10.9

When the passion ended, Zhou Yunsheng’s heart was almost broken. He was given a female ticket by someone who didn’t even show his proper face, and he even fucking pressed up against it, and the sound of the screaming-bed even made him feel ashamed when he looked back on it.

Brainwashed Sheng is still experiencing the afterglow of the high tide, paralyzed in the arm of the man shaking and shaking, like a dead fish. The man, however, seemed to find it adorable, letting out a low, pleasurable laugh, and stroking his body inch by inch with his large palm, his gentle and meticulous movements were like stroking a valuable treasure.

Sanity Sung clutched his head and cowered in his shadowy subconscious, his nerves throbbing with pain. He couldn’t wait to copy an AK47 and shoot Brainwashed Sung through a sieve. This was the first time he had the thought of finishing himself off. He couldn’t even dare to imagine what the expression on the other party’s face would be like when meeting his true love. But he knew that with the other party’s domineering and arrogant character, he would never be able to accept something like NP.

Look what a mess you’ve made for me! Old me’s love has been ruined by you! Sanity Sung realized that he shouldn’t be called Sanity Sung, but should change his name to Scratchy Sung. Everything that Brainwashed Sung did was enough to drive him crazy.

Brainwashed Sung trembled in fear and hurriedly hugged Father God’s strong and thin waist. He wanted to raise his head to gaze at Father God’s face, but he was pressed into his chest with Father God covering his eyes.

The God of Light wanted to look deep into the eyes of the young devotee, wanted to give him a good lingering kiss. But the afterglow of passion had not yet receded, so his eyes were pure black with a hint of darkness. He didn’t want to scare the little devotee.

The teenager was obedient, and indeed he stopped moving around, only using his hands to tentatively caress the Father God’s smooth and flat pectoral muscles. Instead of abating, the flushed red color on his face became more and more rolling and luscious.

“Shy?” The God of Light lovingly rubbed his red, swollen lips.

Reason Sung was afraid that he would suddenly collapse away and stay in his subconscious mind and play dead, Brainwashed Sung took complete control of his body and hurriedly buried his reddened face into Father God’s chest, sweeping his eyelashes up and down over Father God’s sensitive skin.

The God of Light groaned darkly, covering his eyes more tightly with one hand and capturing his jaw in a hard kiss with the other. His love for the young devotee was just as passionate, frantic, and all-consuming, and he couldn’t part from him for a second. The passion had only just ended, and the desire for him was deeper than before.

Zhou Yunsheng opened his mouth and responded unreservedly, and it took ten minutes for the lingering kiss to end. The God of Light inquired in a dull voice, “Baby, will you go back to the God Realm with me?”

Brainwashed Sung was just about to nod his head in agreement when Rational Sung immediately rushed out and it took all his strength to pry open this body’s mouth, “No.”

His refusal was so raw that it caused the God of Light’s eyes to darken slightly.

“You don’t want to stay by my side?”

“I’m going to spread the gospel for you, and I’m going to travel the continent. Wait for me to return.” Word by word, struggling to finish the sentence, Zhou Yunsheng let out a long breath. He knew how much Brainwashed Sheng yearned for the Divine Palace, but he would never let his brain-dead self grasp Joshua’s future fate. Going to the Divine Palace might be a supreme honor in the eyes of the onlookers, but to Zhou Yunsheng it represented endless trouble.

After going there, it was very likely that he would never be able to get out again and be imprisoned in this space forever, so what was the difference between that and being a puppet of the Lord God? He never liked to let others control his destiny, and the God of Light was precisely such an existence that could absolutely control his destiny.

He waited with bated breath, ready to bear the wrath or chastisement from the gods. However, to his great surprise, the God of Light was extremely patient with Brainwashed Sheng.

He sighed helplessly and said in a gentle, doting tone, “I know you’re young and want to see the world, so go ahead and I’ll be waiting for you.”

Reiji Sung loosened up for a moment, it was good that he had finally bought himself a little time, hopefully he would be able to think of a way to get rid of the God of Light during his travels.

Brainwashed Sheng took advantage of his slack stall to snatch back control, and asked expectantly, “Then will you watch over me from heaven? Will ……” He hesitated for a moment, and wanted to look up to see Father God’s expression, but was pressed down on the top of his head by Father God’s palm, so he could only hang his head pitifully, and sullenly opened his mouth, “Will you come down to be with me when I call out to you? I miss you every day, no, I should say I miss you all the time, but I also have a mission to fulfill, can you understand?”

