RISE OF THE MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 51: THE VOICE IN HIS HEAD


Anthony moved closer to the area where he saw the shadow with a frown. However, on getting there, there was nothing moving.

'My eyes couldn't have deceived me, right?'

As he turned to leave, his eyes met an uneven part of the wall. He walked closer to it and wiped it clean with his sleeves.

"The same ancient language, but this time it seems to have a sprinkle of Mandarin mixed in with it. Let's see." He whispered, tracing his finger against the characters engraved on the wall.

"This is the temple of Martial God Hua Cheng, and the ancestral hall of the halloowed blood tribe whose blood could heal all ailments?"

Anthony scoffed at the words he just read and rolled his eyes.

"Hallowed blood tribe? Those guys must be truly stupid. Now I don't know whether to pity them for the tragedy they encountered or to laugh at them. They boldly admitted that they have such miraculous blood with so much arrogance in their tone. Isn't this equivalent to a deer confessing it has the tastiest meat while dancing before a hunter? They must have thought it was something to be proud of, making them raise their noses in the air. And now, people all over the world hunted them down. Not just greedy people with wicked and evil intentions, but also people who are desperate. If one was told that their beloved would die soon, and they know there's a living elixir that could solve it, of course they would do everything to kidnap a blood tribe member to heal their loved ones. Experienced doctors who are sometimes praised as miracle doctors get kidnapped and forced to treat a patient with a hopeless case. Even though there's no certainty of success, they still kidnap them and threaten them to attend to a patient already at death's door. How much more someone from blood tribe, a walking elixir with a guaranteed 100% chance of success. Many people will be willing to risk their life to get one, a greedy merchant might even kidnap some people and sell their blood at high prices. If the golden sun sect didn't do it, others would have done so later. The blood tribe was truly naive by admitting such a thing. If their seniors had enough sense to save their lives, they would have denied such claims fervently, even when caught red handed, to ensure the legend gets dismissed. In such a way, they would live on after people lose interest in them. But alas! What happened has already happened."

Anthony turned around and saw another statue of a man hidden behind the beaded curtain at the altar. The man was standing mid air with a guqin before him, his hands on the strings in a playing motion. There was a white sword strapped to his waist, and his hair was tied back with a golden headband. He was dressed in light blue robes and looked stunning, very beautiful, more beautiful than women.

"Wow, where did they come from? The other statue was stunning enough, now there's this beautiful man before me." Anthony muttered, and instinctively reached out to caress the man's face. It felt warm, silky smooth and soft like a human's, making him stunned. He moved his fingers to the statue's lips, unable to look away from his blue eyes which were framed by long lashes with perfectly shaped brows above them. There was only one sentence which kept replaying in Anthony's mind—So beautiful, he's truly so beautiful.

"Gege, do you like men? I saw you watching my A'Cheng so intently a while ago, now your fingers don't want to leave my face." Anthony's eyes widened in horror and for a while he wondered if his mind was deceiving him.

He heard a pearly chuckle, making him realize that it was truly there. The voice in his mind was real, he was not hallucinating.

"It's okay, gege. I'm not judging you. Maybe when I was young, but not now. Because I also ended up falling in love with a fellow man. But you have to forget about it. My A'Cheng here will castrate you if you have such thoughts about me. He might look so innocent and warm, but he's truly possessive of my body. Besides, we're not in the same world. Even if I am not loyal, it won't be possible. Don't admire me too much."

Anthony quickly withdrew his hand like one burnt, his heart beating erratically. The voice in his head also stopped, making him wonder if he was imagining things all these while. He furrowed his brows and hesitantly touched the statue once again.

At once, the pearly laughter rang out.

"What? Gege, aren't you done yet? I'm a few thousands of years older than you are and pretty rough too. You can't handle me."

"Nonsense, why do you keep spouting rubbish? I only like women. What will I be doing with a man's bony body?" Anthony found himself retorting before he could think better of arguing with a statue.

"That was what Hua Cheng also said, that was what I also said, till that night at the waterfall when he was drunk. Besides, my body is smoother than any woman out there. Do you want to guess what happened?" The voice said teasingly.

"Shameless!" Anthony shouted and quickly removed his hand.

But curiosity won't let him stay still. After a few seconds, he hesitantly placed his hand on the statue once again, being greeted by the pleasant laughter. The voice was not strong like a male's, and not too soft like a woman's, just a perfect melodious cross in between, soft and sweet, enough to get one addicted. If the owner of the voice was to be a modern musician, his voice would definitely draw in an uncountable number of addicted fans. His was truly a voice that could induce orgasm just by listening.

As if he knew what Anthony was thinking, he let out a soft breath like one in the throes of passion, sending shivers down Anthony's spine. The voice laughed again, obviously enjoying playing with him.

"That night, Hua Cheng took a bit of wine. Despite looking like that, he's quite a stickler for rules of his immortal sect, staying away from the contamination of women and alcohol. So, he doesn't have quite the tolerance for wine. But who would have known that the one to lead him astray won't be some female vixen, but me, the tiger in sheep's clothing? Quite funny, huh? His senior's belly churned with regret, and he wished to keep me, the big evil, far away from his beloved saint, the future of the world. But each time we went on expeditions, no one suspected a thing because we were both men. Then one day, after receiving a distress call from a lower realm, as the representatives and chief disciples of our various sects and clans which were the leaders of the nine heavens, we descended to quell the unrest. While the others went out to hunt for some monsters and explore the food of the lower realm, we stayed back. People from the higher realm do not eat so much since they can absorb energy from the environment, unlike the lower realm, making most people not pay any attention to cooking. So, anytime we come down to one of the lower realms, we have to indulge our palate with tasty dishes. But Hua Cheng was a killjoy, he wouldn't budge from the waterfall where we temporarily pitched camp while waiting for response from sect elders to know if we should return. In his own words, someone should stay behind and know when the message appears on the array. But I couldn't bear to leave my baby now, could I?"

Anthony's breath caught as he listened. For the first time in his life, he realized that he was addicted to gossip. He had never been so interested in a rumor or gossip as he was at that moment, waiting for the voice to continue. The voice laughed again.

"Gege, you look very interested in my little story, almost as if you're anticipating it. If I don't trust little brother, I would have thought you were a perverted one. You are not getting an erection listening to me recount my erotic tales, are you?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Anthony muttered while blushing. The voice laughed again.

"So, I brought the food and drink I stored and made him take them. Once he was unhinged, he kissed me, and I immediately realized that all the erotic dreams I had were not dreams at all. Hua Cheng had developed a habit of kissing and groping me while I slept. He was too cowardly to do it with my eyes open. So, I decided to return the favor. Guess what? I stripped off his clothes and kissed every inch of his body. He especially liked it when I sucked his toe. And his nipples were very sensitive. Surprisingly, the shy Hua Cheng responded, touching me all over, especially down there till I released. And I returned the favor with my tongue. Gege, you seem pretty young, have you ever had an orgasm? Not one gotten through masturbation, but from the touch of a lover? "

The voice laughed loudly.

"Gege, you're blushing. You're not as young and innocent as I thought. You should be around 22. Unexpectedly, you already know the meaning of sex. Alright, that's all for today. Hua Cheng doesn't like that I'm telling you this. If you want to know more about Hua Cheng and I, go read it at the foot of his puppet."

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