Alibuda Era Festival 18

"...It's always like this...you always get there first, and I always arrive late. Now we're all stuck. What do you suggest we do?"
Famit's words were spoken softly, but everyone present heard them clearly and understood what was happening before their eyes.
No matter how grand the drama, it all comes to an end. Famit and Charlotte's battle had been earth-shattering, making even the strongest warriors of the era seem like children in comparison. But the battle was drawing to a close. Famit was fatally wounded, and Charlotte...this phenomenon of rebirth caused by the distortion of time and space might last a long time, but perhaps...it wouldn't last much longer.
These two unparalleled powerhouses, if they so desired, could overturn rivers and seas, move stars and shift the moon, and shock the world with their strength. But now… even heroes have their end. We can only watch quietly as their final fate unfolds. A sense of desolation silently spreads in everyone's hearts.
"Xia…"
Famit stroked Charlotte's face, his expression gentle. Although he didn't say a word, the affection in his eyes spoke volumes.
Too much had happened between them, too many grudges and grievances—things we couldn't possibly know. In their exchanged glances, they conveyed a great deal of information, but some things simply had to be said.
Charlotte blinked, and a single, glistening tear slid down her cheek, touching the bloodstain on Famit's hand and instantly leaving a horrifying trail.
Blood and tears, when she was the headless knight, only evoked a sense of malevolent rage and terror, but now… the pitiful blonde girl, her delicate face stained with blood and tears, only inspired heartfelt pity; the soaring resentment of before was completely gone.
"…I…what should I do…"
Charlotte's voice trembled as she spoke, sending chills down our spines as we considered a grave problem. If Famit died, but Charlotte survived… After losing her lover, if she decides to unleash a bloodbath to vent her anger, who can stop her? Putting aside everything else, we'd all be going to die with Famit, which is really bad.
"Xia, it's time... time to leave..."
Famit was still smiling, but the smile was forced, clearly maintained with all her might, and could collapse at any moment.
"The cycle of arising and ceasing, the endless flow of life, nothing lasts forever. When it's time to leave... you can only leave. The difference is, you can leave happily, or you can leave sadly and heartbroken..."
Before Famit could finish speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, almost splattering Charlotte's face. Charlotte supported him, and without reservation, poured her unparalleled internal energy, which could help heal his injuries, into Famit's body, hoping to prolong his life by even a moment.
"Tell me! Where are you going? To the ends of the earth, to the mortal realm and the underworld, wherever you go, I will be there. I want to stay by your side... I will never leave you again..."
Charlotte couldn't finish her sentence. Famit couldn't speak because he was coughing up blood from his injuries, but she was sobbing uncontrollably.
The blonde girl's sincerity was truly moving, but her request left everyone at a loss. Famit was about to die, and even if she were to follow him to the death, no one could guarantee that they would be together in the afterlife. So, would this deep affection that had lasted for five hundred years leave only regret?
I don't believe it's like that. From the moment Famit appeared, he seemed to have everything under control, calculating every single thing. If using his life to move Charlotte was something he was prepared for all along, then I don't believe he hadn't considered what would happen next. After all, a desperate Charlotte might be more dangerous than a resentful headless knight.
So, if Famit had made any preparations, what strategy could he have adopted...
Boom!
A deafening roar exploded in everyone's ears, the source of the sound coming from the sea. Tens of thousands of tons of seawater blasted into the sky, forming several walls of water as high as the heavens, a truly astonishing sight.
The source of this massive explosion was a ship that emerged from the waves—a vessel ten zhang long, entirely composed of white bones, countless skeletal remains scattered and arranged. Three masts, without any hanging objects, stood high, and although no flags fluttered, countless blue will-o'-the-wisps swirled and intertwined around them, sometimes maintaining a floating flame form, sometimes transforming into illusory vengeful spirits, shifting and changing amidst mournful howls.
Such a uniquely designed ship was likely nowhere else in the world. The ghost ship that once terrified the East Sea... it's hard to say whether it has reappeared in Ishtar or in the East Sea.
The battle on Sealed Spirit Island severely damaged the evil energy and resentment that constituted the ghost ship, and it also lost the "key." Logically, it shouldn't be possible for it to reassemble and reappear so quickly. The problem is that the ghost ship was sealed by Famit back then, and now the person who sealed it can activate the summoning without any rules. As long as there is enough magic power, summoning the ghost ship is no more difficult than ordering takeout.
The appearance of the ghost ship usually brings with it vengeful spirits and will-o'-the-wisps, but this time was different. As the sea calmed, the ghost ship floated on the water, the clear sunlight piercing the clouds and illuminating its skeletal deck. Apart from the sound of the waves, everything was so peaceful. The will-o'-the-wisps and wailing sounds had vanished, making it seem like an ordinary ship.
It was truly unexpected that the terrifying ghost ship could be so peaceful and serene; this was a scene I couldn't have imagined before. However, seeing the ghost ship appear like this, I could roughly guess what Famit intended to do.
"When the war is over, I'll go to the East Sea and get a huge ship, a really, really big ship. We'll sail together, raising our sails to the ends of the earth, exploring the edge of this world."
This was the vow Famit made to Charlotte years ago. Fate played a cruel trick, and this vow couldn't be fulfilled five hundred years ago, becoming their greatest regret. Now everything has changed, and fulfilling their last wish in this way is a good thing.
"Xia..."
"I understand."
Charlotte helped Famit up, and the two slowly floated up from the ground. The blonde girl in black armor and the young man in a magic apprentice's robe looked so mismatched, but in the instant they rose into the air, they looked so happy, so enviable.
Suddenly, a dark figure fell from mid-air. It was Ah Xue, who had already fainted, seemingly in a deep sleep. There was no blood or wounds on her body. This surprised me greatly, because Famit, who had possessed Ah Xue, had done so many things beyond his physical capabilities. Not only did he use himself as a vessel to absorb terrifying energy to unleash his attacks, but he also withstood several fatal attacks from Charlotte. Under normal circumstances, not only would Famit be finished, but Ah Xue would also perish with him.
However, a grandmaster is a grandmaster. Famit's methods were indeed beyond my comprehension. While enduring so much damage, he still managed to return the damage to himself, preventing Ah Xue from suffering the trauma. Even when he was about to leave this world, he returned Ah Xue to him, not dragging her down with him. I believe that doing this will come at a great cost to him, but he seems determined to sacrifice himself for others. I can only describe this kind of selfless spirit as foolish.
Mao Yan'an, who was standing next to me, nudged me and laughed, "Hey, you're really good at being stubborn. You're clearly happy that Xue was saved, so why do you look like you think she's stupid? It's hard for you to say thank you."
"Stop nagging, I thank your mother!"
I replied, my eyes still fixed on the two figures in the sky.
The word "stupid" seems insufficient to describe Famit's actions. Reborn after five hundred years, while laughing at past grudges, Famit also intends to create even greater miracles, especially with Charlotte joining forces. The magic they can unleash is virtually limitless.
Looking up from the ground, we see Famit extend his right hand, swinging it horizontally, releasing magical power like starlight scattered into the air a hundred feet away.
"Sizzle!"
A strange cracking sound comes from the sky; Famit's strike has cleaved space, creating a spatial rift. The destructive power of this strike is astonishing, but even more remarkable is that something fell out of the spatial rift.
Shattering spacetime, whether achieved through magic or martial arts, is a top-level skill, difficult to even witness once under normal circumstances. But in this battle, we'd watched it all night, from night to day, practically becoming numb to it. However, when we finally saw what was falling, we were still startled.
What had fallen… was two human bodies, two people who should have been forever adrift in the spacetime rift, never to see the light of day.
Li Huamei and the Heart Lamp Hermit!
These two, originally frozen in place, were released from their spacetime drift and exposed to the sunlight. The Heart Lamp Hermit immediately let out a scream; under the scorching sun, his entire body transformed into a fireball.
No matter how powerful an evil spirit is, it will instinctively fear sunlight, let alone be directly exposed to it. The situation is not much different from snow being exposed to the scorching sun. If the Heart Lamp Hermit had taken any protective measures, he could have moved in the sunlight, but being exposed to direct sunlight without preparation resulted in being engulfed in flames, followed by a violent chain of explosions that scattered his soul.
The Black Witch Goddess went to great lengths to bring her deceased lover to the mortal world so they could be together, but in the end, her painstaking schemes led to the Heart Lamp Hermit's soul being scattered. If she could do it all over again, I think the Black Witch Goddess would make a different choice.
Sunlight is the nemesis of evil spirits, and naturally has no effect on the living. Therefore, Li Huamei, who appeared with the Heart Lamp Hermit, only suffered the blast's force, further aggravating her injuries. Although she coughed up a mouthful of blood
, she regained consciousness. She did a side somersault in mid-air, and when she landed, her legs lost control and plunged deep into the ground, but it was clear that her life was not in danger. As soon as Li Huamei's feet touched the ground, cheers erupted around her. The Feather Clan female warriors were almost all her staunch supporters. Seeing their commander safe and sound, miraculously surviving, they instantly erupted in cheers. In terms of excitement, I was certainly more thrilled than they were, but as ecstasy welled up inside me, I subconsciously averted my gaze, searching for a target in the crowd.
In this battle, Yu Hong fought bravely and selflessly for her beliefs, to prevent the world from falling into darkness. Her contributions were no less than Li Huamei's, yet in this moment of universal jubilation, it seemed few people even noticed her presence.
When the Heart Lamp Hermit appeared, he struck and froze Yu Hong within a giant ice floe. She remains trapped inside, and I don't know if she's still conscious. Even if she is, her eyes were injured earlier and are still closed, so she probably can't see what's happening.
This is actually for the best, because the Heart Lamp Hermit has already been annihilated, his soul scattered and will never be reincarnated. He is essentially destroyed. If Yu Hong were to witness this, even I would have to say: it's too cruel. Not everyone in this world has the blessing to see their father die twice. This blessing... let's not let Yu Hong suffer it.
I shifted my gaze from Yu Hong to Li Huamei, exchanged a glance with her, and after confirming that we were both alright, I looked up at the sky again to see what else Famit, who has been creating miracles, had done.
"...Hmm, little one, the Dark Summoning Beasts aren't the good things you understand. The darkness behind them is something you might not be able to bear."
Famit's lips moved slightly, and his words echoed directly in my mind. Although he didn't say it explicitly, I sensed something, but I couldn't ask further, and even if I did, I probably wouldn't get an answer.
At that moment, a strange change occurred in the sky. Several long golden beams, like rivers, swept through the clouds. Before long, the golden light flowed across the entire sky, transforming it into a golden sea.
"This...this is..."
Judging from the spiritual wave response, this wasn't something Famit did, but rather a phenomenon caused by the appearance of a higher-level spirit, such as a god or demon. Five hundred years ago, Famit made a pact with a god, and this is very likely the final part of that pact. The god has descended to complete the pact. Each god has different descent phenomena, and the current phenomenon of a sky filled with golden clouds represents the god's identity. However...
"Strange, this spiritual wave feeling...it's neither god nor demon, it's just...chaos. How could this be..."
Chaos represents the beginning, the absence of attributes—a unique quality I've never seen in gods or demons before. Moreover, I've never heard of this golden cloud sea before; I've only seen it in an ancient book, but that's incredibly incredible.
"...Impossible, right? The God of all gods, the Demon of all demons... the supreme Primordial God, could he possibly have summoned such a powerful being? It's impossible for him to form a contract with an ordinary person..."
I muttered to myself, unable to hide the shock in my heart. If this speculation is true, then even Famit himself probably never imagined that the East Sea coast five hundred years ago could summon such an earth-shattering figure.
The Primordial God who created the world of Kunlun, the one known as the Creator God!
Every sorcerer who has studied basic magic theory knows of such an existence, who created the entire world, including all gods and demons, all of whom were created and elevated by him. He is the god among gods, the demon among demons, and he controls all gods and demons.
Logically speaking, such a high-ranking being, if one could form a contract with him, would unleash almost limitless supernatural powers, surpassing even any god-level deity. Although this would undoubtedly come at a tremendous cost, there are always those willing to risk their lives. Countless sorcerers in this world have sought to form a contract with the Creator God, even a master-slave contract, but none have ever succeeded.
The reason for their failure is actually quite simple… they can't find the right method!
All gods and demons, regardless of the cost of summoning them, have a summoning incantation and ritual, but there is no way to summon the Creator God, let alone form a contract with him. Historically, those sorcerers who made pacts with the Creator God never summoned him through mere summoning. To put it bluntly… this great god simply came to enjoy himself; there is no way to force his descent.
Famit's ability to perform multidimensional summons and create numerous incredible miracles is certainly due to his powerful magic, but I believe a significant reason is the support of the Creator, which allows him to break physical limitations and accomplish these miracles.
Five hundred years ago, on the shores of the East Sea, Famit didn't specify a summons target. Anyone who could make a pact with him and fulfill his wishes was irrelevant, regardless of whether they were a god or demon. Unexpectedly, that passionate performance led to the Creator God's descent and the formation of a pact with him, helping him fulfill his wish—truly a once-in-a-lifetime stroke of luck.
The effects of this serendipitous encounter weren't limited to fulfilling wishes; they even brought other benefits. Famit and Charlotte's figures, floating in the air, grew increasingly faint, as if their souls were about to dissipate. But under the flowing golden light in the air, the two faint figures suddenly vanished, reappearing on a ghostly ship on the sea.
Three enormous masts made of bones suddenly raised white sails, their large surfaces billowing in the wind, and the ship began to slowly move forward, also raising a bright red skull flag that fluttered in the wind.
Countless vengeful spirits that had vanished reappeared, thousands upon thousands of emerald lights coalescing into will-o'-the-wisps, circling the ghost ship. But unlike before, they didn't seem to be causing trouble; instead, they gave off a sense of peace and tranquility.
