Alibuda Chronicles Volume 23: Chapter 3 Legal Adultery

In my eyes, everyone in the world has a price, especially women. Human rights activists disagree with this theory, but the slave traders I trade with frequently agree. In the underground human flesh market, women of other races usually fetch a higher price than human women. The price of human women varies depending on their profession and background. Capturing famous female warriors and sorceresses, training them, and then selling them usually commands shockingly high prices. However, insiders know that even young nuns captured from the Cihang Jingdian Temple can fetch a beautiful price.

The reason is simple: being from the Cihang Jingdian Temple is a symbol of elegance, and the identity of a nun evokes a sense of purity and innocence. The Cihang Jingdian Temple has many monks who practice with their hair intact; they can be sold immediately after being captured. However, insiders also understand that while these commodities are not violent or brutal, the potential dangers are immense. After all, the Light God Palace is too powerful; if they come looking for trouble, the consequences will be far more than just disgrace.

Mao Yanping suggested I extend my reach to these young nuns, and I was indeed extremely interested. However, I'm a lecherous maniac, not a mindless pervert. If I were to casually take advantage of these young nuns, they would all cry and scream afterward, and all the senior monks of Cihang Jingdian would surely mobilize and skin me alive. Not to mention that most of them come from wealthy and noble families, and their family influence is intertwined with their lives; even hiding in Ishtar wouldn't be safe.

Rape and abduction are enjoyable, but legal rape and abduction are the ultimate pleasure. I could easily devour these innocent young nuns one by one, and even the old nun Miejue wouldn't be difficult. But to take advantage of them and absolve myself of responsibility would require careful preparation. Fortunately, a golden opportunity presented itself, and Yu Ni became my great shield, allowing me to fulfill my ideal of legally raping them.

Yu Ni was tasked with seducing her admirers, turning their simple admiration into forbidden love. Using Yu Ni as cover, she would then take advantage of their vulnerability. Once the nuns regained their senses, they would only believe they had given their virginity to their beloved senior sister, never imagining they had been brutally violated and robbed of their virginity by a beast.

Even if their teachers and families investigated, Yu Ni would bear the responsibility. Yu Ni herself was "mentally unstable," and with the powerful backer of the Heart Lamp Hermit, the lustful nuns would fight to defend her. Furthermore, given the public's perception that losing one's virginity to a woman is more acceptable than to a man, the matter could easily be downplayed, and I, the beast in human form, could easily escape justice.

A towering building rises from the ground, and tonight I'll take the first step in my beastly deeds. As I quietly stepped into the room, I was sincerely grateful for two things: one was the delivery of Yu Ni, this obedient and capable flesh puppet; the other was the nuns of Cihang Jingdian. Most of them practiced while still keeping their hair; otherwise, seeing those repulsive bald heads, I'd probably only be interested in playing football, not have the patience to have sex with someone.

Seeing me enter the room, Yu Ni, who had already removed Fanny's monk's robe, tapped her delicate nape with her finger to ensure she wouldn't wake up during the upcoming torment. Then she proactively sat by the door, keeping watch for me.

"Well done, I'll reward you when we get back,"

I praised Yu Ni a few times, then turned my gaze to the naked jade body lying on the bed.

As expected of a pampered rich girl, her skin was fair and soft, with curves in all the right places, displaying a beautiful, rounded figure. Her petite, fragrant body possessed remarkably full breasts, plump and round, soft to the touch yet lacking firmness. With each sway of her body, her small, ball-like breasts trembled, their peaks a delicate pink, like red grapes among flowers, utterly alluring.

"These little girls nowadays, I wonder what they eat, they're developing so well, hehe, big brother will give them a massage, they'll develop even better."

I grasped Fanny's breasts with one hand, gently stroking them, then took the two bright red, tender nipples into my mouth, skillfully licking and sucking them; my other hand, however, groped downwards, caressing her long, slender legs, gradually moving towards her inner thighs, teasing and caressing.

Fanny's breathing grew heavier, her face flushed; though still asleep, her body had already begun to respond to my teasing. I didn't need to waste any more time. I lifted one of Fanny's jade feet and carried it on my shoulder...