The youngster’s little mouth was so sweet that every word that came out of it could make the God of Light crack up. He really wanted to make him smaller and hold him in the palm of his hand, but he couldn’t bring himself to bind him, so he lowered his head to kiss his soft hair and sighed, “Of course, I will come to you as soon as you call out to me. I’ve been missing you, too, every second of every day, while you were still in my arms.”

These words would definitely scare the hell out of the God Realm’s divine ambassadors if they heard them. They would never have imagined that the cold and icy Father God would be so good at sweet talk.

Zhou Yunsheng smiled joyfully and wrapped his arms around Father God’s waist, rubbing it fondly. The two people in the pool water coexist for a few moments, which is reluctant to part, although it is the first time to meet, intimate and natural mode of living together is like knowing thousands of years.

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The so-called Holy Pool was just a place where the descendants of royalty and powerful nobles held their baptismal ceremonies when they came of age, and every temple on the continent built such a pool, which didn’t mean that the water inside was golden holy water.

However, when the pillar of light finally dispersed, those present realized that the originally ordinary pool of water had now turned into holy water in the true sense of the word that shone with a golden glow under the sun of light.

It exuded pure and majestic power of light, making those who bathed in it feel warm and comfortable, moved almost to tears.

They watched in disbelief as Priest Joshua rose from the sacred pool and slowly walked down the steps.

The white centerpiece on his body disappeared, turning into a gorgeous and unusual robe engraved with golden oracles, the style of which was actually exactly the same as the divine robe worn by Father God, and the water droplets slipped off as much as they could without staining the slightest bit.

His platinum blonde hair hung down behind him in long thick braids woven by who knows who, the texture of which was softer and smoother than oriental silk. On his head he wore a forehead ornament made of tiny, brilliant bright stones, and a large blue gemstone fell between his eyebrows, framing his azure eyes as deep as the ocean.

His slender wrists and ankles were covered with delicate and luxurious bracelets that made a crisp and pleasant sound as he walked. No one could ignore his presence as he walked by. What was even more shocking was that he held a scepter in his hand, the body of which was inscribed with arcane runes, and the top of which was inlaid with nine large Bright Stones, and the vastness of the divine power that faintly radiated from it made everyone present feel like it was hard to breathe.

God the Father favors the young man far more than kings and powerful men can imagine. Look at what he wears on his body, what he wears on his head, and what he holds in his hands; God the Father seems to have piled up all the treasures of the whole world on him.

The powerful and noble people fell to their knees in fear but ecstasy, calling out the name of Priest Joshua with fervor. Although Joshua hadn’t been handpicked as the new bishop of the Sakya Empire, the God of Light had crowned him in his own way. Such an honor was unparalleled when looking at the entire continent.

Brainwashed Sung retreated back into his subconscious to think about his Father God, and his body was now controlled by Reason Sung. He stepped onto the red carpet with a graceful and unhurried stride, an extremely calm expression on his face. He realized that the Pope, who had slowed down from his burns, was standing not far away staring at him, his face slightly distorted, greed for the scepter and divine robes showing in his eyes.

Zhou Yunsheng hooked his lips and smiled sarcastically.

Since he was pushed to the tip of the storm by the God of Light, he could only give up his original plan of being uncontested with the world and fight with all parties. He hadn’t forgotten that he had hooked up with the Dark God before Bao’er came to Gagor, and the Dark God and the Light God were mortal enemies. When the two gods went to war, the subordinates under their seats would not be spared.

He was now in the camp of the God of Light, and was likely to be labeled by the Dark God as the ‘soft underbelly of the God of Light’, and approaches, temptations, kidnappings, and even assassinations would ensue.

This was not a bad thought, at least it was challenging. Zhou Yunsheng was bitterly amused while walking towards Princess Elena who was kneeling at the end of the red carpet.

He will bless her children.

When he walked to the end of the red carpet, was about to go to bend down to hold the child, in the breeze hovering in the white moonflower petals suddenly all changed color, overwhelming waves of red and rich aroma is simply breathtaking, and not picked, growing in the garden of a variety of valuable flowers are also contrary to the season scrambling to open, colorful, mottled brocade of the beauty of the crowd to see as if intoxicated.