This was truly difficult to understand. Thousands upon thousands of spirits appeared, yet instead of creating an atmosphere of resentment and dark clouds, the weather remained calm and peaceful. This was incredible. However, I felt a sense of déjà vu, because when Ah Xue summoned and commanded spirits in the past, the atmosphere was very similar, more like a ritual of deliverance than a command. That feeling... was wonderful.
"The ghost ship is setting sail!"
"It looks like it's heading towards the horizon, but where is it going?"
"There are two figures on board, are they the same two from before?"
The golden sea of clouds in the sky disappeared, and on the deck of the ghost ship, two blurry figures stood there, neither waving nor speaking, simply looking at us silently. Even so, from the way the young man and woman stood hand in hand, side by side, we could feel a kind of happiness.
Famit was smiling, and Charlotte was smiling too. Their eyes seemed to be only for each other. The dream of sailing together five hundred years ago had come true today, and the long-standing regret had finally been filled.
As the ghost ship gradually raised its sails and sailed away, the people on the shore discussed among themselves, marveling at the outcome of the battle
. But those who went with the ghost ship were not only Famit and Charlotte; the emerald green will-o'-the-wisps that had surrounded the ghost ship also went away, heading straight for the horizon. In that instant, I understood Famit's arrangement. This ghost ship would henceforth sail between the realms of the living and the dead, serving as a guide for wandering souls. Any lost soul that could not find its way home could find its direction and ascend to heaven by following the ghost ship's trajectory.
Over time, the accumulated souls and resentment on the East Sea have become far too numerous and deep. The appearance of a pair of guides might be the best way to dispel this resentment… Whether it's hundreds or thousands of years, as long as the resentful souls on the East Sea remain, this ghostly ship will continue its voyage:
"…Well…this is actually for the best…"
I murmured to myself. In truth, as a successor of the art of seduction magic, I had many questions for Famit, whether about the secrets of the Dark Summoning Beasts or the art of seduction magic itself. There were still some questions I hadn't grasped and wanted to ask Famit for guidance.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Everything happened too suddenly; I didn't have time to consult Famit, and it seemed this patriarch had no intention of instructing his successors. This regret will remain just that—a regret.
The past is gone, and it's not our concern anymore. But even after the ghost ship disappeared, this endless ocean still existed before us, and only then did people realize a very critical problem... When will this ocean disappear?
Famit's realm summoning caused dimensional overlap. Now Famit and Charlotte have both left, but the overlap phenomenon has not been resolved. As a result... Baghdad is now connected to the East Sea. What will happen then? The swallowed land, and the environmental and political problems that arise from it, are enough to give anyone a headache just thinking about them.
"It shouldn't last too long..." Narcissus said. "A space has its own restorative ability. Although it has been distorted, after a period of time to balance, it will eventually return to its proper state."
This was the conclusion reached by Narcissus and the group of mages after a brief consultation. They believed that this dimensional overlap phenomenon would eventually resolve itself automatically, but how long it would last was uncertain; it could be a few days or a few months.
Besides this serious aftereffect, another issue also caught our attention. The culprit behind this battle was the Black Witch Goddess. Now that the battle is over, the Heart Lamp Hermit has been annihilated, and the Black Witch Goddess was sealed into a golden statue by my attack. Things should have ended there, but...
"Huh? Why is there a crack in the golden statue?"
Bai Lanxiong examined the golden statue and noticed this anomaly. I rushed over to check, glanced at it a few times, and immediately felt a sense of foreboding, but outwardly remained calm.
"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that my skills aren't up to par yet. There are impurities inside the golden statue, which is why it cracked."
It was a terrible explanation, but I knew Bai Lanxiong wouldn't press the matter, because he had always been a very loyal friend. Although he knew my answer was inappropriate, he didn't ask any further questions, but just gave me a wink and shook his head.
I knew he didn't approve of my approach, but now was not the time to argue. If too many people noticed this, I would soon be in big trouble, so I quickly pulled him aside. However, this action might have been a little too late, because as I was pulling Bai Lanxiong along, I also saw Li Huamei looking this way with a puzzled expression.
Li Huamei was even more shrewd than Bai Lanxiong, and worse, she might not be lenient on this matter. If she exposed it now, the consequences would be very troublesome.
Fortunately, Li Huamei's gaze swept horizontally without lingering, which relieved me; I could temporarily gloss over the situation.
(Sigh, this is a huge favor, I don't even know if this is right or wrong... the gamble is too big.)
With this thought flashing through my mind, I outwardly acted as if nothing was wrong and began directing the Ishtar people to clean up the mess after the battle.
In the Battle of Baghdad, if the enemy is considered the Headless Horsemen, then Ishtar can hardly be said to have won, but rather escaped a calamity; if the Black Witches are considered the enemy, then it can only be described as a Pyrrhic victory, because Ishtar's most elite magician group suffered heavy casualties, with seven or eight out of ten of those who participated killed, and the dead outnumbered the wounded.
Such a devastating price is unprecedented in the history of Ishtar. In previous major battles, the mage corps always managed to preserve its strength, with only the heavily armored units suffering heavy losses, effectively serving as human shields to protect the mages.
But this time… the mage corps was directly drawn into the battle while casting a large-scale spell, without any cover from other units, resulting in extremely heavy casualties in close combat.
However, considering the unique nature of this battle, I must say that even with the accompanying guard units, when these specially created human shields encountered the endless, immortal army of the Underworld Emperor, the result would still be total annihilation, without much time to buy.
Regardless, the Headless Knight incident undoubtedly dealt a severe blow to Ishtar, leaving the country's elite talent depleted. It's believed that Ishtar will be unable to recover from this damage for a long time, at least a decade or more, before it can regain its national strength.
In the end, Famit and Charlotte sailed away together, the Black Witch was sealed to death, and the Heart Lamp Hermit's soul was scattered. It can be said that the righteous side won a great victory, and the villains who had secretly committed evil all received their due punishment.
The cleanup after the war was exceptionally difficult. The weakened Ishtar now had to entertain several very important figures. Thinking about it carefully, this kind of grand occasion was unprecedented in history; at least in my memory, I had never heard of such a thing ever happening before.
Four of the five strongest individuals have gathered together!
Those who have earned the title of strongest are all unparalleled martial arts masters on earth, potentially dominating their respective regions in the military and political spheres, inspiring fear in the world and bringing peace to the land. Such individuals rarely leave their usual place of residence; even a chance encounter or a greeting between two of them on the street could trigger a massive upheaval, let alone the immense harm that would inevitably result from a duel or a joint attack between two of the strongest masters.
Previously, Ishtar had invited the Beastmaster and Li Huamei to join forces to fight the Headless Knight, which was a major event that had not been seen on earth for a hundred years. Later, when the battle reached its peak, the Heart Sword Nun appeared to help. If we also include the dead ghost master, the Heart Lamp Hermit, then four of the five strongest people in the world today have arrived, leaving only my dead ghost father who is absent.
However, based on my understanding of my father, although he didn't come in person, he must have sent spies and surveillance equipment nearby. For martial artists of their caliber, witnessing and experiencing the Battle of Baghdad firsthand would be of immense benefit to their cultivation, more effective than any tonic, and might even allow them to reach new heights and find a way to break through their limitations. There are always
people willing to take on such a dangerous business, and given my father's shrewdness, I don't believe he would give up such a tempting opportunity. The Heart Sword Nun likely thinks the same way; otherwise, why would this transvestite, whose level of perversion rivals my father's, travel all the way to Ishtar truly to save all sentient beings?
Even if it were for the sake of saving all sentient beings, there's no way Ishtar would be chosen. The Heart Sword Goddess is Ishtar's greatest traitor; when she wielded her sword to kill Ishtar, an irreconcilable enmity was formed. How could such a powerful demon possess any patriotism? It's already a favor if she doesn't take advantage of the situation; how could she possibly offer help to her homeland in its time of need?
Now that the Heart Lamp Hermit's soul has been scattered, he can be disregarded, but the three remaining top-tier powerhouses each have different purposes and plans. How Ishtar will appease them is undoubtedly a very thorny issue.
◆ Episode 2: Turbulent Waves Rise. Li Huamei was invited by the royal faction led by Arus after the fierce battle
. Now that the king has passed away, Arus should naturally inherit the throne. Although he was seriously injured in this battle and is almost half-crippled, there should be no problem with his ascension to the throne. The benefits promised to Li Huamei can be fulfilled one by one. Li Huamei will make a fortune. Both sides will get what they need, and there will be no problem.
The Beastmaster assisted Ishtar, but in return, Ishtar had to liberate the slaves. Now, all the old, weak, women, and children among the beastman slaves within Ishtar's territory have been sent away by boat around the land. Only hundreds of thousands of able-bodied beastmen remain, settled near Baghdad, awaiting Ishtar's release...
According to the pre-war agreement, Ishtar can now fulfill its promise and send these hundreds of thousands of beastman slaves away. However, what we have been worried about is that Ishtar might renege on its promise after the war, or even take advantage of our weakness after the war to betray us and assassinate the Beastmaster.
However, judging from the current situation, it won't be easy for Ishtar to turn on us after we've served our purpose. While the Beastmaster's injuries are serious, he's not incapacitated. We also have Li Huamei as a powerful ally; with both sides working together, our strength is not to be underestimated. On the other hand, Ishtar's main fighting force has been severely damaged by Charlotte, and their casualties are far more severe than ours. I really don't see what ability they have to turn against us.
The most dangerous and troublesome person is actually the Heart Sword Nun. This woman is psychologically disturbed and could easily kill anyone she dislikes… This is her homeland, full of enemies; what could she possibly find agreeable?
What worries me even more is the relationship between the Heart Sword Nun and Ah Xue. The Heart Sword Nun, that perverted woman who identifies people by their breasts, hadn't recognized Xue's identity earlier. However, Xue's role as the hub of the magic array and her ability to open the boundary passage was undeniable evidence. Back when the Heart Sword Nun stormed out of Ishtar, the infant Xue was brought out by her. Seeing this evidence, how could she not recognize Xue?
A major reason we fled from the Golden Flower Federation to Ishtar was because we feared that the Heart Sword Nun would recognize Xue, with unimaginable consequences. Now, our biggest fear had come true. Although Xue was still lying unconscious on the ground, fast asleep, I was sweating profusely, unable to imagine what would happen next.
"Hmm... Amitabha, it seems we're no longer needed..."
The Heart Sword Nun chanted a Buddhist prayer and slowly walked towards us. She held a whisk in one hand and a raised palm in the other, her longsword already slightly sheathed at her waist. Her face appeared kind and gentle, truly befitting a highly accomplished and virtuous person. Her grey robe was stained with specks of blood, some of her own, but mostly from the enemies she had slain. I suspect there might even be some Ishtar people among them; after all, this monstrous transvestite was capricious, and it wouldn't be impossible for her to suddenly slaughter a few of her own people for a moment of pleasure.
Ah Xue was the culmination of years of painstaking training by the Heart Sword Nun, and now the time for her harvest had arrived. Anyone who dared to stand in her way would be annihilated, gods or Buddhas alike, with no regard for anyone's feelings. The seemingly virtuous person slowly approached, but in reality, they were like a giant python
with a red tongue flicking, gradually closing in on their prey… I wasn't afraid of fighting the Heart Sword Nun. This wasn't because I was overconfident, but because if I acted at this crucial moment, the Beast Master and Li Huamei would both stand up for me, and the Ishtar people would certainly be happy to kick me while I was down. In such a battle, the Heart Sword Nun would suffer a great loss and gain nothing. What
I was truly worried about was how Ah Xue would react after the Heart Sword Nun recognized her. No matter how I handled it, it would be a difficult problem to solve. While Ah Xue was still unconscious, I hoped to deal with her without waking her.
As the Heart Sword Nun approached step by step, I couldn't think of a way to deal with her. Just as I was getting anxious, a figure suddenly flashed, and someone stepped in front of me—it was Narcissus.
"Uppso! This is not a place for you to run wild! Get out of my way!"
The name Narcissus called out was probably the Heart Sword Nun's secular name before she became a nun. She was also very bold, knowing that the Heart Sword Nun had no goodwill towards the Ishtar people, yet she still dared to call her by her name so directly. This could be considered suicide.
"Amitabha."
The Heart Sword Nun chanted, and the long sword at her waist was propelled by her internal energy, flying out and circling in the air before shooting towards the giant ice block that sealed Yu Hong.
With a deafening crash, the entire giant ice block shattered into pieces, but Yu Hong, trapped within, collapsed unharmed, successfully released. This initial strike was decisive; the sheer power of that sword strike shattering the giant ice indicated that her injuries from the previous battle were not severe, and she still possessed considerable fighting strength. At the very least… killing Narcissus with a single sword strike was absolutely achievable.
However, Narcissus was a seasoned veteran, not so easily intimidated. Although the Heart Sword Goddess's attack shattered the giant ice, Narcissus acted as if she hadn't seen it, remaining standing directly in front of the Heart Sword Goddess, blocking her path and preventing her from advancing.
Given Xin Jian Shen Ni's personality, blocking her like this would immediately lead to a bloody battle. We were all prepared for a fight, but who would have thought that when she looked at Narcissus, first at her chest, then moved her gaze upwards, lingering on Narcissus's face for a moment, she suddenly laughed.
"The new generation of Ishtar is quite interesting..."
This sentence contained many layers of meaning, especially coming from Xin Jian Shen Ni. Who knows how she planned to play this game after finding it interesting?
Narcissus was not a woman to be trifled with, and the Sword Goddess was not a kind-hearted person who would act according to others' moods. Moreover, there were many national and family feuds between the two, giving them ample reason to draw their swords and fight a tough battle. This was perhaps Narcissus's plan. However, at this critical moment, Mao Yan'an coughed lightly, drawing attention to his presence.
"Gentlemen, the battle has just ended. Perhaps you haven't noticed, but there are still many wounded who urgently need to be taken to the hospital for treatment. If neither of you has any objections, then let's split up, find a place to rest, and let those who need treatment get it. How about that?"
