Alibuda Era Festival 19

"Sea Merchant King" Blair enthusiastically recounted his business acumen to us. It was clear he hoped the East China Sea would remain embroiled in internal strife, allowing him to profit from both sides. Ideally, he could even expand his business onto land, directly cooperating with the Golden Flower Federation.
"However, it's a pity I can't get past the Cihang Temple. They dislike me and have always opposed my coming ashore. Ha, this time it's unusual; they've taken the initiative to ask for my help. After this deal is done, I'll definitely make them repay my favor."
Blair laughed loudly, seemingly very happy, but it sent chills down my spine. This time, in assisting hundreds of thousands of orcs to return home safely, the Cihang Temple might have actually done something terrible—released a demon.
"Your Excellency, I deeply sympathize with your joy. However, I'd like to clarify first that you didn't call me here just for a casual chat, did you? If you have something you need me to do, then I think I should ask first."
Actually, what I really wanted to know was, what should I do if I were asked to do something but didn't want to? If the answer was to throw me into the sea to feed the fish, then I think I would definitely choose my answer carefully.
"Alright, I like straightforward people. Since you asked, I'll tell you," Bin Laden said. "I'm the biggest smuggler here. Besides all sorts of tangible goods, I sometimes smuggle technology. Some of this technology is for domestic use, some for medicine, and some is for archaeology, but most is military-related…
Unfortunately, that's the market economy:
if the technology were just about beauty and skincare, keeping women young forever, that would be…" It's not a big deal, but the big buyers who can afford it are interested in mutant beasts, super-powerful weapons, or perfect armies that transcend life and death and are loyal and obedient, or even super-powerful world-destroying weapons passed down from the ancient times.
If these deadly technologies are passed on casually, they will not only change the balance of power among nations on Earth, but also bring about catastrophic disasters. It's definitely not something to laugh about.
"This is of great importance. If this technology is leaked, I'll lose a lot of money... Well, I'm not quite right. Many innocent people will be affected. So I'm always very careful in keeping these things safe. But... well, there are bound to be oversights in life."
Bin Laden stroked his beard, seemingly regretful. About a few months ago, one of the Hainan King's trusted subordinates mysteriously disappeared. If that were all, it wouldn't be a big problem. But after taking inventory, a very important piece of machinery was also missing. The whole thing connected, meaning that someone had secretly defected with important goods.
Upon discovering this, Bin Laden acted swiftly, immediately dispatching skilled agents to hunt down and kill the traitor, recovering the mechanical part. However, a detailed investigation later revealed that the traitor had been colluding with someone for years, secretly leaking a certain technology for the partner to build in secret. The entire project was nearing completion, and the traitor planned to steal the final core component to complete the entire construction process.
Bladen shrugged and said, "It's a stroke of luck that we were able to stop this in time, because if that thing had been completed, things would have been very complicated, and even I wouldn't know how to handle it."
I said, "Stopped in time? I doubt it. If things had really been stopped, the Sea King wouldn't have needed to speak to me. The core part was retrieved, but as for the parts that leaked out, I don't think you'll let it go so easily."
"Smart. Although the core components haven't leaked out, the parts that have already been leaked still need to be dealt with, especially the things that have already been built. If left unattended, they might cause trouble one day, especially since I got wind of it... After those people realized they couldn't obtain the core components, they started trying to make them themselves, and the results seem quite good. This caught me off guard."
Bin Laden spoke with considerable regret. A man as shrewd and capable as him must be incredibly calculating. For a subordinate to deceive him for so long and even steal and sell important technology is an absolute disgrace to him. To wash away this shame, the whole thing must be brought to a close, which I understand. But what I still can't understand is, what does this have to do with me?
While I was still speculating, Mao Yan'an suddenly spoke up: "Then the technology's destination... should be Solancia, right?"
"Uh, what did you say, Uncle?"
I was still in astonishment when Bai Laden took a sip of tea and praised, "Mr. Mao's wisdom is truly astonishing. I wonder how he deduced this answer?"
"It's quite embarrassing to admit, but in the past few years, we've caused trouble in the Southern Barbarians, Alibuda, the East China Sea, the Golden Flower Federation, and Ishtar. If such a major event were to occur in these countries, I don't think we would be completely unaware."
Hearing Mao Yan'an's words, I immediately realized that if we used the elimination method, the only places on Earth capable of manufacturing that super weapon were Solancia and Rosetta. The dwarves in Rosetta are known for their straightforwardness, so the possibility of them secretly manufacturing weapons of mass destruction is very low. Even if they did, it would be difficult to keep it a secret. On the other hand, the elves in Solancia are mysterious and sneaky, so it's much more convincing to say that they are secretly plotting something.
(Wait, Solancia? Crafting high-level destructive weapons requires exceptional skill and master craftsmen… Damn, I know why they came to me!)
It suddenly dawned on me that although my relationship with Solancia's spirit was one of deep-seated hatred and no friendship whatsoever, I did have an old acquaintance in Solancia's life: my mistress, Zhizhi. Zhizhi originally worked for Leng Linglan in Alibuda, but when President Ryan organized the International Alliance, she went to Solancia for observation and research at Solancia's strong invitation.
Thinking about it now, the so-called research work was very likely to be assisting in the research and development and production of weapons. Although Solancia itself was full of talented people, Zhizhi was a genius craftsman who appeared out of nowhere. It is perfectly reasonable that Solancia specifically recruited Zhizhi in order to create that core component.
Bai Laden said, "Zhi Zhi. Lonnia is currently receiving preferential treatment in Solancia and is a key figure in the creation of that weapon. With her assistance, the chances of destroying the weapon and all the research data are much higher. According to the data, apart from Leng Linglan, she doesn't have anyone else she's particularly close to. However, our investigation team has dug deep and finally found out that she has a special relationship with you. I believe that if you step in, you can definitely persuade her to turn against you."
"Okay, no problem. I'll write a letter right now. You guys find a way to get the letter to her and tell her to leave Solancia immediately and come with you. That way, we can have a smooth ending."
I'm not one to be so easy to talk to, but the reason I agreed so readily was because I saw how tricky this matter was. If things go wrong, I could be sent to Solancia to wreak havoc, blowing up factories, burning down research institutes, and killing a large number of researchers. This wouldn't just be a life-or-death situation; it would be a near-certain death. No matter what the benefits, I don't want to take such a big risk right now. If I could escape by simply writing a letter, I'd rather treat it as a favor and get it over with quickly.
Unfortunately... my opponents don't seem to be so easy to talk to, or rather, they don't intend to let me go so easily.
"Heh, I'm sorry, but Solancia is on high alert. The research institute and factory are heavily guarded. Even if we manage to deliver the letter to Miss Zhizhi, we can't guarantee we can get her out safely,"
said Bladen. "Moreover, Solancia recently formed a secret military alliance with Alibuda, and Leng Linglan even went to Solancia herself for this matter. Under these circumstances, I don't think your letter alone will be of any use." "
If that's the case, then there's only one question left."
"What question?"
"Why should I listen to you? I say I'm not going, and I won't go. Let's see what you can do to force me to go!"
Having said all that, it's basically a showdown. Although it's very dangerous, I don't think I'll be thrown into the sea to be eaten by fish right away. After all, I still have value to them. Directly harming me isn't the right thing to do. Bin Laden isn't a fool; he probably wouldn't resort to such a drastic measure.
"Oh, you don't want to go? That's troublesome. I heard you're incredibly brave and chivalrous, which is why I wanted to ask for your help. Judging from your expression, bribery probably won't work. So, how should I coerce you? You're very important to me now. You wouldn't believe me if I said I'd cut off your hands and feet. At most, I can only threaten you with something you value, like..."
Blair said, "As a greeting gift... wipe out the hundreds of thousands of orcs here first?"
I thought Blair would use Mao Yan'an or Neon to blackmail me, but I didn't expect him to target the orcs right away.
The nature of the threat wasn't the point, but the atmosphere suddenly became eerie when he uttered those words. Although he smiled calmly, as if making a joke, the air about him was so serious that there was no doubt his words would be carried out immediately.
Perhaps, with a single command, a bloody massacre would unfold, with hundreds of large ships attacking simultaneously, catching the exhausted orcs completely off guard. With a well-intentioned plan, it's not difficult to ambush hundreds of thousands of orcs. All you need to do is poison their food. Even if it doesn't kill them, it will weaken their fighting strength. Then, you can send in armed personnel to take action. Everything is practically guaranteed to succeed.