Zhou Yunsheng’s face moved, but inwardly, hehe. It is true that he is a male god, playing with romance is really a big deal, no wonder others like to embrace the golden thigh. Look at the brainwashed Sheng, the golden thigh hug, almost the main protagonist of 10,000 fans subjected to all KO. Foolish people have foolish fortune, this saying is still a little bit of truth.

He stood still for a moment admiring the situation, giving the God of Light enough face before bending down to embrace His Highness Anthony.

The little baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes, with two small hands exposed, and was pinching and playing with the jeweled pendant hanging around his neck, his eyes wide open from curiosity, and with only a small handful of curly, dull hairs on the top of his head, he looked silly and adorable. Zhou Yunsheng loved children and was mesmerized almost immediately. He stretched out his fingertips, wanting to tweak his little highness’s pink lips.

“No!” Elena hastily stopped it, and when she saw the Priestess-sama looking over with a puzzled gaze, she explained with a white face, “Father God does not allow you to touch the bystanders. Anyone you touch, whether intentionally or unintentionally, will be scorched by the divine fire. Anthony he’s too small to withstand it.”

There’s such a thing? When had it started? He turned his face to look at the bishop and his own valet, the ones he was most often in contact with on a regular basis.

The three of them bowed their heads and showed expressions of fear, so it was clear that they hadn’t usually suffered much. But they just can’t mention it to Joshua himself because of the forbidden speech spell, so they just have to stay as far away from him as possible.

How did the male god, with such a strong possessive nature, agree to share the youngest subject with the other five young attackers in the original destiny track? Does this mean that Brainwashed Sheng’s charm is too big or too small? Big enough to make one of the attackers think of monopolizing him, or small enough to make the attacker unable to tolerate him?

But no matter what, fate was already in disarray, and Zhou Yunsheng would have to let it continue to be in disarray. He wanted to test the God of Light’s bottom line on Brainwashed Sheng, so he spread out his palm and said, “I see, then I ask Father God to forgive me once and lend my hand to grant Anthony well-being, stripping away the impurities in his meridians and granting him a pure spiritual body. Whether he is a martial artist, a mage, or a priest of light, as long as he possesses whichever potential he has, he will become strong in whichever lineage. He will be far away from all calamities, sicknesses, sufferings, and conspiracies, and achieve a happy and fulfilling life.”

Princess Elena froze, and the rest of the people couldn’t believe their ears. According to the usual practice, the elders who blessed a newborn baby would only pray for the gods to bless the child to grow up healthily and safely, and would never dare to make such an unauthorized, even greedy and rude request.

“Oh God, it doesn’t need to be so ……” Princess Elena tried to get the Lord Priest to change to a more common prayer. The feeling she was feeling right now could not be described as terrified to the core.

The king and all the dignitaries were anxious, thinking that Joshua was just a child, who got carried away by a little bit of favor. If he didn’t change his greedy and vain nature, he would sooner or later be rejected by God the Father.

The old bishop was the only one who stood his ground with a bland look on his face.

Zhou Yunsheng waited quietly, and after a few moments, he felt an invisible hand hold his wrist, injecting a hot stream of heat into his fingertips, leading him to draw an extremely complex rune on the forehead of Anthony’s little highness.

The runes flashed out a brilliant golden light, then bit by bit, they soaked into Anthony’s skin and eventually disappeared into nothingness.

What’s going on here? The crowd was a bit confused. They had never seen such a vision in anyone else’s blessing ceremony. Did God the Father really grant the request of Joshua’s priests? How much was granted? If all of them were granted, Little Highness Anthony would undoubtedly become the happiest person on the continent.

Zhou Yunsheng silently memorized the runes and was about to retract the fingertips hanging over Anthony’s forehead when he suddenly froze. Someone was sucking on his earlobe and whispering in his ear in a teasing tone, “Baby, I can grant any request you have, but only if you exchange yourself for it.”

After sucking the earlobes the other party still felt not enough, but also pried open his lips, swept his tongue around in his mouth, rolled away every drop of saliva in his mouth, rubbed his buttocks, leaving an ambiguous and incomparable ‘so sweet’ before disappearing.

Look at that. That’s your man-crush! It’s even more obscene than the pervert who peeped into the women’s restroom! Zhou Yunsheng gritted his teeth in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He slowly retracted his fingertips and realized that Crown Princess Elena was looking at him with an expectant gaze, and immediately laughed, “Father God is very fond of Little Highness Anthony, he will definitely be happy.”

