Alibuda Chronicles Volume 19: Chapter 5 Mistakenly Boarding a Pirate Ship

I've lost count of how many times I've sunk since arriving in the East China Sea. This time, I was once again soaking in the icy water, but compared to dying, this was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

However, when I was struck by a piece of wreckage from a warship and regained consciousness in the waves, I realized my luck had run out. I was adrift on the vast ocean, surrounded by nothingness. I couldn't see land, and I couldn't even tell which way to go. The square piece of wreckage beside me was barely big enough for one person to lie on; any more and I would sink.

"Damn it, what's the point of ladies first at a time like this? You, as someone's apprentice, deserve to drown. Just stay in the sea!"

I was in excruciating pain, and my temper was at its worst. But despite my grumbling, I still grabbed the wreckage with one hand and pushed the still unconscious woman onto it with the other.

"Ah! It's you!"

My consciousness had been hazy, and only now did I have a chance to see clearly the woman who had been holding my hands tightly throughout the hours of drifting. Just seeing that head of brilliant golden hair floating in the water, I knew it wasn't Ah Xue. Looking at that face and that short hair, it was unmistakably Yu Hong.

"Damn it! We've got the wrong person!"

I was furious and angry, but it was too late to do anything. The vast ocean was boundless; there wasn't a single piece of land in sight, let alone anyone. After last night's battle, everyone was scattered. Ah Xue, Violet, Kato Taka, and Shizo—no one knew where the currents had taken them. The worst possibility was that they had all drowned and perished in the sea.

"Damn it, if only I had known..."

Hindsight is 20/20, but even if I had known, what could I have done? Leave Xie Lian alone? Or simply not come to the East Sea at all? These were impossible ideas, futile thoughts that only dampened my fighting spirit.

"Sister... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to leave you..."

A few muffled murmurs came from beside me. I turned to look at the unconscious Yu Hong, and the thought of mistaking her for Ah Xue and saving the wrong person filled me with rage. I grabbed her delicate neck, intending to submerge her in the water and drown this bitch. But

as soon as I tightened my grip, Yu Hong coughed up blood. Already severely injured, and having fought Yu Ni for most of the day, her injuries had worsened after several hours adrift in the raging sea. She was practically on the verge of death. If it weren't for the phoenix blood that had preserved a sliver of life for her, she would have perished in the sea long ago.

"I must have owed you something in my past life..."

I muttered, doing something I couldn't understand myself. I pushed this woman, whom I had just wanted to strangle a second ago, onto the deck, while I continued to soak in the seawater.

I thought that if we weren't quickly swept away by the waves, we would at least see a ship or a floating vessel and be rescued. Who knew that what awaited us was a drifting journey with no end in sight? Yu Hong and I, two companions forcibly paired by fate, clung to the only plank of the boat, tossed about by the waves, not knowing where we were going.

For most of the time, Yu Hong was unconscious, and I was rarely conscious.

During the day, the scorching sun made us dizzy and our skin dry and cracked; at night, the biting sea wind felt like a thousand knives cutting into our flesh, and being submerged in seawater, the salt seeping into our wounds, the excruciating pain was unbearable.

But the worst thing was the unbearable dryness of our mouths!

Having brought no water, after drifting for several hours, my mouth was parched and cracked. My throat was dry and sore, as if a poisonous flame was burning inside. Unable to bear the thirst any longer, I gulped down a few mouthfuls of seawater, only to choke on the saltiness and spit it out immediately.

At first, I tried to collect rainwater, or create dew, or even try to catch a fish like the shipwrecked people in novels. But it was easier said than done. When I actually tried, I discovered the fish were smarter than I thought. They always appeared when I was dazed, biting my submerged limbs until they bled profusely, then scattering as soon as I regained my senses.

Several times, I considered pushing Yu Hong into the sea and using her delicate skin to fish, hoping for a chance of survival. But the thought was one thing; seeing her agonizing, convulsing expression always extinguished any courage I had.

In truth, Yu Hong's life was also incredibly difficult. While others found relief in their dreams, she, trapped in a dream world, continued to endure torment. Having known her for so long, I'd never seen her get a good night's sleep. How much weight did that delicate, beautiful shoulder bear under such immense mental pressure?

Yu Hong might have briefly regained consciousness, because several times when I was weak and unconscious, my hand slipping from the deck, almost sinking into the sea, it seemed she reached out and grabbed me, waking me up.

We drifted for countless days and nights; in the end, I was too exhausted to count. Opening my eyes to light, opening my eyes to darkness, opening my eyes to rain—that was all I knew and felt.