"No, it's not that complicated." As if reading my mind, Blair said, "Poisoning is a common practice, so even the dumbest orcs will be wary, making it difficult to succeed. My method is much simpler. I just need to send a signal, and all the crew members on the ships will jump overboard to escape, and then dig up the ships. At most, we'll be sending dozens of ships to the orcs as a funeral gift. Simple and convenient." Hearing
this, I was shocked and secretly praised the "brilliant" idea. This poisonous plan was so ingenious that even if it were told to us openly, we wouldn't be able to defend against it. From here to the Southern Barbarians, hundreds of thousands of lives have been kidnapped by Blair. He can dig up the ships whenever he wants, as long as he's willing to sacrifice those ships.
From this passage, I felt a sense of dread. This smuggling boss was completely out of his mind. That vicious plan was indeed feasible and extremely clean and efficient, but what normal person would think so far ahead? If my dad is a pervert, then Bin Laden... was insane.
"Crazy? Not really. The loss of ships is just a loss of property. Problems that can be solved with money aren't problems. Money can be earned again, and ships can be rebuilt. But the loss of lives cannot be compensated." Bin Laden sneered. "If Ishtar had realized this sooner, he wouldn't have lost his elite forces at sea, resulting in being unable to rise again for at least twenty years."
Once again, I felt fear. This man wasn't just randomly discarding things; he clearly recognized the priorities and then calmly implemented them. His madness was supported by sufficient rationality. Madness and rationality, two contradictory elements, were combined in one person, which is why he could do such a ruthless thing.
This is terrible! Why did I have to mess with someone like this?
Hundreds of thousands of orcs aren't my fatal weakness. Even if they were to be wiped out, I wouldn't sacrifice my life for it. The problem is... this is clearly just the beginning. If I refuse, I'll only force them to reveal their trump cards, and I might not be able to handle that. I'll only lose even more humiliatingly.
"Ahem... excuse me, my throat is a little itchy."
At this critical moment, Mao Yan'an came to the rescue. He said that since it was our first meeting, the atmosphere was very strange. It would be better for everyone to go back and rest, and have more time to think. No matter how important the matter was, a few hours wouldn't make a difference. Giving us a few hours to think before answering would be better than the current stalemate.
"That's true. Well then... Admiral Farrell has three hours to consider. When you have an answer, I, Bai, will be here waiting for you."
It was this bandit's words that allowed Mao Yan'an and me to barely escape unscathed. We hurriedly exited through the red gate, barely managing to maintain our composure until the very last moment. As soon as we stepped outside, I rushed to wipe his sweat, letting out a deep breath.
"Oh dear, my dear nephew, how did you manage to provoke such a formidable character? This time you've truly boarded a pirate ship; there's no escape now."
"Damn it, what do you mean by 'low-key'? This guy is a complete and utterly insane opportunist! If he weren't so busy with business and obsessed with profit, he would have already gone on a rampage to conquer the world!"
I cursed. "This guy has been in the East China Sea for years, watching the two major forces fight each other, actually profiting from both sides. If he were to become an opportunist himself, he would be even more ruthless than the Black Dragon King. I should have known better than to help the resistance fight the Black Dragon Society last time. I should have sown discord and let the Black Dragon King and Li Huamei fight him together, reducing the danger."
Mao Yan'an nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, patting my shoulder forcefully to show his support for my idea, only regretting that he realized it too late.
These words, however few, are of no help to our situation. They're like two defeated dogs barking aimlessly, without any real meaning.
The two of us alone are incapable of changing this predicament, and even if we wanted help, I can't think of anyone who could. Those on this ship—Bai Lan Xiong, Neon, Katrina, and others—are all struggling to survive. Even if they were willing to help me, it would just be another casualty, utterly pointless.
(Damn it, if only I could contact the Sea God's Palace. Even if Mutenglan is cold-blooded, the leader is righteous and easier to talk to. At the very least, I could mobilize the Golden Guardians to help me break out... Hmm, that seems feasible. Should I jump into the sea now?)
My mind was blank, and I was feeling lost when Mao Yan'an suddenly nudged me. The quadruplets were standing in front of us, smiling sweetly, politely explaining that they were on their master's orders to show us something.
Mao Yan'an and I exchanged a glance, realizing that Bin Laden hadn't intended to give us three hours to consider... To put it more clearly, it was time to reveal his hand.
"Uncle, what do you think the Sea Merchant King's trump card is? This kind of person doesn't act recklessly; when he does, it's always deadly."
Before the enemy's trump card was revealed, I hurriedly devised a plan, wanting to see if Mao Yan'an could help me in any way. He nodded seriously and calmly analyzed the situation.
"That's anyone's guess. Who knows what you have on them? Hey, John Farrell, you've seen it all. A little show won't scare you. You're not going to pee your pants from nervousness when you're taken to a small room and see torture instruments and pieces of a corpse, are you?"
"Hahaha, of course not. Do you think I'm that easily intimidated? This is nothing."
"Yeah, I think so too. But... why are your legs shaking so much?"
"Oh! Really? Oh dear, I was shaking so badly I didn't even realize it myself, I almost peed myself."
I quickly stopped trembling, and Mao Yan'an again offered his advice: "Keep calm, don't be too nervous. I think the Sea King's trump card might not be coercion, maybe it's some very attractive offer. Imagine, if you go into the room later, and the door opens, there are four naked, stunningly beautiful women lined up, their buttocks raised, wearing sexy sheer fabrics, acting coquettishly towards you, and from then on you can do whatever you want with them, how about that?"
"This...this offer is indeed very tempting, I want it. If I really faced it, I don't know if I could resist..."
"Or perhaps, when you enter the room and open the door, four naked, burly men will be lined up, their large erections erect, holding sadomasochistic toys, smiling at you. From then on, you'll be at their mercy. How about that?"
"No need to think about it. I've decided to surrender immediately, leave you as a hostage, and then find a chance to escape on the way to Solancia. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle."
"Why leave me as a hostage? I'm not good at handling these kinds of situations."
"Nonsense, uncle. You're handsome and dashing, and you've just studied at the Golden Flower Federation. Four tough guys like that are a piece of cake for you. Don't worry about them at all. Just handle them easily and don't worry about me."
I gave Mao Yan'an a hard knock on the chest, and he was speechless. The quadruplets then led us to another room and made it clear that Mao Yan'an was not allowed to enter; only I could go in.
Upon hearing this, Mao Yan'an's expression brightened as if he'd won the lottery, his face radiant with joy. He patted my back, urging me to let go of everything and boldly forge ahead.
"If you make it through, I'll prepare a feast for you, a joyous occasion; if you don't, I'll still prepare a feast for you... and perhaps a good feng shui spot."
Forcing a smile, I humbly accepted the unscrupulous man's kindness, forcefully pushing open the door and entering the room.
My first impression upon entering... the room was dark.
Surprisingly, I didn't see four sexy naked women, nor did I see any muscular men... Of course, this was quite normal; for a dignified maritime tycoon to resort to such trivial methods would be far too low-class.
The room was too dark; I could only vaguely make out some furnishings. But listening intently, I heard faint breathing sounds. My first thought was that some kind of beast was inside, and the Sea King was trying to play a game of threatening a human-beast war. But then I thought again, and something didn't seem right. Just as I was about to take out my magic flint to illuminate the surroundings, a voice called out from ahead.
"John Farrell…"
It was a deep, feminine voice, not the sinister "Give me back my life" tone, but to me, it was more shocking than hearing a demon's wail. The one who called my name was definitely more dangerous than any demon.
The Heart Sword Nun! This great evil person, who terrified both the Golden Plantation Federation and Ishtar, was one of the most dangerous figures on earth. Although she had helped me several times, my suspicion and wariness towards her had never diminished. If I hadn't remembered that Ah Xue should be with her, I would have run away long ago.
"Is...is it the Divine Nun?"
I answered, and slowly walked forward. My eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and saw a sofa in front of me. A person was sitting on the sofa in a very arrogant manner, with his legs crossed and one hand resting on the sofa. He seemed to be smoking a cigar.
