Chapter 330: Wan’er, After Death
Dusk tinged the sky curtain yellow. Outside the South Gate of Tianan City, cultivators had already gathered to watch the spectacle.
Su Wan’er had lived freely for decades, and her title “Immortal Thief” resounded throughout the Central, Southern, and Western Regions. Many cultivators had come to catch a glimpse of the ancestor of thieves who had once thrown the Southern Domain’s Yinri Sect into chaos.
Among the crowd were even descendants of the Immortal Thief, as criminals of Su Wan’er’s caliber often left behind verbal “treasure maps” before their deaths, saying things like “I have hidden my cultivation method in such and such a place.”
Ye Anping had booked seats at noon. He was currently sitting by a window on the second floor of a restaurant, directly facing the execution platform, while Feng Yu Die sat beside him, endlessly devouring roasted chicken.
“I really want to see what the person who deflowered the Lin family’s thousand-year-old daughter from the Western Regions looks like.”
“It wasn’t just the Lin family. I heard Elder Hu of the Yinri Sect’s daughter was also ruined by this Immortal Thief… But I still want to see if the Immortal Thief will reveal the location of his stolen goods and spirit stones before being executed. He stole so many valuable things; whoever gets them will be rich!”
“The Xing Tian Division likely already knows all that. Will it be our turn?”
“Heh… maybe…”
All the customers on the second floor of the restaurant were discussing Su Wan’er’s past “great achievements.”
Ye Anping wasn’t particularly interested; he knew most of it. However, when Feng Yu Die heard that she had ruined the Lin family’s thousand-year-old daughter, her fur bristled:
“Huh? Young Master Ye, is that true? She ruined the Lin family’s daughter?”
Hearing this, Ye Anping picked up his teacup and took a sip. Recalling how Feng Yu Die had dealt with Su Wan’er in the game, dark lines appeared on his face as he explained:
“That Lin family’s daughter was already close with a young cultivator. She was disgraced without her family’s knowledge. Coincidentally, Su Wan’er went to steal something, and that person, to cover it up, pinned the blame for her deflowering on Su Wan’er.”
“Ah?”
“As for Elder Hu’s daughter from the Yinri Sect, the situation was similar. No matter where she went, she had to carry a heavy burden…”
“I see…”
Feng Yu Die scratched the back of her head and continued to gnaw on her roasted chicken.
It was at this moment that the noisy street suddenly fell silent.
Several cultivators from the Xing Tian Division at the Foundation Establishment Stage appeared at the end of the street, pulling Su Wan’er, who wore a hood, with countless chains. Her fake chest was nowhere to be seen, and with the hood on, her gender was indistinguishable.
The two burly men at the next table were also speculating about the Immortal Thief’s gender:
“Hmm? Doesn’t she look like a girl? Didn’t the Immortal Thief ruin many girls?”
“Can’t a girl ruin a girl? Do you know about double-headed dragons?”
Feng Yu Die was slightly stunned upon hearing this and immediately caught the keywords. It sounded like a substitute for “que que,” so she quickly looked up and asked:
“Young Master Ye, what is a double-headed dragon?”
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“… …” Ye Anping’s lips parted slightly. After a moment of hesitation, he frowned and rebuked, “Eat your roasted chicken!”
Feng Yu Die twisted her eyebrows and complained:
“Tell me, what is it? From what they’re saying, is the double-headed dragon a substitute for ‘que que’? With that thing, can girls have children together?”
Ye Anping’s eyes turned cold. He glanced resentfully at the two passersby at the next table, then shook his head and said:
“Ask Xiao Tian when we get back. It should know.”
“Oh…”
Ye Anping sighed, but he couldn’t help but think that Xiao Yunluo might actually have such a thing in her Storage Bag. He should have taken advantage of Xiao Yunluo sleeping to sort through everything in her Storage Bag.
Those things were not beneficial for her cultivation. Dual Cultivation through Dao integration could improve one’s cultivation, but excessive indulgence was merely a drain on one’s Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang, bringing harm and no benefit.