Based on Mao Yan'an's influence, she shouldn't have been able to mediate. However, perhaps both sides in the standoff needed a way to back down. With a wave of her sleeve, the Heart Sword Goddess summoned her longsword, which had been flying in the sky. With a "whoosh," it returned to its sheath, as if it were a living spirit.
Having achieved such a level of unity between man and sword, I believe that Venerable Beast and Li Huamei present would be extremely eager to fight her. However, I was merely relieved that the Heart Sword Nun had so easily given up and was willing to accept Mao Yan'an's suggestion to stop and rest, with the arrangements made by Ishtar.
"Hey, kid."
The Heart Sword Nun abandoned Ah Xue and walked towards me instead. I was startled and before I could find a place to hide, I heard her sinister voice.
"The phenomenon of two spirits sharing one body is nothing special, but when Famit disappeared, she left behind a considerable amount of powerful energy within her. Her current state is extremely unstable, and she could explode at any moment. The destructive power at that time wouldn't be much less than that of the Black Core Crystal..."
I was completely baffled by the Heart Sword Nun's words, not understanding what she meant. It took me more than ten seconds to realize that she was likely referring to Ah Xue. Famit possessing Ah Xue and doing all those things had ultimately had some negative consequences. I hadn't noticed this, but the Heart Sword Nun, with her keen insight, saw Ah Xue's impropriety and issued a warning.
Things sounded very serious. If the explosion's power was comparable to the Black Core Crystal of the Demon Realm, it could blow at least half of Baghdad into the sky. It was truly dire, but I couldn't think of a way to save the situation. Just as I was about to ask, I suddenly heard the Heart Sword Nun chuckle.
"Heh, you like picking up this trouble, so from now on it's yours."
I only heard this sentence, and before I could ask anything else, with a "whoosh," the golden sword flew out of its sheath from the Heart Sword Nun's waist again. She lightly touched the sword with her feet, and her whole body instantly transformed into a golden ray of light, piercing through the air and soaring straight into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"Upso! Don't go!"
Perhaps because of too many national and personal grievances, when she saw the Heart Sword Goddess soaring into the sky, Narcissus gritted her teeth and cursed, a stark contrast to her usual calm demeanor. Even I was surprised; I never imagined the Heart Sword Goddess could make Narcissus lose her composure like this. It was truly unusual.
However, losing the Heart Sword Goddess certainly saved a lot of trouble. I looked at Mao Yan'an, who had an innocent expression and shrugged, indicating that he was also oblivious.
The Heart Sword Nun must have recognized Ah Xue, but she abandoned Ah Xue and flew away alone. To say that she was afraid of causing trouble in Ishtar and being assassinated would be to underestimate her. Back in Ishtar's heyday, she was fearless, let alone now. Furthermore, what did she mean by handing Ah Xue over to me, even saying that she would belong to me from now on? The fruit she had cultivated for so many years was suddenly handed over to someone else. How could that make sense?
I frowned, completely puzzled, but now was not the time to stand there idly. Ah Xue's problem urgently needed to be dealt with, as did many other people's problems. We had to act quickly. I hurriedly shouted at everyone to lift the wounded up and rush them to the hospital.
This battle has officially ended. Although many problems remain, we are exhausted and just want to find a place to close our eyes and rest. After arranging the basic medical care, I picked up Ah Xue and hurried back to the inn where we were staying.
On my way back, I saw a large number of troops being mobilized, rushing about. They were all ordered to clean up the aftermath. Although I didn't know how they were going to clean up that vast ocean, it was none of my business anymore. I
also encountered a familiar face on the way. Bai Mudan was leading a large team of medical personnel, rushing over. When she saw me carrying Ah Xue, Bai Mudan was slightly taken aback.
"What happened? How serious are the casualties over there? Is Ah Hong alright?"
Bai Mudan asked anxiously, her clothes stained with blood. It seemed she had already treated a group of people on her way here. Yu Ni had been sent back early in the morning with serious injuries, and Bai Mudan must have seen her, but she didn't know Yu Hong's safety, so she asked about Yu Hong as soon as she opened her mouth.
I didn't answer, and I didn't know what to say, so I quickly pointed behind me to indicate where Yu Hong was. Bai Mudan didn't say anything more and hurriedly led her people over.
Watching Bai Mudan's back, my feelings were very complicated, but rationally speaking, I admired her hard work running around.
"...Hmm, I should check on Xue first. By the way, what about that idiot Wei Lai? With all this chaos, I haven't seen him. Could he have already been taken care of by the Underworld Army?"
After successfully finding Charlotte's skull, Wei Lai was injured by the Black Witch Goddess and hasn't been seen since. Personally, I'd love to see him dead, but ninjas are masters of stealth and survival, so my wish is unlikely to come true. It'll just have to wait and see when he reappears.
I hurried back to the inn, went to my room, laid Xue on the bed, and went to find some magical herbs and tools.
Before leaving, the Heart Sword Goddess had told me that Xue currently possessed powerful energy. Famit possessed Ah Xue and unleashed a series of powerful spells. It would be entirely plausible that some residual energy remained within Ah Xue's body.
I grabbed some tools, intending to try and treat her, but I had absolutely no confidence. This kind of thing was best left to Bai Mudan; a professional was more reliable. But now… I wouldn't dare send Ah Xue to her even if I were killed. If there was anything wrong with that energy and it exploded, with such a large ripple effect, I'd be dead for sure.
"Ah Xue, you're awake…"
Hearing a sound behind me, I turned around to see if Ah Xue had woken up. But what I saw stunned me.
Ah Xue had somehow sat up in bed and was hurriedly taking off her mage's robes, leaving only a pair of tight-fitting underwear.
Her long, black hair cascaded down, revealing her ample breasts, the slightly protruding tips. Her smooth, flowing hair was sensually loose, and her delicate red lips and large, watery eyes gazed at me, radiating a seductive allure that instantly aroused my penis.
"Hey, Xue, you…"
I called out, but Xue didn't respond. She simply sat up slowly from the bed, her gaze strange, both alluring and seductive, igniting a burning desire within me. Yet, it didn't seem human; it was more like the gaze of a female beast in heat.
In that instant, I realized something crucial: Xue was now unconscious. Every time Ah Xue used magic, she would be aroused afterward, needing to express milk and release her pent-up desire to dissipate. This time, the energy left by Famit was unimaginably vast, erupting all at once and instantly causing Ah Xue to lose her mind, transforming her into a lustful female beast driven by primal instincts.
Ah Xue smiled coquettishly at me and walked towards me, her snow-white fox tail swaying gracefully, her white panties tightly encasing her buttocks, swaying alluringly with each step.
Before I could say anything, Ah Xue pounced on me, embracing me tightly. Her voluptuous, youthful body rubbed against mine. I gently held her waist, and she lowered her head, revealing her snow-white neck. I kissed her neck lightly; her delicate skin was intoxicating. My hands roamed freely over her body, eventually reaching up to grasp her ample breasts, slowly kneading them.
Ah Xue moaned softly, tilting her head back, her whole body trembling. Her hands also reached through my pants, kneading my penis. A wave of pleasure surged from my genitals to my brain. I kissed her luscious red lips, and as she kneaded my penis faster and faster, an intense wave of pleasure crashed over me even more fiercely.
I released Ah Xue's breasts and quickly took off my clothes, leaving me only in my underwear. My penis created a high tent in the underwear. I gently turned Ah Xue around and carefully examined her beautiful body. Her snow-white and smooth skin was alluringly delicate, and even the fur on her body was white and soft. Her full and plump breasts were mesmerizing, and her two pink nipples stood proudly erect with excitement.
My gaze fell on Ah Xue's lower body. Her white panties clung tightly to her vulva, a slight bulge between her legs, like a freshly steamed bun hidden inside. I couldn't resist the urge to pounce and bite down hard. I reached out and grasped Ah Xue's ample breasts; the firm nipples pressed against my palms. Her full, soft breasts were too large for one hand to fully contain.
Ah Xue wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. I lowered my head and kissed her luscious red lips, kissing her passionately, my penis
pressing against her soft abdomen through her panties.
"Mmm...mmm..."
Ah Xue moaned softly as my lips traveled down to her chest, taking her pink nipple into my mouth and gently licking it with the tip of my tongue.
"Oh...oh..."
Ah Xue's moans became even more alluring. My lips continued to wander downwards, kissing her lower abdomen. Ah Xue's hands embraced me, her body arching back, her luscious red lips slightly parted, emitting even more seductive moans.
I squatted down, slipping my hands under her panties, parting her swaying fox tail, grasping her full buttocks, gently kneading them, and kissing her swollen vulva through her panties.
Then, I parted Ah Xue's thighs, tilted my head back, and gazed between her legs. It was soaking wet; the crotch of her panties was completely saturated, revealing the beautiful outline of her vulva. I stuck out my tongue to lick the wet area and sucked hard on her soaked panties with my lips.
Ah Xue trembled all over, her legs unable to support her body. She slowly sat down on my head. I lay down on the floor, and she knelt on my lips, leaning forward, her hands on the carpet for support.
I hooked my fingers around Ah Xue's panties and gently patted her buttocks, signaling her to take them off. Ah Xue obediently raised her buttocks and one leg, allowing me to remove her panties. I admired her alluring vulva up close, completely moistened by her love juices, slightly parted, radiating an enticing sheen. The love juices slowly flowed down her honeyed lips, gathering into a completely transparent droplet that landed on my nose.
"Sit down, Ah Xue."
I grabbed Ah Xue's plump buttocks with both hands and pulled her down, her hot flower vulva suddenly pressing against my lips. My lips and her honeyed lips shared a passionate kiss.
"Ah...ah..."
Ah Xue let out a captivating moan. I opened my mouth wide and completely sucked into her flower valley, sliding my tongue back and forth between her hot crevice. Ah Xue's buttocks began to twist and turn, and her moans grew faster and faster. I felt her love juice increasing, flowing into my mouth, as sweet as jade nectar.
I moved my lips upward to her clitoris, sucking on it instantly and swirling my tongue around it rapidly. Ah Xue's flower chamber pressed down, and she swayed her buttocks back and forth, more and more love juice flowing down my chin and onto my neck.
"Ah... Master... So good... So good... Ah Xue is going to cum..."
Ah Xue suddenly straightened up, her whole body tense, and pressed her flower valley forcefully against my mouth; I knew Ah Xue had reached her climax, her body trembled violently, and a sweet and delicious nectar gushed from the depths of her flower valley, flowing into my mouth.
After reaching her climax, Ah Xue collapsed on top of me. Normally, she should at least catch her breath and recover some strength, but she was completely in a state of arousal and couldn't care less about resting. She lay on top of me, her snow-white skin rubbing against my body, her round and plump breasts pressing against me, and her hands eagerly exploring between my legs, trying to push my hard penis into her body.
"Hey, don't rush, no need to rush right now!"
Although I said that, I knew that Ah Xue's magic power was unbalanced, and I had to let her release it through intercourse as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Ah Xue, lie down, don't rush, lie down and I'll let you do it."
I made Ah Xue adjust her position and lie down. Looking at Ah Xue's body lying on the ground from behind, I thrust my waist and easily pushed my penis into Ah Xue's anus.
Ah Xue's slender waist was exposed, her skin was tender and white, exuding infinite temptation; her buttocks below the waist, those incredibly sexy buttocks, were now pressed against my lower body, holding my penis deep in her snowy buttocks, gently swallowing and releasing.
I felt Ah Xue's waist subtly swaying her hips, the movements small but perfectly synchronized with my thrusts inside her anus. With each twist, my penis experienced a wonderful sensation. On
the surface, Ah Xue seemed to be making no movement, but this subtle acquiescence could only be felt when I penetrated her beautiful body.
I leaned down, just in time to smell Ah Xue's hair. Her hair exuded a faint feminine scent, along with the faint smell of sweat, providing a stimulating effect that made me intensify my thrusts.
The rhythm of the thrusts gradually quickened. From this angle, her high, pert buttocks radiated irresistible allure with their captivating sheen and beautiful lines. I lay on top of Ah Xue, pressing against the little fox girl's buttocks, relentlessly thrusting my lower body back and forth.
After savoring the warmth of the little fox girl's hair, I propped myself up again and began to thrust. Ah Xue's voice suddenly softened, replaced by low moans, and the amplitude of her hip movements increased. I saw Ah Xue's hips writhing, and waves of intense pleasure shot from my groin to my head, almost making me lose control.
Ah Xue's tender buttocks rubbed against my buttocks, while my penis inside her anus was undergoing a fatal impact, surging in waves that seemed to possess boundless allure...
I thrust my penis in and out more forcefully, and Ah Xue responded with even more fervent reactions. The surging inside her anus intensified, and I could clearly feel it, along with the urge to ejaculate. I didn't want to suppress it, and with even more vigorous movements, I thrust into her tight, tender anus.
Ah Xue's reaction became increasingly obvious and intense. I felt her buttock muscles twitch irregularly several times, the surging deep in her intestines began to disrupt the rhythm, and her temperature rose again...
"Ah... Master... Ah Xue... Ah Xue wants more... Quickly shoot into Ah Xue... Mmm..."
Ah Xue moaned loudly, her voice rising higher and higher. Suddenly, Ah Xue's legs straightened, and her buttocks became still, nearing orgasm.
I reached under Ah Xue's armpits and firmly grasped her two breasts. With a slight force, fragrant, smooth, and moist milk overflowed. Ah Xue's body stopped twisting abruptly, her legs straightened, and as she sprayed milk, the muscles in her buttocks tensed up.
A few seconds later, Ah Xue convulsed, her body trembling slightly, letting out a soft "Ah," which quickly turned into a continuous muffled groan, and her buttocks began to writhe again.
Almost simultaneously, I also began to groan, my lower body thrusting forcefully into Ah Xue's buttocks, the muscles in my buttocks contracting powerfully and rapidly. After about half a minute, I leaned down, pressing against Ah Xue's upper body, the muscles in my buttocks still contracting, though slightly slower.