"Come here, but be careful not to make any light out or light any lamps,"
said the Nun Xinjian. However, the cigarette in her hand was sparkling, which clearly contradicted her words. But I didn't dare to correct her. I carefully made my way to the sofa in the dark and saw that the Nun Xinjian was dressed in a white suit, with her long hair tied back in a flowing manner. She was dressed as a man. Although I could only see the outline of her face in the dark, she was indeed stunningly handsome.
I really don't know what this evil person is up to now...
"May I ask, Nun... where is Ah Xue?"
If I had a choice, I would never waste time talking to Nun Xinjian. It would be better to stay far away. Otherwise, if I say the wrong thing, she might become unpredictable and try to kill me. I don't believe the Sea Merchant King would come to my rescue. But Ah Xue disappeared with her, so I can only negotiate cautiously.
"That silly girl is lying in the back. You can go and see her. She hasn't woken up yet, but there are some things I need to tell you first."
There was an ominous meaning in her words. I had a bad feeling. I was worried that Ah Xue might be severely injured or that something serious had happened to her.
"Is Ah Xue badly injured?"
"She's alright. At least she's not missing any arms or legs, and she's not disfigured. More importantly, her huge breasts are still intact... Luckily, her breasts are fine, otherwise, if I didn't recognize her, it would be a huge problem."
I don't know if it's because she took off her monk's robes and changed her attire, but the nun Xin Jian's language was completely different from usual, even unrestrained. Hearing this, I felt a little relieved, and then I heard her continue, "Actually, her breasts are fine, and her face is fine, so it's not a big deal. What else do I have to worry about? Although I can't be in the light, there are many people in this world who can't be in the light, and they're all living well."
"Shenni, what did you say? Ah Xue can't be exposed to light? How could this happen?"
I asked urgently. Xinjian Shenni glanced at me and gave a brief explanation.
In order to support the separation of the sea, the light and dark elements in Ah Xue's body clashed with each other, causing extremely serious damage. It was fortunate that she didn't explode into a rain of blood on the spot. Xin Jian Shen Ni rushed to the rescue, using almost all her strength to heal. If it were a normal serious injury, it would have been suppressed long ago, but this kind of devastating injury was beyond human healing. Xin Jian Shen Ni did her best to stabilize the injury and prevent it from worsening. If a medical expert had provided first aid in this situation, Ah Xue's injury would have been easier to manage. But then another problem arose.
The interference during the battle was so intense that Li Huamei almost drew her sword to strike the two. Fortunately, the Sea God Palace came to the rescue and carried out a long-distance traction transfer, pulling Ah Xue and Xin Jian Shen Ni away in one go, thus saving their lives from Li Huamei's sword. However, Wu Tenglan could not bring outsiders back to the Sea God Palace, so in the end, the transfer was directly sent to the merchant fleet in the East China Sea.
"I did my best to save this silly girl, but I still couldn't suppress it and stop the two collapsing elements from bursting out of her body. At that time, we were transferred to this ship. The Sea King came to our rescue, and with the combined strength of the two of us, we managed to suppress the light and dark elements and stabilize them in her body."
From what the Heart Sword Nun said, I gleaned another piece of information: the Sea King, White Laden, was also a master, and a top-tier master at that. At least in terms of internal strength, he was on par with the Heart Sword Nun. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to work with her to save her. This was not good news for me.
"The separation and stabilization of the two elements is merely a terrifying balance, not a true cure. The damage caused by the energy shock is also severe. Besides the damage to her meridians and lungs, there's another very troublesome aspect: she can never see light again,"
said the Heart Sword Nun. "Whether it's sunlight, moonlight, or any other light, as long as it's bright enough, it will cause the light and dark elements within her body to react, resulting in magical burns. The pain is worse than self-immolation, and in severe cases, it can be fatal."
It was impossible not to be shocked. This devastating news left me speechless, frozen in place. So, does this mean Ah Xue will never see the light of day again, and can't even be lit by lamps?
"Is it troublesome? Don't worry, you won't be troubled for long. This silly girl's energy balance is barely holding on, and it will collapse again after a while. Not only will she be beyond saving, but the explosion will also affect a radius of thousands of feet, causing a devastating disaster. If you think this is dangerous, then I advise you to give her a few more milk cannon shots before she breathes her last, and then throw her into the sea to feed her." "Fish, make the most of everything, otherwise they'll bring disaster to the people, how wonderful, how wonderful."
The Heart Sword Nun's indifferent tone, speaking as if it were none of her business, seemed to be mocking me. I was burning with anger, wanting to explode, but considering the consequences of venting my anger on this great evil person, I suppressed it. Because… although the Heart Sword Nun's words were venomous, there seemed to be another message hidden in her tone. Perhaps… Ah Xue wasn't truly beyond saving.
"Nun, I want to ask you one more time, how much longer until the energy collapses? Is Ah Xue truly beyond saving?"
"The energy collapse will occur in sixty days at the latest, and even summoning all the sorcerers from Cihang Jingdian and Ishtar won't stop it. If Famit is reborn and manifests, perhaps a miracle could be created, but heh heh, do you have the ability to call Famit back and manifest again?"
"Is there really no other way?" "
The existing technology on the Loess Plateau can't save them, but... there might be things I don't know about the technology outside the Loess Plateau."
After hesitating for a while, Xinjian Shenni gave an answer I expected.
"The one surnamed Bai has a lot of knowledge about the other continents. If you want to save them, you can ask him."
◆ Episode 7: The Perfect Work. The evil man lowered his head
in the darkness. I came to the bedside and looked down at Xue. Without light, it was difficult to see clearly, but just standing by the bed, I could smell a faint scent of blood and herbs, likely from her blood and the medicine applied to her body.
Judging from this, Ah Xue's injuries were severe. I was familiar with the words of the Heart Sword Nun who said she wouldn't wake up for a while; it meant she might not wake up for a long time. Of course, if there was no cure within two months, then the question of whether she would wake up was no longer a concern.
In the Battle of Ishtar, Famit Xiu Kamu almost became the one who controlled the battle. His actions, even after he left the battlefield, continued to influence the course of the war. However, I don’t know if Axue’s current situation is within his budget, because I haven’t received any further advice. We have no way to save Axue’s current situation.
What caused Ashue's injury was the conflict between the light and dark magic elements in her body. If it were someone else, she would have been blown to pieces the moment the energy conflict broke out, without any need to think about treatment. Now she has sixty more days of life; can I seize this life-saving opportunity and save her from danger?
(Damn it, I just lost Huamei, I can’t let anything happen to Ashue again.)
I stood by the bed for a while, listening to Ashue’s breathing, and my thoughts surged. Her breathing in her sleep sounded relatively even and smooth, not the painful groans, which reassured me somewhat, but the persistent smell of blood made me feel uneasy.
I longed to see Ah Xue's expression, but no matter what method of lighting I used, it would cause severe burns to her skin, so I had to suppress this tempting thought. Touching Ah Xue's face, it felt icy cold to the touch, which worried me greatly, but according to the Heart Sword Nun, this was probably normal.
The room was too quiet, so quiet that I heard things I shouldn't have heard; it seemed as if Ah Xue's sweet, innocent cries echoed in my ears, each cry softening my heart. This is really bad, because what I'm about to do requires a lot of fighting spirit. If I can't concentrate, I'll fail before I even start.
Hardening my heart, I withdrew my hand, looked away from Ah Xue, and turned to face the other person in the room.
"Nun, I have a question I'd like to ask."
"Why are you laypeople so troublesome? Just do what you're supposed to do, why ask so many questions?"
"If I could, I wouldn't want to ask, but… I'm really curious, why can you not pursue this?
The fruit I painstakingly cultivated for over ten years was snatched away before I even tasted it, why can you not pursue this?"
"It's certainly a big deal that delicious fruit was stolen, but if there was a delicacy that made you full before you even tasted it, would you still pursue the matter?"
The Nun's words were too obscure for me to grasp immediately. Seeing my confusion, she shook her head and said, "How foolish! Did I have to spell it out so clearly? What I mean is, you're far superior to me; I concede defeat. I won't pursue the matter of you stealing my hard-earned work." I
still couldn't understand. Completely stunned by this answer, I heard the Heart Sword Nun say, "Over the years, I've pondered countless ways to harvest the fruit once it's ripe. I've considered a thousand methods, but I always found it difficult to choose. I never imagined that it would fall into your hands and create something so perfect—a busty, beast-eared girl, overflowing with milk, even her waist has shrunk. What's most remarkable is that she maintains such an innocent and pure heart while simultaneously walking a filthy and depraved path. It's simply too perfect."