An ordinary person might feel despair, but I didn't, because apart from the brief, alternating periods of unconsciousness and wakefulness, there was no space for thought in my consciousness. I prayed to all the gods and demons for help, but the vast ocean seemed to be a realm beyond their reach. Even when I disregarded the risks and tried to pray to Phoenix for survival, she didn't appear.

In many fragmented dreams during my coma, many things flashed through my mind: Ah Xue, Yu Ni and Yu Hong, the sisters who still gave me the cold shoulder even in my dreams; and my biological mother, whom I had never met. I couldn't see her face, only her back from afar, and she never turned around.

Countless dreams were like a long, ceaselessly running carriage. At the end of the dream, I saw Phoenix. Unlike before, when we were close and intimate, she was so far away in my dreams. I called her name from a great distance, blaming her for being so inconsiderate, letting her customers perish at sea, and ignoring even my wishes.

Although she never turned around, I felt that Phoenix was trembling. Her physical condition seemed very bad, very weak, as if she were seriously ill, which was why she didn't want to turn around.

Why do demons get sick? I've never studied demonology, so I don't know. But after calling Phoenix's name for what felt like the umpteenth time, she turned around. Her gentle expression was calming, but her pale, bloodless face, even with heavy makeup, couldn't hide her weariness… My guess must be right.

Phoenix raised her right hand, and in the direction she pointed, a large, dark ship appeared, powerfully cutting through the waves, white spray splashing before my eyes.

I didn't understand what this meant, but a sudden, noisy commotion reached my ears.

"They're still breathing, both of them are still alive."

"Thank God. Enough talk, get them out of here."

"Yeah, tell the kitchen to sharpen the knives, the man goes first, the woman's still got a breath left, let's rape her to death, don't waste her."

"Stop! The vice-general has ordered you to go first..."

Amidst the cacophony of voices, I struggled to open my eyes. I saw a large, dark ship, just as Phoenix had pointed out in my dream, and a dozen burly men in black armor were using ropes to pull Yu Hong and me onto the ship.

I closed my eyes wearily. Since that fierce battle that night, this was the first time I hadn't fainted, but had fallen asleep in the joy of being "rescued."

When people are in danger, they'll grab any outstretched hand, even a hideous devil's, without hesitation. Whether they regret it later is a matter for later. Therefore, when I awoke and found myself in this situation, I could only lament that fate had been unfair, sending me onto a pirate ship, aboard the Black Dragon Society's warship.

I was awakened by a bucket of seawater; the salt seeped into my wounds, causing me to scream awake from my unconsciousness. The first thing I saw upon opening my eyes was a dozen fully armed Black Dragon Society soldiers, each armed with guns and knives, with a row of crossbowmen outside, ready to strike. I couldn't find an opportunity and dared not attack rashly.

Logically, ordinary Black Dragon Society soldiers shouldn't recognize me; there was no reason for such high vigilance. But I was discovered with Yu Hong, so perhaps they recognized her, which improved their opinion of me. Although I didn't see Yu Hong, and didn't know if she had been captured and gang-raped, I didn't care about that now.

Strangely, these henchmen of the Black Dragon Society wouldn't even use fresh water to wake me up, but instead prepared a bucket of boiled water. After I drank voraciously to quench my thirst, they even gave me a bath to cleanse myself. Afterwards, they not only prepared a new set of clothes for me and returned all my short sword and ornaments, but also led me to a cabin where a table was laden with sumptuous food.

Having not eaten for several days, when I saw the steaming roasted pork and chicken soup, the tender, juicy meat and fragrant aroma almost made me bite my own tongue. However, I noticed two sets of silver cutlery on the table, indicating that someone else, whether host or guest, would be dining there, so I didn't feel comfortable taking any food first.

(Wait, this is enemy territory after all, perhaps I should…)

Seemingly to show me respect, the soldiers left after escorting me in. There were no other guards in the cabin. I quietly checked the hidden compartment in my belt, then quickly walked around the dining table and sat down in one of the chairs. I had barely settled in when the door was pushed open, and a group of people walked in quickly and orderly.

The sheer scale of the scene when the door opened really startled me. Although the group was all dressed in black, it was a complex team that included swordsmen, wielders, and mages, and they all looked like guards. This strange combination gave me a strange sense of familiarity. Among the people I knew, there was someone who always traveled with such a group of guards.

"Good heavens, even all the way to the East China Sea, you're still so energetic, John, you're really something! Tonight, let's drink until we drop, hahaha~~~"

Surrounded by a group of guards, a loud laugh that surprised me rang out, but it wasn't until the skinny, weasel-faced man strode up to me and gave me a warm hug that I believed it was real.