I stroked Ah Xue's beautiful hair and kissed the back of her neck. Several minutes passed like this until I stopped moving, ejaculating every last drop of semen, before withdrawing my penis from Ah Xue's body and standing up.
After her second orgasm, Ah Xue's body was completely limp. She lay weakly on the carpet, her snow-white buttocks raised high, her large breasts, still overflowing with milk, swaying rhythmically.
"Master...I want more..."
"...Don't rush...I just came too..."
I licked my hands, cleaning the milk from them. It tasted smooth and delicious, replenishing some of my strength. Then I knelt behind Ah Xue, continuing to kiss her still gently trembling body.
Ah Xue knelt on the carpet, her upper body completely exposed, her white buttocks raised high, fully displaying her adorable post-orgasm anus before my eyes.
I kissed Ah Xue's buttocks deeply, licking her wet vulva with my tongue. Feeling that soft sensation, Ah Xue gently twisted her buttocks, and her lovely chrysanthemum in the ditch seemed impatient to open up to me. I gently touched and rotated my finger on her lovely anus, and Ah Xue immediately let out a series of moans.
After a while, Ah Xue, having calmed down somewhat, regained her senses. She turned around, straightened up, looked at me tenderly, and kissed me. I reached out and held her soft waist, and we knelt on the carpet, kissing passionately. Although our bodies were no longer joined, our skin pressed together, we could feel each other's body heat without any gap.
I don't know how long we kissed before we finally separated. I lay weakly on Ah Xue, my filthy penis still pressed against her thigh, my head resting on her fragrant shoulder, my hands holding her large breasts.
"Master...are you tired? Thank you for making me feel so comfortable..."
Ah Xue spoke softly, lovingly wiping the sweat from my forehead, her arms tightly wrapped around me, as if afraid I would leave her.
I quietly looked at Ah Xue's angelic face, recalling the danger she had faced in the battle just now, and now being able to hold her safely, it felt like a lifetime had passed. We hugged each other for a while. I couldn't help but feel moved and softly asked Xue, "Silly girl, were you scared after everything that happened?"
"...Actually, I was very scared. When the magic circle went out of control and the realms overlapped, I almost peed my pants."
Xue nodded, looking at me affectionately, and said gently, "But as long as I thought about fighting for Master and for the people on Earth, I felt less scared. Master also said that it's something you have to do even if you're afraid, and being afraid is useless."
I looked at Xue's moist eyes, kissed her tenderly, and thanked her for her efforts and feelings. Just as I was about to say something, Xue suddenly moved. She reached out and grasped my penis, rubbing it against the inside of her warm thighs, while kissing my neck and chest.
"Hmm... Ah Xue, what are you doing..."
"Hmm... Today... I really want it... Master, please give it to me a few more times..."
"What? A few more times? I already..."
Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by Ah Xue's kiss. For some reason, I suddenly felt that what I was about to face was a very arduous and continuous battle.
◆ Episode 3: Transforming into a Billion.
The intense lovemaking between the Myriad Transformations Dragon King and Ah Xue left me exhausted. I felt as if every drop of my marrow had been drained from my body, and I barely managed to escape.
Normally, Ah Xue is nothing like this; she's practically a super succubus, taking my every last drop. Even when I was panting like a dead dog on the ground, she still occupied my lower body, using one of my organs like a straw. If I hadn't urgently used my erotic magic to create a barrier and overexert myself, I would never have made it out of there.
Finally, Ah Xue, satisfied, fell into a deep sleep. Her beautiful, voluptuous body stretched out on the bed in a languid sleeping position, her high, white H-cup breasts jiggling with her breath—a truly breathtaking sight.
Unfortunately, looking at this beautiful scene, I couldn't feel any desire. Apart from a sore back and weak legs, I felt nothing at all. It was as if my whole body had stiffened into a piece of dead wood, without any vitality. After struggling to cover Ah Xue with the blanket, I struggled and crawled out the door.
(Oh no! Ah Xue's energy has only stabilized; it hasn't truly been released. If something triggers it, it could stir again at any moment. How am I supposed to handle that? I can't handle another 'Energy-Sucking Queen'!)
As I stepped out the door, I frowned, deeply troubled by this serious problem. But then I realized that this thought was putting the cart before the horse. If Ah Xue's energy were to stir, it would cause a catastrophic explosion, just like the deaths of gods and demons. This situation would be far more serious than the "Energy-Sucking Queen" appearing.
After taking a few steps, I found myself unsteady on my feet and nearly collapsed. Startled, I quickly took a few deep breaths to regain my composure. The lustful barrier allows me to indulge in unrestrained pleasure, but it's actually a very powerful form of magic. It depletes my physical strength to maintain the momentary enjoyment, and if I don't recover quickly afterward, I could easily fall seriously ill. Therefore, my only thought now is to find some medicinal herbs to strengthen my body.
Leaving my courtyard, I saw the living quarters of the Feathered Clan female warriors. The great battle had just ended, and most of them were either healing or resting. Logically, there shouldn't be anyone around. However, as I entered this area, one of the doors suddenly opened, and a person stepped out.
Someone opening a door and leaving isn't unusual. What's strange is that I recognize this as Katrina's room. For someone to emerge disheveled from the residence of the clan leader is highly unusual, and what's even stranger is… this person is a man!
"B-Uncle?"
Mao Yan'an, whose whereabouts had been discovered by my call, hurriedly made a squeaking gesture at me, afraid that others would hear. After a brief moment of surprise, I immediately realized that Mao Yan'an and Katrina had a past relationship. The two of them often had casual sex in Donghai. Now that they had been separated for a long time, it was only natural for them to catch up in this way. However, it was a bit... well, I didn't seem to have the right to judge others.
Mao Yan'an winked at me, wanting to come over and explain, but as he walked towards me, a door opposite him opened with a "creak," and a burly figure stumbled out.
The man emerged, and faintly heard the sounds of a chorus of voices coming from inside the door—a chorus of moans and gasps. One woman was calling out "Darling husband," another "Good brother." There seemed to be at least seven or eight women, all in a state of sexual arousal and unfulfilled desire—a veritable paradise of lust for any man. Yet, the man stumbled and fell as if fleeing in disarray.
"So lewd! So incredibly lewd! No wonder the Feathered Clan dominated the Southern Barbarians back then. This kind of power… even a peerless hero would have his iron rod ground to a needle!"
The one who emerged, defeated and reduced to a needle, was the equally exhausted Bai Lan Bear. After the fierce battle, he was immediately captured and forced into sexual relations by those inhuman winged women upon his return, their already dwindling strength being brutally drained once more. Coupled with the relentless demands of day and night, how could he possibly endure it? This is the natural consequence of his current predicament.
However, the White Lan Bear who left the room was not in his human form wearing the stone hat, but reverted to his original bear form. He no longer needed the stone hat to transform. His recent acts of bravery and heroism, always leading from the front in battle, had already attracted the attention of the bird women, who now clung to him, hoping to borrow superior offspring from him to breed a new generation of winged beings.
For a man, this is indeed a kind of honor, but Bai Lanxiong is no longer fortunate enough to enjoy it. After all, he aspires to be a hero and has no reason to be proud of being a stud. Although being able to sleep with a large number of beautiful women for free is a great bargain, doing it every day will eventually become tiresome. Now that this matter is over, Bai Lanxiong wants to completely get rid of these decadent relationships and go back to being a beastman again.
In the recent Ishtar incident, Bai Lan Xiong rendered a great service to the beastmen, clearing his name of previous crimes and gaining the appreciation of the Beastmaster. Now, he is not only triumphant but also vaguely seen as the successor to the Beastmaster, destined to rule over the various beastmen of the Southern Barbarians with immense prestige. He only needs to safely return the beastman slaves in need of rescue to the Southern Barbarians. From now on, the Southern Barbarians... will probably belong to Bai Lan Xiong.
"...You..."
Bai Lan Xiong saw me and Mao Yan'an, his bear face showing embarrassment. Just as he was about to say something, a door next to him suddenly opened, and another non-female figure walked out.
"Another...another man?"
I never imagined the Feathered Clan was so promiscuous. They're all seeking out men for orgys right after the battle. But the Feathered Clan female warriors have always had high standards; besides Mao Yan'an and Bai Lanxiong, I'm quite curious who they'll choose.
"Your...Your Excellency..."
Bai Lanxiong's exclamation startled me as well. I never imagined that the bird women of the Feather Clan would be so audacious, even seducing a true man like my grandfather. And for a heroic figure like the Beast Venerable to be involved with these bird women—it was truly beneath him, his tough-guy image utterly ruined.
"Grandpa, even you're involved with women?"
I asked blankly, only to be met with a sharp slap on the head from the Beast Venerable.
"You bastard, what do you mean by messing around with women? I'm not like you kids who have nothing better to do. I was invited here specifically to save your girl!"
"Huh? My girl?"
Hearing this, I was startled. I then remembered that besides Ah Xue, Neon's injuries were also quite serious. Yu Ni was alright, but Yu Hong was the one I was most worried about. She had eye injuries and had been frozen for a while. In addition to the injuries she sustained in battle, the combined injuries were really serious. I thought that with Bai Mudan's treatment, these problems would be solved, but judging from the situation, the condition was more serious than I expected.
"Are Neon and the others inside? I'll go check."
"No need. Those two bird girls are seriously injured. It took your grandfather a lot of effort to disperse their blood stasis and improve their blood circulation."
Venerable Beast explained simply that after returning from the battlefield, he had used his internal energy to help Neon and the others heal at Bai Mudan's request. It took him a long time to finally stabilize their injuries before he could leave.
In the battle not long ago, Venerable Beast had almost held on from the moment the battle began until it ended, repeatedly standing in front of the Headless Knight. If it weren't for his valiant efforts, we would have been wiped out within ten minutes of the Headless Knight appearing.
Even as the strongest being in the world, Venerable Beastman was severely injured in this battle. Already advanced in years, this arduous and bloody fight further depleted his energy. Upon returning, without even resting, he immediately responded to Bai Mudan's request to heal Neon.
What immense influence did Bai Mudan possess to warrant Venerable Beastman's intervention? Venerable Beastman had always despised women; his willingness to help Neon was entirely due to my sake. Because Neon was my woman, Venerable Beastman rushed to her aid. This method of transmitting true energy to suppress injuries was extremely taxing on his own strength and vitality. Martial artists would never make such a sacrifice lightly unless saving a very close or important person.
I glanced sideways and observed. While the Venerable Beast's every move remained imposing and awe-inspiring, a closer look at his eyes revealed his true weakness. This outcome was entirely my fault. Although I didn't entirely agree with some of the Venerable Beast's methods, he had indeed risked his life for me, adding unnecessary risks, and thinking about it now filled me with remorse.
"Grandpa, I..."
"Hey, what are you talking about? A fine young man shouldn't act like a woman, all coy and affected." Venerable Beast patted me on the shoulder and laughed, "You're my precious grandson. I couldn't do anything for you before, so what's a little something to make up for now? Don't make a fuss."
After being patted so boldly by Venerable Beast, I didn't know what else to say and awkwardly shut my mouth. Watching Venerable Beast leave with the White Lan Bear, I wanted to follow, but was stopped by a sleazy middle-aged man beside me.
"Nephew, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
"What is it? Have you had a change of heart and are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"
"What debt? I don't remember owing you anything... Oh, I remember now, I owe you money. I will definitely pay it back, I will never default on it, but could you please put away the knife to my neck? It's kind of scary."
Mao Yan'an chuckled, making me put away the knife, and then said in a very serious voice, "Nephew, do you know that there are many unfavorable rumors about you outside recently?"
All sorts of malicious slander against me have never stopped since I became an adult, and more than 90% of them are true, so I am already used to it and there is no need for me to make any defense. But seeing how serious Mao Yan'an was, I suddenly became curious and asked him what was going on.
"There are many rumors outside... that you are a spy sent by the Black Dragon Society to overthrow the land!"
These words... even Ah Xue, if she were here, would show disdain. Rumors about my collusion with the Black Dragon Society have been circulating for a long time; it's hardly news, so what's so special about it?
"Uncle, even if I really were a Black Dragon Society spy, the Black Dragon Society is finished now, what would I have left to collude with?"
"Sigh, it's precisely because the Black Dragon Society is gone that a bunch of people want to take advantage of the situation and make a quick buck, and you're their best stepping stone to fame." "
Ugh, kill me to become famous? That's a pretty good method. If I were a newcomer, I'd even want to use it myself."
Especially... the things you've done lately have offended men everywhere, and the number of people who want you dead has increased tenfold. Sometimes even I, your uncle, can't stand it anymore and really want to kill you. "

Pay back the debts you owe me before you kill me, then it's not too late to kill me. But... offend all the men in the world? What great deeds have I done to have such a big effect?"
I asked, frowning. Mao Yan'an nodded and explained that not long after our team became famous, many people knew that besides Yu Ni, there was also a pure and beautiful woman with huge breasts in our team. While people admired our achievements, they also envied my boundless good fortune as the team leader.
During the Golden Flower Federation incident, Yue Ying was constantly running around and assisting me. As for my affair with Yue Ying, it
was already an open secret. After I left the Golden Flower Federation, the relationship between Yue Ying and me leaked out through various channels and is no longer a secret.
The Four Heavenly Maidens have always been the dream of countless males on Earth, something unattainable. Previously, Ryan Buffett, as the only man to have conquered all four, made Moon Sakura submit to him, thus gaining immense fame. Now, this honor has fallen to me, but I lack Ryan's stable authority, naturally attracting envy.
When we left the Golden Flower Federation, Rainbow Yu rejoined the team. Now everyone knows that I've already plucked both of the beautiful Twin Rainbows. These twin beauties are enjoying the best of both worlds, getting their hands on both. Having one of the Four Heavenly Maidens and now Twin Rainbows, those who were previously envious are now practically bleeding with envy.
To make matters worse, Li Huamei's confession and actions at the gates of Baghdad have shaken the entire land. Having won over two of the Four Heavenly Maidens, what merits does this man possess? If he were a renowned hero like Fang Maishu or a valiant figure like Bai Lanxiong, people might be convinced. But it is a case of casting pearls before swine, allowing such a despicable villain to gain power. What man on earth would be willing to accept this?