After returning to the Xuan Xing Sect, he would find an opportunity to thoroughly search Xiao Yunluo’s room and burn all those things.
As his thoughts swirled, Su Wan’er had already been escorted by the disciples of the Xing Tian Division to the execution ground.
The execution ground was a high platform built of wood, with three tents set up behind it.
Liang Zhu and several disciples of the Xing Tian Division stood on the platform with their hands behind their backs, waiting. Seeing that Su Wan’er was in position, they looked up towards Ye Anping.
After Ye Anping nodded, he took out Spirit Stones from his Storage Bag and placed them on the table.
“Let’s go.”
“Ah? I haven’t finished my roasted chicken yet.”
“Carry it and we’ll go.”
“Oh…”
The two of them got up from their seats, took the half-eaten roasted chicken on the table, and went downstairs. Meanwhile, Su Wan’er was escorted into one of the tents above the execution platform.
A Xing Tian Division official, dressed in scholarly robes, stepped forward, unfurled a scroll in his hand, and announced:
“Su Wan’er, a female cultivator from Jiangzhou in the Western Regions, at the Core Formation early stage. Has stolen Magical Artifacts and Earthly Treasures worth millions of Spirit Stones in the Western, Southern, and Central Regions, and defiled twelve young masters and ladies from Great Families…”
Upon hearing this, the crowd below was stunned:
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—”Wow, she likes both men and women…”
—”What the hell? Twelve of them? I knew about the Lin family and Elder Hu of Yinri Sect…”
The official in scholarly robes took a deep breath and used his Core Formation spiritual pressure to suppress them:
“Silence!! Today, all cases are combined, and the execution will be by arrow! The hour has arrived, begin the judgment!!”
He took out a jade pendant from his Storage Bag and smashed it heavily onto the execution platform. It transformed into a stream of light and dissipated, causing two large drums on the platform to boom.
Dong Dong Dong—
Accompanied by the drumbeats, Su Wan’er, who had been taken into the tent behind, was brought out by two Xing Tian Division disciples and tied to a stone pillar in the center of the platform with Binder Immortal Ropes.
The official in scholarly robes stepped forward, pulled off her hood, revealing a face as pale as a sheet.
“Do you have any last words?”
“… …”
“If not, then the execution will commence. Draw the bow!!”
However, several people near the front of the crowd looked at the “Su Wan’er” whose hood had been removed with confusion, whispering amongst themselves:
“This person is the Immortal Thief? I don’t think so. Did the Xing Tian Division fake it?”
“Speak softly… don’t let the Xing Tian Division hear. But I also don’t think so… I heard before that the Immortal Thief was a suave, handsome man. Although this person is quite good-looking, there’s a sense of evil about them, like a Demonic cultivator…”
With an order, a burly man with a black cloth over his head, standing behind the execution platform, raised a heavy iron bow weighing over a hundred pounds. He nocked a golden iron arrow, drew the bowstring, and aimed at “Su Wan’er” tied to the pillar.
As the official in scholarly robes raised his hand, the “Su Wan’er,” who had been looking down silently, suddenly raised her head. Her voice, amplified by spiritual power, echoed:
“The name of the Immortal Thief shall forever remain on Tianxing Mountain!!”
The somewhat delicate female voice resounded through the street, reaching the ears of the onlookers below and in the surrounding restaurants. Most people immediately understood that she was saying: “She has left her legacy somewhere on Tianxing Mountain.”
This single sentence dispelled the doubts of those below who were discussing the Immortal Thief’s identity.
The next moment, the official in scholarly robes waved his hand:
“Fire!!”
Swish—!
The golden-feathered arrow pierced through “Su Wan’er’s” chest. Blood splattered over seven feet away. Her head, which had been tilted up, twitched for a moment before suddenly drooping. Like a puppet, it swayed twice and then fell still.
—Su Wan’er, who bore the name of the Immortal Thief, thus perished.