The primordial red exploded, the flower path opened for the first time, and the little nun let out a soft moan, tears of pain streaming down her face. But she didn't wake up, only letting out a mournful cry.

"...Senior sister, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, my lower body is split open..."

The pain of her first experience of intimacy amplified the sense of accomplishment in defiling the girl's purity, making me unwilling to wait. I directly summoned a low-level

lustful insect, placing it from my fingertips to the girl's lips, letting her swallow it with her saliva. In just a short while, the sleeping girl's body reacted. If I only wanted to indulge my lust, I could just focus on ravaging her now, but I'm not a three-year-old child anymore. I won't risk touching these little nuns just to satisfy my lust. The reason for this action, besides indulging my lust, was also to increase my self-cultivation. Absorbing the little nun's virgin yin during intercourse would greatly benefit the power of the Hellish God of Lust.

"Ancient spirits of lust, in the name of John Farrell, I make a pact with you, offering this woman's chastity as a sacrifice in exchange for your power and absolute obedience!"

After chanting the incantation in a low voice, I felt a burning sensation on my back, my entire skin feeling as if it were on fire. Although I couldn't see it myself, I imagined some runes or totems appearing. In the surrounding dark space, the image of the god of lust in hell was faintly visible, the atmosphere incredibly heavy. Even Yu Ni, sitting by the door, sensed it and trembled involuntarily.

The summoned beast of the god of lust appeared, and I immediately sensed a cool energy seeping from the depths of Fanny's flower path, flowing through our point of union and directly into my body, then dissipating from my burning back, completing the absorption process. The reward for having my vital energy extracted was an ultimate pleasure that penetrated to the very marrow of my bones.

"Ah..."

Fanny opened her eyes, waking up, but her mind was still caught up in wild lust. She clung tightly to me from below, swaying her round buttocks, completely oblivious to the pain. I covered Fanny's mouth with one hand, making sure she wouldn't make too much noise, and then moved my hips back and forth, slowly thrusting.

This action ignited the fuse of their bodies. The young nun, who had just tasted the pleasures of love, her healthy, youthful body was like a newborn mare, galloping wildly

beneath the man...

"...Ah...ah...so good...what is this feeling...give me more..."

Fanny moaned ecstatically in my ear. I released her and kissed her lips directly, using a more effective method to seal her moans.

After about fifteen minutes, I felt I had absorbed enough yin energy. Continuing any longer would be like draining the pond, easily leading to someone's death. So, while sending Fanny to heaven, I prepared to ejaculate inside her. However, Yu Ni, who was most sensitive to the smell of this, had already snatched it away, looking at me expectantly.

"Alright, you've worked hard too, here you go!"

To be honest, if you ignored what Yu Ni was eating, just seeing the extremely satisfied smile on her face as she swallowed, as if she were enjoying the ultimate pleasure, was quite an appetite-stimulating expression.

After the passionate encounter, the summoned beast of lust disappeared. Cleaning up was never my job, so I left this trivial task to Yu Ni and quietly left.

However, Yu Ni, who had just watched our intercourse, seemed to have been aroused by the intense, sweaty act. As soon as she heard that I wanted her to clean up, she unbuttoned her clothes and got into bed. The two fair and smooth female bodies intertwined, like two large white snakes coiling together. As I gently closed the door, sweet moans, like sighs and sobs, echoed from inside the room, telling of the defilement and depravity of the pure priestess, repeatedly 　　reverberating

in the endless darkness ...

Night passed, and clear daylight soon arrived. Everything that had happened last night seemed like a dream; no one noticed anything amiss, nor was anything amiss that could be noticed. If there was any change, it was that Fanny, who had been clinging to Yu Ni for the past few days, was now acting like a stranger to her, only offering a distant greeting when they met. The chattering little girl who used to surround Yu Ni was now a new face. Apart from that, everything seemed normal.

Yu Ni had now become the bait on my fishing rod, constantly catching mermaids for me. Although I hadn't given her detailed instructions on how to fish, leaving it entirely to her, she was doing a better job than I expected.