"This… I didn't expect you to appreciate my work so much, but it's not entirely my doing; some of it was just a fluke…"
"Luck is also a part of strength. The art of training is ever-changing. I've abused countless men and women throughout my life, but I've always regretted that the development of material is sometimes limited. When the body and mind degenerate to a certain degree, playing with them becomes boring. You can maintain the purity of the material and follow the path of depravity, which gives you endless possibilities for development."
The Heart Sword Nun sighed, "By chance, coupled with your excellent ideas and execution, you've created such a high-level work. I've wanted to make changes several times, but I don't know how to modify it to make it more lewd and charming than it is now. After thinking about it, I truly admit my inferiority. Since I can't make the work better than it is now, why not keep it in your hands and let you continue to train and modify it while I watch from the sidelines? Wouldn't that be better?"
"Nun, you...you're serious? Did I hear that right?"
"...You're not satisfied, are you? I've already said I'm completely defeated. Do I have to repeat myself several times? If you keep going, do you expect me to become your disciple? That's absurd! Do you know that no one who wants to be my master ever ends up well?"
"No, no..."
I kept saying no, feeling both absurd and relieved. I never dreamed I could subdue this great evil man in this way. When it comes to sadomasochistic training, I'm not a professional in that area, and my experience is nowhere near that of the Heart Sword Nun. Ah Xue's current situation involves too many coincidences. If it weren't for the Black Dragon Society's modification first, and the Southern Barbarian Snake Clan's enhancement modification later, I alone couldn't have come up with so many tricks.
However, the core of the entire "Saintess Defilement" plan was set by me, and it has been carried out in that direction until now. Seeing how much Xin Jian Shen Ni admires my "work" and how deeply she admires it does give me a sense of accomplishment. But when I think about Ah Xue and my current situation, all sense of accomplishment vanishes, leaving only a bitter smile.
"Hey, kid, a perfect work of art is very likely to be the only one of its kind in this lifetime. If it's lost, I don't know where I'll find another one with such firm, milk-spraying, super-slim waist and huge breasts. So you have to save her life no matter what, understand?"
Even if Xin Jian Shen Ni hadn't said these words, I would have done them anyway. But seeing her standing up with righteous indignation, patting my shoulders to encourage me, it was really a bit ridiculous. If Tianhe Xueqiong heard these words, I wonder what her expression would be? What would she think?
"...By the way, if she really can't be saved, don't waste her. Hand her over to me before the explosion, and I'll prepare her as a beautiful corpse specimen, freeze her for posterity, and not let such a good work be lost forever. It must be passed down to future generations and become an immortal legend."
After Xinjian Shenni finished speaking, she patted my shoulder, leaned closer, and whispered, "Don't worry about the production. I've already found a professional... someone with very high skills. I found one when I adopted her."
"...Shenni, being your disciple is really not easy."
Leaving the dark room, I had the feeling of walking out of a gas chamber. There are many lewd and evil people in the world, but those as evil as Xinjian Shenni are extremely rare.
In some respects, the Heart Sword Nun is indeed an outstanding person. Her considerations regarding sadomasochistic training are comprehensive. Even after the material dies, she will squeeze out every last bit of value. It is not easy to be so persistent. However... as a human being, I still want to stay as far away from her as possible.
I pushed open the door, being especially careful with the angle, afraid that too much light would shine in and burn Ah Xue. The first thing I saw upon stepping outside was the face of a sleazy middle-aged man.
"How was it? Nephew, there wasn't really a naked man inside, was there? You... Waaaaah!"
Caught off guard, Mao Yan'an crouched down, groaning as he covered his gouged eyes—a response to his gloating.
After gouging Mao Yan'an's eyes, I immediately turned to the quadruplets and demanded to see the Sea Merchant King.
"But...you haven't had enough time to consider it. Don't you need to think about it some more?"
As expected of quadruplets, the four sisters spoke in unison, their voices sounding as if they were one. My twins don't have this skill; I'll have to train them. If they master it, I can show off to the perverted nun someday.
"I haven't decided yet, but discussion is part of the process. I need to see the Sea Merchant King now. Lead the way for me."
For Ah Xue's sake, I have to bow down to the Bai family, but even if I have to, it won't be a one-sided affair. I still need to fight for my rights. Otherwise, if I just rush to Solancia alone, it's practically suicide.
The Farrell family has harbored countless grudges and hatreds with Solancia since my grandfather's time. Those self-important, elegant elves are enraged at the mere mention of the Farrell family's name, their veins bulging and teeth clenched, always wanting to exterminate us. Don't even mention that I went there to cause trouble; even if I were delivering gold, I'd be skinned alive the moment I entered Solancia's territory, dying a gruesome death.
To fight an entire nation alone—I'm neither Charlotte nor Famit; how could I possibly have that ability?
If our team's fighting strength were still intact, we could try, but now that Xue is down, and Neon and the other two have lost their minds, our team's main fighting force has completely collapsed. What can we use to fight the enemy?
(Damn it, I wonder if the orcs can provide any fighting force? Old Bai himself is a master, and if we can recruit a few more tough guys, they can barely be considered decent mercenaries. As for the winged people, forget it, I can't trust them at all. When it comes to deserting in the face of battle, they'll be the first to run away. Once they spread their wings, they'll fly faster than anything else...)
As I walked, I thought about the resources I might need. I really felt that every step was difficult. Compared to the strength of the entire nation of Solancia, the forces I could mobilize were pitifully small. There was hope of completing the mission, but the hope of coming back alive was slim, let alone escaping unscathed.
(But I can't just sit here helplessly, or Ah Xue will be turned into a specimen by that perverted nun. Hmm, what should I do?)
I racked my brains, but couldn't think of a good solution. Then, bad news kept coming. The four twins told me that the Sea King was busy with important matters and couldn't see me. They told me to come back in a few hours, not to rush, since there was nothing to do on the high seas anyway. If I got really bored, I could borrow some fishing rods for other leisure activities.
I almost cursed out loud when I heard that. Bin Laden clearly knew my plans and didn't want to talk to me now and make things easier for me. This was a very common negotiation tactic; I knew it, but I was helpless.

"Understood. Then please have the four of you report back to the Sea King and tell him I'll visit later, and also ask him to lend me a few fishing rods so I can find some entertainment myself."
This request was granted, and as a result, I naturally ended up fishing on the deck with a few friends.
Bai Lanxiong and Katrina, as leaders, were extremely busy with their own affairs, and their first response to my invitation to fishing was to refuse. After I insisted on inviting them, they looked displeased, but after hearing the whole story and learning about Xue's situation, they were greatly surprised and asked me what I was planning to do.
"What plans could I possibly have? If I had any ideas, I wouldn't be fishing here with you guys."
I said this while having other plans in mind, but Bai Lan Xiong and Katrina weren't stupid. After hearing what I said, they seemed to understand and together refused my request to lend them people.
Bai Lanxiong said, "I have no one left to lend you. Even I myself need to return to the Southern Barbarian Lands first.
With the Venerable One absent, our people are leaderless and lack command. I must send them back to the Southern Barbarian Lands before I can rush to Solancia to assist you. I hope I can make it in time."
Bai Lanxiong replied, "In time? That's a long way to the Southern Barbarian Lands. We'll have to take a boat detour, and then trek overland. Add to that the time needed to settle hundreds of thousands of people, and two months will have passed by the time it takes to finish things. Whether I can still help then is uncertain, but I can certainly help..." Ah Xue collects the corpse… a specimen of a beautiful corpse that she and the Heart Sword Goddess admired together.
Katrina said, “I don’t actually have that many problems here. You are the son of the Phoenix Goddess, so you’re not an outsider to the Feather Clan. Ah Xue has also done a favor for the Feather Clan, so helping you is only right. However… I’m afraid you won’t accept it.”
That’s right, she’s very self-aware. Not to mention that the Feather Clan’s loyalty is unreliable, even if all the Feather Clan’s female warriors were willing to fight to the death, there are only a limited number of Feather Clan experts nowadays, and most of them are mediocre. Taking them to Solancia, even I don’t know what the point would be.
