To prevent Flat-Headed Sister from being unable to suppress her violent temper and causing trouble on the road, Venerable Ye decided to personally escort her to Si Lian’s side.
“You’ve really come around?” Venerable Ye asked, still harborring skepticism in his heart.
“I’ve really come around,” Gan Ruǎnruǎn nodded repeatedly.
“No matter what kind of life it is, it’s not as happy as living a fulfilling one, moving toward a goal step by step.”
Venerable Ye curled his lip.
What pretty words. At the end of the day, wasn’t it just because she couldn’t stand the pit-latrine-like environment in the prison?
Children were just fussy; they just needed to suffer a little bit.
Take his own worthless daughter, for example.
She insisted on traveling the world, chasing after poetry and the horizon… Once he broke both of her legs, she became honest.
From then on, she never mentioned those messy things again and obediently married a foreigner from Xiniu Hezhou.
Supposedly, she was killed by those man-eating foreigners shortly after marrying over there, but it didn’t matter.
A married daughter was like spilled water; anyway, she had already been exchanged for a sufficient amount of precious cultivation Resources, hadn’t she?
As for retribution… Hah, the Underworld was gone.
Ever since the day of the Collapse of Reincarnation, no one feared things like karmic retribution anymore.
Only power and schemes were absolute reliances.
Venerable Ye knocked on Si Lian’s door.
Si Lian leaned against the doorframe, looking hazy with intoxication.
Gan Ruǎnruǎn looked ashamed: “I’m sorry…”
“It’s fine,” Si Lian interrupted, gently rubbing Gan Ruǎnruǎn’s head and bringing her inside the door.
“It’s good that you’re back. Hmm… but you need to take a bath.”
After letting Gan Ruǎnruǎn into the room, Si Lian took out the Soul Seeking Crystal and handed it to Venerable Ye: “Take it, but I won’t return your horse to you yet.”
“Where is the horse?” Venerable Ye was very depressed.
“You drank too much that day and didn’t settle the bill, so I had no choice but to sell your horse to someone else. If you want it, go redeem it yourself.” Si Lian waved her hand impatiently.
Taking the Soul Seeking Crystal, Venerable Ye let out a cold laugh.
This matter was not that simple.
Venerable Ye turned around, feeling refreshed.
The Soul Seeking Crystal was locked onto Gan Ruǎnruǎn.
Now, he would just wait to see when they would leave.
“Oh, right,” Si Lian smiled at Venerable Ye. “Thanks for the wine. You’re a pretty good friend.”
“You’re welcome,” Venerable Ye responded indifferently.
“I hope you can have a family reunion soon, too. On this day next year, I’ll come find you for a drink again.” Si Lian said sincerely.
“Sure, I’ll come looking for you too,” Because, on this day next year, it will be the anniversary of your death, Si Lian.
Venerable Ye turned and walked away.
Thinking that Si Lian probably wouldn’t leave the city for a while, he ran to the prison.
There was still a big Fish waiting for him there—perhaps an even bigger Fish than Si Lian.
Because Gan Ruǎnruǎn had already left, the Cultivators in the prison cleaned the facility as quickly as possible, clearing out the sewers…
These tasks seemed tedious, but for a Xuanhuan World, they were very simple matters.
Only then did Jiang Ke’er dare to take off the hazmat suit and gas mask she was wearing.
She hadn’t participated in the riot just now; instead, she had hidden in a pile of straw wearing the hazmat suit.
Her sentence wouldn’t be increased, so she would be released today upon finishing her sentence.
“When did Gan Ruǎnruǎn enter the prison?” Venerable Ye suddenly returned to the prison and questioned the jailer.
Venerable Ye’s return was completely outside of Jiang Ke’er’s expectations, and she felt a faint sense of unease in her heart.
“Reporting to the Great One, it was eight days ago.” The Punishment Official replied.
“Very good,” Venerable Ye said with satisfaction.
“Bring all the prisoners who entered the prison within the last eight days to the execution ground, regardless of the charges.”
“Yes.”
The sudden turn of events made Jiang Ke’er panic a little.
Wild Honored Ones were indeed much harder to deal with than those pampered ones in the Zun Sect.
The Honored Ones in the Sects knew nothing about anything other than cultivation and combat, but someone like Venerable Ye, who had fought his way up from the ranks of Scattered Cultivators, was completely different.
What meticulous thinking.
He had actually seen that someone in the prison was secretly in contact with Gan Ruǎnruǎn; it was likely Gan Ruǎnruǎn’s careless talking to herself that had caught the attention of an informant.
“Move!”
The jailer also handcuffed Jiang Ke’er’s hands and shoved her toward the execution ground.
The plan had changed.
Jiang Ke’er was anxious, but she couldn’t think of any countermeasures.
With an Honored One keeping watch, she had no chance of escape.
A bloody wind blew across the empty loess execution ground as Venerable Ye examined the prisoners being escorted there one by one.
“Qing Yi, I know you’re here.”
As soon as Venerable Ye spoke, Jiang Ke’er was startled.
How terrifying was this guy’s informant network? If he hadn’t already completely grasped the movements of everyone in the Bagpipe Squad, it would be impossible to guess her identity directly.
She had originally thought the opponent was just a Guardian Venerable of a single city, and even if his power was great, it would have limits.
Now it seemed that it wasn’t just that the City Lord’s power in this city had been completely hollowed out by him… it was more likely that he even held control over the forces of the surrounding cities, which was why he could know about Jie Shui and the others entering the city so clearly.
“Someone wants to see you. If you come out voluntarily, I can guarantee I won’t kill you.”
As Venerable Ye spoke, he personally grabbed a prisoner’s hair and pressed him into the slot of the execution Knife on the platform.
Hand raised, Knife fell.
Simple as cutting a bunch of celery, the prisoner’s body was severed in two, falling on both sides of the Knife, twitching and screaming miserably.
The shocking scene didn’t make Jiang Ke’er feel much fear; this kind of imagery was just child’s play in battles between Cultivators.
Many things she had seen, and many she had personally caused, were far more cruel than this.
She was very curious about who exactly wanted to see her.
Thinking carefully, there were really too many people watching her.
Ever since she became the Cultivator of the Year, countless people hoped she would die a horrible death, or wanted to use her for profit.
She didn’t know which bastard had pushed her to the forefront of the storm.
Even now, she hadn’t figured out why the title of Cultivator of the Year ended up falling on the head of a politically incorrect member of the Demon Race like herself…
“Not coming out?”
Venerable Ye grabbed another prisoner and sent them to the Knife.
“Is it you?” He looked at the prisoner with a smile.
“It’s me, it’s me!” The prisoner nodded repeatedly.
“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me! I am Qing Yi! You said if I stood out, you wouldn’t kill me!”
“Oh?” Venerable Ye raised an eyebrow.
“Your Disguise Technique is truly impressive, to actually be able to disguise a woman into a living man.”
“It’s… it’s like that,” the prisoner said, bracing himself.
“Then undo your disguise and let me see.”
“This…” The prisoner’s face turned pale, and he stammered, unable to speak.
Psh—
The Knife fell.
“Wu, Mama…” Eggy rubbed her sleepy eyes and poked her head out from Jiang Ke’er’s arms.
She had been hiding inside Jiang Ke’er’s inner robe to sleep earlier, since it would be too conspicuous to continue cosplaying as a hairpin in prison.
“Shh!”
Jiang Ke’er hurriedly pressed Eggy back down.
Unfortunately, how could this possibly escape the eyes of an Honored One?