(Just to explain, one chapter was changed by the reviewer.)
[Yu Xiaogang's thing wasn't completely cut off by Tang San. The root was gone, but half the ball was still left‿.‿]
"Teacher!!!"
Tang San was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body. Six and a half of his three souls and seven spirits fled.
He'd never imagined that his famed hidden weapon techniques would suffer such a low-level mishap as accidentally triggering a mechanism because his hand slipped!
What was worse, the weapon had been smeared with a little secret Tang Sect poison!
"Teacher, hang in there! I'll detoxify you right away!"
Burning with anxiety, Tang San lunged forward, intending to help the convulsing Yu Xiaogang up.
However, the Bad Luck Talisman's power had only just begun to show.
Tang San had barely taken a step with his right leg when a strange, slippery sensation came from the sole of his foot.
He looked down and saw that some inconsiderate bastard had tossed a blackened "banana peel" onto the office floor.
"Skrrt!"
His foot slipped, and he completely lost his balance, pitching straight forward.
In his panic, he instinctively used one of the Tang Sect Secret Arts.
"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"
He tried to force his balance back, but his feet flailed wildly in midair. His left foot stepped on his right, and his right foot tripped over his left.
The more he tried, the more tangled he became. He turned into a human spinning top, completing a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree Thomas rotation in midair.
With footwork like that, he could've been the starting striker for the national soccer team.
No wonder the national team couldn't even qualify for the World Cup.
Finally, with a "thump,"
he landed in a perfect sliding kneel.
And the end of his slide came to a stop directly in front of Yu Xiaogang's crotch.
Even more despairingly, Tang San still gripped the metal Hidden Weapon Box he hadn't had a chance to put away.
Carried by the momentum of his slide, the sharp opening at the front of the metal box plunged into the half-ball Yu Xiaogang had left, viciously and without mercy.
"Pfft."
The muffled sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh rang out with startling clarity in the office.
At that moment!
Yu Xiaogang, who had been writhing on the floor in pain, suddenly stopped breathing.
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
Then Yu Xiaogang let out the most agonized, voice-cracking wail of his life.
Even Vitas would've bowed down before him. His falsetto soared higher than a dolphin's.
His already ruined lower half had now suffered utter destruction in the truest sense.
The half-ball he had left burst apart, ushering in physical castration 2.0.
Now he was truly free of all earthly desires. There wasn't even a shred of hope left.
From then on, Yu Xiaogang was the purest eunuch on Douluo Continent. There was no one else like him.
Tang San was completely dumbfounded.
He knelt on the floor, his face pressed against Yu Xiaogang's crotch, still holding that bizarre pose as if he were stabbing forward.
The scene was too beautiful. He couldn't bear to look.
"Y-you stay back!"
Yu Xiaogang writhed in agony, both hands clamped over his vitals.
The way he looked at Tang San was as if he were staring at a living King of Hell.
His prized personal disciple had actually finished him off by bursting the last ball he had left!
"Teacher, I didn't do it on purpose! It was an accident, truly an accident!"
Tang San stammered incoherently, scrambling on his hands and knees as he tried to help Yu Xiaogang.
Just then, the office door was kicked open.
"What happened? Are we under attack?"
Flender, who was nearby, heard Yu Xiaogang's scream and rushed in like a gale, his owl wings spread behind him after using Martial Soul Possession.
"Gangzi, hold on! I'm here to save you..."
Before he could finish speaking, the sight before him made him slam to a stop.
From the doorway, the scene before him was utterly indecent!
Yu Xiaogang lay on the floor, his crotch drenched in blood, both hands clamped over it, his face contorted as broken groans escaped his mouth.
And Tang San knelt reverently between Yu Xiaogang's legs, in the submissive position.
Because of the angle, Tang San's head completely blocked the Hidden Weapon Box in his hands.
In Flender's eyes, Tang San was clearly crouched there, viciously gnawing with his mouth on Yu Xiaogang's unspeakable parts!
Flender's eyes widened until they were bigger than an owl's.
His jaw dropped to his chest, and his eyeballs nearly popped out.
He sucked in a sharp breath, his head buzzing.
"Holy shit..."
A man... with another man, right here beside me.
Flender's brain shook violently, his worldview shattering into pieces across the floor.
He pointed at the two men on the ground, his old face flushed red.
"Gangzi, you... you two..."
"Even if you're close as master and disciple, you've taken things way too far! There's blood everywhere!"
Flender covered his eyes and backed away again and again.
For a lifelong bachelor like him, the scene was simply too shocking.
He'd lived for more than half his life and seen every kind of storm.
But he'd never seen such a ferocious act that crossed every ethical boundary.
"Dean, listen to me! It's not what you think!"
Tang San was sweating profusely. He hurriedly raised the blood-soaked Hidden Weapon Box in his hand, trying to prove his innocence.
"Don't explain. I get it, I get it!"
Flender turned away and waved his hand, wearing the expression of a man who'd been there.
"You young people these days, you sure do get up to all kinds of things. But at least be mindful of where you do it! This is my office! If you're into that kind of special hobby, couldn't you go to the woods behind the hill?"
The more Flender spoke, the more his stomach churned.
But then, on second thought, a secret hint of delight crept into his heart.
Gangzi wasn't just ruined—he'd also developed this kind of love between men, and was even going after his own personal disciple.
Then what about Er Long...
Didn't that mean Flender had another chance?
Thinking this, Flender hurried toward the door. "Sorry for interrupting! Carry on. I'll be on my way!"
After taking two steps outside, Flender paused.
"Gangzi, don't worry! I promise I won't tell Er Long!"
Yu Xiaogang's face was twisted with pain. Hearing that, he almost choked on his next breath.
He glared at Flender with bloodshot eyes, roaring furiously inside.
What the hell are you talking about? Are all four of your eyes fucking blind?!
Can't you see I'm practically bleeding to death from the waist down?
After Flender finished speaking, he quickly ran off, thoughtfully closing the door behind him as he left.
Left in the office were Yu Xiaogang, in so much pain that his eyes rolled back, and Tang San, unable to explain himself no matter what he said and questioning his entire existence.
"Teacher, I didn't, I swear..."
Tang San looked at the blood-soaked hidden weapon in his hand, close to tears, and tried to explain again.
The respectful, pure-hearted Tang San had ended up saddled with a stain he'd never be able to wash away.
How could he ever show his face in the world again if word got out?
Just as he was questioning his entire existence,
Yu Xiaogang's "aching balls," the puncture wound from the fine needle hidden weapon, the wound made when the Hidden Weapon Box was forcibly shoved in, and the secret Tang Sect poison—
With all those buffs stacked together, he passed out from the pain, foam spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Teacher!!!!!"
Meanwhile,
far away in Nuoding City, the system in Su Chen's mind went wild with notifications.
[Ping! Detected Yu Xiaogang suffering physical castration 2.0 and unbearable agony. Abstract Value +5000!] [Ping! Detected Tang San sliding to his knees in public disgrace and earning a reputation as a gay man. Abstract Value +5000!] [Ping! Detected Flender's worldview shattering. Abstract Value +2000!]
Hearing those delightful sounds, Su Chen rolled over in bed, grinning.
Gangzi had actually been castrated a second time!
This cross-province operation had been spectacularly effective.