Ma Hongjun Becomes a Eunuch! A Painful Lesson! Qian Renxue's Bloodline Suppression!

Dead silence.

A silence so profound it was enough to freeze the soul.

Under the gaze of Lan's eyes, Ma Hongjun's body trembled like chaff in the wind.

"Shadow Abyss Shark, Martial Soul Possession!"

Before the words had even faded, the two Shark Blades in Lan's hands suddenly left his grip.

Hum--

The Shark Blades swept left and right, carving two deep blue streaks of light through the air as they spun at high speed, finally merging into one before him.

A massive blue disc manifested out of thin air, its surface flowing with complex and mysterious runes, resembling an ancient formation summoned from the Abyss.

At the center of the formation, space twisted slightly.

A gargantuan, translucent shadow of a deep-blue shark roared silently, lunging out from the base of the formation!

It was not a physical entity, yet it carried a pressure more terrifying than any physical form, as if the will of the ten-thousand-year deep sea had descended upon this place.

The Purple Scorpion Girl, shielded behind Lan, stared in a daze.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, her small mouth slightly agape, and her breathing stalled for a moment.

So handsome.

Master... is truly so handsome.

Even his Martial Soul Possession felt like a god descending to the world, carrying an indescribable, cold, and aesthetic beauty.

At the other end of the crowd, "Xue Qinghe," who had maintained a gentle smile throughout, suddenly saw his pupils contract.

Within his body, the supreme and noble Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was, at this very moment, actually... trembling.

Yes, trembling!

It was a palpitation originating from the deepest depths of his bloodline, an instinctive fear that a lower-ranked life form could not suppress when facing its natural predator!

This was not a suppression of Soul Power Level; this was... a crushing of life hierarchy!

A stormy sea surged in Xue Qinghe's heart.

How could this be possible?!

At this moment, the massive shark shadow had already spiraled upward, finally transforming into a stream of light that merged into Lan's body.

With a thought from Lan, the two Shark Blades that formed the formation quietly separated and, like swallows returning to their nest, flew back into his hands.

"Lock on."

The two words were as light as the wind.

The two Shark Blades vanished from his hands in an instant.

The next moment, Ma Hongjun only felt a chill between his legs, as if a biting cold wind had blown past.

And then... there was no "then."

"Ah--!"

A scream so shrill it didn't sound human tore through the night sky of the long street.

Agony!

A pain so intense it felt as if it were tearing his soul into pieces erupted from a certain part of his body, instantly sweeping through his entire being!

Ma Hongjun's legs went soft, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

His face drained of color, and he lowered his head, trembling.

His pants had been completely soaked red with blood, and that glaring crimson continued to spread.

An absurd and terrifying thought surged uncontrollably into his mind.

Could it be...

No!

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

He reached out a trembling, chubby hand and shakily unfastened his pants.

A bloody lump of something fell with a "plop" onto the cold stone floor as he moved.

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened like copper bells, staring fixedly at the thing on the ground.

His mind went completely blank.

Hope had been utterly shattered.

He... had truly become a eunuch.

"My..."

Amidst the despair, a sliver of madness surged up once more.

Reconnect! It might still be possible to reconnect it!

He lunged forward like a madman, desperate to reach out and pick up his only hope.

However, the very moment his fingertips were about to touch that mass of flesh.

A wisp of ghostly blue cold air drifted down silently, gently covering it.

Crack.

It froze instantly.

Following that, with a crisp shattering sound, it turned into crystalline ice shards scattered across the ground, mixing with the dust until they were indistinguishable from one another.

"Ah--!"

"Kid, I..."

Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot.

However, his cursing quickly turned into a whimper.

He was in despair.

That thing was more precious to him than his own Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul!

At the other end of the long street, the corner of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe's mouth twitched slightly.

Watching Ma Hongjun's miserable state as blood poured out like a fountain, a strange sense of sympathy actually stirred in his heart.

To have it sliced off with a single blade...

That must hurt so much.

Xue Qinghe offered a three-second moment of silence in his heart for this unlucky fatty.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, I am a woman.

This thought flashed through her mind, and the way she looked at Lan changed completely.

This kid is truly ruthless when he strikes.

He targets the most vulnerable places, aiming for a clean finish without leaving any room for mercy.

"Hahahaha!"

A crisp, slightly manic laugh shattered the eerie atmosphere.

The Purple Scorpion Girl, shielded behind Lan, laughed until she was swaying back and forth, tears almost streaming from her eyes.

She pointed at Ma Hongjun, mocking him unreservedly:

"Dead fatty, keep acting arrogant!"

"Go on, keep being arrogant, why aren't you acting tough anymore?"

"I'm giving you a chance now, and you're already useless!"

"You dead eunuch, you deserve it! Hahaha, you deserve it!"

Her words were like lighting a fuse.

The twin sisters from the sachet stall earlier looked at Ma Hongjun's miserable state, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

This villain who harassed them every day and kept them in constant fear had finally met his retribution!

The onlookers around them also began to whisper among themselves.

"That's right, this fatty relied on being from Shrek Academy to harass decent women on the street every day; he should have been dealt with long ago!"

"Exactly, he's rotten to the core; he finally kicked an iron plate today."

"This young man has truly done a service to the people!"

Each comment pierced Ma Hongjun's heart.

Humiliation, excruciating pain, and despair.

These emotions intertwined, driving him to the brink of madness.

He wanted to charge forward and fight Lan to the death.

Even if he died, he wanted to splatter the other party with his blood!

But his last shred of reason, like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, brought him instant clarity.

He couldn't win.

Charging in would just be throwing his life away.

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth so hard his lips bled.

Clutching his broken body, amidst countless gazes—some sympathetic, some disdainful, some satisfied—he limped away, enduring the soul-tearing agony, turning to leave in a pathetic retreat.

"I will remember this grudge!"

For Lan, killing someone was nothing more than a single stroke of the blade.

But for a person like Ma Hongjun, he felt that turning him into a eunuch was far better than killing him.

To live.

And to live with full awareness.

To let every day of his life be spent in pain and despair.

That was the best punishment.

Lan slowly withdrew the aura surrounding his body, and those two Shark Blades quietly vanished.

He remained standing silently in the center of the long street, as if he had just performed a trivial task.

"Master!"

A fragrant breeze rushed toward him.

Purple Scorpion Girl's eyes were filled with stars of adoration as she threw herself into Lan's arms without hesitation, hugging him tightly.

"Master, you were amazing!"

A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Young man, well done!"

"Beautifully done!"

The twin sisters who sold sachets, in particular, exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief and gratitude in each other's eyes.

It was finally over.

That fat pig had become a eunuch, and he would never come to pester them again.