This skinny man was indeed an acquaintance of mine, even a close friend. Wu Tianliang, nicknamed Ah Wu, was an old friend I grew up with in Sara, someone who had done all sorts of wicked, despicable, and shameless things, a heartless and ruthless bastard. Although we were usually wicked, we still had a code of honor among scoundrels, so we were very close until he moved to another province, and that's when we lost contact.

Several years ago, as the commander of the Alibuda cavalry, I was ordered by the Emperor to sail the seas in search of treasure. By chance, I reunited with him in Nalivia, learning that he had joined the military and was doing very well as the local naval vice admiral. Later, we joined forces to help Zhizhi Lonia win the craftsman's competition, helping him ascend to the admiral's throne. We also accidentally exposed the Black Dragon Society's conspiracy to conduct evil experiments.

But on the very night we learned of this conspiracy, the Black Dragon Society's ninja army came to silence us, and he disappeared. I had no news of him since, and I didn't know if he was alive or dead. I never expected him to come to the East Sea and even hold a high-ranking position in the Black Dragon Society.

(There's no reason for this, could it be...?)

A thought flashed through my mind, and I exclaimed.

"Ah! You handed that research data to the Black Dragon Society, so..."

That year, when we raided the Black Dragon Society's lair, we unexpectedly discovered data related to biological modification inside. That data was extremely important to the Black Dragon Society, but the ninja army that broke into the governor's mansion got nothing. Even I couldn't find the original copies of those data afterward. Now that I think about it, it must have been Ah Wu who took the data first and ran away to join the Black Dragon Society.

"Of course. You're from the mainland, you don't know how powerful the Black Dragon Society is. I'm the admiral of Nalivia Port! Rather than spending my whole life stuck in Nalivia, of course I'd choose to join the Black Dragon Society. That night, I had barely left when His Majesty the Dragon King's ninja army attacked. It was a close call..."

"You saw the ninja army and didn't even warn us, which nearly cost me my life!"

"Old friend, have you forgotten my name?"

Now that I'm on someone else's turf, looking at that group of fierce-looking guards, I can't say anything even if I want to. I'll just have to put aside my anger for the sake of this table full of delicious food.

"Gentlemen, this is my good friend, John Farrell. He used to be the bravest man in the Kingdom of Alibuda, a peerless warrior. He once defeated an old woman, raped a polar bear... Ah, I misspoke! Anyway, the big thing he did recently was kick the air conditioner's groin, rendering that old bastard spineless. Please give him a round of applause... Well, applause over, you can leave now."

Having been in the Black Dragon Society for several years, Ah Wu hadn't learned any other skills, but his official airs had certainly grown considerably. He casually dismissed a group of guards and subordinates, ordering them to stand guard outside, and then chatted and ate with me.

"This isn't Nalivia, and your enemies aren't here. Why are you still so troublesome coming and going? Followed by a bunch of zombies?"

"You flatter me, you flatter me. Enemies are like cockroaches; you'll encounter them wherever you move. I'm careful in my actions; it's always good to be cautious."

The implication was that in the few years since arriving in the East Sea, this guy had made enemies everywhere. The speed at which he made enemies was remarkable, and his ability to rise so rapidly in power despite his terrible interpersonal relationships was not to be underestimated.

Knowing it was an old friend hosting the banquet, I felt more at ease and ate and drank heartily, like a lion that hadn't eaten for days, devouring the roasted pig, fat chicken, and fine wine in front of me, filling my aching stomach.

During the meal, Ah Wu recounted his exploits after joining the Black Dragon Society. In summary, it was nothing more than murder, arson, rape of women, slaughtering entire families, and looting—trivial matters. Most of the time, he was smug, but there were also complaints.

"The Black Dragon Society's rules are actually more complicated than you imagine. If you're attacking an enemy, then no matter how much you burn, kill, and rob, the more you kill, the higher your merit. But if we accidentally kill those good citizens who pay their monthly tribute and follow our rules, we have to cut off their hands and feet as compensation, even someone as noble as General Hai is no exception. So when you're killing or raping someone, you still have to keep your eyes open, otherwise the consequences will be severe."

These are truly unbelievable rules. I've rarely heard of evil organizations enforcing the law like this. However, I was busy eating and drinking and didn't listen very carefully. I just asked Ah Wu, "If it's so inconvenient to have sex with women, and you can't enjoy the pleasure of just pushing them down anywhere, isn't joining an evil organization pointless?"

"There are places where you can just push them down and have sex with them anywhere. The Black Dragon Society has several small islands in the East China Sea where the women don't wear clothes, so you can just push them down and do whatever you want."

