Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 5, Chapter 8

Before the perilous encounter in the camp in Chapter Eight

, Mao Yan'an had speculated that the Fire Worship Sect's attack on the Feather Clan was most likely for the Great Sun Mirror. Although Bai Lanxiong seemed completely unaware of this, the Snake Clan's furtive actions might be for this very reason, which was why they had seized the city and were making such a fuss.

I considered the dangers of doing so, but I still went ahead with it. I told Bai Lanxiong that I had read some ancient books among humans before, and that some of the records might be useful. Then I told him about the rumors about the Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation that Mao Yan'an had told me and A Xue that day, and also mentioned that the woman with the white cloth tied around her head in the explosion that caused the Feather Clan to open the encirclement net seemed to have used the Great Sun Mirror.

Bai Lanxiong's body trembled violently. He said, "Is that so? The Great Sun Mirror... Come to think of it, the Martial Venerable Wanshou did indeed instruct us to keep an eye out for news of the Seven Sacred Artifacts. And I've also heard my father mention that the Feather Clan once possessed one of the Seven Sacred Artifacts, the Staff of the Saint."

The beastmen held the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts in extremely high esteem, always calling him "Martial Venerable Wanshou," and Bai Lanxiong was no exception. After hearing my description, his bear eyes gleamed brightly. He slammed his fist heavily on the table, gave a few instructions, and then left. My own heart was pounding. Judging from what I had just heard, the Staff of the Saint had indeed fallen into the hands of the Feather Clan. Mao Yan'an hadn't lied. If I could find out its whereabouts, my mission would be complete.

Outside, Bai Lanxiong had already arranged a personal tent for me, a courtesy reserved for a professional like myself. Before I could even rest for a while, a large group of bear-men rushed in, wanting to go out for drinks to celebrate. Unable to refuse, I was taken out for another round of heavy drinking.

Over the next few days, I continued to follow Bai Lanxiong and kept an eye on the movements in Skeva City. The explosion Katrina had warned me about hadn't happened. I heard the snake tribe's excavation was progressing unusually slowly because the intelligent female snakes were unwilling to do heavy work, and the male snakes responsible for digging lacked intelligence and couldn't use tools, relying solely on their bodies to drill, hence the slow progress.

Whenever the orcs talked about the snake tribe's women, their alluring and seductive charm, they would drool with lust, but this would soon turn to disgust, disliking the snake tribe's perverse and cruel acts.

However, speaking of perversion, I myself wasn't much better. Since I was in the bear-man army, the technical difficulties of disguising my appearance were naturally present. Even with the best efforts to reduce my energy expenditure, I could only last about two hours at most before feeling completely exhausted, my dantian feeling like it was being stabbed by a thousand needles.

Under normal circumstances, I could stop, concentrate my energy, and wait for my inner strength to recover before resuming my Beast King Fist practice. Unfortunately, in my current condition, I couldn't stop for even a moment. I dare say that among all practitioners of the Beast King Fist, none are like me. Unless it's a world-shaking battle between unparalleled powerhouses, it's impossible for a duel to drag on for days, requiring continuous, frantic effort to channel the Beast King Fist energy.

My internal energy is insufficient; if it weren't for something else I discovered during my encounters with Katrina, I would have been discovered on my very first day in the orcish camp. These past few days, whenever my Beast King Fist energy became unsustainable and I had to dissipate it, I would go to the plaza and find a sparse, unused winged female warrior to replenish my energy.

Moreover, during intercourse, my movements were extremely rough. Rather than a desire for release, I felt it was more like a powerful urge to tear and destroy something. Later, I often lost my senses, and upon waking, I would find the woman beneath me covered in wounds. Most recently, she even had dozens of gruesome bloody gashes on her bare back—scars inflicted when, in a state of extreme arousal, I transformed my arms into beast form and tore at her with my bear claws.

For this, I was scolded by the manager in charge of the female slaves, who said that if I played so intensely again, I wouldn't be allowed to do it anymore.

However, after each act of intercourse, the feeling of being full of energy, as if every part of my body was surging with power, was incredibly pleasurable, even more so than the yin-yang replenishment techniques of traditional sexual arts. This strange situation surprised me, but I couldn't find anyone to talk to, so I had to keep this question to myself.

In my spare time, I often thought of Ah Xue, Sister Dragon Girl, Uncle, and that leopard that had disappeared. Because I promised Katrina, I had to stay here and couldn't leave the camp, which was really troubling.

