Tang San headed out.
He was carrying two metal lunchboxes and was on his way to get Yu Xiaogang some food.
Man was iron, rice was steel. Skip a meal, and hunger would make you keel over.
Yu Xiaogang's injuries hadn't healed since he'd been physically castrated. He was still lying in bed, moaning and groaning, and needed meat to help him recover.
Tang San walked toward the cafeteria.
With the Mysterious Heaven Skill bolstering him, his five senses were far sharper than an ordinary person's.
That had once been a source of pride. Now it was torture.
Under the shade of a tree by the roadside, several upperclassmen had gathered together. When they saw Tang San approaching, they immediately lowered their voices—but somehow, Tang San could still hear every word.
"Look, that kid's the Castration Blade-Wielder."
"Shh, keep it down. Careful, or he'll give you a slice too. He's ruthless enough to spare his own master's manhood."
"What a vicious guy!"
Tang San stopped in his tracks, veins throbbing on his forehead.
The pure and immaculate God King Tang had lived two lifetimes—when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
That slash had been to save his teacher's life!
What did these people know? They didn't understand poison, much less the anguish he'd felt as he brought down that blade!
Most importantly, his teacher had begged him to do it.
It was all that despicable Su Chen's fault.
He took a deep breath, tamped down his fury, and hurried into the cafeteria with his head down.
The cafeteria was packed with noise.
As soon as Tang San stepped inside, the noisy hall fell silent for a second, then erupted in even louder chatter.
Countless eyes landed on him at once—some scornful, some mocking, others gloating.
Tang San steeled himself and joined the back of the food line.
A work-study student ahead of him glanced back, instinctively clutched his crotch, and hurried over to another line, afraid he'd get sliced if he was even a second too slow.
Tang San kept his face blank, but inside, he was about to explode.
Why were they clutching their crotches?
Did they really think he was some butcher who went around slicing everyone he saw?!
"What'll it be?" The cafeteria auntie rapped her huge ladle against the food tray.
"Two portions of rice, one serving of greens, and one..." Tang San eyed the dishes and pointed to a meat dish. "One serving of stir-fried pork kidneys."
The auntie's wrist jerked, and she dumped a heaping ladleful of kidneys into the lunchbox.
The students waiting around him couldn't hold back any longer. One of them spoke up.
"Hey, Castration Brother, are those kidneys for your master? To give his manhood a boost?"
"Forget it. With Grandmaster in that state, kidneys won't do a thing. He needs bull penis!"
"What bullshit are you spouting? Grandmaster's already lost it. Nothing he eats will help."
"Fair point."
Laughter surged at him from all sides, like invisible slaps across Tang San's face.
He trembled with rage as his internal energy rampaged through his meridians, nearly sending him into qi deviation.
He was pure and immaculate! He honored his teacher!
How dare they humiliate him like this!
"Shut up!"
Tang San whipped around, eyes bloodshot, and glared at the students laughing the hardest. "I did it to save my teacher! If you slander me again, don't blame me for what happens next!"
"Ooh, he's mad! The Castration Blade-Wielder's mad!"
A noble student stepped forward and pointed at Tang San's nose.
"Can dish it out but can't own up to it? Everyone in the school saw the footage Boss Su released! The way you brought that blade down was more practiced than a butcher killing a pig!"
"Shameless wretch! A traitor to your teacher! How dare you bark here!"
Tang San was panting like a bull. They were insulting both him and his teacher!
You have already chosen the Way of Seeking Death!
He could endure no more!
Tang San's right hand reached for the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night at his waist.
Three Hidden Weapons had already slid into his palm.
On the cafeteria's second floor.
Su Chen sat in a private room by the window, eating tangerines Xiao Wu had peeled for him as he watched the commotion below.
[ Ding! Detected Tang San suffering a group mental attack. His Dao heart has been damaged. Abstract Value gained: 1,000 points! ]
Su Chen's lips curled in amusement.
That Little Scumbag really was a diligent worker. He could make money anywhere he went.
Seeing Tang San prepare to draw his Hidden Weapons, Su Chen decided the time was right.
He needed to add a little something extra.
He opened his system inventory and fixed his gaze on the Bad Luck Sticker he'd bought last night.
"Go."
At a thought from Su Chen, the Bad Luck Sticker transformed into an invisible streak of light and stuck fast to Tang San's back.
Downstairs.
Tang San's gaze turned cold. He secretly gathered his internal energy and stepped back with his left foot, about to fling his Hidden Weapons.
Suddenly, a cleaning auntie walked past, dragging a wet mop.
Tang San stepped on it as he moved back, and his foot slipped.
The next second,
he toppled backward.
Trying to steady himself, he instinctively grabbed wildly at the air, and the metal lunchbox in his hand went flying.
The lunchbox flipped two and a half times in the air, its lid coming loose.
Splat.
A full box of greasy stir-fried pork kidneys landed squarely on Tang San's head.
The cafeteria fell silent for two seconds, then erupted in laughter.
Tang San sat on the floor with kidneys piled on his head, completely dumbfounded.
His stance was rock-solid. Even on ice, he could move across the ground as if it were flat with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
How could he have slipped for no reason?
Red-eyed, Tang San suddenly pushed off, trying to spring to his feet.
But his foot landed right on a greasy kidney.
The moment he put weight on it, his foot lost all traction, and he shot forward in an uncontrollable sliding tackle.
The momentum pitched his upper body forward.
Bang!
Both knees slammed hard against the stone floor, and he stopped right in front of the noble student.
Tang San sprawled flat on the ground and, in front of the entire cafeteria, gave an impeccably perfect kowtow!
The entire room fell silent.
The noble student stared for two seconds, then backed away, his feet turned inward. "What are you trying to do, run a scam on me?"
"He wants to take you as his master, then turn you into a eunuch too."
The noble student recoiled in terror.
This man was truly wicked!
Tang San braced himself against the floor, panting like a bull as he listened to the laughter around him.
He desperately tried to stand and salvage his dignity.
But because he moved too forcefully—
Riiip.
His already shoddy crotch split wide open, revealing the faded, heavily patched underpants beneath.
The laughter in the cafeteria paused for a second, then burst into an even more frenzied roar.
Even the auntie serving food covered her eyes and turned away, her shoulders shaking.
A gust of wind blew past. Tang San felt a chill below the waist.
He looked down and froze on the spot.
In his previous life, Tang San had been a once-in-a-century genius among the Tang Sect's outer disciples. He'd secretly learned the inner sect's secret arts, then leapt off a cliff to prove his resolve.
In this life, he had Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls. He should have swept across the continent.
Yet now he'd kowtowed in public, and his crotch had split open!
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Tang San's eyes rolled back, and, overcome with rage, he fainted once again on the cafeteria floor.
[ Ding! Detected Tang San suffering extreme public humiliation and a backlash from bad luck. His blood and qi are in turmoil. Abstract Value gained: 3,500 points! ]
Upstairs, Su Chen nearly burst out laughing.
The Bad Luck Sticker worked frighteningly fast.
Fifty points of Abstract Value had earned him 3,500. It was an investment that paid back a hundredfold.
"Boss, what're you laughing at?" Xiao Wu peeked out curiously, then saw the disaster below and curled her lip in disgust.
"Little San is so gross. He tripped while walking and dumped his food right on his head. That eunuch Grandmaster's probably going hungry today."
Su Chen rubbed Xiao Wu's rabbit ears, a sly smile flickering in his eyes.
"Come on. As his close friend and fellow student, we should go give that eunuch Grandmaster a little warmth."