Although I was rejected, Bai Lan Xiong and Katrina’s answers were actually within my expectations. Since my request for help was not answered, I took the opportunity to ask them what their plans were for the future.
Bai Lan Xiong's answer was rather ordinary. The Southern Barbarians, who were taking in hundreds of thousands of orc slaves, were in dire need of rebuilding and no longer had the Beastmaster as their pillar of strength. They had a long and difficult road ahead, but no matter how difficult it was, he would complete these tasks and guide his people towards the light.
"John, rest assured, the newly risen Southern Barbarians will include the Feathered Clan. After all these trials and tribulations, the various orc races have learned a lot. We will work together with the Feathered Clan to build a new orc world."
These words, coming from Bai Lan Xiong, were naturally credible. I looked at Katrina; what she said was almost identical to Bai Lan Xiong's, except for one more emphasis.
"After leading our people back to the Southern Barbarian lands, we will focus all our efforts on exploring the Phoenix Island ruins. We already have leads on this matter. If we can recover all the technology from the Phoenix Island ruins, the Feathered Clan will grow strong in a short time."
Katrina said, then, perhaps noticing the strange look in my eyes, she quickly added, "Don't worry, I guarantee that if we discover any information related to the Celestial Maiden's remains, we will notify you immediately. We will definitely not miss you."
"What? I meant that when you discover any benefits, remember to tell me and share your profits with me. Who asked you to inform those irrelevant people?" I said, "Also, what are you planning to do with Li Huamei?"
Katrina smiled bitterly, "After this incident, we've essentially made a deep grudge against Admiral Li. In the future, I'm afraid..."
"Wrong. Li Huamei is absolutely calm and rational in 99% of matters, only considering personal gain. You've broken away from the East China Sea this time and stood on my side against her, but after things are over, I think she will definitely try to recruit you again to mend the rift. After all, you still have great value to her, and she definitely wants a share of the secrets of Phoenix Island."
"Will you object to us cooperating with her? After all, Admiral Li is someone we can't afford to offend, and we don't want things to get too irreconcilable with her."
"What kind of relationship you want to maintain with her is none of my concern. You can even become mercenaries and fight for her again. But let me remind you, the East China Sea is not the Southern Barbarians. Don't risk everything you have to fight for someone else. There's nothing more pointless in this world than dying for someone else."
I spoke seriously, and Katrina nodded vigorously. Bai Lanxiong, however, laughed and said, "You say it's boring to die fighting for others, but why are you always taking risks for others? I remember you used to pride yourself on being selfish and never doing anything that wouldn't benefit you, and it's the same now. If you really didn't want to go to Solancia and were unafraid of threats, you could simply not go. So, are you trying to be a good person now?"
"Being a good person or a bad person isn't the point. No one is born with the intention of being a good or bad person. I'm just following the path in front of me, protecting what I cherish, and fighting for what I value. That's all. As for whether I'm a good person or a bad person... Damn, that's all you guys talking about. Have I ever carved words on my forehead to indicate that?"
He smiled, not angry at all, as if he had expected my answer.
Since the matter of seeking help from a master hadn't been settled, Bai Lanxiong reminded me that there was a peerless master right in front of me. If I could persuade the Heart Sword Goddess to help me, with her backing, even if we couldn't sweep through Solancia, protecting me and ensuring my safe retreat shouldn't be a problem.
Besides, if the Sea Merchant King himself is a master no less skilled than the Heart Sword Nun, a strong general will have no weak soldiers under his command. Borrowing some experts from him as bodyguards, or even a suicide squad, would be a good idea.
Just as I was making this plan, someone came to inform me that the Sea Merchant King had finished his official business and had time to see me, and that I should come immediately.
"Come immediately? No respect at all, what does he take me for?"
Despite my complaints, I didn't have much of a choice at the moment. I followed the guide and entered the Sea Merchant King's reception room again.
"Your Excellency, the King of the Sea Merchants, I've come to see you..."
I stopped abruptly upon seeing the scene inside the room. The entire room was completely different from before, filled with a multitude of wooden cabinets and bookshelves, making it seem like I had entered a library, or... a storage room.
In the very center of the room stood a square table. The King of the Sea Merchants, Blair, had changed his attire, wearing a long robe and a mandarin jacket, exuding a refined and noble air. His long, black hair was neatly combed back, his beard was clean-shaven, and he wore sunglasses. Seeing me enter, he smiled and nodded.
"Mr. Bai, what's going on here...?"
"Nothing much. As you know, I'm a businessman. Besides simple buying and selling, I sometimes do pawnbroking. Given the special nature of our meeting, I felt this was the most appropriate occasion."
Bin Laden spoke calmly, his expression gentle, but for some reason, it gave me a chill. His smile seemed like a sneer, and... something was very strange. When I met Bin Laden this time, I found his tone of voice and sneer to be familiar. I must have seen him somewhere before, or... seen someone similar to him somewhere.
"Boss Bai, I'd like to discuss your suggestion with you properly, especially..."
"No, no, no, talking about those things is meaningless, too old-fashioned. All that talk about who benefits and who benefits—that kind of petty negotiation was something I left to my men to do a long time ago. Since I'm personally handling this, why don't we do something special?"
"Well... I was thinking... could your men receive me? Actually, I'm not used to directly confronting the Demon King."
Knowing this battle would be difficult, I wanted to avoid it, at least not a head-on confrontation. Unfortunately, the enemy had already blocked my escape routes, leaving me no choice but to grit my teeth and prepare for battle, listening to Bai Laden recite his game plan.
"First, let's not talk about anything else. Just sign this contract and put your fingerprints on it to show that we will absolutely abide by the agreement."
With a flick of his wrist, a blank sheet of paper appeared on the table. Text quickly appeared on it. I glanced at the text and thought the terms were very simple, merely emphasizing absolute adherence. In the signature section, the left column was blank, while the right column already had Blair's name and fingerprint on it.
Logically, there shouldn't be any danger, but an instinctive unease made me decide that I would rather disrupt the harmonious atmosphere than sign this contract.
"Hmm, you don't want to sign, is that it? Very well, it seems you don't know what's wrong with this contract and are simply refusing based on your intuition. That's not bad; as a skilled sorcerer, intuition is very important."
With a wave of his hand, the contract automatically burst into flames. I saw a magical imprint flash in the firelight and quickly disappear. Although I didn't know the details, it was definitely not a good thing.
"This is a soul-binding spell from another continent, one of the six major magic systems not belonging to the Loess Land. As long as your finger is imprinted on the paper, your soul will be taken away. Hehe, the soul of a practitioner of lewd magic is quite valuable for research."
"I'd rather you don't give me a price so casually."
"Alright, the jokes are over. The rules of the game are simple: you make a wish, I state the price, and if we both agree, your wish will be granted. However, if you fail to keep your promise, the consequences... well, I'm sure you can't afford them."
Blair said it casually, but I wondered if I had misheard: "Give me a wish"—such an empty promise is easy to make, but to seriously carry it out is no joke. What does this guy think he is?
"Yes, you're right. I'm not omniscient or omnipotent, and I wouldn't dare say I can accomplish everything. At least... I can't bring myself to cut off my own penis and swallow it raw in front of you. However, as long as you don't make those kinds of harmful wishes, I'm quite confident I can provide other benefits within your imagination..."
Bin Laden smiled slightly and said in a deep voice, "I'm not omnipotent, but before you, I am a god!" In
my life, I've encountered many self-proclaimed gods, but only this person before me, I couldn't refute his words or dismiss them as mere jokes.
Let's see if it's all true or false now.
"My request is that you solve Ah Xue's problem so that she won't be injured by the light."
"Easy, my request is simple: go to Solancia and cause a lot of damage so that they can no longer continue their research and production of the Doomsday Dragon Osiris."
"Deal!"
I nodded in agreement. As soon as I finished speaking, Blair took out a fist-sized black stone from a drawer under the table. It looked dark and I didn't know what it was.
"This is an Obama Stone. In complete darkness, it emits a black fluorescent light. The light isn't bright, but it's enough to illuminate the darkness. Being exposed to this light won't affect your magic power or cause magical burns. So, Ah Xue's problem is solved. You can have intercourse in the dark without worrying about inserting into the wrong place because you can't see."
"Wow! You think you can get away with this? That's not what I meant by that!"
