Chapter 668: Today, did we stir up a eunuch's nest?

Another castrated rootless person showed up, but the old eunuch didn't think much of it; the Great Abyss is so vast, with so many common folk, there are always some who, to survive, sever their own life root—it's not really strange.

Perhaps the news of the Huánggōng recruiting spread, so people have been coming one after another.

"Bring the person over."

"Yes."

"Since they're already castrated, there's no need to take them to the castration room; we can just examine them here."

"You wait a moment."

Turning his head, he said to Zhao Zhengping; hearing this, Zhao Zhengping nodded silently, but suddenly he had a strange premonition—could it be that damn junior brother of mine?

Indeed, it really was so; watching Shen Xian being led into the room, Zhao Zhengping fell silent.

Shen Xian naturally also saw Zhao Zhengping, but he showed no flaw, instead directly bowing to the old eunuch.

"I pay my respects, Grandfather."

"Hmm, you say you've already been castrated?"

"Not bad; this humble one comes from a poor family, and to survive I severed my own life root, hoping to come to the palace to earn a living."

"Hmm, take it off so I can have a look."

"Here?"

"Otherwise?"

"Then should we avoid for a moment?"

When Shen Xian said this while looking at Zhao Zhengping, who would have thought the old eunuch would just wave his hand, unbothered.

"It's fine; he's just like you, both rootless persons."

"You old thing, you're really asking for death, damn it!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhengping gritted his teeth, while Shen Xian forced back a smile; indeed, Senior Brother Zhao and I thought the same—he probably used the Yang-locking Technique.

Without further hesitation, Shen Xian quickly pulled down his pants, and seeing this, the old eunuch's expression grew even more astonished as he leaned in closer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, your two's skill—how can it be so superb?"

You should know, castration is a technical job; if mishandled, it could kill a person, and moreover, an unskilled master might not do it cleanly.

Who would have thought Zhao Zhengping and Shen Xian—both performed it perfectly, with not a single flaw.

The old eunuch was genuinely impressed; to castrate oneself and reach this point is truly awe-inspiring.

Faced with the old eunuch's praise, Shen Xian could no longer laugh; "You damn thing, you're born to be a eunuch—old thing, just wait for me."

After a thorough check and confirming there were no issues, the old eunuch then let Shen Xian pull his pants back up.

Just as he was about to bring the two into the palace, another person came to report, and it was the same—this person had already castrated himself.

"Someone else came? Bring them in."

"Yes."

Soon the newcomer appeared in the room, and upon seeing him, Zhao Zhengping and Shen Xian's mouths twitched—well, another fellow disciple from my Dao Yi Sect.

Three in a row now, and each one's castration is extremely clean.

This made the old eunuch unable to contain his excitement; surely there will be rewards now, right?

But such surprise didn't last long; after more than ten people came one after another, the old eunuch was completely numb.

"Damn, what's going on? Why are there so many castrated people? Damn, is this poking the eunuch's nest?"

There's no need for castration at all; each person handled it perfectly, and the old eunuch has gone numb.

Looking at Zhao Zhengping and over a dozen others already standing at one side of the room, the old eunuch's mouth twitched—damn, why is today so weird?

While Zhao Zhengping and the others remained outwardly composed, inside their hearts were already a tangled mix of emotions.

"Who would have thought everyone would end up thinking the same thing—damn, they all came to apply to be eunuchs."

"They've all cultivated the Yang-locking Technique, huh?"

The later the senior brother, the redder his face at this moment.

In front of all these fellow disciples, not only do they have to take off their pants, but they also have to be repeatedly praised by this old eunuch, and then hear him say, "You're born to be eunuch material."

"Who could stand this? If it weren't for the fact that their Dao Yi Sect always knows how to yield and stand firm, they would have already killed this old thing."

In just one day they recruited over ten people, and moreover, none of them needed castration.

In the evening, as the old eunuch led Zhao Zhengping and the others into the palace, everyone was still dazed.

"Has he suddenly run into great luck? Has his fortune arrived?"

"But damn, if fortune's come, could it at least give me a treasure? Why send all these damn eunuchs my way?"

Although he successfully completed the assignment from above and should receive some rewards, looking back at Zhao Zhengping and the others, the old eunuch's heart was still a tangled mix.

"What do you call this? Until recently, a day might not even manage to recruit a single person."

Moreover, castration is quite troublesome.

But today, in just one day there were over ten, and all of them had castrated themselves—it's basically a one-stop service, requiring him to exert no effort at all.

"Speaking of which, it's a good thing, but I just don't know why I can't feel happy."

He kept bringing everyone to a corner of the Huánggōng, where there were rows of low houses, surrounded by high walls.

"You'll stay here temporarily; tomorrow tasks will be assigned. Remember, don't run around after night falls."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhengping and the others responded respectfully; then the old eunuch gave a few more instructions to the steward eunuch here before stepping away.

Like Zhao Zhengping and the others, these newly entered little eunuchs naturally hold the lowest rank, and tomorrow they'll likely be doing the hardest, most grueling work.

But this obviously didn't faze them; as the old eunuch left, Zhao Zhengping and the others successively approached the steward eunuch.

"This humble one greets you, sir; this small token is not meant as respect."

Saying this, he produced a fourth-grade pill, not daring to take a higher grade; fourth grade is just right.

Seeing this, the chief eunuch indeed flashed a smile and nodded approvingly at Zhao Zhengping.

Not bad, still sensible.

My lord, this is a small token of my respect.

My lord, this is mine.

My lord.............

Dad..........

Huh???

People stepped forward one by one, presenting gifts of respect; when it came to worldly etiquette, the Dao Yi Sect disciples were absolutely adept.

One must know that cultivation isn't just fighting and killing; it also stresses worldly etiquette.

But among the crowd, how did such a strange term suddenly pop up?

Turning toward the sound, they saw Shen Xian, holding a fourth‑grade elixir in one hand and earnestly clutching the chief eunuch's thigh, shouting sincerely.

That cry of "Dad" also left the chief eunuch dazed, but immediately he was overjoyed.

People like this, the more they lack something, the more they want it; eunuchs cannot have children, so many high‑ranking, emperor‑favored eunuchs ultimately like to adopt sons.

Perhaps he wanted to prove he was still a man; thus Shen Xian's cry of "Dad" struck the chief eunuch's heart, and he promptly patted Shen Xian on the shoulder.

Sigh, you brat, never mind—the Noble Consort Hua still lacks a personal eunuch; tomorrow I'll arrange for you to go there.

Thank you, Dad.

We're family, no need for separate words.

Good fellow, watching Shen Xian rise straight to the top, Zhao Zhengping and the others beside him were stunned, but then they gritted their teeth and cursed silently.

You're damn ruthless.