That’s too vague. Tell us how much good God the Father has given us! The king and the powerful nobles were so anxious that their eyes went straight. Crown Princess Elena was also curious and scratching her heart, but she didn’t dare to ask more questions, so she only reached out to pick up the child.

At that exact moment, only a crunching sound could be heard, and the red gemstone pendant that was pinched in the palm of His Highness Antony unexpectedly cracked into two halves.

It was important to know that although this fire attribute gem that could glow in winter was not considered indestructible, it was not something that a tiny baby could crush.

It’s not because of the wrath of God the Father, is it?

The King and the Crown Princess were feeling terrified, but they saw Priest Joshua laugh aloud, “Little Highness must be equipped with fighting qi and will become a powerful martial artist in the future.”

“How about testing it with an attribute stone.” The old bishop smiled and spoke.

Immediately, a maid brought a property stone and placed it in Anthony’s palm. The grayish-brown stone turned transparent, and then emitted an orange light that became more and more dazzling and deeper until it turned into a dark orange color that was almost black.

On the continent, well-qualified children could be tested for their physical attributes at the age of one. In the case of an elemental mage, the attribute stone will be made to emit the corresponding colors of yellow, green, blue, red, brown, and purple representing the elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder, with the darker the color indicating the better the child’s qualifications.

If one was a martial artist, it would cause the attribute stone to emit an orange glow, again the darker the color the better the qualification.

A child like His Little Highness who had measured top potential in just over three months was practically unheard of on the continent. The powerful nobles of the Sakaya Empire gritted their teeth and sighed, ”This is definitely the God of Father’s blessing! To become a winner at birth, envy and jealousy! Priest Joshua is too powerful!”

The king and Princess Elena were ecstatic, and the crowd of powerful nobles underneath looked towards Priest Joshua with hidden but burning eyes. There were even a few princes who couldn’t wait to stuff their own children back into their mothers’ bellies so that they could ask the Priest to bless them when they reached their 100th day.

There was no doubt that with the blessing of Priest Joshua and God the Father, His Highness Anthony was firmly seated in the position of Crown Prince before he was even old enough.

“Thank you, thank you so much Priestess! From now on, Elena is your most loyal servant!” Crown Princess Elena knelt down with her son in her arms, not feeling in the least that this was detrimental to her honorable status. Priest Joshua would definitely step into the divine realm in the future, and it was a supreme honor to be a servant of God.

Zhou Yunsheng but smiled, waved his hand at the grateful king and left.

“I declare that His Highness Antony will become the Crown Prince of my Sakya Empire, and no one can replace him!” The king’s exuberant voice traveled out a long way, and then came the congratulatory voices of the powerful and noble, either sincere or fake.

The old bishop took the opportunity to take the child from Elena’s arms and gently rubbed his forehead where golden runes had once shone.

Standing not far away, the Pope looked at Joshua’s departing back with an obscure and inscrutable gaze. He knew that God the Father must have transferred the divine power that had once been given to him to Joshua, but on what basis did he receive that kind of favor? With just a good look? Without his own divine power, with his holy robes rotting and his scepter cracked, what should he use to gain a foothold in the Central Church in the future?

Perhaps Joshua’s robes and scepter should be snatched up, as well as the forehead ornament he wore on top of his head, strung with countless bright stones. With them, he’s still the omnipotent Pope.

But God the Father must have been watching Joshua from heaven, and all who tried to harm him would be punished by God the Father in the harshest way, and snatching something from Joshua’s hand was an almost impossible task.

No, no, no, perhaps there is a person who can do it, this person and Bao’er Bright also has quite a connection. Thinking about this, he walked towards the dungeon, just as he reached the door of the dungeon, he saw a guard running hurriedly, when he saw him he hurriedly reported back, “Your Holiness, Bao’er Bright has been rescued by someone, and the other party is most likely a high level demonic creature. You should quickly go and take a look, the iron door of the dungeon is corroded with a huge hole by the demonic qi.”

The Pope thought to himself that it was true, and immediately headed inside the dungeon.

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Zhou Yunsheng had just stepped into the bedchamber in the front foot, and then he received the news that Bao’er had successfully escaped from prison in the back foot. He did not feel surprised, and could even say that it was completely within his expectations.

Bao’er was, after all, one of the pillars of this world, and he possessed the thickest chi. Brainwashed Sheng snatching away an Attacking Monarch could only be considered a blind cat catching a dead rat by coincidence. And there was no telling how long this rat could die, and whether it would be taken back by Bao’er later on.

