The feeling of obsession

The man left respectfully through the back door.

In the entire basement, apart from those unconscious young men lying on the ground, only the gray-haired, deeply wrinkled old man remained.

His name was Yao Tong, a cultist who had lived for more than one hundred and fifty years.

Although he had lived an astonishing one hundred and fifty years, at this moment he looked just like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

His task was to oversee all matters of the White City branch.

His ultimate goal was to bring the Black God’s descent upon White City, letting the divine realm envelop it.

Over the course of more than a hundred years, Yao Tong had managed to touch the threshold of the second form, which allowed him to extend his life and witness the death of one companion after another.

He had finally understood a truth — the human body was ultimately far too fragile to gain more in this opportunity-filled world.

Only by becoming something beyond human could one escape the limitations brought by this frail body.

From Yao Tong’s understanding, when the Black God descended, a massive surge of life source energy would erupt from the altar, bathing the most devout followers.

That vast life source energy would give dry wood new spring and wash away the fragility of the human body.

When the Black God descended, a special substance would, through that life source energy, reforge the body and grant an immortal physique.

At that time, he would use this grand power and the blessings of the deity to break through to the true second form.

When that happened, his lifespan would once again be greatly extended.

But now, his days were numbered.

If he could not arrange the altar soon, he would simply die of old age here.

Since death was inevitable, why not risk everything for one last gamble?

Because of Zuo Tao’s mistake, the final Black Energy Stone had been lost.

Although he did not know where it had gone or who had picked it up, it no longer mattered.

If the special life source energy in the Black Energy Stone could not be used, then he would fill the gap with the lives of these young men.

As for that man named Su Xuan, he probably knew some clues.

Daring to attack the envoy of the divine cult — when Yao Tong reforged his body and broke through to the second form, he would definitely trouble him!

Yao Tong looked at the sinister altar, the yellowed whites of his eyes flickering with a strange light.

His shriveled mouth forced out a few words: “I will no longer be human!”

…

“Coo coo~ coo coo~”

Birds sang in the trees, spotting a woman as ethereal as celestial dust walking below.

She was the most exquisite body crafted by the Creator — even if not of the same species, they still had to praise this most beautiful work of nature: “Coo~ coo~~~!”

Su Xuan supported his waist, moving slowly along the road with difficulty.

Right now, he only wanted to find a bed and sleep.

Every muscle and every bone in his body was protesting.

There was not a single part of him that wasn’t sore.

When he had just been drinking the nutritious white porridge earlier, his hands wouldn’t stop trembling.

The spoon accidentally touched his lips, leaving a white stain.

He was too exhausted to notice, and as a result, along the way, countless infatuated men turned to look at him, making Su Xuan feel extremely embarrassed.

That pervert Zhang Heng was simply inhuman.

Every time Su Xuan barely adapted to the pressure, before long, the pressure increased again.

It was like a weak woman tied up in a black room with a group of burly men, one after another taking their turn — ten centimeters, fifteen centimeters, twenty centimeters…

Just when she adapted to one level of intensity, another replaced it, and she could never know how big, how long, how hard the next one would be, nor how many were left…

However, this relentless, unbreathing training method greatly improved Su Xuan’s control over energy particles.

Although he still could not control them at any time or in any environment, nor control energy in any part of his body at will, he truly had gained the ability to control energy.

It could be considered that he had entered the path of energy control.

Under the influence of his consciousness, he controlled the output of his own energy through breathing, then carefully sensed the additional energy created when his own energy collided with the particles, and used consciousness to control those invisible, only perceptible energy clusters.

But such energy control was extremely unstable, like a radio signal easily affected by the environment, dropping out at the slightest mistake.

Fortunately, home was not far away.

Before long, he arrived.

His entire body, made sticky by sweat, felt extremely uncomfortable.

The shower sprayed water onto Su Xuan’s body.

White mist drifted in the air.

Soft light shone down, and his graceful figure was faintly visible within.

If others saw him like this in the heat of summer, they would surely feel their temperature rise and nosebleeds flow.

Su Xuan faced the showerhead, using his hand to push the hair falling into his eyes back.

The strong stream of water struck his chest.

Although he was incomparably exhausted and mentally drained, the strange sensation gradually coming from his chest made him feel dazed.

A peculiar feeling wrapped around his whole body.

In that utterly blank mind, the strange feeling was like a bolt of lightning clawing wildly through the dark night.

Su Xuan blankly touched his not-so-prominent chest.

His lips parted slightly: “Strange… such a strange feeling!”

A jolt of electricity struck straight into Su Xuan’s brain.

His eyes slowly rolled upward, his mouth uncontrollably letting out an alluring sound.

His long legs involuntarily clamped together, rubbing against each other repeatedly.

He felt as if he had flown to the clouds, drifting in the sky, soaring toward a mysterious temple, or suddenly plunging into a deep ocean, rising and falling with the waves.

Then Su Xuan’s whole body trembled.

Silver-white fluid trickled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes lifeless as they stared ahead.

Slap.

Su Xuan collapsed weakly to the ground.

His strength had already been almost completely depleted, and now this torment had drained the very last of it.

“Why… why?”

Su Xuan could not understand why he had to go through such things.

Even though he had been mentally prepared beforehand, whenever it actually happened, his heart could not help but feel sorrow.

“Su Xuan, you cannot give in… there are countless girls waiting for you ahead! You still have to break free from your virgin status!”

A conviction stood firm in his heart — he could not be defeated so easily.

Although this sensation was even more pleasurable than ***, for the sake of his belief, he could not be captured by this ***.

Countless drops of water struck his pale body.

Gritting his teeth, Su Xuan stood up, quickly wiping himself down, letting all troubles be washed away by the water.

The intense training plus this sudden incident left Su Xuan with no thoughts except for sleep.

His eyes stared blankly into the darkness.

What lay ahead on his path?

A fog.

At this moment, Su Xuan could only cling to his will as a man.

Even if one day he became a complete woman, he must remember he was still a man!

Long ago, he too had been a proud young man!