Tang San: Teacher, let me explain, I really didn't mean to.

[To clarify, one chapter was edited by the censors.]

[Yu Xiaogang's nether regions were not completely severed by Tang San; the root was gone, but half a testicle remained. ‿.‿]

"Teacher!!!"

Seeing this, Tang San was scared out of his wits, his soul nearly leaving his body.

He never imagined that his pride-and-joy hidden weapon technique would suffer such a low-level blunder as a slip of the hand triggering the mechanism!

What was worse, the weapon had been coated in a secret Tang Sect poison!

"Teacher, hold on! I'll get you the antidote right away!"

Tang San was burning with anxiety. He lunged forward, desperate to help the convulsing Yu Xiaogang up from the floor.

However, the power of the Bad Luck Talisman had only just begun.

The moment Tang San stepped forward with his right leg, a strange, slippery sensation hit the sole of his foot.

He looked down to see that someone—whoever it was had a heart as black as soot—had tossed a blackened "banana peel" onto the office floor.

"Whoosh!"

His foot slid out from under him, and he completely lost his balance, pitching forward headlong.

In his panic, he instinctively unleashed a supreme Tang Sect art.

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

He tried to force his center of gravity back, his feet kicking wildly in mid-air, his left foot stepping on his right, his right foot tripping over his left.

The more he struggled, the more chaotic it became. He transformed into a human top, completing a 360-degree Thomas flair in mid-air.

With footwork like that, he could have been a star striker for the national football team.

The national team wouldn't have had any trouble making it to the World Cup if they played like that.

Finally, with a "thud."

He landed in a perfectly standard slide-kneel.

And the destination of that slide-kneel stopped, precisely and unerringly, right in front of Yu Xiaogang's crotch.

Even more despairingly, Tang San was still clutching the metal hidden weapon box he hadn't managed to retract.

Driven by the momentum of the slide, the sharp firing port at the front of the metal box plunged viciously and mercilessly into the last remaining half of Yu Xiaogang's testicle.

"Squish."

The muffled sound of a sharp object piercing flesh rang out with startling clarity in the office.

In that instant!

Yu Xiaogang, who had been rolling on the floor in agony, suddenly stopped breathing.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

Following that, Yu Xiaogang let out the most tragic, voice-cracking wail of his entire life.

Even Vitas would have had to bow down; not even his dolphin notes could reach such heights.

His already mangled lower regions had just suffered a truly destructive blow.

His last remaining testicle had officially ruptured; physical castration version 2.0 was now online.

He was truly purified now, with not a single thought left in his head.

From this day forward, Yu Xiaogang was the purest eunuch on the Douluo Continent, bar none.

Tang San was completely stunned.

He knelt on the floor, his face pressed against Yu Xiaogang's crotch, his hand still frozen in that bizarre, stabbing posture.

The sight was too beautiful; he dared not look.

"You... don't come over here!"

Yu Xiaogang writhed in pain, clutching his vital parts with both hands.

The look he gave Tang San was as if he were staring at a living demon.

His own prized disciple, in whom he had placed all his hopes, had actually finished him off by destroying his last remaining testicle!

"Teacher, I didn't mean to! It was an accident, it really was an accident!"

Tang San stammered incoherently, scrambling to help Yu Xiaogang up.

Just then, the office door was kicked open.

"What happened? Is it an enemy attack?"

Flender, who had been nearby, heard Yu Xiaogang's scream and had even activated his Martial Soul, his owl wings unfurling as he rushed in like a gale.

"Xiaogang, hold on, I'm coming to save you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the sight before him forced him to screech to a halt.

From the perspective of the doorway, the scene before him was utterly, indescribably obscene!

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, his crotch soaked in blood. He clutched his groin tightly with both hands, his face twisted in agony as intermittent groans escaped his lips.

Tang San, meanwhile, was kneeling piously between Yu Xiaogang's legs in a submissive posture.

Due to the misalignment of their positions, Tang San's head happened to block the view of the hidden weapon box in his hands.

In Flender's eyes, this posture clearly looked like Tang San was hunched over there, fiercely gnawing on Yu Xiaogang's unspeakable parts with his mouth!

Flender's eyes widened even larger than an owl's.

His jaw dropped to his chest, and his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

He sucked in a sharp breath, his mind buzzing with static.

"What the..."

A homosexual... right here by my side.

Flender's brain trembled violently, his entire worldview shattering into dust.

He pointed a trembling finger at the master and disciple on the floor, his old face flushed a deep red.

"Xiaogang, you, you two..."

"Even if you share a deep bond as master and disciple, this is too wild! There's blood everywhere!"

Flender covered his eyes and retreated repeatedly.

For an old bachelor like him, the visual impact was simply too much to handle.

He had lived for more than half a lifetime; what kind of storms and waves hadn't he seen?

But this kind of raw, ethics-defying maneuver was something he had truly never witnessed.

"Dean, please listen to my explanation! It's not what you think!"

Tang San was sweating profusely, frantically raising the blood-stained hidden weapon box in his hands, desperate to prove his innocence.

"Don't explain, I understand, I understand everything!"

Flender turned his back and waved his hand, wearing the expression of someone who had "seen it all."

"Young people these days really know how to play, but could you at least be mindful of the occasion? This is my office! If you have such peculiar fetishes, can't you go to the woods behind the mountain?"

The more Flender spoke, the more his stomach churned.

However, a second thought crossed his mind, and a trace of secret joy bubbled up within him.

Not only was Xiaogang crippled, but now he had developed such a taste for the same sex, not even sparing his own direct disciple.

Then, as for Er Long...

Didn't that mean he, Flender, had a chance again?

Thinking of this, Flender hurriedly retreated toward the door. "My apologies, I've disturbed you! Carry on, I'm leaving!"

After taking two steps out, Flender paused.

"Don't worry, Xiaogang! I promise I won't tell Er Long about this!"

Yu Xiaogang, veins bulging from the pain, nearly stopped breathing when he heard this.

He glared at Flender with bloodshot eyes, roaring internally.

What the hell are you talking about? Are all four of your eyes blind?!

Can't you see that the lower half of my body is practically drowning in a river of blood?

After finishing his sentence, Flender scurried away, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Inside the office, only Yu Xiaogang remained, his eyes rolling back from the agony, alongside a Tang San who was speechless and questioning his own existence.

"Teacher, I didn't, I wasn't..."

Tang San looked at the blood-stained hidden weapon in his hands, wanting to cry but having no tears, desperate to continue his explanation.

He, the respectful and pure Tang San, had actually been branded with such an indelible stain.

How could he have the face to live in this world once this got out?

Just as he was spiraling into an existential crisis, Yu Xiaogang—suffering from the "sorrow of the balls," the puncture wounds from the fine needles and the weapon box, plus the Tang Sect's secret poison—succumbed to the layers of debuffs and passed out cold, white foam bubbling from the corners of his mouth.

"Teacher!!!!!"

Meanwhile.

Far away in Nuoding City, the system in Su Chen's mind was flashing frantically.

[Ding! Detected that Yu Xiaogang has suffered physical castration 2.0, in excruciating pain, Abstract Value +5000!]

[Ding! Detected that Tang San has suffered a social death, kneeling in shame, bearing the stigma of a homosexual, Abstract Value +5000!]

[Ding! Detected that Flender's worldview has been shattered, Abstract Value +2000!]

Listening to the pleasant chimes, Su Chen rolled over on his bed, delighted.

Gangzi actually got castrated a second time!

This cross-provincial enforcement had been remarkably effective.