"In their minds, they've probably already imagined that scene: you're lounging on the bed, legs crossed, lewdly laughing, with ravaged roses scattered on the floor, and Neon, Madam Moonsakura, and Marshal Li rolling around on your bed, crying and moaning, wearing tight lingerie, black stockings, and a dog collar around your neck, and..."
"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, you can say whatever you want, but why is your nose bleeding? Wipe it off, it looks awful."
I had Mao Yan'an get me some tissues to wipe my nosebleed, and I sighed. I wasn't unaware of what Mao Yan'an was saying, but what could I do? To avoid incurring jealousy, would I stop sleeping with Ah Xue and Neon? Or should I go to Li Huamei and ask her to publicly explain that what I said before was just a joke and that everyone should not take it seriously?
I can't do any of these things. There are some things in this world that I can do, but there are some things that I can't do. Since I can't do them, worrying about them is useless. However, Mao Yan'an said that Yueying has started to catch some minor illnesses and feel unwell since I left. This makes me very worried. I really want to fly back to the Golden Flower Federation immediately to see how Yueying is doing.
"Don't worry too much. Madam Yueying is just a little tired from work and missing you, so she's a bit ill. It's nothing serious. Sigh, there are a lot of bad rumors about you outside, and she keeps clarifying things for you. It must be exhausting for her."
"Why is she the only one speaking up for me? What are you doing staying in the Golden Flower Federation? Are you there just to badmouth me? Add insult to injury, and send shit to my ass?"
"How...how could that be? Monk Xinchan and I are both speaking up for you. Or do you want to hear the story of how he clarified things for you, ran around, and got sick from overwork?"
"No need for that, it's too unseemly..."
I shook my head, grateful for Mao Yan'an's reminder. I realized that many people outside were envious of what I currently had, and I should be careful in that regard.
"It's good that you know to be careful. Bad reputation can be deadly sometimes. After all, you're now navigating the world, not living in seclusion. When you encounter difficulties, you still need to rely on others for help. What will you do if no one believes you?"
Mao Yan'an said, "Hehe, you've been busy all over Ishtar, you don't even know what those tabloids are writing about you. One newspaper has detailed their testimony, saying that Xin Deng's death was just a smokescreen, and the real Black Dragon King is still alive, secretly directing everything."
"Hmm, that makes sense, Uncle. I've thought about this a lot before. I suspect..." After saying a few words, he suddenly remembered what we were discussing and felt something was off. He said, "Wait, who is the Black Dragon King that newspaper is talking about?"
"You."
"Me? I'm the Black Dragon King?"
This accusation was so absurd that I couldn't help but burst into laughter. "If I were the Black Dragon King, would I be so down on my luck, running around doing business? With the Black Dragon Society's formidable strength back then, if I were in command, I'd be very confident I could have driven the rebels to heaven and made them the king of the land. How did things end up like this?"
"Don't laugh. Rumors are something that cost nothing. You may say this is absurd, but some people think that it's precisely because it seems impossible that a huge conspiracy is hidden inside. They say that you were willing to abandon the Black Dragon Society's structure to take the opportunity to weed out the weak and eliminate the evils within the Black Dragon Society in order to seek greater profits. Of course, you're not the only one they suspect. Some people think Lady Moon Cherry is the Black Dragon King, some think the Heart Zen Monk is more like it, and even your father has been included on the possible list. As for me, probably because I look like a Grand Master and have top-notch skills in bed, a few women in the hotel district believe I'm the Black Dragon King... especially during climaxes."
"Damn! You? Are Black Dragon King candidates so unselective? Or is this a new activity in the East China Sea, a Dragon King every day, everyone taking turns?"
The more I listened, the more absurd it seemed, because even Li Huamei was plagued by rumors. Despite being the leader of that great victory, some people suspected her of colluding with the Black Dragon King, even that she played two roles simultaneously, serving as both the leader of the resistance and the Black Dragon King, using the war to acquire resources from both sides to strengthen her power.
If even Li Huamei could be insulted like this, I had nothing to say in comparison. However, Mao Yan'an told me some good news: despite the constant rumors, there were still people on my side, defending my innocence and engaging in a war of words in the newspapers.
"Oh? Such a righteous person? Who is it? I must reward him handsomely."
"It's someone you know, that little reporter Charlotte, don't you remember? She's doing very well now, she's the editor-in-chief of a big newspaper."
Mao Yan'an's words startled me. I asked in surprise, "Charlotte? How is that possible? She's never slept with me, why would she speak up for me?"
Oh, she said in the newspaper that you're as ugly as a pig and as despicable as a dog. How could such a low-class scumbag be capable of any grand conspiracy? If you're the Black Dragon King, then the entire Black Dragon Society must be blind. "
...Are you sure you're speaking up for me?"
I sighed. I already knew Charlotte didn't like me. She was doing quite well with Moonsakura's support, which was predictable. People with real talent and ability can easily rise to prominence as long as they have backing. I wonder what she'll look like when we meet again, all brimming with confidence. Maybe I'll even find something to rape her for?
"By the way, your matter here is nearing its end. All that's left is to help your grandfather bring back the orc slaves. In theory, everything should be fine, but the Ishtar people are fickle. You have to be careful they don't suddenly turn their backs on you and abandon you after you've served your purpose."
The scoundrel was an expert at abandoning someone after they've served their purpose, and these words from him were particularly persuasive. I nodded in agreement. He then reminded me to be careful in handling my relationship with Li Huamei.
"Li Huamei has her principles and her ambitions, or to put it bluntly, her ambitions. Her nature is more like a tyrant than a hero; she's ruthless and unscrupulous. You've managed to get this female tyrant to give up so much for you, which is indeed a feat of yours, but..."
Mao Yan'an pondered, "Don't forget that no matter how much she's willing to do for you, her nature is still that of a female tyrant. If you forget that, it's even more unwise than ignoring the possibility that Ishtar might betray you after using you."
"Uncle, I don't like hearing these words. Huamei has sacrificed so much for me. Now you're telling me to be wary of her and deal with her? That makes no sense at all."
I knew Mao Yan'an's words weren't unreasonable. If it were before, I would have nodded vigorously and discussed the problem with him. But after Li Huamei risked her life for me, almost dying together with Xindeng Jushi, I didn't want to make so many petty assumptions about her anymore. It would make me feel... guilty.
After simply dismissing Mao Yan'an, I went into the room where Wanshou Zunzhe had come out earlier to check on Neon's injuries.
Yu Ni's main injuries were from the explosion. The violent explosion not only charred her skin but also severely damaged her internal organs, resulting in serious injuries. Fortunately, her cultivation level was considerable, and her internal energy protected her, saving her life. She was quickly brought back for treatment, and after a long period of healing incantations, she is now largely recovered. Her charred skin has healed completely.
This should have been a good thing, but the powerful explosion seems to have affected her brain. Yu Ni's entire thought process is based on the list of information I inputted, and this shock caused chaos in her brain. She didn't know where the connection went wrong. Covered in bandages, she pounced on me the moment she saw me, like a female dog in heat seeing a male.
(Hey? Seriously? I just dealt with a vixen, and now I've run into a bitch? Even if you're blessed with good fortune, do you have to keep coming back like this?)
I groaned inwardly, but Yu Ni suddenly pounced on me and reached for my belt. Normally, I might have been tempted by her beauty and half-heartedly let her have her way with me, but at this moment I had extraordinary self-control, regarding all the beauties in the world as withered bones. I snorted coldly, stuck my finger between Yu Ni's eyebrows, and with the brainwashing incantation I usually use, Yu Ni instantly lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
"Sigh, Ani, even if I like you a lot, you're just recovering from your serious injuries, how can I... prioritize your health?"
These were all just polite words, meant for the few Feather Clan female warriors temporarily acting as nurses in the room, to improve my image. Little did I expect that when I picked up Yu Ni and put her down, turning around, I would meet Yu Hong's gaze.
"...I never thought you would have such self-control, it's so unlike you."
In a certain way, Yu Hong is actually as simple and direct as A Xue. If it were Yue Ying or Li Hua Mei, they would see that I was just creating an image, but... everyone has things they want to see and hear, so they help the illusion deceive themselves.
A woman's maternal instinct is a great thing, but also a terrible flaw. Every woman in the world hopes to influence and change her man, which is an incredibly difficult task. A few saintly women succeed and become role models, but the vast majority fail, even wasting their entire lives.
Yu Hong looked at me with admiration, and seemed a little moved. I didn't know what kind of fantasies she held about me, but I thought the chances of them coming true were very slim.
Compared to Yu Ni, Yu Hong's injuries were more difficult to treat, but with Bai Mudan's help, her eyes, the most difficult part to treat, had already been healed. The remaining injuries were just flesh wounds and not difficult to treat. However, the sadness in Yu Hong's eyes told me that she had been told the bad news.
I waved my hand, signaling the others in the room to leave, leaving only Yu Hong, myself, and the unconscious Yu Ni.
"Please thank the Venerable One for me. Without his pure and unparalleled inner strength, even with the recovery incantation, I wouldn't have been able to sit up so quickly."
"...You already know?"
"Yes, I'm very sad, but... I had no choice. I had to do what I had to do. If I hadn't fought back then, the Black Witch's conspiracy would have succeeded, and the entire land would have been plunged into a crisis of destruction. So I had no choice but to fight, and it's impossible to fight without injuries..."
Yu Hong said in a low voice. That was indeed the case at the time. If she hadn't fought hard, the realm reshuffling caused by the Black Witch would have only plunged the entire land into destruction. Therefore, she had no choice but to put aside all her concerns and fight, which ultimately led to the annihilation of the Heart Lamp Hermit.
I had anticipated that seeing one's closest relatives die twice would be a tremendous shock, even devastating. Although Yu Hong was trying her best to remain calm, tears began to stream down her face after only a few words. She seemed completely unaware that she was crying, sitting there in a daze.
"Ah Hong, you..."
"I don't regret it. Even if I had to face it all over again, I would still do the same thing, because this is the path I chose. I will fight for love and justice on earth, and I will never tarnish the banner of justice. No matter how heartbroken I am, there will definitely be other children in this world who will be saved because of my struggle. As long as that... that's enough."
Yu Hong spoke softly, and towards the end, she was just muttering to herself, tears streaming down her face, her eyes completely empty. I noticed this and realized that Yu Hong's heart disease was showing signs of relapse, so I quickly coughed twice, trying to distract her.
"It's alright, I can handle it, it's nothing."
Yu Hong wiped away her tears, as if to prove her strength, and smiled through her tears, saying, "Life isn't all about loss. At least this time we've reunited with our mother, and we're no longer all alone. Thank you for that. Hey, when are you free? Let's have a 4P family celebration to commemorate our victory, wouldn't that be great?"
This was truly the most enticing invitation I'd ever heard. If it had come a few days earlier, I would have dreamed of it, but now… I felt an indescribable chill run down my spine to my head.
Was it right or wrong that I deliberately concealed something on the battlefield?
◆ Episode 4: A Difficult Choice. The unresolved conflicts and grudges are beyond
my control. I'm not an invincible superman. Even after several physically exhausting experiences, although there are still some decisions I need to make, I chose to lie down and rest. Besides… I need some time to think things through again.
I slept for a long time, but I didn't sleep well. In my hazy state, the choices that troubled me formed nightmares, making me toss and turn in my dreams.
I don't know how long I slept, but it seemed like someone came. Gradually waking from the nightmare, I realized someone was standing by my bed, reaching out to stroke my forehead, wiping away the cold sweat caused by the nightmare. This warm and peaceful feeling… it felt so familiar.
Was it Yueying? Ah Xue? Or Phoenix?
There aren't many women who give me a sense of kinship. I thought of these three, but they weren't quite the right person. When I opened my eyes, the woman before me was Li Huamei, the most beautiful dragon maiden of the East Sea.
In the dim candlelight, I saw a bright red silk robe with gold thread trim. On this beautiful dragon maiden, she looked both majestic and delicate, making one almost hold their breath in admiration of her beauty.
Recalling Li Huamei's fierce performance in this battle, an indescribable feeling of emotion welled up in my heart. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to say it appropriately. These reactions... Li Huamei saw them and smiled gently.
"Are you cold? The night wind is a bit strong. Let me close the window for you."
Li Huamei turned around, and the beautiful curve of her back made me stare blankly. Although my body was still tired, a desire began to burn between my legs. Encouraged by this, I silently stood up from the bed, took a few quick steps, caught up with Li Huamei, hugged her tightly, and kissed her snowy neck from behind.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"You know perfectly well what I'm doing. It's been so long since we've had any fun together. The war is finally over, do you think I'd let you off the hook?"
I kissed Li Huamei's neck while reaching out to unbutton her clothes. Li Huamei didn't seem to have any intention of making love to me here. She moved her arms, subtly blocking my advances. With her unparalleled martial arts skills, if she insisted on not doing so, I would only be met with rejection.
When my advances failed, I had a sudden idea. I grabbed Li Huamei, pressed her against the wall, lifted the hem of her robe, and pulled down the dragon girl's silk panties with one hand.
Caught off guard by my sudden attack, the usually arrogant Li Huamei only then realized that I had removed her underwear. She let out a soft "Ah," a sound tinged with amusement.
"You pervert, you're incredibly audacious, even taking off my pants. If it were anyone else, they'd be at least eighteen pieces if not eighteen."
I didn't reply, my hand caressing her smooth, soft, upturned, porcelain-like buttocks. Suddenly, I felt a surge of impulse and raised my hand high, gently slapping her buttocks.
A crisp "smack" rang out, leaving a pale red handprint on Li Huamei's snow-white buttocks. This must have been quite unexpected for Li Huamei; her buttocks hadn't been slapped by a man in a long time, and she let out another soft cry.