"Oh, really? You just said you wanted me to solve your apprentice Xue's problem. What problem? The problem of being injured by light. I solved it. The light from the Obama Stone won't hurt her. What are you dissatisfied with?"
Of course, I was absolutely dissatisfied, but knowing I'd fallen for a trap, I had no idea how to turn the tables.
(This is bad. Now I can only make a second wish, making it more detailed, but that means I'll have to do a second thing for him, which is like getting deeper and deeper into the trap. Damn it, if I want to play this kind of word trap, I should bring Phoenix in and let a professional handle a professional problem.)
I thought to myself, sweat dripping down my forehead. Suddenly, the man opposite me laughed.
"Don't worry, it was just a little joke. If you wanted to play these word games, I could easily kill you, but how would that demonstrate my divine power? So, listen carefully: when you destroy the Doomsday Dragon Osiris, the Heart of the Earth will fall from its body. Using the Heart of the Earth in conjunction with the Great Sun Mirror can regulate the energy within the little fox girl's body, restore order, and return everything to normal. Her physical problems will heal themselves."
After saying this, Blair spread his hands and laughed, "The problem is solved. How about it? Feeling relieved?
It would be ideal if things ended here." "
If things could end here, it would indeed be ideal. The problem is, it's impossible for things to end like this. With my current strength, I simply can't..." Lancia has caused widespread destruction, and all other avenues for help have been cut off. I'm completely helpless. To complete this mission, I have no choice but to continue my dealings with the devil.
Perhaps I could accomplish it on my own, but considering the feasibility, I think I should say: "What's wrong? Do you have any wishes you'd like to make? It's okay to say anything, but while I can afford to grant a wish, you might not be able to accept it. To be honest, I gave both Kurosawa Kazuo and Li Huamei opportunities back then, but they both chose to give up and rely on their own strength. So, making a wish isn't always a good thing. Giving up now might just give you a chance to become a big shot someday."
Bin Laden's words seemed to be discouraging me, but to me, they meant something completely different.
Li Hua harbored deep resentment towards the Black Dragon Society. If she could destroy the Black Dragon Society and curse the Black Dragon King and the Black Witch Queen with a simple wish, she would definitely do it at all costs.
The reason she gave up must be because Blair's mission was too difficult, forcing her to back down. If the wish is too difficult, Blair's mission will also become more difficult, so she had to carefully consider how to make her wish, unlike asking Phoenix for help.
"This... I'd like to make a second wish."
"Oh, really?"
Blair said "Oh," as if he regretted that I had made the wrong choice, but the smile on his face was completely the opposite; he even opened his arms wide in welcome.
"Speak your second wish, and I will grant it... Greed has always been my favorite human trait."
◆ Episode 8: Cold Blade, Deep Affection. Returning the Blade.
How to make the second wish was a difficult decision. If I asked for too much, it would be like letting Blair solve the mission himself, without me having any help. Of course, on the other hand, he's clearly so capable; he could easily do everything himself with a much higher success rate, yet he insists on pushing me to Solancia, which is truly incomprehensible.
However, one thing is certain: if I ask for too much, the mission Blair proposes will be even more difficult. What if I resolve the problems in Solancia but end up taking on an even more deadly mission? That would be like jumping from a fire pit into a volcano.
Based on this consideration, I dared not make any excessive wishes. Instead, I set my goal on "still requiring a great deal of risk and a lot of hard work to complete, and only requesting effective assistance," and put forward my second wish.
"I demand that you lend me a master, whether it's a mage, a greatswordsman, or a top-notch assassin, anything that can help me deal with the enemy's forces."
"Sure, you can memorize a copy of the erotic magic book and I'll give you an army."
This almost made me jump up. Regardless of how Bin Laden wanted to give me an army, or how I could lead an army to conquer Solancia, the erotic magic book he was offering as a condition was my most prized possession. I had tried everything Narcissa had to persuade me, and I hadn't let her succeed. How could I just give it away because of Bin Laden's words?
"Don't look at me like that. You know very well how useful a powerful legion would be to you. I'll compromise a little. I only want the original version of the erotic magic book. You don't need to give me the knowledge in that topaz. Isn't that a fair request?"
The erotic magic book contains techniques ranging from lustful barriers and the summoning of lustful beasts to even the gods of lust in hell. However, the secrets of Famit's six most powerful dark summoning beasts are hidden in the records within the topaz. You can't train in dark summoning beasts with just the erotic magic book and without the topaz. I'm absolutely certain of that.
Even I haven't fully mastered the secrets of dark summoning beasts yet; how could I possibly leak them to outsiders? Since the knowledge of Dark Summoning Beasts won't be leaked, and only the basic knowledge of erotic magic is being revealed, it's not too bad. This sale is worthwhile.
"Okay, I agree, but you have to tell me, how did you know about the existence of topaz? Also, if you want erotic magic, why aren't you interested in Dark Summoning Beasts?"
"Who says I'm not interested? Five hundred years ago, Famit roamed the Loess Plateau with his six Dark Summoning Beasts. How could I not be interested in such an interesting commodity?"
Bladen said. "As for how I knew about the existence of topaz? Ha, do you think that stupid monk got his hands on topaz back then? I sold it to him. I left a copy of the deciphered information and sold him the raw stone. He doesn't know as much as I do. What use would I have for topaz? As for the information about the Dark Summoning Beasts, some parts are obscure and require basic knowledge of erotic magic for reference. I thank you for your cooperation in that regard."
I opened my mouth wide, but couldn't utter a sound. I obtained that yellow crystal from a monk from another continent, but little did I know he had bought it from Bin Laden, and most likely at a loss. Now I've truly lost more than I gained.
Bin Laden chuckled, taking out a box of chess pieces from a drawer.
He took out the chariots, pawns, knights… a total of thirty-two pieces. They looked like bone carvings, yet had a translucent luster, making it impossible for me to determine their texture. The
thirty-two pieces, each with a different shape, lay on the table without any apparent abnormalities, yet they gave me an extremely ominous feeling. There was a chilling resentment within them; they felt like ice to the touch, clearly not something righteous.
"Um... this is..."
"These are dragon tooth carvings. After being released by a spell, they can transform into dragon tooth warriors. Each one is as brave as ten thousand men, sweeping away thousands of troops. Thirty-two warriors linked together can be equivalent to an army. You got a good deal. I don't usually even sell such high-level items."
"The material of the chess pieces is dragon teeth? But no matter how strong the magic of dragon teeth is, how can it form these..."
Before I could finish asking, Bin Laden's hand swept over the chess pieces, and thick black smoke rose up all at once. Moreover, it was not an ordinary way of smoking. The smoke seemed to be a living alien, actually taking shape, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on me.
The images rushing towards me were extremely chaotic. Some looked like ghostly vengeful spirits, some like extremely ferocious beasts, and some seemed to be strange creatures that were a mixture of humans and animals. They were ugly and terrifying, and they rushed towards me in an instant. The situation was terrifying. I instinctively dodged, but I dodged too fast and rolled to the ground, making quite a commotion. My back was also covered in cold sweat.
"Hey, hey, hey, what happened? No need to be so scared!"
"What the hell is this Dragon Tooth Chess?"
"It's nothing, you know we honest businessmen have a lot of enemies..."
"Wait! I have a question! Why do honest businessmen have so many enemies?"
Ignoring my urgent question, Blair continued, "Some of the more formidable enemies hate me to the core, always saying they'll haunt me even as ghosts. So I just capture their souls before they die, refine them into evil spirits, and attach them to the chess pieces. There are also some spirits of ferocious beasts captured and slaughtered in battle, which I added in as well. More variations mean more power."
This explanation sent chills down my spine. I already knew Bin Laden wasn't a saint, but I never expected him to be so ruthless, rivaling even the Black Dragon Society. He even captured the spirits of his enemies, forging them into magical artifacts, and using their resentment to enhance their power. This method was not only vicious but also incredibly difficult; a slight misstep could result in a backlash from the vengeful spirits. If it weren't for this… I would have done it myself long ago.
"Hmm, there's one more thing I don't understand. It's one thing to have the vengeful spirits of your enemies and beasts, but what about those half-human, half-beast creatures? They don't even look like Southern Barbarian beastmen."