That day, after helping Bai Lan Xiong with some official business, I returned to my resting tent. I had just caught my breath when I suddenly felt something was wrong. Before I could think further, I felt a chill on my neck; a gleaming dagger was already pressed against it.

"You heartless traitor! In the name of justice, I will seek justice for my clan leader today!"

My life hangs in the balance, yet my mind is a jumbled mess. Besides thinking about how to escape, I'm also trying to guess this person's identity.

"Wait, don't act rashly! Let's talk this out calmly. Swords have no eyes..."

Among the various beast tribes of the Southern Barbarians, probably only the Feathered Clan would come to me seeking justice for their clan leader. The speaker was a woman, and she was using the name of justice as her slogan; it was hard for me not to guess. I stammered, "Second Constable Yu, Second Miss Yu, you don't understand the truth. Don't speak recklessly. Many things aren't as you imagine..."

The Neon sisters have different personalities. If it were Yu Ni, she probably wouldn't say a word and would just kill me; the one who would rebuke me first before taking action is most likely Yu Hong. This was my basis for guessing. After hearing my words, she hesitated for a moment, then moved to stand in front of me.

This was no good, because although she moved, she didn't loosen her grip on the dagger, which circled halfway around my neck. The dagger was sharp, and a string of blood beads immediately appeared on my skin, slowly flowing down.

She had shown mercy; otherwise, with just a little force, my throat would have been ripped open. But her intention to torture me was very clear. I could only tremble with fear, not daring to breathe too loudly, lest I bump my neck into the dagger and have my head sliced off and used as a football.

Before me stood Yu Hong. Compared to my impression of her when we parted, this renowned Feather Clan constable was noticeably more disheveled and haggard. Although she wasn't exactly unkempt, her pretty face was covered in mud and filth, her golden hair was stained with moss, and her clothes were tattered—one could imagine the suffering she had endured these past few days.

After Katrina knocked her unconscious, she placed her in a tree hollow, thus evading the orcs' pursuit. Afterwards, I was too busy to look for her again, assuming she would leave once she woke up and couldn't find us. I never expected to run into her under these circumstances.

"You traitor! I was in the tree hollow and heard everything. If you hadn't ambushed the chieftain, how could she have been captured by the orcs?"

Damn it, Katrina's grip had weakened when she knocked Yu Hong unconscious, and Yu Hong regained consciousness shortly after being stuffed into the tree hollow, overhearing my conversation with Katrina.

A dagger was close to me. Yu Hong's voice wasn't loud, but her eyes were gradually flashing with ferocity. It seemed I wouldn't be able to get away with just my silver tongue this time; I needed to think of something.

Use martial arts to escape? I wasn't that confident in my skills, especially with a dagger pressed against my neck. I knew I couldn't possibly defeat this girl instantly and escape.

Unable to think of any way to extricate myself using my strength, I took advantage of my trembling body to secretly rummage through my clothes, looking for something that might be of help.

"Did you see everything? Oh dear, this isn't as simple as it seems; there's more to the story..."

"I've been lurking around here these past few days, trying to find you among those bear-men..."

"So capable? You're really something; a bunch of furry animals that all look alike, and you actually managed to spot someone."

"So I saw it clearly, you traitor, you did so many, so many shameless and despicable things to our sisters!"

Yu Hong's pretty face flushed red, whether from extreme anger or from recalling those unbearable and shameful scenes, I couldn't tell. But I was certain that if she had witnessed everything I'd done these past few days, her determination to kill me would be extremely firm.

My hand, rummaging through my pocket, suddenly touched something. I gently squeezed it, then realized I still had this thing on me—the "Willful Pocket Jar" left by Phoenix, which could conjure up whatever I needed.

I carefully shook it a couple of times, hoping that, like when I was surrounded by the orc army last time, a large amount of smoke would billow out, giving me a chance to escape. Unfortunately, that bitch Phoenix definitely didn't want me to have an easy time; after shaking it a few times, nothing came out.

(That damned demon, she's definitely trying to take advantage of my misfortune, she has no humanity at all…

If I don't formally make a wish, Phoenix will probably continue to play dumb, but considering how big the last incident was, I absolutely refuse to make a deal with Phoenix again unless it's a matter of life and death.

My neck is getting more and more painful, although I still have to put on a sly, fearless expression, I'm really anxious inside. Suddenly, it feels like something is being poured from the jar into my palm. It's some kind of powder, but the particles are very coarse, not like the kind of lime or sleeping potion that can dazzle the eyes. Judging from the texture, it's more like coarse salt or coarse sugar.