Then, I struck her several more times, the soft rustling sounds filling the room. Li Huamei's buttocks were already a patch of red, and her soft moans had long since turned into low, lewd gasps. My heart was already burning with desire, and my lower body was as hard as an iron rod. With Li Huamei's martial arts skills, if she wanted to resist, how could I possibly hit her? But she was willing to put aside her dignity and play with me. How could such gentle charm not be intoxicating?
Li Huamei turned her head, her pearly teeth biting her soft red lips, a few strands of hair fluttering by her jade cheeks, her eyes filled with seductive charm.
"You, you just know how to bully people..."
Soon, we lay on the bed in each other's arms, slowly removing the extra clothes from her body.
Li Huamei, as always, took the initiative, lying on top of me, licking my neck with her delicate tongue, and slowly kissing my chest, kissing my nipples.
I stroked Li Huamei's hair with my left hand, and grasped her smooth breasts with my right, kneading her nipples between my fingers. Li Huamei continued kissing downwards, reaching my genitals, kneeling on my hard penis through my underwear,
using her saliva to wet the front of my underwear, and biting the edge of my underwear with her teeth, gently pulling it down, and my hard penis sprang out.
"Incredible, truly incredible! Marshal Li is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also incredibly eloquent. Outsiders would be terrified if they knew."
"...I specially practiced this to make you happy. Don't tell me you don't like this kind of thing."
This was truly a surprising and delightful answer, especially when Li Huamei said it with a smile. That bold and sexy coquettish expression was something I could hardly imagine seeing on her face.
I cooperated with Li Huamei's movements, lifting my buttocks and completely removing my underwear. The East Sea Dragon Girl, who usually wields a command sword, was now fondling my penis with great affection, and lowered her head to take it into her mouth. As I watched my penis being swallowed, a strong pleasure surged into my brain, and I couldn't help but tremble. I relaxed my whole body and lay flat on the bed, comfortably enjoying the pleasure brought by Li Huamei giving me oral sex.
In the midst of pleasurable movements, I caressed Li Huamei's beautiful buttocks while she diligently performed oral sex on me. The more comfortable my penis felt in her mouth, the larger it seemed. I patted her buttocks and lifted her thighs. She understood and straddled me, bringing her beautiful buttocks close to my mouth.
I held her buttocks with one hand and reached to her chest with the other, kneading her soft breasts. My lips pressed tightly against her vulva, sucking hard.
I licked Li Huamei's clitoris, vulva, and even her anus without missing a beat. Her small mouth enveloped my penis like a tight cavity. This 69 position brought immense pleasure to both of us. I licked her vulva and anus rhythmically, occasionally inserting my tongue into her vulva. With my skillful technique, she quickly reached orgasm, and the love juice from her orgasm flowed all over my face.
I rolled over and pinned Li Huamei down, my hands grasping her snow-white breasts. My penis pressed against her wet, slippery vulva, and with a powerful thrust of my hips, it entered her hot, moist passage.
As I penetrated, Li Huamei cried out. I kissed her lips tightly, and she reciprocated by probing my mouth with her tongue. Our tongues intertwined, each sucking the juices from the other's mouth. My penis pumped rapidly inside her, her wet, sweet lips nestled against it, tightly gripping it. Honey-like fluids splattered with each thrust, wetting the place where we were joined.
Li Huamei's delicate moans grew louder and louder, her body swaying up and down in perfect harmony with my thrusts. Her vaginal canal burned with heat from my thrusts, and her nectar splattered everywhere. I lost track of time as my pleasure intensified. At the same time, I noticed her vaginal canal contracting continuously, and her grip on me tightened. I knew her orgasm was approaching, and I was about to ejaculate as well.
"Ah..."
With a joyful cry from Li Huamei, her vaginal canal contracted violently, and a stream of nectar splattered onto my penis. Under this intense stimulation, I could no longer hold back. I gripped her snowy breasts tightly, thrusting my penis deep into the depths of the Dragon Girl of the East Sea's vagina, and ejaculated a thick stream of white semen.
We lay cuddling on the bed. Li Huamei's soft moans hadn't subsided when she suddenly turned and straddled my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately. She said joyfully, "John, pack your things and come back to the East Sea with me."
These words almost made me spit blood. Although the East Sea Dragon Girl's breasts were beautiful, her words were deadly. I thought she had long given up on the idea of taking me to the East Sea to fight alongside her, but it turned out she was still seriously considering it.
"Can we not talk about this? I've already said I can't go to the East Sea, and the Southern Barbarian matter isn't over yet. I have to help my grandfather bring these beastmen back."
"Although you have beastman blood, you have absolutely no relation to beastmen. Helping your grandfather get here is enough. The Ishtar people are selfish and untrustworthy. You don't really believe they'll keep their word and not turn their backs on you, do you?" The
Ishtar people's reputation is truly terrible. Bai Lanxiong has said the same phrase "turn their backs on you," Mao Yan'an has said it, and now even Li Huamei is bringing it up, as if everyone is waiting for the moment when they go back on their word and turn their backs on you.
The most important thing in any conspiracy is secrecy. Now that it's common knowledge, Ishtar has arguably failed miserably, leaving all other conspiracy organizations in the business to lament its failure.
However, what I'm truly concerned about right now isn't the risk on Ishtar's side. After all, with the wisdom of the Beastmaster, there's no reason why he wouldn't know something so common knowledge. And for an old hand like him, it's absolutely impossible that he hadn't made some preparations. I don't need to worry about that.
What my eyes are currently fixed on is Li Huamei's naked body. During our conversation just now, she, who had been lying beside me, propped herself up on her elbows. The candlelight in the room shone from behind her, illuminating a stunningly beautiful back view. Her limbs were well-proportioned, her waist slender, and her breasts full and round. From any angle, it was a breathtaking sight.
Even though I was already exhausted from several rounds of intercourse, seeing this scene made my heart skip a beat, and my groin couldn't help but react.
"What's wrong? Does it look good?"
Li Huamei's naturalness and generosity have always been the main reason I like her. She is mature in both body and mind, and she doesn't act coy like a little girl. When she finds that her lover likes her body, she doesn't shy away. Instead, she leans against the edge of the bed, stretches, and thrusts out her beautiful breasts, showing off her proud and perfect curves to my eyes.
"You have a great figure, don't you? How does it compare to your sister Yueying?"
The Marshal Li, who is so imposing in the eyes of others, becomes a real woman with flesh and blood in front of me. She can laugh, she can blink, and she can be a little jealous, but she controls it just right. As soon as she asked the question, her hand reached under the covers and grasped my increasingly hard penis, stroking it with varying degrees of tightness and looseness.
I smiled wryly and didn't answer, because no matter what I said, it would be inappropriate, and given Li Huamei's intelligence, she wouldn't really want to know the answer.
Having changed the subject, we still had to get back to the main point. I told Li Huamei that I had already anticipated the Ishtar people's betrayal, and I believed my grandfather was prepared as well. Furthermore, if we combined the power of Li Huamei and the Beastmaster, no matter what the Ishtar people did, we would have the ability to forcefully suppress them.
"So… Huamei, the most important thing is that you stand on my side. As long as you work with us, we are not afraid of what the Ishtar people do."
I held Li Huamei's other hand, a huge question that I had never considered before navigating my mind. Li Huamei… she should be on our side, right? I believe she has no reason to be hostile to me, but this idea is just my own conjecture, unverified. If I'm wrong, the only thing we can do is run away immediately, because if Li Huamei joins forces with Ishtar, it will be a devastating blow to us.
"Can you promise me something?"
A calm and rational voice told me that Li Huamei had switched roles. At this moment, she was no longer the cheerful little woman from before, but had become the Marshal Li, commanding thousands of troops.
"What do you want me to promise? I'll do whatever I can."
"No matter what, the Black Witch Goddess is the biggest remnant of the Black Dragon Society. Only when she dies can the Black Dragon Society be completely eradicated. So no matter the cost, the Black Witch Goddess must die."
I was secretly shocked. I didn't expect Li Huamei to bring up this matter. This was indeed difficult to handle. I remained calm and said indifferently, "The Golden and Silver Absolute Palms used by the Hellish God of Lust were an incredible secret technique back then. Even if you were hit, you would probably be in grave danger. How could the Black Witch Goddess possibly survive after being hit by me?"
This was my answer, but judging from her expression, Li Huamei was not satisfied with this answer. Her expression turned cold, and her chilling eyes made me realize that this was not a woman I could fool, especially when my penis was still firmly held in her hand.
"Hey, don't be like that. Do you really want me to personally deal with the Black Witch Goddess? You know my own limitations. Asking me to kill the Black Witch Goddess is worse than asking me to commit suicide."
I deliberately spoke like a clown, using exaggerated expressions to try and ease the atmosphere. This effort paid off; Li Huamei chuckled, shook her head, and her previous coldness vanished.
"That's not necessary. Our Admiral John has so many important things to do. For small-scale operations like this, why would he need someone as capable as you? Of course, you don't need to do it yourself."
Li Huamei also joked with me. I smiled along, but inwardly I wasn't really happy. I was just relieved that I had finally gotten through this difficult situation.
However, I was far too naive to hold that view, because as it turned out, the Dragon Queen Mei, who controlled the East Sea and was renowned throughout the world, was definitely not a woman who could be easily manipulated.
"...But I still have to say, the Black Witch Goddess must die."
Sometimes, I truly sigh: "Friends" are far easier to negotiate with than "women." I'd rather negotiate with a hundred friends like Bai Lanxiong than encounter one Li Huamei.
When a woman has made up her mind and is determined, it's incredibly difficult to change her mind, especially with a clever woman like Li Huamei. There are practically no conditions to discuss at the negotiating table. In the end, I became increasingly entangled in disagreement and had no choice but to make a firm guarantee that the Black Witch Goddess would undoubtedly die.
Li Huamei did indeed see what happened on the battlefield this morning—not only did she see it, but she even pressed me, demanding a statement.
Sigh, it's really not easy being a person. Someone once said that it's not hard to do one bad thing or be a bad person, but it's incredibly difficult to never do a good deed in one's entire life, to be thoroughly evil. Even the worst person occasionally wants to do something good, to change things up, but once you're used to evil deeds, it's really hard to suddenly show mercy or let someone off the hook.
I'm not the only smart person. In fact, compared to most people around me, I'm not really smart. At least, I wasn't the first to discover the secret about the Black Witch Goddess.
Mao Yan'an discovered it and sent me a letter before the war, revealing the Black Witch Goddess's true identity. Although Mao Yan'an wasn't there at the beginning of the war, his letter influenced the course of the battle.
Li Huamei also saw through this secret. I don't know when she discovered it, but she definitely found out, and now it's become my biggest headache.
Anyway, these problems have to be solved eventually. I dragged my reluctant, heavy steps to the door of this room, and without knocking, I swaggered in.
"Is Dr. Bai here?" I saw Bai Mudan sitting on the bed, tidying up the many medicinal herbs and silver needles she used to treat injuries and illnesses. Her long, black hair hung down, and she wore a light purple silk nightgown with a slit at the neckline revealing her fair skin. She
was both sexy and alluring, the most beautiful charm of a mature woman.
"Excuse me... is there something you need?"
Bai Mudan frowned slightly, seemingly displeased that I had barged in without knocking. However, I had done far more outrageous things than I could imagine, so I naturally didn't care about her thoughts. I simply stood in front of her, my thieving eyes unabashedly fixed on her chest, wanting to see if the V-neck would slip open a little more, revealing her full, snow-white breasts.
The alluring beauty, the half-exposed breasts, was simply too captivating. I swallowed the words I was about to say, just staring at the radiant young woman before me, hesitating about what to say.
Bai Mudan's beauty is completely different from the women around me. Although Yueying's looks and figure are better than hers, she doesn't have Bai Mudan's mature charm. If I can't have her again, it would be a real pity. Not to mention the 4P parent-child well with Neon, that heavenly taste... I've only had it once. Should I give it up now?
"Well, it's nothing. I just finished up with some things and came to check on things."
I said casually, noticing that Bai Mudan looked tired and exhausted. From morning until now, she has been treating many wounded soldiers, minimizing the mortality rate, and also treating the original plague patients. It must have been quite tiring for her, no wonder she's so exhausted.
"How is it, Dr. Bai? Is the treatment going smoothly?"
This was just something I asked casually because I couldn't figure out what to do yet, but it elicited a sigh from Bai Mudan.
"The situation is very serious. The casualties from yesterday's battle are manageable, but the plague caused by the spread of corpses during the Headless Riders' rampage is very difficult to treat. I'm still mixing herbs and making a panacea. If I can't make it, the future casualties will be in the millions."
"Oh? That serious? Then... can the Ishtar people help you in any way? Uncle Mao has a good relationship with the Golden Flower Federation; could they transfer resources from there to help you? It's too hard on you to be treating yourself all by yourself."
I answered casually, but Bai Mudan looked at me firmly with her beautiful eyes and said decisively, "Outsiders can't help me much. Developing a treatment vaccine is technically very difficult and can only be done by..." "If I do it myself, any outsiders will not only be a burden, but will also become a hindrance, which would be very bad."
Hearing this, I kept it to myself. From another perspective, it meant how important Mudan was. If anything happened to her, no one in the world could cure the special corpse poison caused by the Headless Riders, and at least several million people would die in Ishtar. The situation was extremely troublesome.
However, troublesome as it was, it wasn't my problem. I wasn't from Ishtar. What did it matter to me if several million or tens of millions died here? Let alone several million Ishtar people dying of disease, even if several million Alibuda people were to die, it wouldn't bother me. I wasn't as compassionate as Ah Xue. Could I possibly care about everything, from rain to deaths in my family?
"Let them die, what's it to me?"
That was the answer I wanted to give, but considering Narcissus's position, I thought it was better not to be so absolute. Besides... if Xue saw this mountain of corpses, she would probably be heartbroken for a long time, which was not something I wanted to see either.
