Tang San Castrates Yu Xiaogang

His teacher had immediately asked about his condition and comforted him. Sure enough, he was incredibly important in his teacher's heart!

"It's good that you're fine. I broke his arm to vent your anger. As for Yu Xiaogang, you can deal with him yourself. Your master will back you up!"

Tang San's gaze hardened as he clenched his fists. "Leave him to me, Teacher. I'll make him understand what despair is!"

Seeing Zhao Wuji severely injured, Flender flew into a rage and shouted sternly:

"You dared to be so ruthless! Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

His Soul Power erupted at full force, and his seventh soul ring lit up with black light. "Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar—Owl Avatar!"

His body suddenly expanded, transforming into a gigantic Four-Eyed Owl with a five-meter wingspan. Every feather stood on end as his speed and attack power soared across the board. With both claws carrying fierce gusts of wind, he pounced straight at Shen Qingling.

Shen Qingling stood motionless, a pale golden glow slowly spreading around him as the bloodline pressure of the Golden Dragon King burst forth.

With a dull thud, Flender, still in midair, seemed to be struck by an invisible, immense force and fell straight to the ground.

His wings drooped weakly, and his Four-Eyed Owl martial soul instantly dissipated. He could not even muster a trace of Soul Power. Beside him, Zhao Wuji trembled all over, sprawled on the ground without even being able to raise his head. The aura of the Mighty Vajra Bear was utterly suppressed by the dragon's might, leaving him unable even to struggle.

"What's going on?!" Flender was horrified beyond measure.

He was a level seventy-six Soul Sage, yet he could not even maintain his Martial Soul Avatar? What level of existence possessed such terrifying bloodline pressure?

Tang San sneered and strode toward Yu Xiaogang, who lay collapsed on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale. Using both hands and feet, he scrambled backward.

"Y-you, what do you want to do? I'm a master of martial soul theory! I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! You can't touch me!"

"A theory master?" Tang San's eyes were ice-cold, killing intent surging within them. "You keep haunting us and coming to provoke trouble. You even dared slander my teacher and interfere with my teacher and mistress's affairs. Today, I'll let you taste what it feels like to lose a man's dignity."

He drew a sharp dagger from his waist, its cold gleam flashing.

Yu Xiaogang was scared out of his wits. Screaming, he tried to run, but Tang San stepped forward and pinned down his leg. The blade rose and fell, swift and clean.

"Aah!"

A shrill scream echoed through the entire street.

Yu Xiaogang's body convulsed violently from the pain. Clutching his bleeding crotch with both hands, he rolled around on the ground as blood quickly stained the hem of his clothes red. He had completely lost the foundation of his manhood.

Shen Qingling watched coldly without saying a word. Yu Xiaogang had provoked them time and again; this outcome was entirely his own doing.

Gu Yuena leaned against a pillar by the street and gave a mocking snort.

"This should've been done long ago. At least he won't be as annoying as a fly every day."

Flender and Zhao Wuji lay sprawled on the ground, not even daring to breathe too loudly. Watching Yu Xiaogang's miserable state, they no longer had the slightest thought of resisting. The young man before them was simply someone they could not afford to provoke.

Flender sighed. "Xiaogang, you've really screwed me over!"

Tang San put away the dagger, wiped the bloodstains clean with a cloth, and returned to Shen Qingling's side.

"Teacher, it's settled."

Shen Qingling nodded slightly and rubbed his head.

"Not bad. Let's go. Don't delay our real business."

The four turned and left. The three people who had been lying on the ground immediately scrambled up, with Zhao Wuji struggling to stand as well. Yu Xiaogang, however, could not stand at all, his legs trembling.

"Damn it, that idiot Yu Xiaogang screwed us over! Flender, this is your good brother? Fuck, he's practically a complete moron—a damn liability!"

Zhao Wuji stared at his missing right arm and began cursing loudly.

"Sigh, it's too late to say anything now. Let's go back first." Flender quickly helped Yu Xiaogang up and took him to the nearest clinic.

Everyone left, leaving only blood all over the ground. Quite a few people had witnessed it, but in the next moment, Porcupinefish Douluo arrived with dozens of Imperial Guards.

"Clean up the scene immediately. And everyone who witnessed this—do not spread word of it. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy. This is His Highness the Crown Prince's order!"

Porcupinefish Douluo shouted coldly.

He then looked in the direction Shen Qingling had gone. That was the road leading to Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"To think Young Master Shen would take a seven or eight-year-old disciple to Heaven Dou Royal Academy; could he actually have some real scheme in mind?"

"Now that we have contacted the young master, she should be able to head to Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

Porcupinefish Douluo did not dare delay. He swiftly returned to the Crown Prince's Residence and headed straight into the study.

"Young Master, this subordinate has found Young Master Shen's whereabouts. He has taken two disciples and is heading to Heaven Dou Royal Academy. It seems he intends to enroll them there."

Qian Renxue abruptly looked up, her formerly calm eyes instantly lighting up. She immediately rose to her feet, unable to conceal the urgency in her voice. "Heaven Dou Royal Academy? Are you certain?"

"Certain. I saw it with my own eyes just now. I also personally saw Young Master Shen break a Soul Sage's right arm using nothing but brute strength," Porcupinefish Douluo said.

Even he had been utterly shocked when he witnessed that scene. Breaking an arm with brute strength alone—just how strong did one have to be?

Qian Renxue's heart had long since leaped with joy. She had been wondering how to find an opportunity to meet him, yet Big Brother had unexpectedly delivered himself right to her doorstep so soon.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy was originally her territory. Over the years, she had always kept an eye out for especially outstanding talents within the academy.

She took a deep breath to suppress her excitement, then ordered:

"Prepare the carriage. I'm going to Heaven Dou Royal Academy now. Say that His Highness the Crown Prince is inspecting the academy and checking on the new students while he's at it."

She turned and headed into the inner room, deliberately changing into an exquisite set of the Crown Prince's casual attire. Even when meeting him as Xue Qinghe, she had to show her best side.

I'm really afraid I won't be able to stop myself from throwing myself at him.

Meanwhile, Shen Qingling and his group had already arrived before the gates of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The towering stone gates were imposing, with armored soul master guards standing on either side. Beyond the gates stretched rows of buildings and scattered greenery, every part exuding the grandeur of a top-tier academy.

Shen Qingling swept his gaze over the place and smiled faintly. "It's not bad."

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked up at the academy gates, their eyes filled with amazement.

Tang San turned and asked, "Teacher, will we be studying here from now on?"

"Of course." Shen Qingling nodded slightly and stepped forward. "Let's go. We'll head inside and complete the enrollment procedures."

They made their way to the registration office, where the teacher in charge of registration looked at the handsome young man, the beautiful young woman, and their disciples.

The registration teacher was a level fifty-eight Soul King.

"Sir, this is Heaven Dou Royal Academy, an advanced academy. You should register at a junior academy instead!"

The registration teacher explained with a broad smile.

These two little ones clearly had only recently awakened their martial souls. Advanced academies did not accept children.

"I know, but my disciple is a level twenty-seven soul master. Entering an advanced academy is completely fine," Shen Qingling said.

"Level twenty-seven is still not—"

Before he could finish, the registration teacher reacted. His eyes widened instantly as he cried out in shock, "What? Your disciple is a level twenty-seven Soul Grandmaster?!"