The swordsman was escorted down the long and gloomy street.
A cold wind swept through the avenue, rustling a few strands of disheveled hair.
Narrowing his eyes, the shackles on his hands and feet couldn't truly bind a strong warrior of the Town-Guarding Realm. What truly restrained him was the prestige of the Xian Dynasty's emperor and the brutal torture that was about to come.
His Majesty was a true iron-blooded ruler.
Whether in the civilian areas or the wilderness, opinions on His Majesty were mixed.
His methods were indeed ruthless, with many a soul falling under his blade.
Yet, the Zun Tian Xian Dynasty was indeed maintaining eternal peace under his rule.
For ten thousand years, day in and day out.
The emperor had never made a major mistake in his decisions.
Behind all seemingly cruel choices lay rational thinking.
Take the classic train dilemma for example.
There were five mischievous children on the tracks that should have been clear, and to avoid crushing them, one would have to switch to another track that was originally safe but had only one child on it.
What to choose?
The emperor would not make a decision based on the number of lives.
Nor would he consider good or evil.
He only cared about which side could bring more benefits to the Xian Dynasty.
It was like an eagle teaching its young; capable fledglings naturally could soar at the critical moment, gaining more resources and a stronger future.
Those who couldn't spread their wings in time deserved to fall to their death at the bottom of the cliff.
He had no emotions; he was the epitome of rationality, an absolute cold-blooded monarch.
For instance, the swordsman now was a fledgling that deserved to die at the bottom of the cliff.
But the swordsman did not feel a life of desolation.
On both sides of the long street, the beasts roared, and tens of thousands of immortal citizens surrounded the execution platform.
The swordsman was not of royal blood; he was a man with emotions.
But ever since his wife and daughter died in the schemes of a bigwig in a border city, his life was accompanied only by a long sword.
The Fourth Prince used his power to avenge him, personally taking action and secretly killing the border city's powerful general with him. So why not die for the Fourth Prince?
That rainy night, he struck thirty-six thousand cuts on his enemy, perfecting his swordsmanship.
Now, he only needed one cut to end this boring life.
It was worth it!
...
There was no midday sun, nor a drama where an imperial envoy rushed on horseback, holding a decree of amnesty and shouting "Spare the person under the knife."
The executioner, dressed in black linen, swung his huge axe fiercely.
The head was separated from the body, but the cut on the neck instantly sprouted buds of flesh.
For peers or even stronger beings, it was easy to kill a living being.
But for an executioner of only the Emperor Realm to kill a strong warrior of the Town-Guarding Realm with his own strength was nothing but a fantasy.
Just like now.
Even if the swordsman's cultivation was abolished, the executioner's sharp axe still had a powerful tearing effect, and he could only cut off the other's head, unable to prevent his self-healing.
He didn't have that ability.
The swordsman's body was still self-healing, every drop of blood was full of strong vitality, and the sword intent released was so strong that even the executioner couldn't help but retreat several steps.
But, just as his body was about to reconnect.
A blood-colored array suddenly lit up on the execution platform.
The swordsman's body suddenly stagnated, and then, with a bang, exploded into a sky full of blood mist.
Su Huai witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and the status bar about the swordsman in his eyes instantly turned to [Dead], and the entire panel quickly disintegrated and disappeared.
"Dead."
Lin Wanxi also watched the execution and nodded slightly: "There is a blood-killing array of the boundary level on the execution platform. Under non-resistance, even an ordinary boundary master can't withstand the time it takes to drink a cup of tea."
"Let alone Liu Qianhao, who is only in the late stage of the Town-Guarding Realm."
Lin Wanxi knew the name of the swordsman, and Su Huai was not surprised.
After all, the Lin family is a heavy official of the Xian Dynasty. It would be really strange if they didn't have their own intelligence channels.
The death of a strong warrior of the Town-Guarding Realm caused the onlookers to make a fuss.
The cultivation world's customs were fierce, and although everyone was not used to such bloody scenes, they would not be scared to the point of soiling themselves and losing their souls.
Of course, the burst of blood mist was quickly absorbed by the array, and the people under the execution platform could not take big white steamed buns to go over and soak in the blood, artificially creating the legendary "divine medicine" for treating diseases.
