I am live-streaming Q&A in comprehensive wuxia world, a large-scale social death scene - Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Yilin’s Long Hair, Tian Boguang’s Broken Leg

“This…”

At Li Garden, the guests looked at each other in bewilderment. They had come to attend a wedding, but what was this situation with the groom getting castrated?

Just as the live-stream comments suggested, should the wedding still proceed?

What terrible luck!

Long Xiaoyun was simply too unlucky!

He was supposed to marry a beautiful and wealthy woman but ended up being selected as the ‘lucky audience member’—only to suffer the most tragic fate at the peak of his life.

He had fallen from the clouds straight into an endless abyss. But why did they feel secretly happy seeing him suffer?

The wedding guests glanced at each other, suppressing the smiles threatening to appear on their faces. As expected, people’s happiness often comes from others’ misfortune. A tacit understanding. A silent agreement.

Underneath the red bridal veil, Lin Shiyin’s pale face revealed a faint smile. Long Xiaoyun had treated her well. But she simply did not like him.

She couldn’t explain what was wrong with Long Xiaoyun, but being with him always made her feel uncomfortable. However, Li Xunhuan—her cousin and former fiancé—had changed. He no longer loved her.

He would rather wander the brothels and pleasure houses than spare her even a glance.

To hold on to their love, she had waited for Li Xunhuan for two years!

She had endured two full years of his cold neglect. But she never got the response she hoped for. Eventually, Lin Shiyin lost all hope. In the end, she accepted Long Xiaoyun’s marriage proposal.

She had dreamed countless times of marrying Li Xunhuan, but when she finally wore the wedding dress and phoenix crown…

Her dream shattered.

Her heart died.

The once-proud Long Xiaoyun had merely married an empty shell. Now, seeing Long Xiaoyun suffer castration, Lin Shiyin thought she should feel sad. But she didn’t. Instead, she felt happy.

Long Xiaoyun had become a eunuch. This wedding could no longer continue.

Would this mean her cousin might have a change of heart?

But fate was cruel.

Just as she entertained that thought, a cold realization hit her like a bucket of ice water.

[Little Li Flying Dagger Li Xunhuan @Li Garden Long Xiaoyun: Big brother! Since the live-stream has punishments like castration, it must also have rewards that can restore the body!].

[Little Li Flying Dagger Li Xunhuan: Big brother, pull yourself together. Keep answering correctly, and there will surely be a way to fix this.].

Lin Shiyin turned her head stiffly.

Though the red veil blocked her view of Li Xunhuan’s face, she could imagine his look of anxious concern. But her heart turned cold again. Even colder than before. It was now as cold and lifeless as a frozen iron stone.

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Inside the Live-Stream, Long Xiaoyun saw Li Xunhuan’s comment and snapped out of his despair. Yes, the live-stream had a punishment like castration. That meant there must be a way to restore his body. He still had a chance!

This was only the first question. He, Long Xiaoyun, still had hope!

Thinking of this, much of the gloom in Long Xiaoyun’s heart lifted.

“Bodhisattva, bless me! Bodhisattva, bless me!”

As Yilin prayed, the next punishment was announced.

[Yilin’s random punishment is as follows:].

[Endlessly Growing Hair. Congratulations! You will now have hair that countless women would envy—it will never fall out, never break, and never split.].

A beam of light descended.

Yilin felt an itch on her scalp, and then her hat was pushed off. She reached up to touch her head and then gasped in shock.

“Ah? I have hair now?”

“My hair will never fall out? I can’t shave it off again?”

Seeing the punishment description, Yilin’s face immediately showed distress.

Long Xiaoyun felt even more unbalanced. Damn it! He got castrated, lost his manhood entirely.

Yet this little nun just grew some hair—and she looked like she was about to die from sadness?

How was this fair?

Besides, was this even a punishment?

With her long hair, Yilin’s beauty had increased by another level!

This was clearly a reward, wasn’t it?

Yet she still wasn’t satisfied!

Damn it! Just damn it!

Long Xiaoyun screamed in his mind, jealousy and resentment eating away at his heart.

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[Iron Sword Sect Yuzhenzi: The little nun is even more beautiful now. This old Taoist is itching all over just looking at her.].

[Cheng Shifei: Haha! Look at the eunuch groom’s face—he must be seething with jealousy right now.].

[Four-Eyed Brows Lu Xiaofeng: Yilin is lucky. Her punishment is much lighter than Long Xiaoyun’s.].

[Qixing Pond Murong Qiudi: Could it be that she was truly blessed by the Bodhisattva?].

[Swallow Dock Bao Buchang: Not necessarily! Having long hair might be a blessing for others, but for a little nun, it’s probably a burden. Look at her expression—she’s genuinely troubled.].

Many people agreed with Bao Buchang.

From Yilin’s carefree storytelling about being captured, to her naïve answer selection, and now her troubled expression, everyone could see—She was just an innocent and clueless little nun. For others, long hair might be a reward. For her, it was truly a punishment.

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At Huiyan Tower, Abbess Dingyi let out a long sigh of relief. She knew Yilin was a sincere and simple-minded girl. Right now, Yilin must be feeling extremely troubled. But long hair was far better than losing a limb.

What? A Buddhist nun must shave off all worldly attachments along with her hair?

Not necessarily.

As long as one’s heart was devoted to Buddha, did it really matter whether they had hair or not?

And if someone’s heart was not devoted to Buddha, shaving their head wouldn’t suddenly make them a great monk.

Abbess Dingyi understood this well.

And she knew Yilin better than anyone—Among the entire Hengshan Sect, no one was more pure-hearted than Yilin.

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Yilin’s new look with her flowing hair stunned Ye Luochuan. Indeed, having or not having hair made a world of difference for a woman.

Beautiful!

Truly beautiful!

Then, Ye Luochuan shifted his gaze to Tian Boguang, eagerly anticipating his punishment. Lianxing was also watching Tian Boguang, her face brimming with schadenfreude. Tian Boguang sensed their gazes but was too anxious to care. He was terrified.

Long Xiaoyun’s castration had nearly scared him to death. He never expected Ye Luochuan’s ominous prediction to come true. Tian Boguang had many women left to visit. He absolutely did not want to become a eunuch!

No normal man would choose to be castrated unless they had no other choice. And for someone as obsessed with women as Tian Boguang, it was unimaginable.

If he lost his manhood, how could he live the rest of his life?

“The little nun got off easy. I can too!”

“Bodhisattva, bless me! Buddha bless me!”

“If I don’t get castrated, I swear I’ll donate lots of incense money to the temples!”

Tian Boguang began praying just like Yilin.

Finally, his punishment was announced.

[Tian Boguang’s random punishment is as follows:].

[Left Leg Severed. Wandering a thousand miles? More like wandering on one leg now!].