Yu Ni, who already looked like a dashing young man in his police uniform, now, dressed in a neutral style and deliberately improving her taste in clothing, looked like a handsome, refined, and elegant aristocratic young man, with a charming and carefree beauty in her handsomeness, much like Fang Qingshu, completely becoming the ideal idol in the hearts of naive girls.

However, no one knows that this radiant and charismatic idol is merely an empty shell, lacking any soul. All her outwardly outstanding qualities are pre-programmed mimicry. The girls who adore her are chasing nothing more than illusions. I often see a group of girls fluttering around Yu Ni, vying for a glance or a smile from her, which would make them happy for a long time.

This scene always leaves me unsure whether to burst into laughter or sigh in despair. But I must admit, when

Yu Ni earnestly utilizes her "special charm," her ability to woo women is no less than Mao Yanping's. I wonder if she and Yu Hong lived this kind of life when they roamed the world together. While I can

only sigh, the one holding the fishing rod has their own responsibilities. Yu Ni, like bait, catches the fish one by one, and I will eat them one by one. In the boundless, still depths of the night, the naked fish convulsing and twitching before me were swallowed one by one by the filthy waves of my desire…

As we left the city and headed towards New Orleans with the race, five of the fish that had swum around me had already been devoured.

We traveled to New Orleans with the medical team, a well-known major city in the Golden Flower Federation, where the next race would be held, and Moonsakura had arranged to meet me there.

“Lady Moonsakura asked me to ask you a question…”

While conveying Moonsakura’s request, Old Nun Extinction also brought a question. When asking the question, she deliberately kept at least three feet away from me, treating me like a source of disease, which infuriated me, but the question itself was very strange.

"What? The Shennong Encyclopedia? Isn't that the plant guide Grandpa left behind? You're asking me where I put it? Damn, how would I remember?"

Although the Farrell Mansion was dilapidated and in disrepair, it housed the relics Grandpa had collected during his adventurous and romantic journeys. The Shennong Encyclopedia was one of his belongings. I remember the pictures in it were colorful and vibrant. As a child, I loved flipping through it, discussing with Yueying which flowers and plants were the prettiest, and what bright flowers we should use to make a wreath for Xiaolanlan... Ugh, what a terrible nightmare.

Now, recalling it from the perspective of a tracer, the plant guide wasn't anything particularly valuable. If there was anything special about it, it was the plant knowledge Grandpa had compiled at the end. Since Grandpa's travels took him overseas, he also recorded some strange tales about flowers and trees from other continents. But overall, I don't remember anything particularly unusual about it.

After Yueying married into the Golden Finch Federation, I lost interest in reading any more boring books, so I carelessly tossed that book aside. Over a decade later, I had no idea where it was buried. Now, in this sudden inquiry, how could I possibly remember?

"Ask the old folks at home, maybe they know… Ah? You mean they can't find it either? Hmm, I'm the country's most wanted criminal now, I can't go back to look for it, what should I do?"

Why would Yueying ask about that plant guide? It was quite perplexing. If it were anyone else, I would have been more reserved, but because it was Yueying, I didn't ask her reasons. I just tried to recall possible fragments, and after several days, I finally remembered: I seemed to have torn off the cover of the book, deliberately replaced it with the cover of a pornographic magazine, and haphazardly stuffed it into my grandfather's library.

Those youthful, ignorant misdeeds now seem quite laughable. I told this to Extinction, who would then pass it on to Yueying, hoping it would help her. At that moment, although I suspected there might be something fishy going on, I never imagined the whole affair was so intricate and the relationships so profound.

Putting that incident aside, our group arrived in New Orleans safely and without any questioning or harassment, easily entering the city.

New Orleans has a subtropical humid climate with frequent torrential rains in the summer. The surrounding area is rich in oil, natural gas, sulfur, and salt mines, and is a major producer of timber, cotton, sugarcane, and rice. It is an important industrial and agricultural center in southern Virginia, with a long history of development and a unique cultural atmosphere. Mao Yanping, who prides himself on being a refined gentleman, has been busy introducing the city to us since the moment we entered.

"...The local cultural and educational undertakings are well-developed, and it is also rich in musical tradition. It is the birthplace of jazz. There are many music groups, theaters and concert halls in the city. It is a wonderful music city. Everyone is fortunate to be here. Don't forget to take the opportunity to enjoy the music. However, we are indeed late, which is a pity."

