Chapter 100
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Chapter 100: The Grandmaster’s Wisdom
Boom—
As the bell for the hour of the Snake rang,
A group of stern-faced Punishment Hall disciples escorted dozens of guilty cultivators out of the city gate in single file.
They ascended the execution platform outside the eastern gate one after another.
Close behind them were executioners wielding large knives, bare-chested!
The crowd outside, who had been observing the Grandmaster’s decree, immediately shifted their gaze.
What spectacle could rival the drama of an execution?
Yet, these guilty cultivators were quite extraordinary.
Most were young, ranging from their teens to twenties.
Though they appeared disheveled,
It was evident they had led privileged lives, starkly contrasting with ordinary low-level cultivators.
Among them was even a young maiden!
The onlookers were initially taken aback, but soon someone recognized the identities of these guilty cultivators.
They were all disciples of the Purple Palace from Yunshan City!
The crowd erupted in fervor.
These Second-generation Cultivators had previously exploited their family’s influence, behaving arrogantly and recklessly, often racing on the highways outside the city, resulting in numerous injuries and fatalities among innocent bystanders.
Yet, they had consistently evaded just punishment!
Countless people harbored deep-seated hatred for them but felt powerless to act.
Now, it seemed the heavens had finally taken notice!
Smack!
An egg whizzed through the air and struck the head of a guilty cultivator who had just knelt down.
“Die, you scoundrel!”
A cultivator dressed as a farmer gnashed his teeth in fury.
A close relative of his had tragically been struck and killed by a speeding carriage driven by a Second-generation Cultivator.
When he reported the incident to the Outer Sect Punishment Hall, they merely compensated him with two hundred spirit fragments!
Now, seeing these individuals about to face execution, he could barely contain his excitement.
He swiftly retrieved a few eggs from his storage bag.
Nearby cultivators noticed this and eagerly sought to purchase them.
“This fellow traveler, sell me two!”
“I’ll offer one spirit fragment for an egg!”
"Two spirit fragments for one, I want fifty!"
"Smash these bastards!"
Yet the farmer-clad cultivator generously opened his storage bag, refusing even a single spirit fragment, and gave out all the eggs inside.
In the next moment, the eggs rained down on the execution platform like a storm.
The second-generation cultivators were thrown into utter disarray.
The Punishment Hall disciples in charge of overseeing the execution turned a blind eye, pretending they saw nothing.
An egg struck a female guilty cultivator squarely in the face, bursting open instantly.
Golden-yellow egg yolk dripped down her fair chin, and she seemed to awaken from a dream.
This guilty cultivator was the only girl among them, and she was strikingly beautiful, around seventeen or eighteen, at the prime of her youth. Yet now, her lovely face was twisted in sheer terror.
"Father! Mother! Please save me, I don’t want to die!"
For some unknown reason, the girl’s voice had not been silenced, or perhaps it had accidentally broken free.
She cried out loudly, desperately pleading for help from the crowd below.
Her cries were heart-wrenching!
Yet, no matter how pitiful she sounded, all she received were hateful, disdainful, and mocking glances.
And even more eggs!
Someone recognized the girl: “She’s the daughter of the Chen family from the Purple Palace.”
But what could the daughter of a noble family do?
"The sect’s ironclad laws cannot be violated; beheading serves as an example to all!"
The time had come. An elder from the Punishment Hall stepped onto the execution platform, shouted sternly, and unfurled a scroll in his hand.
As he began to read the charges, several elderly men and women, each holding children, sneaked close to the execution platform, pulling out spirit stones to try and bribe the supervising disciples.
They sought a more convenient way.
Instead, they were met with a severe scolding: "Get out, get out, get out!"
"You foolish, ignorant people! Not discerning right from wrong and believing rumors. If you dare do this again, you will all be expelled from the mountain!"
The elderly men and women immediately fled in panic, forgetting about the rice balls in their storage bags.
They did not notice that neither the Punishment Hall disciples nor the executioners above were the same people as before!
"Execute!"
"Execute!"
"Execute!"
Heads rolled, pushing the crowd’s emotions to a fever pitch.
"The Grandmaster is wise!"
It was unclear who started the cheer, but countless cultivators followed suit, shouting in unison, "May it last for a thousand years!"
The splattering blood fell onto the earth, drop by drop, like freshly blossomed flowers!
Hundreds of miles away, atop Taihao Peak, the clouds were thin and the breeze gentle.
Countless Purple Jade Orchids bloomed in succession, vying for beauty around an elegant bamboo pavilion.
Inside the bamboo pavilion,
the Grandmaster of the Yunyang Sect, Ji Guandao, sat across from a palace-dressed woman.
They played chess and chatted leisurely.
He casually made a move, smiling as he said, "Junior Sister, you’ve worked hard this time."
"It’s my duty,"
the palace-dressed woman replied thoughtfully, "Both of the Realms have accepted the gifts, but I sense they are not very pleased."
"Pay them no mind."
Ji Guandao’s smile faded as he responded coldly, "Sharing a portion with them is merely out of respect for fellow cultivators. Otherwise, the Masters of the sect colluding with the Purple Palace to enrich themselves would only disgrace their Golden Core reputation!"
"These petty schemers will turn to dust when calamity strikes."
He casually pushed the chessboard aside, stood up with his hands clasped behind his back, and gazed at the sea of flowers outside the pavilion. "Junior Sister, the spiritual tide is about to rise. We cultivators must seize the moment, or we will fail to honor this fleeting time!"
The palace-dressed woman stared at his back, a flicker of admiration in her Phoenix eyes.
Officially, she was his Junior Sister.
In truth, he was both a brother and a father figure, offering her endless support and guidance in her cultivation.
She had always trusted the Grandmaster’s schemes.
She was willing to be the sharpest sword in his hand!
"By the way,"
the palace-dressed woman suddenly recalled something and said, "Yin Honghui’s illegitimate son, Yin Derong, was killed. He sought Zhuge Mingyi to use the Heavenly Merit technique to trace the murderer, which resulted in Zhuge Mingyi suffering a backlash, damaging his cultivation and lifespan."
This was the only unexpected variable in the plan.
"I am already aware of this."
Ji Guandao replied indifferently, "The Dao has fifty paths, and heaven has forty-nine; if one escapes, it matters not who they are. As long as it does not disrupt the greater plan, let them be!"
"Mm."
The palace-dressed woman nodded and set aside this rather puzzling matter.
She had more pressing tasks to attend to.
Although the plan was progressing smoothly,
the deep-rooted issues accumulated over a thousand years at the Yunyang Sect were not so easily resolved.
"Brother, I will take my leave."
Ji Guandao did not turn around: "Go ahead."
In the next moment, the palace-dressed woman transformed into a streak of sword light, soaring out of the bamboo pavilion and vanishing into the sky in an instant.
Ji Guandao gazed at the sprawling Purple Jade Orchids, a trace of mockery on his face.
Everyone believed he adored Purple Jade Orchids above all else.
But few knew that the tale of his childhood sweetheart was one he had deliberately spread while drunk.
The childhood bond was real, and the pact with the Purple Palace was real.
But Ji Guandao did not truly care for Purple Jade Orchids.
Without this story of "childhood sweethearts, a pact with the Purple Palace, and an exclusive love for Purple Jade,"
how could he have captured the attention of the previous Grandmaster’s beloved daughter, a foolish woman?
In the end, he successfully won her heart.
He rose to the status of a Grandmaster disciple and mastered the Nine Transformations of Yunlong.
He achieved his current position!