"Well... those were my enemies too, but... killing them like this would be too wasteful of resources, so we sent them to biological experiments to test hybrid genetic modification. They couldn't survive and just died. Their bodies were used as specimens, but their souls were still captured and became vengeful spirits... We also accidentally discovered that the souls captured in this way were actually a hybrid of human and beast."
Bin Laden laughed, "By the way, there are also those who survived and were successfully modified. They are extremely fierce and brutal war beasts. They are in the bottom of this five-colored sailing ship. Are you interested in visiting? I can arrange it."
Hearing this, I was completely speechless. Even vampires probably couldn't do something as utterly devastating as this. If you were killed by a vampire, at least you'd be left with a skeleton. But with someone like Bai, it's simply...
Also, such a dangerous modified war beast is actually placed at the bottom of this ship. In other words, it's ready to be released and used at any time. That means... the threat that Bai Laden mentioned before about killing hundreds of thousands of orcs wasn't just talk. He definitely has the ability to carry it out.
(The longer I spend with him, the more terrifying he seems. He speaks in such a serious tone, saying things that are so perverted they make my blood run cold. If I stay any longer, he might force me to cut off my penis and swallow it. It's best to get out of here quickly.)
Having figured out how to treat Ah Xue and obtained incredibly powerful reinforcements, things would be ideally left as they are. But just as I was about to say goodbye, a thought struck me.
Bin Laden is indeed incredibly powerful and ruthless. The two agreements he made earlier demonstrated his extraordinary abilities, but to say he can claim to be a god and grant all my wishes is probably an exaggeration. Since the cost of the first two agreements is still manageable, why not test his abilities with the third wish and see if this self-proclaimed god, this ultimate madman, truly lives up to his name?
(Let's give it a try. Anyway... I'll make my wish, he'll set the conditions. If the conditions are too harsh, I can refuse. I won't be forced to do everything.)
Thinking this, I couldn't help but feel an impulse, and a sentence slipped out.
"My third wish is... I want to be invincible."
The words startled even myself. I didn't expect to have such a desire in my heart. What I didn't expect was that as soon as I said this, Bin Laden didn't even mention any conditions. He just smiled meaningfully and said, "Deal."
"Deal? Did you even hear me? Did I mishear you, or did you misspoke? What I want is invincibility, don't just shove a can of beer called 'Invincibility' at me."
"Don't underestimate me. If I can say it, I can do it. Just promise me you'll deliver this letter to the capital of Solancia, to a woman named Silver Sprout in a bar called 'Waiting.' The delivery is guaranteed to be risk-free; you just need to hand her the letter."
It sounded appealing, but if I actually believed there was no risk involved, I'd be incredibly stupid. But high risk, high reward—compared to the potential gains, a little risk was bearable.
Looking at the letter in Blair's hand, I was indeed tempted. After a brief consideration, I finally took the letter from Blair.
"Deal!"
"Very good, I've been waiting for you to say that for a long time. You might think my request is too simple, but that's because your wish isn't difficult. Hey, don't you understand what I mean? Simply put, you yourself have the potential to be invincible."
"I hear you talking nonsense..."
"Haha, don't you even believe in yourself? Actually, you really can do it. You're the current successor of the art of seductive magic, and you've already found a very good cauldron and sacrificial offering. The quality is top-notch, and all the conditions are in place. If Famit can be invincible, there's no reason why you can't."
My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. I had already guessed what White Laden meant. Could it be that he had already grasped the secret of the Dark Summoning Beast and was going to teach it to me?
"The thing in your hand... is it the Sage's Bracelet, a sacred artifact of creation?"
White Laden's eyes were strange, so I simply answered in his business-like tone.
"Yes, do you want it? I can sell it too."
"No need. If you're interested in collecting the whole set, I have another business we can do together."
"Uh, you don't want to buy it? Then what are you doing with this? You're not trying to rob me, are you?"
"No, I want to... help you become invincible."
As soon as Blair finished speaking, he moved like the wind, instantly grabbing my wrist and slapping the Sage's Bracelet. A strange sense of familiarity made me feel very uneasy, followed by a sharp pain in my head, as if a thousand needles were piercing my brain.
I will never forget this terrifying pain. Back in the Golden Flower Federation, Bai Qi used the same method to seal my Yama Corpse Mantis. Now, this feeling has returned, so painful that my vision is blacking out and my mind is almost unable to think. The only thing I can think of is why the two people who caused this feeling both have the surname Bai? Why are their temperaments and arrogance so similar, exactly the same?
"You...you...are...Bai Qi's...person?"
My head was in so much pain that the pain spread from my forehead to my whole body. My teeth were chattering violently, and I couldn't even speak clearly.
"That's not important. Just remember, to you, he's a troublemaker, while I... am a decent businessman who likes to help others and is always willing to lend a hand. So, my approach is completely different from his."
As Bin Laden spoke, something seemed to explode in my mind. After a loud bang, it turned into a feeling of complete comfort and joy. The seal that Bai Qi had placed on the Sage's Bracelet had been broken.
This seal is not easy to break. On the eve of the Battle of Ishtar, I sought help from Venerable Beastman and Li Huamei to see if they could help me break the seal and allow me to freely use the Yama Corpse Chamber to increase my combat power. However, they both failed after trying, saying that they could not figure out the method used by Bai Qi. They were afraid that if they tried to break it by force, it would cause collateral damage to me. The fact that
Bin Laden was able to help me break the seal today is not only due to his extraordinary strength, but also his exceptional knowledge.
"You...you actually managed to break the seal?"
"The Lock of All Things' Essence is indeed wondrous, but breaking it isn't difficult. As long as one's Heavenly Will level is high enough, it can be broken with ease. Besides, as an excellent tomb raider and treasure hunter, it's only natural that I'm skilled at breaking seals." "
Aren't you a proper businessman?"
"Even legitimate businesses need a source of goods. If you don't raid tombs, where do you think you'll get the materials for that Dragon Tooth Chess set?"
Bladen said. "Your Lustful God Summoning Beast is gradually transforming into a Dark Summoning Beast. Once the entire process is complete, the title of Invincible won't be an exaggeration. However... I have a piece of advice: unless it's absolutely necessary, I hope you won't summon this Lustful God Summoning Beast. Because the damage the Dark Summoning Beast inflicts on its user doesn't appear overnight, but rather slowly emerges with each use."
I remember when I first used the Yama Corpse Mantis, I was amazed by its incredible power. Most remarkably, summoning and using it consumed almost no magic power, making it an ideal and perfect combat tool. But after hearing what White Laden said, I realized that using the Yama Corpse Mantis still comes at a price. It might even cause some kind of hidden injury to the user, deepening with each use until it's too late to recover.
(Hmm, wait a minute, this reasoning has a flaw. Famit also used a dark summoned beast, so why didn't he die from hidden injuries? This doesn't make sense; I need to investigate further.)
When I said goodbye to White Laden, another thought occurred to me. In a practical sense, this wish for invincibility is somewhat exaggerated; it doesn't truly represent invincible power. However, considering the price of the exchange, I think everything is acceptable. Otherwise, if I were to demand a more genuinely invincible power, I might not be able to afford the price.
"Take care. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come again. The Bai family is honest and fair in business. Those who trust me will have eternal life. I'll make sure you leave satisfied."
Trust me and have eternal life? I think those who don't trust you will be going to hell right now! None of you Bai family members are normal.
Smart people know how to speak appropriately. I certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to say that to the faces of terrorists. I just gave a fake smile, shook hands, and ran as fast as I could.
Before setting off for Solancia, there was one thing that needed to be taken care of first: the funeral of the Beastmaster.
Normally, funerals involve viewing the body, but due to our incompetence as his juniors, the Beastmaster not only died far from home, but even his body couldn't be preserved properly.
Entrusting the body to Narcissus was initially a sliver of hope that some secret art of Ishtar could bring the newly dead back to life. If those legends and myths had any basis, then this hope wasn't impossible.
Unfortunately, Narcissus disappointed us. Something went wrong in Ishtar, resulting in the destruction of the Beastmaster's body. Forget about healing and rebirth; even a proper burial was impossible. This is a lifelong regret.
Without a body, a funeral is difficult to hold, but for the beastmen, the Beastmaster is an immense being. Even without a body, the funeral must be grand, allowing all beastmen to remember his kindness. Therefore, the plan is to hold a grand mourning ceremony after returning to the Southern Barbarians.