"Wow, what kind of good thing is that? Is it an island or a brothel?"

"Actually, there's no real secret. His Majesty the Dragon King and the Black Witch are both black magicians. Every month, they need at least a hundred pregnant women and babies for experiments. If they always go out to capture them, sometimes when the war is tense, the brothers who go out might run into Admiral Li Huamei, resulting in the annihilation of the entire army, and the supply for that month would be unstable. In view of this, they started manufacturing them themselves."

The so-called "manufacturing" is an utterly inhumane and evil act. Captured female prisoners have their brains destroyed, are raised like livestock, and mass-produced to reproduce. The newborns are then magically manipulated to accelerate and control their physical growth, ensuring a stable supply of "livestock" each month for experimental purposes. To facilitate this process, these islands are also open to low-ranking soldiers, allowing them to indulge their lust and guaranteeing a daily source of sperm.

"However, only low-ranking soldiers go there. The women there, young and old, are all drooling, their eyes white, and after all that, they just giggle like idiots. I haven't been there in a long time,"

A-Wu said listlessly. I remained outwardly calm, but inwardly I was shocked. Even the Black Magic Kingdom of Ishtar, it was said, only used orc slaves as experimental subjects, not to the extent of the Black Dragon Society's inhumanity. In that case, the Black Dragon Society truly was a cesspool of evil that had to be eradicated.

“John, you really have a way with things. Every time I see you, you’re always with a pretty girl. That elf last time was already a rare find, but this little beauty is even better. She’s severely dehydrated, so I had the medic treat her. You don’t mind if I have some fun with her later, do you?”

“Guess if I mind?”

“Haha, just kidding. Who would dare touch a woman from the Farrell family? Come on, let’s have another drink!”

Ah Wu was in high spirits, urging me to drink again and again. When I asked about his position, I learned that he was doing quite well. He had joined the army with his research materials and made great contributions. In addition, he had worked diligently over the years and had risen to the rank of deputy general under the Nine Seas General, which was a rare exception.

"I'm currently working for General Tianhai. He's very kind to the younger generation; he lets us play with the women first, and he shares the gold and silver treasures with us first. He's a rare and excellent superior, and he treats us exceptionally well."

I hadn't expected Awu to be a subordinate of the Illusionary Monk Tianhai. That night at sea, during the great battle, that old sorcerer who had been beaten to death wasn't there. Otherwise, with his water magic, the threat of his counter-spells alone would have been enough to seal off Axue's magic. Then, even without the Black Dragon King appearing, we would have already been defeated and killed by the Evil Lotus.

I casually inquired with Awu, who said that the Illusionary Monk Tianhai had received orders a few days ago to break a natural barrier and enter a small island that had been sealed off by storms for years, to explore the millennia-old secrets of the East Sea and unravel the mystery of the Giant God. They were now rushing to its aid.

This information surprised me greatly. I knew before that the Black Dragon Society was dealing with the Giant Dragon, and the "small island sealed off by storms for years" could only be the Park Island I visited on my first trip to the East Sea. But what did that have to do with the Giant Dragon?

As I was filled with doubt and unease, Ah Wu suddenly sighed, saying that when he was in Nalivia, he was a vice admiral; but in the Black Dragon Society, he could only be a vice general. He found life utterly boring.

I pondered for a moment, then casually replied that although he was only a vice general, in the Black Dragon Society, he was second only to a dozen or so people, above hundreds of thousands, wielding far more power than he had in Alibuda. He was neither skilled in martial arts nor magic; how could he not be satisfied with such a high position?

As I said this, I suddenly noticed something strange in Ah Wu's eyes. Then, after a moment's thought, I realized the unspoken meaning behind his words.

"You...you wouldn't be thinking of..."

"Yes, John, let's team up again! Last time in Nalivia, you helped me take care of that old guy and got me promoted from deputy to full-fledged officer. This time, let's do the same thing, take down that old sorcerer, and I can become the Sea General." "

Are you crazy! That old man's magic is very powerful, I'm no match for him. You think you can just kill him like that? Besides, didn't you say he was a good superior?"

"If he's a good superior, he should be considerate of his subordinates. He shouldn't be clinging to his position at his age. He deserves to be eliminated."

"You also said he really has nothing to say to you?"

"Yes, nothing to say. If we can't communicate with words, then of course we have to ask him to die."