That demon might not help me if I'm dying, but she would never joke with me. Since the jar is pouring out powder, it means I can use this powder to create life. The problem is… how?

"I'll kill you today, to avenge my sisters.")

"Wait!"

I hurriedly said, "Killing me now would truly ruin everything and make you a sinner of the Feather Clan. I... I was sent by Chief Katrina, who sacrificed herself, to infiltrate the Bear Clan and wait for an opportunity to rescue people."

Yu Hong paused. This explanation probably wouldn't convince her, but it would make her suspicious, delaying her attack and buying her a little more time.

Sugar or salt? Why would these two seasonings be useful?

Countless thoughts raced through my mind, but I couldn't think of a single useful one. Finally, a sharp pain in my neck wound reminded me that Yu Hong had been trying to... Hiding and stalking, my leg wounds were mostly unhealed, hindering my movements. If this powder was salt, then it could be a useful tool.

However, Phoenix is so stingy. If she really wanted to help me, wouldn't it have been better to give me some magical powder that could breathe fire? Conjuring up a bunch of cheap coarse salt—if Yu Hong moves too much after being stimulated, my head won't be very stable.

Yu Hong's face flushed with anger. She said, "Your sweet talk doesn't fool anyone! You say the clan chieftain ordered you to infiltrate the Bear Clan, what evidence do you have? What about your treatment of the sisters… was that also ordered by the clan chieftain?"

"Hey, Constable Yu, do you even have a brain? Would a spy intentionally leave evidence for someone to catch them? Do you even know what a self-inflicted injury is? I'm infiltrating the Bear Clan. If I didn't do the same thing as them, would I have survived this long without being discovered?"

Although my life hung in the balance, I couldn't help but sigh at these idiotic questions. Being able to find me among so many Bear Clan members proved that Yu Hong indeed possessed extraordinary tracking skills, befitting a professional in arrest. However, her personal insight made one want to lament the way the Heart Lamp Hermit taught his disciples.

After this exchange, Yu Hong's aggressive demeanor lessened considerably, but the murderous intent between her brows remained undiminished. It seemed that even if she rationally believed me, her emotional aversion to me wouldn't allow her to give up so easily.

I secretly glanced at her calf, where several tattered pieces of cloth were haphazardly tied around her right calf. Her slightly leaning posture was the best proof of the excruciating pain and difficulty exerting force in her right leg.

"Speaking of which, we're all in the same boat now, we should help each other. Think about it, even if you kill me, can you save your people all by yourself? No way, right? The chieftain knew this, which is why he sacrificed himself and entrusted me with this important task, asking me to infiltrate the orc army and find a way."

This was half true and half false, but I only wanted to distract Yu Hong from the dagger in her hand. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I exclaimed in surprise, "Look, who's here..."

At the same time, I threw out the coarse salt I was holding.

But this shout was my biggest mistake. Perhaps there were many problems with my thinking, but Yu Hong, who had made such a name for herself in the martial world, was definitely not... She was an easily fooled novice, unlikely to be deceived by such a low-level lie. The moment my words left my mouth, her eyes sharpened, and her grip on the dagger tightened.

In that instant, she held my life in her hands; a single thrust of the dagger would be enough to decapitate me.

But though she gripped the dagger tightly, she made no further move. Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, I knew she still believed me to some extent; for the sake of her people's last hope, she dared not kill lightly.

One wrong decision led to her downfall. In that moment of hesitation, the salt in my hand had already spilled onto her leg, causing a violent reaction upon contact with the still-bleeding wound.

"Ah!"

Phoenix, this female demon, still had some professional ethics, because the "salt," upon contact with the blood, suddenly burst into a dark blue flame and ignited.

Yu Hong screamed and crouched down, but still didn't forget to retaliate, thrusting her dagger towards my throat. Life and death, victory and defeat, were decided in an instant. Her body fell, and her strength couldn't be concentrated; the dagger, though sharp, had much less lethality. At that moment, I quickly activated the Beast King Fist's Elephant Skin Technique, strengthening my muscle elasticity. Although in the end, my flesh still tore open and blood flowed, and my head spun, I successfully escaped the calamity of decapitation.

"You little bitch!"

Pressing the attack was easy. Ignoring my own injuries, I channeled a surge of Beast King's energy into my hand, transforming it into a Vajra Ape Arm, and unleashed a barrage of powerful blows.