However, I couldn't go to the Southern Barbarian Lands with Bai Lan Xiong. To treat Ah Xue, I had to make the most of my time and rush to Solancia immediately. So, I had to part ways with Bai Lan Xiong and the others halfway there.
Bai Lan Xiong was considerate of my feelings and cooperated appropriately. On this five-colored sailboat, in the dead of night, we quietly held a small but solemn farewell ceremony to pay our respects to the Venerable One of Ten Thousand Beasts.
"The Venerable One was a person who valued blood ties very much during his lifetime. To him, having a grandson present to see him off in his final moments was probably more important than any grand ceremony."
Bai Lanxiong was right; this was indeed the Venerable One's personality. I stood with Bai Lanxiong, burning a robe that the Venerable One had worn during his lifetime and scattering the ashes into the vast sea before us, silently remembering him.
Looking at the sea before me, I was filled with many emotions. I've never had much family in my life. My perverted father is too far removed from me; in terms of the emotional bond that raised me, he's less than the old monsters in our household. And I've never even met my promiscuous mother. If I had to say who truly gave me the feeling of family and actually cared for me, it would only be my maternal grandfather.
As for Venerable Beastman, I feel a deep sense of apology and gratitude. Ever since he learned my identity, he has genuinely gone to great lengths to help me, and such dedication has truly moved me. Unfortunately, this familial bond lasted far too short…
(Grandpa, rest in peace. Thank you for everything you did for Gua. I will never forget it. Although I cannot guarantee to avenge you, I will certainly remember your will and carry it on.)
To take revenge, I would have to face Li Huamei again. To be honest, I really didn't want to face her. We had too many grudges and entanglements, and it was hard to say whether I absolutely had to kill her after the initial excitement.
Not wanting to dwell on this topic any longer, I changed the subject and asked Bai Lanxiong if he had discussed the reward with the Sea Merchant King.
"Oh, the Marquis said..."
"Wait, what Marquis?"
"Huh? Don't you know? The Sea Merchant King was originally a nobleman from some place, but later, for some reason, he abandoned his family business and went to sea to trade. He used this five-colored sailing ship as his palace. Because he loved wearing white, he was nicknamed the White-Clothed Marquis, and many people respectfully called him Marquis." "
...How could I possibly know? This guy is a terrorist one minute, a legitimate businessman the next, and then a nobleman the next. He even goes out to rob tombs for no reason. Who knows what he's really up to?"
"Haha, isn't such a colorful and fulfilling life quite exciting? I'm so envious. To live such a life would truly be worthwhile." Bai Lanxiong laughed. "The Marquis is very polite. He just sent someone with a message saying that money is negotiable. He hopes to maintain long-term trade relations with the Southern Barbarians. This time, the shipping fee can be sold at half price, let's be friends and do business slowly. He also said that he will never cheat anyone, young or old, and that I can rest assured and be satisfied."
"I think you'd better be careful. If you do business with an ordinary unscrupulous merchant, at least you'll have some scraps left. But doing business with this one... you'll never know where you're losing out."
"Oh? Never know? Then it's the same as having nothing? That's not bad either."
"Idiot, I mean you'll lose so much you'll die without even knowing why!"
I scolded Bai Lanxiong, but then I heard him say that Bin Laden had already made arrangements with him to escort hundreds of thousands of orcs back to the Southern Barbarians, and to negotiate deals with the elders of various orc tribes, guaranteeing that it would be mutually beneficial and that no one would suffer a loss.
(Damn it, I really have a feeling that Cihang Jingdian's request for help from Bin Laden might have unleashed a terrifying monster.)
I didn't know how to solve this troublesome problem. Just as I was about to give Bai Lanxiong a few more instructions, a loud bang caught our attention. Turning around, we saw a figure burst through the wooden wall of the ship's cabin, causing a huge noise.
Clearly, something unexpected, or even a battle, had occurred to cause someone to be knocked through the wall. And this person had a pair of snow-white wings on their back—it must be a Feather Clan female warrior… no, it's Yu Hong!
Although it was night, I could still see her clearly. She had several wounds on her body, bleeding profusely, and seemed to be seriously injured. I wondered what powerful enemy had blasted her out.
Yu Hong, who had been in a dazed state, suddenly became clear-headed. Not only was she able to play a sadomasochistic game of spanking with her sister, but she was also able to fight against a powerful enemy. In this respect, the human body is truly mysterious; many illnesses can be cured inexplicably.
Yu Hong, after being blasted out, saw me and Bai Lan Xiong and immediately flapped her wings and flew towards us. Her snow-white wings flapped, and her expression looked extremely anxious. Even before she got close, she cried out urgently.
"N-nothing's wrong..."
"What happened?"
I asked casually, thinking to myself. For Yu Hong to be this anxious, it couldn't be anything but trouble for the Feather Clan; it must be something to do with Yu Ni. Only something bad could cause Yu Hong such panic.
As I spoke, Yu Hong flew rapidly towards me, but perhaps due to her injury or rushing too fast, she couldn't stop in time and crashed straight into me with great force. Being hit would definitely hurt for a while.
"Watch out!" "Watch out!"
My shouts and Bai Lan Xiong's were almost simultaneous, but Bai Lan Xiong's was more urgent than mine. He wasn't the one about to be hit, so his reaction surprised me. Before I could even ask why, a sudden chill ran through me.
I've never felt anything like this before, but at this moment... that feeling... it's so cool. I truly understand what it means to feel "chilling to the bone."
"Damn it!"
Bai Lan Xiong roared, his bellow like a thunderclap, and threw a powerful punch. If this punch had been thrown without restraint, it would have definitely blown Yu Hong's head off, but the purpose of this attack was only to force her away. Yu Hong twisted her slender waist and shot out like an arrow released from a bow. Halfway there, she flapped her wings again and instantly flew dozens of feet away, landing on a mast, holding a blood-dripping dagger in her hand, and laughing wildly.
At that moment, all my strength left my body, and I collapsed limply to the ground. In that instant of extreme cold and chill, the icy sensation turned into excruciating pain, and the rapidly seeping blood stained large patches of my clothes.
Only then did I realize that Yu Hong had just stabbed me in the chest with a dagger, and it was a deliberate attack, not a mistake. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to stab me so accurately and set up such a clever trap, first feigning injury to catch Bai Lanxiong and me completely off guard, and then striking successfully in a flash.
"John, are you alright... Oh my god, you're badly injured... Help! Someone, come quick!"
Bai Lanxiong's roar shook the entire five-colored sailboat. Coupled with the commotion, almost everyone rushed out of their rooms to see what was happening. Seeing the situation, medical personnel naturally rushed over to try and treat him.
I watched as a large crowd gathered, chattering incessantly, not understanding what they were saying, my consciousness growing increasingly blurred.
Yu Hong's stab was indeed extremely malicious, but the only remaining question in my mind was whether it was her own intention or if she was being manipulated. Strangely, I was more concerned about this issue than my own injuries. If I could, I would prefer the latter, but judging from Yu Hong's reaction, it should be the former...
"John Farrell! You didn't expect this day to come for you, did you!"
The sea breeze was strong, and Yu Hong's venomous scream broke through the wind and clearly reached my ears. Even though we were far apart, I could still see her making a move to pounce down and attack again several times. If it weren't for Bai Lan Xiong and a group of orc experts protecting me and keeping a tight defense around me, she probably would have pounced down long ago.
Judging from this, if Bai Lanxiong hadn't intervened so quickly and forced Yu Hong back, she definitely wouldn't have just stabbed me once; she would have stabbed me several times, tearing my chest apart before letting go.
What bad luck! If the Sage's Bracelet, which works on and off, had worked in time, Yu Hong's dagger would never have pierced my chest. And when the host of the Hellish God of Lust wanted to harm the manipulator, it should have reacted with rejection, causing her excruciating pain, like being cut by knives, making her unable to act. Neither of these two safeguards worked; truly, I was destined to die.
Back in Ishtar, I was fully prepared, willing to risk my life to face two deadly ordeals, yet I miraculously escaped unscathed. Who would have thought that what's owed must be repaid, and now, in this situation, I'm being forced to pay my debt.
Yu Hong's chilling, maniacal laughter rang out, and I gave a bitter smile, only one thought in my mind…
Grandpa, you were absolutely right. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive.

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