Awu pleaded and begged, not only using the friendship offensive but also almost shamelessly climbing over the table and clinging to my leg to beg. After all, he wasn't truly capable enough; he couldn't order his men to gang up on me, nor could he hire someone to kill me. In this situation, I was indeed his only hope. However, the Heavenly Sea Illusionary Monk was no ordinary character. Now, I had neither help nor a good plan, so how could I rashly agree? Therefore, no matter what he said, I insisted on not saying yes.

Seeing my continued refusal, Ah Wu finally changed his expression, but having grown up together, his little tricks were no match for me. I scoffed at them with disdain.

"Hahahaha, that's right, I know I can't fool you, so I'll be serious. The food you just ate has already been poisoned with a deadly poison called 'One-Day Death Powder.' Now your stomach should be hurting."

As soon as he finished speaking, cold sweat poured down my forehead, and a sharp pain shot through my stomach. I couldn't help but roll around on the ground, unable to bear it. I never expected that this old friend harbored such evil intentions, actually poisoning my food when I was most hungry. But I wasn't the only one rolling on the ground.

"No, no way! I didn't eat much... and I took the antidote beforehand... why am I also... ouch... ah... my penis is so hot... my anus is so hot... it's about to explode..."

"Hehehe... you think... you think I was eating on the enemy ship... without any preparation? Before you came in... I had already drugged you... 'Rotten Skirt Anal Explosion Pill'... a special product I made myself..." "

...You, you're so despicable..."

"...You, you're no different..."

Time reveals all, and in the most critical situations, humanity reveals its best side; however, things are unpredictable, and there are always exceptions. So when the large group of guards outside heard the noise and broke down the door, they saw two men, enduring the pain in their stomachs and genitals, grabbing each other's throats like wild beasts, vying to kill the other first.

Logically, given their superior numbers, finding the antidote on me shouldn't have been difficult. However, I had dozens of different kinds of powders hidden in the secret compartment of my belt, and this damned "Rotten Skirt Anal Explosion Pill" was my own unique concoction. The ship's medic was dumbfounded just by looking at the symptoms; how could he possibly cure me?

In the end, exchanging antidotes was the most obvious outcome. Half an hour later, Ah Wu and I lay on the ship's railing, vomiting violently at the azure sea below, emptying our stomachs of food and toxins. After a quarter of an hour, both of us were as pale as ghosts, our bodies limp and without any strength.

"Hey, we've known each other for a while now. As the General of Shanghai, I won't forget your kindness. Considering we worked together to take down his two older sisters... help me out."

"That's more like it... Okay, I'll help you take down that old sorcerer."

Circumstances dictate actions. A wise person does the right thing at the right time, otherwise they'll harm themselves and others. Now I'm in enemy territory. If I don't cooperate while the enemy is being friendly, do I have to endure a bloody torture before I'm half-crippled and crying in agreement?

However, the specific problem remains unresolved. Although Tianhai Huanseng's magical cultivation is inferior to Axue's, his endless water-based spells are truly unpredictable and bizarre. I might have a chance of winning alone, but it's not high. And Awu's Black Dragon Society subordinates are all useless. My only resource is...

wait? I think I have a "companion"!

With the Phoenix Blood protecting her and the power of the Beast King Fist at her disposal, if Yu Hong could unleash her full strength, she would be a top-tier sixth-level martial artist. Even Leng Linglan might not be her match, and she would have an 80% chance of defeating the Heavenly Sea Illusionary Monk.

But... what is Yu Hong's condition? If she is seriously injured, I don't have much time to wait for her to recover.

Ah Wu said that Yu Hong and I had been adrift at sea for several days, and our physical condition should have been terrible. Even the ship's medic was puzzled because Yu Hong possessed a burning true energy that preserved her vitality. Even her original severe injuries had greatly improved after several days of drifting.

(Hmm, thinking back, that seems to be true. These past few days, when I was in a daze, every time I suffered hypothermia, I held onto something warm—probably that little bitch's body…)

The medic, who had a background as a mage, also reported on my physical examination. According to them, a strange spiritual force was protecting me, allowing me to quickly recover my spirit after being rescued, without any of the lethargy of those who perished.

"Spiritual energy? Don't be ridiculous. Do you think you can just conjure something like that?"

I laughed and refuted the medic's assessment, but in my heart, I still had doubts about the dream I had before being rescued. Not only this time, but even when I was severely injured by the Evil Lotus last time, the guardian spirit said that a spiritual energy had preserved my life in time. I originally thought it was Li Huamei, but now I think it must have been someone else.

“By the way, when my men pulled you up, you were holding this bundle tightly in your hand. What was that?”

Ah Wu pushed a bundle sealed with a spell in front of me. I was surprised to see it, because something that should have been lost in the vast ocean had actually been brought to me again.

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