I hesitated, and before I could add a second sentence, Bai Mudan reminded me that she had just checked on Xue and found that Xue had accumulated a destructive and powerful energy within her body. If it was not dealt with properly, it could become a major disaster at any time. However, this energy was extremely difficult to release; at least... it could not be done with force alone, but required sophisticated medical techniques.
"I heard that Upso originally coveted Miss Xue's beauty and was going to make a move on her, but then she left halfway through, which is not in line with her usual behavior. It is very likely that she realized the danger of Miss Xue and ran away."
Upso is the Heart Sword Nun. I can't figure out why she suddenly threw Xue back to me and ran away. Although Xue is very dangerous now, I don't believe that a perverted madman like the Heart Sword Nun would be scared by such a thing.
Given Xin Jian Shen Ni's perverse nature, she would likely devour this long-planned piece of flesh, indulging in wanton debauchery, and then deliver a fatal explosion during her climax. Even if it meant paying with her life for this debauchery, as long as she could drag hundreds of thousands of people down with her, it would be a worthwhile trade-off, no matter the cost.
Given this, why would Xin Jian Shen Ni let go and leave? This is what I can't understand. However, Bai Mudan's words emphasize one point: her importance. If anything were to happen to her, I would be risking Ah Xue's safety. This is a very clever form of blackmail. I might not care about the deaths of millions in Ishtar, but I cannot ignore Ah Xue's safety.
"Dr. Bai, actually, I don't care about many things. Besides being a womanizer, there's nothing else I care about. Instead of talking like this for so long, why don't we... talk about it in bed?"
I said with a smirk, but heaven knows that my desire was less than a tenth of what I showed. I hadn't recovered from my series of encounters with Ah Xue, and then I had a good time with Li Huamei. Asking me to molest Bai Mudan now felt like drinking ten bottles of soy sauce—I was about to vomit.
However, Bai Mudan was indeed a very beautiful woman. Seeing her sitting on the bed with her breasts half-exposed and alluring, I had a natural reaction. Considering that such opportunities might not come often, and might be the last few times, I ultimately didn't take back what I had said.
While I remained silent, Bai Mudan understood my words and took action. She immediately burrowed under the covers, then tossed her clothes off one by one—her robe, bra, and black lace panties—all onto the floor. Her bare shoulders emerged from under the covers, and she looked at me with seductive eyes.
"Weren't you going to do it? Why aren't you coming over? I…I thought about it…"
Having been with Bai Mudan so many times, this was the first time she had taken the initiative, without me having to force myself on her. Her beautiful charm was truly captivating. Looking at Bai Mudan's wanton and seductive appearance, my previously limp and weak penis suddenly felt like a blade of grass seeing the sun, thriving and full of vitality, stirring with renewed desire.
The Farrell family motto: "Not taking advantage of a good deal is for bastards!"
In that instant, I unbuttoned and took off my clothes and pants in one swift motion, stripping naked within twenty seconds, and crawled naked into the bed.
Bai Mudan smiled coquettishly, shrinking deeper into the blankets. One soft hand grasped my penis, teasing and kneading it, while the other hand gently roamed over my chest, waist, shoulders, and buttocks.
"Mother-in-law, you're quite charming today. It's a shame not to call your two daughters over to watch."
Tonight's events have nothing to do with them, only with you and me. "
Hmm, you..."
Before I could even react, another intoxicating warmth completely enveloped my penis. Soft lips slid across the throbbing shaft, and a nimble tongue teased the tingling sensation at the glans.
I could only lie on my back with my legs apart, my hands pressing down on Bai Mudan's rising and falling head through the blankets.
"Oh! That feels so good, Mother-in-law... Hurry... Harder!"
The fleshy mushroom pressed against her throat... The pleasure was indescribable...
When the penis reached its peak hardness, Bai Mudan rolled over, one hand still caressing the scrotum and testicles, her fingers pressing the base of the penis. She smiled lasciviously as she straddled him, grasping the swollen, unbearably hard penis, carefully aiming it at the glistening, wet crevice.
With a "squeak," she sat down, splashing water everywhere, immediately feeling a warm, wet sensation.
Bai Mudan was on top of me, a blanket draped over her shoulders, looking at me with a half-smile, her alluring eyes gleaming with lust… She pressed her hands firmly against my chest, her knees clamping tightly around my hips, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes her brows furrowed as she sang loudly, sometimes her delicate eyebrows relaxed as she moaned softly.
Kneading and grinding, twisting and turning, Bai Mudan seemed to have forgotten my presence, completely focused on pursuing her own blissful moment.
Within minutes, Bai Mudan, her hair disheveled, began to jump and throb wildly, her knees clamping even tighter, her vulva thrusting forward relentlessly against the base of my penis, causing me a dull ache. Her insides contracted and clenched repeatedly, releasing a warm, wet surge that soaked our joined bodies and dripped onto the innocent bedding beneath us.
Bai Mudan lay prone on my chest, panting softly. Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, a wicked thought arose within me. I reached my hands from under her knees, kneading her plump buttocks, pressing down hard while thrusting my penis upwards. I strained my waist, focusing my energy on my genitals, my hips pumping wildly upwards like a pile driver.
After a dozen or so thrusts, her moans resumed; after thirty or fifty, she sang with abandon; after a hundred or so, I pressed down hard on her beautiful buttocks with one hand, and with the other, I grabbed her right hand hidden behind her back. Before she could react, I suddenly thrust forward, flipping her over and laying her flat on the bed. I held her right hand and the metal object in my palm firmly down, and my lower body began a series of powerful thrusts like a pile driver, bringing her wanton body to orgasm.
Amidst the sweet, ethereal moans in my ears, I uttered the words I didn't want to say, with a sigh.
"Using a knife in bed, it's such a mood killer... Mother-in-law, or should I call you the Black Witch Goddess, whatever you want, it's time to reveal everything."
◆ Chapter Five: Rakshasa Demon Mother. Before the battle between Dark Mercy
and the Headless Knight broke out, I received a letter from Mao Yan'an. The letter started with casual greetings, followed by some rambling about his life in the Golden Flower Federation, where he was having sex and engaging in escort services every day. He described his comfortable and enjoyable life, driving luxury cars, living in a mansion, and throwing parties at night with beautiful lighting and a great atmosphere, and how his house was immune to flooding.
After spouting a bunch of enviable, frivolous words, the delinquent middle-aged man began to repent in the letter, saying that he shouldn't have messed with underage schoolgirls, shouldn't have seduced respectable women, and especially shouldn't have gotten an innocent girl pregnant and then run away without paying for the abortion... After rambling on for so long, it seemed more like boasting than repentance. Then, the letter mentioned that there was one thing he was very worried about.
Mao Yan'an stated that Bai Mudan's origins are shrouded in mystery. Unlike many famous figures who gradually rise to fame from childhood to adulthood with traceable backgrounds, she appeared suddenly, without any connections, using her exceptional medical skills to travel the world and do good deeds, gaining the support and admiration of countless people.
However, behind these illustrious achievements, Bai Mudan's background remains a mystery. During her time in the public eye, her closest associates were Xin Deng Jushi and Ni Hong, a fact that Mao Yan'an, as a close friend of their family, knew all too well.
If their relationship was so close, and Xin Deng Jushi's true identity was the Black Dragon King, then it's not impossible that Bai Mudan's true identity was the Black Witch Goddess. In his letter, Mao Yan'an mentioned that Bai Mudan practices light magic, so she shouldn't be a black witch. However, the Black Dragon Society has made significant progress in breaking through the limitations of magic cultivation in recent years. If this is indeed the case, this stereotype could become a blind spot, causing us to overlook the black witch.
Mao Yan'an said he didn't want to doubt his good friend, but the matter was of great importance. If I were careless, one wrong move could lead to complete defeat. To ensure my safety, he had to tell me this idea and urged me to be careful in everything. If he could spare the time, I might see him come to my aid soon after reading the letter.
After reading the letter, I didn't have much of a reaction. This unscrupulous middle-aged man had done similar things before. Back in the battle at Cihang Jingdian, Mao Yan'an betrayed the sect before the battle even began, revealing Xin Deng Jushi's secrets to Yu Hong in front of everyone. This made it impossible for Xin Deng Jushi to deny the truth, ultimately leading to his death at Cihang Jingdian. Now, he's sending this letter just before the battle; its meaning is the same as before—a last-minute defection.
Actually, I've had this suspicion for a long time. When considering the Black Witch's apparent identity, I've thought of Bai Mudan as a possibility more than once.
First, Bai Mudan claims to be the sister of the Black Witch, but this is solely her claim; no one else can corroborate it. In other words, she says one day they are sisters, the next day she says they are herself—it's all arbitrary and unreliable.
Second, Bai Mudan follows the Headless Rider as she heals, rushing to wherever the plague spreads, providing free treatment to the sick without ever complaining of fatigue. The people are so moved by her righteous deeds that they regard her as a living goddess. Although it was Ishtar who invited her, no one knows when she arrived. If the order is reversed, it becomes that wherever she goes, the Headless Rider follows, which reveals a deeper story.
I did have these kinds of doubts, but every time they crossed my mind, I immediately changed the subject, neither thinking about them deeply nor daring to.
I kept telling myself that such a thing was absolutely impossible, because the laws of magic are ironclad; one person cannot cultivate both light and dark magic, and the Black Witch and White Peony are definitely not the same person.
After several battles with the Black Witch, I found that this law seemed to have been broken, but I still didn't want to delve deeper into the issue.
Because if this possibility came true, I would have to deal with it immediately—kill the Black Witch, and then my dream of having a massive orgy with White Peony and Neon would be shattered. Wouldn't all the hard work and suffering I'd endured be for nothing?
This absolutely cannot happen, otherwise all my hard work will be in vain, and having missed out on the White Peony and the Neon, I don't know when I'll encounter such a perfect match again—twin beauties and a mother and daughter in bed together. Even spending a fortune in a brothel might not yield such a thing. Therefore, for my own selfish desires, I've decided to gamble with the lives of millions of Ishtar's citizens. No matter what, I must fulfill this dream.
"...Is that really how it is?"
Every time I make a decision, every time I dream in the middle of the night, every time I'm alone, there's a small voice in my heart, whispering to myself.
"...Is it really like this?"
What a load of rubbish. What other reason could there be? Bai Mudan isn't my mother. Calling her mother-in-law is just something I play around with when things are dry. If it weren't for the fact that the dream of having all three of them in bed together is too tempting, why would I take such a big risk and keep a deadly enemy by my side?
"...How are you going to explain this to Yu Ni and Yu Hong?"
Explain? What explanation? Yu Ni is a mindless, beautiful flesh doll, and Yu Hong is a cheap slut I can fuck at will. What do I need to explain to these two? They're just unlucky. Being a mother is easy enough, but they had to become a terrorist who's committed countless evil deeds. Now they're almost at the end of their rope, hated by everyone. I'm just going along with it, acting as a righteous hero. I can even get a banner of honor for killing people—what's wrong with that?
"...But, can Japan withstand this blow?"
Whether they can withstand it or not is none of my business! Don't I have enough trouble myself? The Black Witch isn't without enemies. One side says she should be killed, another side says she should be killed. Am I supposed to tell them, "Spare her for Japan's sake, her daughter will be heartbroken if she kills her mother?"
"Yu Hong... she definitely won't be able to bear it. All she has left is her mother. She's already sacrificed so much for upholding justice and fighting evil. If she loses her mother too, she'll have nothing left."
She can only blame herself for being stupid! Why choose such a righteous cause all the time? Does fighting evil bring her so much ecstasy? Since she loves justice so much, she should accept the consequences. Consider the death of her mother as tuition.
"This tuition is too expensive; it might be a devastating blow. Yu Hong then... you know very well that you can't bear to lose her."
Shut up! Don't say any more!
"Why are you angry? Every time Yu Hong sheds a tear, your heart aches too, doesn't it?"
Shut up! Don't say these things in my head!
"Is it so hard to admit this fact? You ignored Bai Mudan's danger because you wanted to make Yu Hong happy, trying your best to give them, mother and daughter, a chance to spend time together. Admitting this won't make you weak."
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Similar voices kept echoing in my mind, each time making me incredibly anxious. During the day, I could only use reason to suppress and ignore these voices, but at night, I would drink heavily, or make love wildly with A Xue and Neon, using physical pleasure to prevent myself from paying attention to the things I should be paying attention to.
However, no matter how much you deceive yourself, there has to be an end. When Phoenix told me, "If you indulge too much in desire, you won't see some obvious things. You'll overlook such blatant lies and flaws," I had to face the problem and realize that my thinking had a blind spot. I couldn't go too far and risk my own life and the lives of those around me.
After receiving another letter from Mao Yan'an, my suspicions were almost confirmed, and I finally made a decision: to send Neon to deal with the Black Witch in the battle. It was incredibly effective. The Black Witch dared not use her full strength against her daughter and was forced into a panic, winning us a precious opportunity to win.
Now that the battle is over, the cleanup work is just beginning. Li Huamei has also discovered Bai Mudan's secret and is forcing me to confess. She is the leader of the East China Sea resistance army, has fought against the Black Dragon Society for many years, and has a deep-seated hatred for the Black Witch Goddess. There is no way she will let the Black Witch Goddess live, and I cannot turn against Li Huamei for the sake of the Black Witch Goddess. Therefore, it is only natural to execute Bai Mudan.
Such a beautiful and delicate woman, it would be a terrible waste if she died like this. Since she is going to die anyway, it would be the best arrangement to do it one last time before she dies, so that it won't be a waste, and it will bring joy to both of us. "
It should be...
To put it simply, all those lies you told back then—one minute it was your sister's daughter, the next it was your own child born out of wedlock with your brother-in-law—were all lies. There's only one truth: when the Hermit of the Heart Lamp was on a diplomatic mission to Ishtar, he met you in Baghdad, and then..."
The Black Witch, an important figure in Ishtar at the time, fell in love at first sight with the Hermit of the Heart Lamp. Their love was
so profound that the Black Witch betrayed Ishtar and was hunted down. Judging by the timeline, the reason the Black Witch decided to betray her homeland was likely because she was pregnant with Yu Ni and Yu Hong. To prevent her two daughters from being born into darkness, the Black Witch risked everything to escape Ishtar.