Mao Yanping said, "Every February, the carnival here is unprecedented, attracting millions of domestic and foreign tourists. Everyone will put on bright costumes and use dazzling beads and masks to dress up for the carnival. During the carnival, New Orleans is full of gorgeously dressed people dancing and enjoying the wonderful music. It is romantic and passionate, like a dream city."

The scene described is indeed enchanting. However, we came to this jazz hometown not to attend the carnival, but to watch the race that will be held here.

The races in New Orleans will begin in a few days. The track is currently closed to the public, and only through the connections of the paparazzi Charlotte were we able to get press passes and enter the racetrack.

"Watch the races! Watch the races! Finally, we can watch the races!"

Hearing that we could watch the races and even see a race in a few days, Xue was probably the most excited among us. She couldn't wait and tugged at my sleeve, even picking up Violet and dancing around, so happy she felt like she could fly.

Before, Mao Yanping and I had been researching Stage 1 racing and discussing it with our friends. Yu Ni didn't react much, but Xue was always very enthusiastic, often asking me to take her to see the races. She even collected the racing stickers and decals I gave her, having waited for this moment for so long.

"But... what are you going there to see?"

I've always been puzzled by this. Formula One racing isn't a gentle sport; on the contrary, it's extremely bloody and cruel, a violent competition that even underground fighting would be ashamed of. Everyone does their utmost to win, and all sorts of means are allowed. The crowd's fervor makes the competitors even more out of control. The racetrack during the race is not only a battlefield but also a place where human desires run rampant. How could something like this be suitable for Xue?

As a result, Xue, who entered the racetrack with us, seemed very disappointed, craning her neck and looking around, but didn't see what she expected.

"Huh? Why... why aren't there any race queens? I'm so disappointed."

"Racing queens?"

"Yeah, Uncle told me that as long as there's racing, there will be lots of beautiful racing queens, wearing very sexy clothes, all dressed up, with slim waists, long legs, and perky breasts. There are beauties from all races, even more lively than the kind of brothels you like to go to, Master. I've been really looking forward to it."

"Cough...cough cough...um, don't talk nonsense. How could I, your master, like going to brothels? I haven't been to those places in a long time. Now I'm a good family man..."

As I spoke, I glared fiercely at Mao Yanping, who was covering his mouth and secretly laughing. Xia Ludi, who was walking at the front, turned around and glared at me. Without saying a word, her disdain was evident in her eyes. However, when she looked at Yu Ni, her eyes were filled with joy and admiration, just like those little nuns who usually surrounded Yu Ni.

Hmph, looking down on my woman, don't think you're so great. One day, when you're hooked, I'll pull the rod and pull you into bed. I'll get you pregnant, then kick you aside and see if you, this used-up flower, can still put on that face.

"Ah Xue, you'll be disappointed today, because the race hasn't officially started yet, and we won't see any race queens here. But there are still some race cars to watch."

I comforted the disappointed Ah Xue, pointing to the distant track. Several race cars, pulled by different beasts, sped past, kicking up clouds of dust—these were the drivers doing their test runs. Besides them, not far from the track, at the rest area, many staff members were solemnly preparing and waiting to change the gear for the drivers entering the rest area.

These novel sights once again attracted Ah Xue's attention, making her forget her disappointment at not seeing any race queens. She hugged Violet and gazed at the various scenes at the racetrack.

"You damn Mao Yanping, why are you instilling these ideas in Ah Xue? If you want to see race queens, go to the biggest hotel here later, there are plenty... Hey, did you get the information you were asked?" "

Of course I got it, it's not a secret. You can ask Charlotte, she knows; you can ask the hotel doorman, he knows; you can even ask that car washer at the intersection, he knows. The top three prizes in the Formula One Grand Prix, such a big deal, very few people in the entire Golden Flower Federation don't know about it, I don't understand why you still need to investigate."