Yu Hong's martial arts were far superior to mine; she managed to block my attack with a counter-attack, but ultimately, the intense pain in her leg and the distraction of extinguishing the fire caused her defenses to crumble. I broke through her defenses and landed a heavy punch on her abdomen.

"Ugh..."

The intense pain caused Yu Hong to double over, her pretty face contorted in agony. I followed up with another punch, striking her delicate chin, sending her stumbling and crashing into a corner of the tent. She rolled a few times before losing consciousness.

"Damn, that was close! I almost died."

Touching the bloodstain on my neck, I was still shaken, recalling the near-death experience. Seeing Yu Hong unconscious over there, I didn't dare to be careless. I slowly walked over and carefully kicked her a couple of times to confirm she was truly unconscious before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

But trouble was brewing. Our struggle had made a lot of noise, and the bear-men outside weren't deaf; how could they not have heard? Now, a series of footsteps were rapidly approaching, and a group of bear-men was about to rush in.

"You filthy bitch, even when you're unconscious you're causing me trouble."

Blankets can cover a person, but they can't hide from the beastmen's sense of smell, and there's nowhere else to conceal myself in the tent. In desperation, I didn't waste any time. I bent down and flipped Yu Hong over, covering her upper body with the blanket, then pulled down her shorts to her knees, spreading her legs so she looked exactly like she'd just been raped. Just as

I finished, the tent flap was flung open, and several bear-men rushed in.

"Bu Er Xiong, are you alright... are you alright?"

The worried question immediately turned into a suggestive chuckle upon seeing the scene inside the tent. In the dim candlelight, a disheveled girl, naked and unconscious, lay sprawled on the ground, a "bear-man" holding her ankle between her legs. Anyone seeing this scene would naturally make the following assumptions.

I don't know exactly what I look like in the eyes of the bear-men. But since they also consider me a bear-man, they probably see me as a hairy mess, so whether I'm wearing pants or not is irrelevant.

"We heard you making so much noise just now, we thought you... we didn't expect you to be having a good time alone in your tent?"

The bear-men looked at me, each leering knowingly. I sighed, as if caught in the act, and led them out of the tent, not giving them a chance to linger and discover anything amiss. I also asked them to pretend they hadn't seen anything.

Currently, all the female winged captives, except for Katrina, were gathered together to prevent their escape. To maintain discipline, female captives were not allowed to be brought back to their private tents except for those who had performed great service. Although I was appreciated by White Bear and granted this privilege, I had never allowed a woman to stay overnight in my tent to avoid revealing my identity. Now, I could use this as an excuse.

The bear-men told me that White Bear had urgent business with me and needed me to come immediately. I had no objection to this, but I would first return to my tent to deal with any potential problems.

If Yu Hong were discovered, the consequences would be dire; both of us would be finished. However, hiding in this tent was far safer than anywhere else. The social rules of the orc world are quite primitive. Since this woman is in my tent, she is my property. If anyone else covets her beauty and wants to possess her, they must challenge and defeat the original owner honorably. They would never sneak into someone else's tent to rape a female captive.

Currently, the bear people are friendly with me. Although they know there is a woman in my tent, firstly, they haven't seen her pretty face, and secondly, they have some respect for me. Naturally, they won't sneak into my tent when I'm not there.

I also have some herbs in my bag, including some powerful sleeping pills. I pried open Yu Hong's mouth and fed her two pills, which should keep her unconscious for an hour. Then I tied her up with ropes as a temporary measure.

This method is not enough to deal with a martial arts master, but I don't have time now. This is the only rough way to handle her. As long as I can confirm that she remains in this state for an hour, there will be no problem.

After preparing, I left the tent to see Bai Lan Xiong.

On the way, I remembered something about the use of the stone hat on my head. Mao Yan'an once said that wearing this hat wouldn't make me invisible, but people around me would mistake me for one of their own, or simply see me as insignificant and ignore me.

I'd never really thought about that before, but now it does seem a bit strange. When I was among a group of beastmen, Yu Hong saw me as a beastman. Was it because among a group of beastmen, being a beastman was the least noticeable thing? If it were a battle between the beastmen and the winged tribes, what would I look like to either side? That's quite puzzling.

And when I left the beastmen and was alone in my tent, what would I look like? Was it because of this that I gave myself away and Yu Hong discovered me?

Since Yu Hong could see through my disguise, others could too. If I were careless on this point, I might perish in the Southern Barbarian lands.

When I met Bai Lanxiong, he looked very anxious and asked me to prepare a feast.

