School Beauty's Peerless Soldier Chapter 1789 1725: Supreme Elder No More

Thousands of Taoist disciples were in an uproar. Bai Ying's mouth was wide open, while Fu Qing seed oblivious to everything, like a re spectator, watching indifferently from above at everything happening on stage.

Xu Fan glanced at Fu Qing's expressionless face and then turned his gaze to Mingxuan, who was full of terror, with a smirk on his lips—a smile full of indescribable sarcasm.

Once upon a ti, how arrogant was Mingxuan? How utterly above it all? How dismissive he was when facing Xu Fan?

And now, this high and mighty Supre Elder, in front of the Taoist Central Hall, under the watchful eyes of thousands of Taoist disciples, still facing Xu Fan, is as wretched as a dog, begging for life—what an irony!

"Lord Xu, I once looked down on you, unable to appreciate a great figure. I tainted your eyes, Lord Xu, but you are magnanimous, so please show rcy, show rcy..."

Seemingly afraid that Fu Qing would strike him down, Mingxuan begged while bowing, rushing towards Xu Fan on the run.

"Heh." Xu Fan sneered at Mingxuan, simultaneously wary of a false surrender and sudden attack, while taunting verbally, "You, Mingxuan, respected as the Taoist Supre Elder, are sure to surrender to a naless pawn like ?"

Thud!

Under the diverse gazes of thousands of Taoist disciples, Mingxuan ran to Xu Fan and, without hesitation, bent his knees, kneeling before Xu Fan.

"Lord Xu, how could you be a naless pawn? Who under the heavens would not know of your fa, Lord Xu? Vajra Realm triumphs over Mysterious Light Realm. How many could match your ease? Now that you've stepped into the Zhiwei Realm, few can challenge you, Lord Xu!"

"Previously, I offended you, adhering to Taoist principles. But now, witnessing your divine might, I am in awe of you, Lord Xu, willingly bowing at your feet!"

The flattery was exceedingly sycophantic, and after speaking, Mingxuan kowtowed repeatedly, his head banging loudly on the ground. At the brink of life and death, even a Taoist Supre Elder had to forsake his dignity.

Seeing this, Xu Fan completely dismissed the idea of Mingxuan's false surrender.

Firstly, there was no need, as Fu Qing stood there. If Fu Qing acted, all problems would be solved—why go through the trouble of a false surrender? Secondly, despite refraining from expressing negativity toward the Taoists, Mingxuan blocked his own return path with flattery.

No matter how forgiving the Taoists might be, they wouldn't accept a Supre Elder who kneels and begs, discarding dignity.

Bai Ying showed disdain, while Fu Qing at the Central Hall entrance behaved like a spectator. Thousands of Taoist disciples sighed with various expressions. Many kept their eyes on Xu Fan's reaction, ready to rush forward and kneel if he forgave Mingxuan, begging for survival.

If even a Supre Elder could sell his dignity, what about ordinary Taoist disciples? Besides, given Xu Fan's current strength and fa, kneeling before him isn't too hard to accept.

For a mont, the various facets of the world were vividly displayed on this Taoist Immortal Mountain.

As countless eyes focused, Xu Fan finally spoke again, his voice calm, without a trace of joy over Mingxuan's surrender, "I see, seems I misunderstood you before."

Such a simple sentence forced Mingxuan into a cold sweat, vehently waving his hand, "No, never! It was I who failed to recognize a great figure, offending Lord Xu. All is my fault, all my fault!"

Xu Fan's lips curled into a playful smile, as he lightly tapped Mingxuan's face with the Qing Niao Flying Sword, "A true man knows when to bend and when to stand. A Supre Elder kneeling before his enemy takes courage. You must bear contempt for calling you a lackey. Suppose I spare you today, future troubles would abound!"

These words, naturally a jest, as Mingxuan posed no threat to Xu Fan anymore; today Xu Fan holds the blade, Mingxuan is at to be butchered. In the future, when Xu Fan grows, Mingxuan wouldn't even qualify to catch his eye!

Yet, these jesting words shocked Mingxuan, as fear drenched him. At this mont, Mingxuan's life hung firmly in Xu Fan's hands; a single word from Xu Fan could determine his fate! In such a situation, hearing Xu Fan's penetrating words, how could Mingxuan not be fearful?

"Lord Xu, how am I a true man? Before you, I'm just an ant, insignificant..."

Driven to the extre of fear, after uttering these words, even Mingxuan doubted them. A look of resolve flashed in his eyes, and he struck fiercely between his legs with his hand.

Boom!

Blood flowed down both legs, falling to the ground. The eyelids of countless Taoist disciples twitched even as Xu Fan, witnessing Mingxuan's brutal decisiveness, inhaled sharply.

Mingxuan... ruthless enough!

Despite the pain from his violent self-castration, Mingxuan managed a smile at Xu Fan, "Lord Xu, you see, it was all a misunderstanding. How am I a true man..."

Mingxuan's self-inflicted actions caught Xu Fan off guard; he intended to kill Mingxuan, but now, seeing Mingxuan's bleeding between his legs, Xu Fan lost the will to act.

To kill a begging eunuch—Xu Fan simply couldn't bring himself to do it. Waving the Qing Niao Flying Sword disdainfully, Xu Fan spoke, "Go away!"

"Thank you, Lord Xu! Many thanks for sparing my life!"

Mingxuan rejoiced, bowing and bending to Xu Fan with gratitude, rolling and crawling away down the mountain. Fortunately, being a Mysterious Light Realm expert, Mingxuan could still move post-castration. An ordinary person likely would've fainted from the pain long ago.

Mingxuan's figure vanished from sight, while within the venue, Fu Qing remained indifferent, Bai Ying tensed and vigilant, Xu Fan stood calmly. anwhile, thousands of Taoist disciples exchanged hesitant glances.

Many had already resolved to seek Xu Fan's rcy despite potential humiliation, striving for any chance to live. With four Supre Elders dead, one surrendered and fled, Taoists were now without a Supre Elder. Were Fu Qing to order an attack, it would spell certain death for these disciples!

Thus, surrender was their only path!

They held back, rely watching Mingxuan's fate to test the waters: if Xu Fan were brutally rciless, surrendering might hasten death.

Yet who could have predicted Mingxuan's sudden drastic action, paying such a painful price to survive!

For a ti, countless Taoist disciples cursed Mingxuan's perversity in their hearts. People say predecessors plant trees, later generations enjoy shade, yet now, Mingxuan had blocked the paths of thousands of Taoist disciples!