Dying for Pride, Suffering for Life

Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled on the bed, his hollow eyes fixed on the ceiling.

Then, he glanced down at his lower regions with a face full of sorrow.

It was unremarkable, and even his testicles had been reduced to a single one.

"Sigh..."

Yu Xiaogang let out a long, heavy sigh.

Truly, the world is unpredictable, and life is full of unexpected twists.

As he pondered, a fiery, beautiful figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was his cousin, the woman he had once walked down the aisle with, only to be forced apart.

Liu Erlong.

A strange, fanatical light suddenly erupted in Yu Xiaogang's murky eyes.

Wait!

Since he was now a broken man who had completely lost his masculine ability, didn't that mean he no longer had to worry about those damned bloodline ethics?

As long as they didn't engage in a physical relationship, he and Erlong could perfectly well be a pair of pure, flawless spiritual companions!

Just as he was immersed in this twisted fantasy, the dormitory door opened.

"San, are you back?"

Yu Xiaogang spoke instinctively, his sharp, grating, eunuch-like voice echoing through the room.

"Grandmaster, your voice is truly becoming more and more enchanting."

Su Chen walked over to Yu Xiaogang's desk, waving a hand in front of his nose with a look of disgust. "Why is there such a strong stench of urine? Grandmaster, were you unable to hold it and wet the bed?"

Xiao Wu, who was following behind, rolled her eyes.

This little brat really had a venomous tongue!

Yu Xiaogang's already pale face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. "What are you here for? You aren't welcome here!"

He stared daggers at Su Chen, gritting his teeth in secret.

How was this brat still alive? Could it be that Clear Sky Douluo didn't have time to make a move last night?

It didn't matter; he would let him be arrogant for a few more days.

"As Tang San's brother in the same dormitory, I'm here to remind you that Tang San fainted in the cafeteria. You've been notified to go and collect him."

Yu Xiaogang's pupils constricted, and he sat up abruptly. "What happened to San?"

The sudden movement tugged at the wounds in his lower regions, causing cold sweat to pour down from the pain.

Su Chen shrugged, his tone mocking.

"It's nothing much, just that the whole school is talking about you becoming a eunuch. Tang San couldn't take it and wanted to stand up for you, but he ended up kowtowing in public and even split his pants. He fainted from anger right after."

"Oh my, Grandmaster, looking at how weak you are, it wasn't actually cut off, was it?"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned livid, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

What was he saying?

The fact that he had become a eunuch was known to the entire school.

Wouldn't his reputation and prestige be completely ruined?

No!!!!

Wait!

He suddenly sobered up; reputation was worth nothing now.

Tang San was his lifeline, the only hope for him to prove his theories in the future; nothing could happen to him!

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and got out of bed, struggling to maintain his usual image. "Benevolence sees benevolence, wisdom sees wisdom; rumors will always be rumors!"

Leaving those words behind, Yu Xiaogang pushed open the door and rushed toward the cafeteria.

"Grandmaster, your pants are wet!" Su Chen shouted from behind.

Yu Xiaogang paused, then took slightly larger strides. This movement caused another wave of intense pain in his lower regions, making him gasp for air.

He didn't stop, forcing himself to continue walking with a feigned air of composure.

Su Chen laughed unscrupulously behind him, and Xiao Wu couldn't help but cover her mouth to giggle.

This eunuch, who would rather suffer than lose face, was truly a piece of work.

After Yu Xiaogang left, Su Chen sighed to himself.

In just a few days since he transmigrated, Yu Xiaogang had been castrated, Tang Hao's testicles had been shattered, and Tang San had split his pants and suffered a social death on the spot.

The three big villains of Douluo Continent had been severely sanctioned by him, a righteous warrior.

He just wanted to ask, who else was there?

He really had to thank that truck driver for letting him come to Douluo Continent to enjoy life.

For now, it is better to let the leeks grow slowly.

These past few days, he had truly made things miserable for that little brat and Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang stepped out.

Along the way, everyone who caught sight of him pointed and whispered, their gazes fixed squarely on his lower half.

He walked with his hands behind his back, taking tiny, mincing steps as he inched forward.

Little did he know, the performance he thought was flawless was actually riddled with holes.

Any normal person could tell just by the way he walked that something was wrong with Yu Xiaogang's manhood.

Otherwise, what grown man would shuffle forward so sluggishly?

He looked just like a maggot.

Finally reaching the cafeteria, Yu Xiaogang spotted Tang San slumped amidst the food.

His heart was filled with extreme anxiety.

Little San, how can I go on living without you!

You mustn't be hurt!

Ignoring the intense pulling sensation in his crotch, he hurried over.

The people in the cafeteria saw Yu Xiaogang arrive and began whispering to each other, watching him with mocking expressions.

Yu Xiaogang cradled Tang San, who was covered in leftover food, and glared around the room with bloodshot eyes, his voice cracking into a shrill, raspy screech: "Who did this?!"

No one answered him.

Everyone looked at him as if he were a court jester.

Yu Xiaogang was absolutely furious!

But he could only seethe with impotent rage.

After a moment of fury, he formed hand seals to summon Luo Sanpao, loaded Tang San onto its back, and slunk away back to their dormitory.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a school year had passed.

Throughout this year, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San had become the absolute pariahs of Notting Academy.

Ever since the social suicide incident in the cafeteria, Tang San had never attended another class, receiving instruction from Yu Xiaogang personally in the dormitory instead.

Whenever he had free time, he would avoid people and head to the blacksmith shop to forge.

And Yu Xiaogang had been waiting all this time.

Waiting for the heaven-defyingly powerful Tang Hao to make a move and tear Su Chen to pieces.

But one day, two days, a month, a year passed...

Su Chen was still alive and kicking in the academy, even flaunting himself in front of them with new tricks every day.

As for Tang Hao, he seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, leaving no trace behind.

Yu Xiaogang sat on his bed, sweating profusely with anxiety, a strong sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

A dignified Titled Douluo could never fail to deal with a mere teenager of a dozen levels!

Unless... something had happened to Tang Hao.

Could it be... Spirit Hall?

At the thought of this, Yu Xiaogang grew increasingly uneasy; if the people from Spirit Hall discovered Tang San's identity, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"No, we absolutely cannot stay here any longer."

Yu Xiaogang stood up in a panic. After a year of recovery, his wounds had completely scabbed over.

Although he would occasionally flick his wrist like a maiden while walking, and his voice had permanently shifted into a sharp, raspy croak, he could at least walk with long strides again.

He hurriedly called for Tang San.

After rehearsing his lines, Yu Xiaogang spoke urgently: "Little San, I have decided to take you to an advanced academy that only recruits monsters!"

"You possess twin spirits, and you aren't getting any proper cultivation here at Notting Academy."

"The dean of that advanced academy is a close friend of mine, a seven-ring Soul Saint. Only by going there can you receive the best education!"

Upon hearing this, a flicker of struggle crossed Tang San's eyes.

He had suffered endless humiliation this year and had long since grown to loathe this place.

But he did not agree immediately, instead looking up with a firm gaze.

"Teacher, I can leave, but I must return to Holy Soul Village first to ask my father for the truth."

Yu Xiaogang nodded repeatedly; Tang San going back to investigate Tang Hao's whereabouts suited him perfectly.

"Very well, filial piety comes first. You go visit your father, and I will write a letter to contact my old friend right away. As soon as you return, we shall set off immediately!"

Watching Tang San's retreating figure, Yu Xiaogang immediately wrote the letter to Flender.