Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Today at noon, it was precisely the time Ye Lingyue announced to execute the remnants of the Jin Wu Sect at the city gates.

To avoid any mishaps, Ye Lingyue personally headed to the Dan City prison to fetch the convicts.

Upon entering the prison, the curses and angry roars of the imprisoned evil alchemists of the Jin Wu Sect were unceasing.

The once haughty Jin Wu Wanderer, now disheveled, had been force-fed a Transformation Pill by Ye Lingyue, dispersing all his Primordial Power.

Several dirty rats scurried by his side. Upon seeing Ye Lingyue, he disregarded the iron chains on his body and lunged towards the prison gate, shaking it loudly.

"Bitch Ye, don't be smug, my master will surely come to save us."

Even now, the Jin Wu Wanderer and his cohorts were stubbornly hopeful.

"Someone come, pull out this man's tongue, so as not to soil my ears with his filth," Ye Lingyue commanded with a wave of her hand. A prison guard stepped forward, pinning down the loudly shouting Jin Wu Wanderer.

The prison quieted down, the evil alchemists all fell silent.

This girl, who smiles with a lively charm like a new moon, had after this period, transformed into a demon in their eyes.

"Link them one by one, and should anyone dare to flee, you won't need to wait till noon; I'll send you on your way," Ye Lingyue had no sympathy for these evil alchemists who had caused the death of countless people.

Before noon arrived, a human wall had formed at the execution grounds by the city gates. A massive crowd of spectators blocked the area completely.

Ye Lingyue sat perched atop the city wall's watchtower, with Lan Cai'er and Vice Manager Cui standing beside her.

On the execution ground, nearly a hundred evil alchemists from the Jin Wu Sect were brought out.

The moment they appeared, the crowd erupted.

"Kill them."

"Swindlers guilty of countless crimes."

"Give me back my husband's life."

Among the crowd, Qiu Liuniang, with her child, picked up a stone and threw it into the execution ground. Fueled by righteous indignation, the onlookers pelted the evil alchemists with stones, causing them to bleed from their heads.

Having committed manifold atrocities in the city, today was the day the evil alchemists would meet their end.

At noon, the sun turned into a tiny white dot, blindingly intense.

Hundreds of Executioners stood together, their bright red garb glaringly conspicuous.

Ye Lingyue looked up at the stark sun, then her hand dropped.

"Noon has arrived, execute immediately."

On the drill ground, the Executioners who had already been sharpening their blades lifted the gleaming Execution Blades towards the Jin Wu Wanderer's neck.

The Jin Wu Wanderer hung his head, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to harbor nothing but despair.

"Spare him under the blade, who dares to harm the disciples of my Jin Wu Sect?" Suddenly, a gust of Yinfeng blew, and streaks of yellow smoke burst through the crowd.

The spectators immediately let out sharp cries, scattering in all directions.

Led by the Jin Wu Old Monster, the remaining hundred-odd remnants of the Jin Wu Sect charged forth with formidable might.

Today, the Jin Wu Old Monster has transformed into human form.

But he is an old man with a lion's nose and a broad mouth, tall and skinny, with a golden tooth embedded in his large mouth.

"Execute without mistake!" Ye Lingyue waved her hand, and a stream of Siamese Ghost Smoke spread from her sleeve.

In an instant, the drill grounds were engulfed in Ghost Smoke.

The hundred Executioners didn't even twitch their eyebrows, their hands moving and blades falling in swift succession.

Although Jin Wu Old Monster came prepared, one couldn't fend off a hundred hands alone. He let out a series of strange cries, pinpointed the direction, and a gust of Yinfeng whipped from his sleeve towards the location of the Jin Wu Independent Cultivator, snatching him back.

Most of these Jin Wu Sect's Evil Methods had only Third and Fourth Rank cultivations, with only the Jin Wu Independent Cultivator being the true Direct Disciple of Jin Wu Old Monster. Weighing the situation, Jin Wu Old Monster could only save the life of his cherished disciple first.

By the time the smoke cleared, the bodies of those Jin Wu Sect disciples were chopped apart on the drill grounds, souls perished under the blade.

Jin Wu Old Monster's old eyes nearly bulged out in fury.

But upon seeing his Direct Disciple, whom he had managed to save, he breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that his own disciple was safe.

The deaths of other disciples mattered less; once he killed Bitch Ye, he could slowly recruit others to replace them.

But just then, the "Jin Wu Independent Cultivator" who had been trembling in terror, unable to even speak, suddenly lifted his head. His hand with a Dagger fiercely stabbed into the Jin Wu Independent Cultivator's heart.

"Disciple, you!" The Jin Wu Independent Cultivator was in tremendous pain, while the "Jin Wu Independent Cultivator" beneath him leapt away with a "bang," transforming into Little Wuya in midair.

The dagger in Jin Wu Old Monster's chest was embedded deeply. He staggered, suddenly realizing he had been tricked.

"Hehe~ Jin Wu Old Monster, are you feeling relieved that you saved Jin Wu Independent Cultivator? Take a look, what's this?"

Ye Lingyue clapped her hands, and an Executioner appeared on the ramparts, holding a severed head. He dropped the head from the tower, which rolled to the feet of Jin Wu Old Monster.

Upon closer inspection, Jin Wu Old Monster's eyes nearly split with rage.

The severed head clearly belonged to his disciple, Jin Wu Independent Cultivator.

His hair disheveled, his face full of terror as if he was saying, "Master, come save your disciple."

Jin Wu Old Monster felt a surge of hot blood, rushing to his forehead, nearly causing a cerebral hemorrhage. Coupled with the dagger in his chest, the agony was unbearable.

Looking down at the wound, he seethed with rage; the flesh around it was rapidly decomposing, obviously poisoned.

"Despicable, it's a shame that you, an Imperial Mandate, would resort to such vile means to harm others." The Jin Wu Old Monster was poisoned with Ice Frost Poison. Ye Lingyue knew that if it came to a head-on fight, she would not match the old monster, hence the meticulously planned bait-and-switch.

She had anticipated that past noon, Jin Wu Old Monster would surely come to break the execution ground.

So, an hour earlier, she decapitated the head of Jin Wu Independent Cultivator.

"Jin Wu Old Monster, against an enemy like you, any means of resistance is justified. Over the years, how many innocent civilians in Dan City has your Jin Wu Sect killed? How does it feel, having your body slowly decomposing, turning into a puddle of blood?" Ye Lingyue stood atop the city wall, her voice clear and resounding like pearls dropping to the ground.

"Bitch, you're seeking your own death." Jin Wu Old Monster was utterly infuriated. His throat rolled, emitting a series of strange cries.

There was a loud "boom," and an unusual sound came from the Dantian of Jin Wu Old Monster. Flames suddenly flared from the wounds of his body, which was almost completely corroded by the Ice Frost Poison.

As the flames crackled and burned, the rotten flesh that had been decomposed by the Ice Frost Poison shed its toxicity, and to everyone's shock, it regenerated and grew back.

"What is that?" Ye Lingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, the smile at the corner of her mouth fading away.