On the other side, Li Yunyi watched this scene, still expressionless.
But Li Sidao seemed to have a lot of feelings, and after a long time, he sighed and turned his head to look at Li Yunyi's extremely indifferent face.
"The person who assassinated you is dead. Do you know who the mastermind behind him is?"
"I don't know." Li Yunyi shook his head decisively.
"Every royal heir participating in the struggle for the throne is suspicious."
Li Sidao looked up at the surrounding crowd.
"Is it possible that he will appear here to bid farewell to his subordinate?"
"Impossible."
"From the moment I escaped the palace alive, that person is no longer a subordinate of a certain prince. He will only be a secret assassin who attempts to harm members of the royal family, or a traitor who tries to go against the court."
Li Sidao was completely speechless.
She lowered her eyes and tightened the long sword in her hand.
"What about the poison on you?"
"..."
"You help me find the medicine, I'll kill for you."
"Do you not want to go back to revenge and continue to be a princess?"
"I don't know."
Li Yunyi's eyes were still calm.
For the future, she was indeed confused.
With a strange poison in her body, she could only exert thirty percent of her strength, and her combat power could only be compared with the average middle stage of the Town-Guarding Realm.
Not to mention if several good brothers found out, they might be subject to a second assassination.
"Forget it, if it really doesn't work, after the martial arts competition, you can temporarily leave the Xian Dynasty with me. Only outside the territory of the Xian Dynasty, it is possible to find a way to interpret it for you."
"I understand."
"It's a pity that the Medicine King Xian Dynasty suffered a heavy blow a few years ago, and the reputation of the Dan Medicine Holy Land has gradually been replaced by a secondary force... If it really doesn't work, you can try your luck with the Wood Spirit Clan. Or try to get a piece of the Liu Yue Spirit."
Li Sidao thought for a while and nodded.
The Wood Spirit Clan she had also heard of, even when it was called the Dan Medicine Holy Land at its peak, it was just a younger brother compared to the Wood Spirit Clan.
But the Wood Spirit Clan is not a good hall.
To get their help, it is necessary to pay a huge price.
Compared with this, the cost of obtaining the Liu Yue Spirit is smaller.
Although this thing is extremely rare and very rare, it needs to rely on luck...
But at least for the true inheritors of the Desert God Country and the Mist Tower, the Liu Yue Spirit produced in the desert area of the Chaos Land may not be unattainable.
...
The blood mist completely dissipated, and after the law enforcement team and the executioner left together, the onlookers under the execution platform also slowly dispersed.
This matter will inevitably become the talk of the town in the wine shops and alleys of the Floating Cloud City for a good period of time, after all, the melon-eating masses are the largest mysterious group of the human race.
But all this has nothing to do with Li Sidao and the two women.
Of course, it has nothing to do with Su Huai.
After watching the execution, he inquired about the date of the martial arts competition, and then shrank back into the Changle Street, continuing his life as a "Huai Ye" indulging in pleasure.
It's just that from time to time, he would "accidentally meet" Lin Wanxi in various entertainment venues.
This dangerous woman seems to have no idea what face is, and she has replicated all the routines Su Huai used to chase Chu Siyu.
Unfortunately, Su Huai is not that silly girl Chu Siyu.
He happily accepts Lin Wanxi's treats and various courtesies while
cursing Lin Wanxi in his heart as a big fool.
Perhaps this is the difference between a good girl and a green tea bitch?
A good girl like Chu Siyu would subconsciously refuse the kindness of strangers, and would not deliberately hang on to others. Even if she really accepts the other party, she would think about how to give back, which is a real two-way run.
And Su Huai's current state is a real green tea bitch, completely treating Lin Wanxi as a big victim.
You want to please me, I accept.
What? You want me to pay? You want me to respond to you?
Don't make trouble.
I'm going to take a bath.
I'm going to eat.
I'm going to sleep.
In short, I don't have time to deal with you now, let's talk later, next time for sure.
Lin Wanxi, who has never been exposed to this routine, can't understand Su Huai's heart at all.
She even complacently believes that the relationship between the two has made progress.
It is really being pua'ed by Brother Su, pua'ed clearly!