"I'm busy having sex with women every night, can't I have time to investigate? You look like a lackey, if you can't do this kind of small thing, who will? You're so fussy about doing even the smallest thing, do you not want to do it anymore? If you don't want to do it, just say so, do you know the economy is bad right now? If you don't want to do it, there are people all over the street who are eager to do it, stop blocking the planet's rotation!" A

barrage of words, fast and fierce, left Mao Yanping speechless, his face pale like a humble office worker, rubbing his hands nervously as he spoke.

"No, no! I still have car and mortgage payments to make, and my two kids need tutoring every month. I earn so little, and prices are so high outside. Boss, please don't fire me! Even if you have to treat me like a dog, I... I can't lose this job!"

The great writer got so into character that he broke down in tears, attracting stares from onlookers. I had to whack Mao Yanping on the head with a stick to stop his increasingly enthusiastic role-playing.

"Sorry, I was having too much fun. I'm sober now. The three prizes, in order, are..."

The third-place bronze medal is a demonic sword that absorbs the souls and flesh of the dead—the Evil Wolf Blood Sword. It is said that this demonic sword was forged by the royal family of an ancient kingdom from the essence of a giant demonic wolf that had ravaged the land for hundreds of years. On the battlefield, it amplifies the wielder's ferocity. With each enemy killed, it absorbs their soul and blood, increasing its own destructive power. It can be considered a highly dangerous forbidden artifact.

This priceless treasure, classified as an A-grade, or even S-grade masterpiece, is only being awarded as the third prize. This grand race is incredibly extravagant, making everyone eagerly anticipate the two main awards.

"Treasures like the Evil Wolf Blood Sword, usually a top-grade item, are awarded as gold medals in the past. But for some reason, the prizes this year are exceptionally generous. Not only has the prize money doubled, but the quality of the prizes has also surpassed previous years. Experts from all over the world are flocking here, some even acting on orders from their countries to win the silver medal—the Beacon Fire Universe Ring, lost for hundreds of years."

"Ah!"

Upon hearing the name Beacon Fire Universe Ring, I was taken aback and slapped the wall in front of me. I never expected that the prizes for this grand race would be treasures of the Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation.

The Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation are the highest-level treasures on the Loess Plateau. Collecting all seven would be the ultimate achievement for any pursuer, a feat unparalleled throughout history. However, no one knows what will happen when all seven are gathered, or even the exact details of each artifact.

The Sage's Staff, the Sage's Bracelet, the Great Sun Mirror, and the Dragon-Slaying Blade are four that we have confirmed, two of which are already in our possession. Among the countless documents we have consulted, the "Beacon Fire Universe Ring" has also been confirmed as one of the Seven Sacred Artifacts.

The Beacon Fire Universe Ring, as its name suggests, consists of two silver rings wrapped around the arms. Its function is unknown, but its appearances are always during the Warring States period, and are accompanied by numerous deaths, suggesting its function must be for battlefield use. Like the Dragon-Slaying Blade, it is an invincible, deadly weapon, hence the name "Beacon Fire."

According to records, the Beacon Fire Universe Ring last appeared on the Loess Plateau five hundred years ago during the Dark Ages. After leaving behind countless records of victory and death, it disappeared from history, but unexpectedly, it reappeared in this grand race. Based on the past, does this also hint at a violent upheaval in the various kingdoms of the land, and the imminent return to the Warring States period?

"Hahaha, this is exciting! They can even produce the Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation! Now even I'm interested in this grand race, hahaha...

But, there shouldn't be any treasures of a higher level than the Seven Sacred Artifacts on the Loess Plateau. The silver medal is already the Beacon Fire Universe Ring, so the gold medal... could it be another one of the Seven Sacred Artifacts?"

Strangely, when Mao Yanping heard me say this, an indescribable expression appeared on his face, and even his voice became hesitant.

"This... from a certain perspective, it might be something even more advanced than the Seven Sacred Artifacts, at least for a small group of people. The gold medal in this grand race is... the ultimate treasure in the model world, a high-priced item sought after and purchased by countless model enthusiasts, the legendary 'Tankar'!"

"Tankar... what the hell is that?!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, I grabbed Mao Yanping's neck again and shook him violently, almost roaring as I questioned him. The middle-aged man, with an innocent expression, simply spread his hands awkwardly.

"Who knows? It's... the legendary model."

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