Chapter 13: Thousand Cypresses' Cruelty! Ma Hongjun Becomes a Eunuch!
Qian Renxue's movements were as fast as lightning, sharp and precise.
A hand chop struck the red-haired boy's shoulder, instantly dissipating the soul power he had just begun to gather.
Immediately afterwards, a whip kick, so fast that only a blur remained, slammed into his side waist.
"Snap!"
The sound of bone cracking was clearly audible.
Before the red-haired boy could even scream, he was tumbled away by the force.
However, this is just the beginning.
Qian Renxue's figure followed closely behind, sticking close to him.
Each of her strikes carried an invisible sharpness, as if she were not made of flesh and blood, but a sword drawn from its sheath.
The red-haired boy was completely stunned.
His prized Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul was unable to take shape in the face of that all-pervasive and sharp aura.
He could only passively endure the onslaught of attacks like a broken sandbag, powerless to fight back.
"Ah! Ouch! Stop hitting me!"
A heart-wrenching wail finally erupted from his mouth.
He covered his head and rolled on the ground in a sorry state, trying to avoid the merciless attack.
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Please have mercy! Spare my life, heroine!"
Ma Hongjun quickly begged for mercy, his voice trembling with tears.
Qian Renxue paused slightly, looking down at him with a cold voice.
"Ha, you're not worthy to harass a woman like that."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with another merciless beating.
In the alley, only the boy's suppressed screams and the muffled thuds of fists and feet hitting flesh could be heard.
Qian Renxue only stopped when the red-haired boy fell silent, slumped on the ground like a lump of mud, only breathing weakly.
She straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, as if she had only done a trivial thing.
She turned and walked to the two terrified twin girls, her cold expression softening.
"It's alright, you guys should go home now."
The twin girls then seemed to wake from a dream, looking at the angelic woman before them with eyes full of gratitude and admiration.
"Thank you... thank you, heroine! Thank you so much!"
They thanked her incoherently, bowed deeply to Qian Renxue, and then, supporting each other, ran out of the alley without looking back.
The alleyway fell silent once more.
Qian Renxue didn't even glance at the red-haired boy on the ground again before turning to leave.
Lying on the ground, Ma Hongjun stared at the slender figure through his swollen eyelids.
The excruciating pain and humiliation ignited a raging fire within him.
Just then, a gentle voice rang out at the alley entrance.
Qian Daobai had arrived unnoticed. He glanced at Ma Hongjun on the ground, then at his apprentice, a playful smile on his face.
"Good, decisive action."
"It's suitable for this kind of person."
Qian Renxue nodded slightly as she listened to her master's evaluation.
She withdrew her gaze, the tension in her heart caused by the "whale glue" had largely dissipated after the satisfying beating she had just received.
Qian Daobai's gaze remained fixed on the red-haired boy.
Qian Renxue followed his gaze and met Ma Hongjun's eyes, which were peering through his swollen slits.
There was no fear or pleading in his eyes, only deep-seated resentment and unwillingness.
Qian Daobai saw it.
The slight smile on his face slowly faded.
He strode forward and walked slowly to Ma Hongjun.
He looked down at them and spoke calmly.
"Since you've already harassed this woman, then there's no need for this thing to exist anymore."
His voice was gentle, as if he were stating something perfectly ordinary.
Ma Hongjun was stunned upon hearing this. The intense pain had left him somewhat dazed, and for a moment he couldn't understand the meaning of those words.
What is it?
What has become unnecessary?
The next moment, he understood.
Qian Daobai didn't even draw his sword.
He simply held the ancient-looking scabbard and casually swung it downwards.
The movement was light and casual, like brushing dust off a piece of clothing.
An invisible sword aura, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, flashed by in an instant.
"ah--!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream, so shrill it was almost inhuman, abruptly shattered the tranquility of the alleyway.
Ma Hongjun suddenly curled up, his body convulsing violently.
A pain far exceeding that of the previous bone fracture came from the most critical part of his body, instantly engulfing all his nerves.
Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall, instantly soaking the ground.
He opened his mouth wide, but could only gasp for breath. The color drained from his face at a visible speed, turning it deathly pale.
A faint smell of blood permeated the alleyway.
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted slightly.
She never expected her master to use such a... resolute method.
"You...you actually dare to..."
Ma Hongjun's voice trembled, distorted by pain and anger.
"How dare you make me lose..."
He couldn't utter the rest of his words; it was an indescribable despair and fear.
Qian Daobai looked down at him, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
He asked calmly.
"how?"
Ma Hongjun's remaining words were all stuck in his throat.
He looked at the white-robed man in front of him, and then at the stunningly beautiful woman in a pale yellow outfit not far away.
He's not stupid.
The woman beat him so badly that he was powerless to fight back with just her fists and feet.
And this man, with just a casual wave of his hand, made him...
These two people are people he absolutely cannot afford to offend.
All resentment and bitterness were replaced by endless fear at this moment.
He didn't dare say anything harsh.
He used all his strength to get up from the ground, clutching his groin tightly with both hands.
Then, with unsteady and strange steps, he moved miserably out of the alleyway that he would never forget.
Qian Daobai withdrew his gaze, his expression indifferent.
He didn't show even a trace of extra emotion, as if he had just done something insignificant.
Let's go.
Qian Daobai said calmly, then turned and walked towards the alley entrance.
Qian Renxue responded and quickly followed.
The master and apprentice left the now quiet alleyway one after the other, as if nothing had ever happened.
...
They returned to the courtyard where they were temporarily staying in the city.
The room was simply furnished, but very clean.
Qian Daobai sat down at a wooden table and gestured for Qian Renxue to sit down as well.
Qian Renxue sat down opposite him as instructed, her posture still upright.
After venting her emotions in the alley, she had calmed down considerably.
However, when Qian Daobai took out an exquisite white jade box from his storage soul tool and gently pushed it in front of her, her heart, which had just calmed down, was once again rippled.
Whale glue.
What exactly does Master want to do?
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