"To discuss the current situation, I need to have a private meeting with the leaders of the Tiger and Leopard tribes, so a feast needs to be prepared. You're from Alibuda, so you should know some proper ways of hospitality, right?"

Seeing his serious tone, I nodded and started thinking about how to instruct the chef to prepare the dishes. Bai Lanxiong, seemingly worried that I wouldn't understand, looked around to make sure no one was watching, then patted me on the shoulder and whispered, "Our friendship is extraordinary; we've been friends since childhood, you understand?"

It couldn't be clearer. "Friends with benefits" refers to friends who have sex together. In simpler terms, they're like me, Babi, and Awu—friends who often go to brothels and have sex with women. Although having sex since childhood is shameful, considering the customs of the orc world, I didn't find it strange. Understandingly, I nodded and prepared to prepare a "sex feast" for him.

The gimmicks in brothels are always the same few things, and with my extensive experience, I'm sure there won't be any problems.

Bai Lanxiong was delighted that I agreed so readily and then proceeded to discuss the bear tribe's plans.

In fact, not only the bear tribe, but also the tiger and leopard tribes faced the same problem: they couldn't afford to waste any more time here. Supplies and the tribesmen's reactions were at their limits. Although the large number of winged female captives had provided some outlet for the beastmen's pent-up energy, the situation would still be unfavorable in the long run.

However, Bai Lanxiong and the leaders of the other two tribes were all unwilling to give up. In the battle of Skeva Songlou City, all three races indeed captured a large number of female prisoners to replenish their labor force, making the trip worthwhile. However, the Feathered Race failed to obtain any of the rare treasures collected. Seeing the Serpent Race occupy Skeva Songlou City, the leaders of the three races were all resentful. On one hand, they suspected the Serpent Race might be holding back some of the female prisoners; on the other hand, they worried that if the Serpent Race obtained the Feathered Race's treasures, they would become too

powerful and oppress the other Beast Races. These past few days, whenever they talked about it, it was all about cursing behind their backs. Especially after Bai Lanxiong learned about the Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation from me, the friction between the three races and the Serpent Race intensified. If the Serpent Race were to obtain the Great Sun Mirror and decipher its secrets, the consequences would be too severe for anyone to bear. Even without deciphering its secrets, if the Serpent Race were to present the Great Sun Mirror to the Beast Venerable, this great achievement would be enough to allow them to walk with impunity within the Fire Worship Cult.

Therefore, the three races have been making frequent moves recently, sending envoys to question the Serpent Clan about whether they violated the original agreement and were secretly harboring some Feathered Clan female captives within the city.

Based on various indications, this is highly likely. Due to their different physiological structures, the Feathered Clan, once in the Serpent Clan's hands, cannot reproduce. In the eyes of the various beast races, the female captives are useless to the Serpent Clan, and their possession of these female captives is undoubtedly a waste.

(It's ridiculous. The Serpent Clan obtained sole control of Skeva City by lending all their captives on the condition that they would lend them all. If they were truly so dissatisfied, they shouldn't have agreed in the first place…)

This thought flashed through my mind, but I also understand that accusing the Serpent Clan of holding some captives is just a pretext to gain access to Skeva City for a search. Even if there's no such thing, the three races will find another reason.

“Natasha has been avoiding us, and our envoys have been kept outside the city. Negotiations have yielded no results, which has been very frustrating for us. Fortunately, we have some leverage.”

Bai Lanxiong patted me on the shoulder and laughed, “Brother Bu Er, thank you so much! If you hadn’t captured the Feather Clan Chief, we would have been on the receiving end of a beating in these negotiations.”

I immediately realized. The city of Skeva is full of traps and magic arrays, so the Snake Clan’s treasure hunt is definitely not going smoothly. When the situation reaches a stalemate, they need a key to solving the mystery: the Feather Clan Chief. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from

another context .) Katrina suddenly became a highly sought-after commodity, the most advantageous bargaining chip in the Bear Clan's hands. From Bai Lanxiong's conversation, she seemed safe for the time being, because everyone knew that if Katrina fell into the Snake Clan's hands, she would be a living treasure map, allowing the Snake Clan to do whatever they wanted.

However, what if the Snake Clan secretly proposed that the Bear Clan enter the city in exchange for Katrina's release, with both clans joining forces to obtain the city's secret treasure? Given such a mutually beneficial arrangement, how would Bai Lanxiong handle it?

The answer was all too obvious. While I outwardly laughed happily, I couldn't help but worry about Katrina.

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