At the time, the Hermit of the Heart Lamp was a shining star in the Golden Flower Federation, attracting immense attention. It was impossible for him to marry the Black Witch Celestial, or even publicly raise their two daughters. He had no choice but to entrust them to the Feather Clan. This was a truly foolish and disastrous move. Even entrusting them to an ordinary family would have been better than entrusting them to the impoverished Feather Clan. With the Hermit of the Heart Lamp's wisdom, why would he be so foolish? I still can't understand it.
Later, the Hermit of the Heart Lamp became the Black Dragon King, and the Black Witch Celestial officially appeared in the Black Dragon Society. Whether these two events occurred first or last, I don't know; a detailed investigation is needed to determine the answer. But this couple, working together, became the source of turmoil for over a decade.
In terms of pure strength, this couple could be considered the most powerful villainous duo on earth; they were just a hair's breadth away from seizing the land. Unfortunately, due to various unfavorable circumstances, they ultimately lacked the fortune to rule and met a tragic end.
After the death of the Heart Lamp Hermit in the Cihang Meditation Hall, the Black Dragon Society descended into fierce internal strife and quickly declined and perished. If, at this time, the Black Witch Heavenly Maiden, as the second-in-command, had stepped forward to stabilize the situation, the Black Dragon Society would not have collapsed so quickly. However, having lost her beloved, she had only two thoughts in her mind: revenge and defying fate.
Revenge is about taking revenge on all those who have wronged her, from Ishtar's old friends to the murderers of the Heart Lamp Hermit—none of them can be spared. With the Headless Knight's terrifying power, this goal shouldn't be difficult to achieve.
Defying fate means breaking the laws of nature and bringing the dead back to life. This isn't something that can be accomplished with mere power. To achieve this goal, the Black Witch Goddess has poured immense effort into it, ultimately choosing Ishtar to execute her plan.
Without Ishtar, she wouldn't have been able to absorb so much resentment from the dead, bringing the Headless Knight's power to its peak; without Ishtar, she wouldn't have found another spell that could be used in conjunction with the right time and place to open the portal to another dimension.
The Black Witch made the right choice, executing her plan precisely and luring her main enemy to Ishtar for a swift and decisive annihilation. Considering the plan's audacity and the perils involved, the Black Witch was a formidable heroine. However, in her pursuit of revenge, she encountered obstacles stemming from within herself, primarily her two daughters.
Maternal love was undeniable within the Black Witch; in fact, she was a deeply affectionate woman. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to resurrect the Heart Lamp Hermit.
The Black Witch Goddess loved her two daughters dearly, even willing to sacrifice her dignity for them. She was willing to be humiliated by her hateful enemies as a weak woman, just to maintain the temporary illusion and enjoy a moment of family happiness with her two daughters. In the end, it could be said that it was because of these two daughters that her entire plan failed.
"On Fengling Island, I found it strange that you treated Yu Ni so poorly. You made her take off her pants and have sex with the old monk in public, ruining her reputation. But then I realized it was all your good intentions as a mother. In the Black Dragon Society, what do reputation and image matter? Strength is the only thing that matters! The old monk's centuries of cultivation are invaluable. You don't want outsiders to benefit from it. You're giving this huge advantage to your own daughter. Hehe, others may not see this maternal love, but I wonder if your daughter can feel it."
I pressed Bai Mudan down, like a pile driver, shaking my waist wildly, sending her body to the peak of passion. Pleasure surged, her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, and she convulsed uncontrollably.
These were purely physical reactions, the kind one couldn't control, but Bai Mudan's eyes were another matter entirely. Before, when Bai Mudan faced me, she acted like a virtuous doctor; although she disliked me, she was still polite and gentle. But now… her true colors were revealed, and what she saw in her eyes was naked hatred.
If I had seen those eyes earlier, I would have recognized her immediately, because the Black Witch Goddess always glared at me with that same resentful look!
In the past, I didn't quite understand, because if we're talking about enemies of the Black Dragon Society, Li Huamei is their greatest foe, and the Black Witch Goddess should hate her. Why does she harbor such deep hatred for a nobody like me? What's even stranger is that I hadn't seen her before the battle on Fengling Island, so why did she act like I was her mortal enemy the moment she saw me?
Now I finally understand why the Black Witch Goddess hates me. It's because her two innocent daughters, walking the path of righteousness, were violated by me. They lost their virginity and were tortured to the point of near death. She was heartbroken by their defilement but couldn't directly seek revenge for fear of revealing her identity. This accumulated resentment was naturally immense. Later, when White
Peony took advantage of my lust for her beauty and plotted to rape her, she feigned weakness and played along, wanting to kill me and make my death mysterious. However, she dared not use magic, fearing that killing me would expose her and ruin her plans. Fortunately, I was blessed with good fortune and had that brat from the future protecting me. White Peony's several assassination attempts failed, and even when she sent the Headless Knight to kill me, I escaped.
"I don't want to say much, but the death of Master Xindeng was the work of Guimei Xi. He beat us to the point of near death. Exposing his conspiracy in public wasn't intentional; it was a complete accident. I can understand why you hate me for this, but it still doesn't make much sense."
I gasped. "As for your two daughters, it's true I did them, but they also benefited a lot from me. If it weren't for me, where would Japan be?" "How could one of them survive until today? Everyone got what they wanted, so they didn't lose out at all, and they even had a great time! If they had joined the Black Dragon Society with you, they would have been ridden by thousands and raped by tens of thousands by today. What kind of innocence would they have?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Mudan reacted even more strongly, growling like an angry mother beast. Her snow-white body suddenly generated a great force, and her slender waist and tender buttocks shook violently, almost knocking me off.
Fortunately, I had anticipated this. The moment Bai Mudan arched her back and jiggled her hips, I pulled back, then thrust in again with all my might, penetrating deep into her cavity. Bai Mudan cried out, her eyes rolled back, and she nearly fainted. I quickly swung my hand, knocking the short dagger she was clutching to the ground.
The feeling of my penis being tightly gripped by her body was both wet and hot, indescribably pleasurable. My audacity wasn't due to lust or playing with my life; I had a sure-fire reason.
This second-in-command of the Black Dragon Society, the powerful Black Witch, was now… while not completely powerless, she was practically a cripple.
"You don't need to bluff. If you still had your previous strength, you wouldn't have needed to negotiate any conditions with me. You could have easily killed me with a single move. I didn't tell anyone about your narrow escape from the battlefield, but that doesn't mean I don't know what price you paid."
At that moment, I saw cracks appear in the golden statue sealing the Black Witch Goddess, and I knew something was wrong. The Black Witch Goddess must have used some kind of strange magic to escape, but after careful observation, I roughly understood what had happened.
The Golden and Silver Absolute Palms were able to dominate the world hundreds of years ago, and they were not just for show. Once hit by the Golden Seal, the consequence was certain death. Of course, there are exceptions to every divine skill and technique, and there are indeed methods to survive after being hit.
If one can condense pure energy around their body the instant they are struck, covering their entire body and preventing their skin and flesh from contacting the golden seal's energy, they can save their life. Afterwards, by continuously releasing energy and finding another way to break the metal seal from the inside, they can escape.
It sounds simple, but it's incredibly difficult in practice. Maintaining a pure energy shield covering the entire body is extremely challenging. If a martial arts master were to attempt it, the basic principle would be the same as dissipating their power. For a magician to achieve this effect, the price to pay would be even greater and more severe.
Even a single moment of energy release already severely depletes one's vital energy, let alone maintaining it for a period of time until the metal seal is broken from the inside. Observing the traces at the scene, I concluded that the Black Witch's power was almost completely exhausted. Without several years of diligent training, she wouldn't be able to cause any more trouble. If she's unlucky, she might never regain her former power.
It was precisely because I saw this that I dared to be so bold as to come alone to negotiate with White Peony, even resorting to this form of forced rape—having sex with her while speaking.
The grudges between me and White Peony cannot be explained in a short time, and I'm not here to settle old scores. Taking advantage of the opportunity to meet with the leaders of the Black Dragon Society, I want to clarify some long-standing issues.
"Tell me, how did Phoenix Island sink? Was it your Black Dragon Society that did it? Why did you want to destroy Phoenix Island?"
This was a question that puzzled me greatly. Upon hearing this, Bai Mudan simply gave me a disdainful look and stared at me without saying a word.
I thrust my hips, causing Bai Mudan to arch her back and proudly raise her two smooth breasts. I licked and twisted her nipples, and the tender pink nipples quickly changed color. Bai Mudan broke out in a cold sweat, but she didn't say a word despite the immense pain. Helpless, I had no choice but to threaten her, saying that if she continued to be uncooperative, her two precious daughters would be the ones to suffer in the end.
Bai Mudan wasn't a good person, but she was a good mother. Hearing my threats, she gave up her insistence and revealed the secrets of the past.
"...The destruction of Phoenix Island...was done by the Black Dragon King and me..."
Just as I had predicted, the destruction of Phoenix Island was a collaboration between two ultimate magicians. The magic was cast by the Black Dragon King and the Black Witch, a duo. The two greatest magicians of the time joined forces to achieve this incredible result.
A major objective of conquering Phoenix Island was to seize its magical achievements. Putting everything else aside, if the Black Dragon Society could also create a flying island, their dominance in the East China Sea would be permanently secured, making them truly invincible. However, this fundamental objective was not achieved. Although the defenses on Phoenix Island were completely annihilated, I don't know what the Phoenix Celestial Maiden did at the last moment, but the entire Phoenix Island, along with the Feathered Clan on it, vanished without a trace.
This great mystery that had troubled countless people for over a decade has finally been revealed, but I wasn't too surprised, because I had already expected this. Now it merely confirmed my speculation, but it didn't help in finding the whereabouts of my mother, the Phoenix Celestial Maiden. It seems I still need to go to the Phoenix Island ruins to investigate before I can deduce anything further.
Knowing this is enough; I have no intention of getting anything else out of Bai Mudan. Li Huamei and Narcissa would likely be very interested in the information about the Black Dragon Society's resources, but it's none of my business. As for healing the people of Ishtar, that's not my concern either, and I don't want to get involved.
(With the Black Dragon King dead and the Black Witch Goddess crippled, besides the Admirals, only two humanoid avatars remain in the Black Dragon Society capable of causing trouble. What is the true identity of Drunken Poppy? Why did Ghostly Evening attempt to assassinate the Black Dragon King? Should I ask these questions?)
Logically, I should ask them all, but after calculating the time, I realized that continuing to ask might prevent me from doing anything, so I abandoned that plan.
With that thought in mind, I decided to finish as soon as possible. With each thrust, Bai Mudan's body trembled back and forth, her beautiful breasts heaving like waves.
I swallowed hard, grabbed them with both hands, and squeezed out the snow-white flesh between my fingers. I began to vigorously knead her erect testicles, while thrusting my penis deep inside, then slowly pulling it out. Almost the entire shaft brought out a large amount of sweet, lustful fluid, soaking the sheets beneath us.
Withdrawing and thrusting again, my stimulation grew stronger with each high-frequency thrust. Beneath me, Bai Mudan, like a naked white fish, writhed incessantly. Her pinkish-white breasts and buttocks, glistening with sweat, were also under intense sensual assault. However… I suspected her pleasure was limited; after all, she was having sex with her enemy, and her emotions were conflicted, making it impossible for her to fully immerse herself in enjoyment.
Finally, I grabbed Bai Mudan's ankles, raising her round, fleshy buttocks as high as possible, almost completely pressing them against my lower body. Then, with a muffled groan, I released all the remaining semen into her womb.
"Ugh..."
Bai Mudan let out a mournful cry of pain, as if the scalding semen had been poured into her palace, causing her immense suffering. The emotional pain she felt was likely greater than the physical pain.
I released Bai Mudan and quickly began to dress, saying, "Stop talking nonsense. While you still have time, get out of here as soon as possible. You don't have much magic left, but you should still be able to disappear without a trace, right?"
"You... what did you say?"
Bai Mudan's eyes widened, seemingly not understanding what I meant. I shook my head and said, "Don't worry about what I'm saying, and don't ask me why I'm doing this. I don't even know why myself right now. In short, if it's a matter of life and death, get out of here before I change my mind. Once you're gone, starting tonight, I'll consider the Black Witch Goddess dead."
These words were all true. A Black Witch with her fangs removed has great value. I guarantee that various forces want to get their hands on her to obtain the Black Dragon Society's secret resources. In other words, letting her go would do me no good.
Even knowing this, I can't explain my feelings. Right now, I just want to let her go, regardless of the benefits or the consequences. I was too lazy to spout any nonsense about turning over a new leaf to Bai Mudan. If someone wants to do bad things, you can't stop them. I let her go not to make the world a better place, but simply because…
“I promised Li Huamei I wouldn't let the Black Witch Goddess live. After you leave, you'd better go into hiding. If you continue to do evil, even if I don't deal with you, someone else will come after you.”
Bai Mudan understood what I meant. After a brief moment of shock, she finally understood and murmured, “You…you really want me to go?”
"How many times are you going to ask me the same question? If I didn't intend to kick you out, I wouldn't have done it to you again. If I wanted to capture or kill you, I could have done it dozens more times. There was no need to rush just now... Forget it, just get out of here."
I wasn't sure if Bai Mudan would seek revenge later, and I couldn't worry about that now. If things dragged on too long and Li Huamei came knocking, I wouldn't be able to release the animals.
Bai Mudan finished dressing and walked to the door, as if she wanted to say something to me, but hesitated. I thought she wanted me to help take care of Neon, so I waved my hand and said that I would provide Neon with three meals a day, and that she, as a mother, didn't need to worry and just take care of herself.
I don't know if Bai Mudan liked hearing this, but her expression changed, as if she was about to get angry, but she held back and only said one sentence in a low voice.
"Actually... the Black Dragon King is not what you know, the real him..."

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