, combining and containing them with my soul, then although my own power doesn't increase, I can summon two powerful magical beasts of different attributes. "With emptiness within, one can embrace a hundred rivers"—this is the ultimate secret of how to simultaneously use five types of magic, devised by the author of the Lustful Magic Book, Gripardorn, after much effort. However, in Famit's hands, it was unexpectedly discovered that it could also be used to create bio-warriors, with many other ingenious applications.

Having said goodbye to Zhizhi, my time in Nalivia has been quite memorable. Despite the fact that I completely destroyed the Water and Fire Demon Dragon, it was still a worthwhile investment. However, where should I go next? I

had no idea. With nothing else to do, I spent another month in Nalivia, spending my days visiting prostitutes with Awu and researching aphrodisiacs.

One day, I returned to Awu's residence. His adjutant, seeing me return, quickly pulled me aside and whispered something. It turned out that after accepting my proposal, Awu immediately took action, plotting to frame the charity, wanting to get his hands on the young widow and abuse her at will. Yesterday, he said that the charity was conducting human trafficking, and he surrounded the place with his army, declaring that if the person in charge didn't come forward obediently, he would launch a surprise attack and kill everyone inside.

"So... is there a problem?"

"The charity has already sent people, but... after the vice admiral handed over the encirclement task to us, he went to Linglongyuan for a grand gathering and twisted his back. He's still bedridden and can't move!"

That bastard! He's still a lecherous old man. How could I have made friends with someone like that?

"So, we hope you can handle this for us. You and the vice admiral are sworn brothers. If you handle it, he definitely won't have any objections."

In short, they want me to take the blame. Anyway, Zhizhi is gone, and there are no women to mess with for the time being. I'll have a few rounds of sex before leaving, and that'll be my last big score.

"Alright! I'll come to see you. Is this the person in charge of the charity, that little fox widow, named... named Bai Shuqing, right?"

"The person who came has a fox head and a fox tail. She's a pretty little fox beauty, but she doesn't seem like Bai Shuqing. Judging from her age, she's probably her daughter or niece!"

Hearing the adjutant's description, my whole body heated up. That's even better. I'm always more interested in young girls than married women. The pretty widow can stay with Ah Wu; I'll be content just to have my way with her obedient daughter.

Upon arriving at the reception hall, I saw a fox-eared girl leaning against a pillar, head bowed in prayer, her hands nervously clasped. I glanced at her from my left rear and noticed her slender figure, fair skin, and lack of the thick fur typical of half-orcs. Even from behind, she was a stunning beauty, a rare sight even among the fox clan known for their beauties.

She wore a snow-white culotte with a small hole in the seam, letting her tail dangle out, swaying cutely. Beneath that tail, I saw a pair of exquisitely shaped, round, large, and pert buttocks—the most beautiful I'd ever seen. Imagining the firm, fleshy feel of those buttocks, I almost immediately couldn't resist the urge to pounce on this little fox spirit and have my way with her. Such a fine find! Luckily, Ah Wu didn't snatch it up first. I rubbed my hands together, anxiously walking over, but not forgetting to maintain my official demeanor, I shouted, "Hey! Who goes there? You villains, committing crimes and buying and selling people, do you have no respect for the law?"

Wrongfully accused, the girl anxiously looked up, wanting to defend her innocence. But when she raised her beautiful, otherworldly face, and saw my reflection in her pure eyes, she swallowed the words she was about to say, her expression turning into one of utter horror.

"You...you are...John Farrell!"

Her shocked reaction sent a chill down my spine. I staggered back several steps, my back slamming heavily against the wall, yet I felt no pain in my head.

"You...you...how could it be you?"

Could it really be her? If not, how could anyone in the world look so alike? But if it really was her, why did she have fox ears and a fox tail, becoming a pretty and adorable little fox? If it really was her, and she had already recognized me, if this meant she remembered everything, then I…

“You, you, you…”

I stammered, managing to utter three words, but my throat was too hoarse to speak. If I still had any strength left in my legs, I probably would have run out the door immediately. When that pure and beautiful face was close to mine, and I could clearly smell her orchid fragrance, my only thought was to kneel down and beg for mercy, pleading for her to spare my life. However, she spoke first.

"Admiral Farrell, hello. I... my name is Xue. I've received a lot of care from the Tzu Chi Foundation, and I'm here representing them. We are all law-abiding citizens, and we have absolutely not done anything illegal, much less trafficked people. Please investigate thoroughly."

Her gentle tone held no hostility. My initial shock subsided, and I nervously looked up at the little fox in front of me. But as soon as our eyes met, she immediately lowered her head shyly.

"I'm so sorry, actually... I've always admired Admiral Farrell. I've memorized all your great achievements, and I even have a collection of reports about you. Um... I'm really sorry for rambling on like this; I'm sure it's bothered you! But I have complete faith in you, Admiral. With a hero like you around, everyone in the charity hall has nothing to worry about..." Her

gentle yet icy demeanor was completely different from the person I remembered. When she met my gaze, she blushed and lowered her head. This surprised me, and my fear lessened slightly, but lust arose within me. I was about to approach her and take advantage of her when I suddenly sensed a sacred aura emanating from her, an aura only possessed by priests and sages who had cultivated for many years. I was instantly terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

It really was her! There was no mistake! But how could she have become like this?

In the end, I could only stare wide-eyed at the beautiful fox spirit before me, with her innocent smile, who had once been the most outstanding priestess of the Cihang Brahma Palace, named Tianhe Xueqiong, smiling sweetly at me...

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