While he fumed inwardly, Brainwashed Sung was blissfully happy, taking off his godly robes and standing in front of a mirror to survey his love-scarred body.

“Don’t you feel dirty? What’s the difference between you and Paulette in this appearance?” Riji Sheng pointed at the person in the mirror and opened his mouth in disgust. His body had inexplicably been -fucked- by a man, and the fact that he could still retain a shred of sanity right now was already considered amazing self-control.

“How can I be like Paulette? These marks were left by Father God.” The teenager’s disgusted expression turned into resigned pity in an instant.

Immediately afterward, he turned back to disgust and continued, “What makes you different from Bowie Bright? He has also served the God of Light, and for a longer time than you. Your Father God also left the same marks on him once. No, not only him, but all the teenagers who were chosen to enter the God Realm a thousand years ago. Can you imagine them surrounding the God of Light, taking turns in his favor? You think you’re special? No, you’re wrong. You’re just one of them. When the novelty wears off, the Lord of Light will loathe you as he loathed Paulette. So I must warn you, don’t love too much and don’t hurt yourself, because if you hurt yourself you’re also hurting me!”

He had to uncover the coldness hiding under the gentle veil of the God of Light for Brainwashed Sheng to prevent him from getting lost in this space.

Brainwashed Sung snapped out of his excited state. He realized that his rational self was right. It didn’t mean anything that Father God favored him; he had favored others just as much. The cruel truth burned his heart like a fiery flame.

He covered his face and wept bitterly, sliding to sit on the floor as he did so, and said brokenly, “But I really do love him too, much! If loving him portends ruin, I, too, will not, shrink from it. I’m sorry! I can’t come out of it! I’m sorry!”

Rizheng was confused and growled at the mirror, “What do you mean you can’t walk out? Don’t you fucking joke around! You are me and I am you, where is the pride in our bones? Are you willing to be captive to the God of Light and live like a pet dog?”

Brainwashed Sung covered his face and shook his head, crying so hard he couldn’t say a word.

Above the Nine Heavens, the God of Light watched this scene in astonishment. He never knew that for the sake of this love, the little devotee was bearing such great pain in his heart that he had to use words that were cruel to the extreme to keep himself from falling deeper, getting lost, and getting hurt.

What does it mean to leave the same marks? What does it mean to take turns pampering? What does it mean to live like a pet dog? How could he misunderstand himself like that?

Anger filled the heart of the God of Light, which turned into helplessness and pity when he saw the little believer who was crying into tears. He held his forehead and smiled bitterly, then turned into a shadow and disappeared into the divine throne.

His rational self spared no effort to combat his crazy self, and when Zhou Yunsheng finally felt that enough was enough, a warm body suddenly appeared behind him. He covered his eyes and gnawed frantically on his lips, sadness and pain in his eagerness.

His eyes were blindfolded by a golden ribbon before he was forcefully picked up by the man and thrown on the bed. The sane one tried to resist, while the crazy one tried to sink, and in the end the crazy side prevailed, opening his lips to unreserved acceptance.

“Don’t be sad baby, your tears fall on the ground like lava on my heart. I can swear to you on my Godhead that I have never wanted or loved anyone else but you. Baby, stop hurting yourself in the mirror or I’ll make all the mirrors in the world disappear. Say, do you still love me? Will you still trust me?” His body was rhythmic as he demanded answers that would reassure him, his pupils safely occupied by darkness.

Falling in love with someone turned out to be such an affliction, and he was finally able to understand how the young devotee felt as he chastised himself in the mirror. Everything was because he loved himself too much and was too afraid of losing himself.

How cute, how could it be so cute? The last trace of anger completely disappeared, and the God of Light laughed lowly in pleasure, his urgent movements slowly becoming gentle and loving.

“Father God, of course I love You, of course I want to believe You. In fact, as long as the words come out of Your mouth, I will believe them unconditionally.” The crazy Zhou Yunsheng only became crazier under the Father God’s bump, while the sane one had to fall into temporary hibernation in order to see out of sight, out of mind.

He vowed never to use hypnosis on himself again, the consequences were too damn scary! As the will was about to draw-away, he heard the God of Light say in a deep, heartfelt tone, “Baby, I love you too. You’ll never know how much I love you, more than you love me.”

This fucked-up, meaty dead world! Ri Zhisheng put up his middle finger with his last ounce of strength.