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"Big news! Wei Wuxian has died!"
Less then a day has passed since the explosion on the Yilling Burial Mounds shook the world, and the news spreads through the cultivation world as if it sprouted wings, surpassing even the speed of light.
From the prominent clan leaders to rogue cultivators, everyone is discussing the unexpected actions of the maverick of the cultivation world.
"The Yilling Patriarch has died? Who could have killed him?"
"Who other then the strongest cultivator of our time - he himself!"
"""WHAT!??"""
The entire tavern exploded at such outrageous claims!
"You must jest!! Why would the man that has the arrogance of the devil and the power to boot it decide to just end it all?"
"Friend, I'm telling you, what happened is truly unbelievable! Listen, the explosion that reverbed through the world was the aftermath of the Stygian Tyger Amulet's destruction. I heard that it shook the lands three times! And the one who destroyed it should be a no-brainer to guess - it's creator, Wei Wuxian! It is said that nothing remained of the man; not body, nor hair! One gruesome death, to be eaten alive! Even his soul dissipated, not to ever enter the reincarnation cycle!"
Everyone was transfixed on the old man's words, as if they heard the greatest of parables!
"...This Wei Wuxian, he's not that bad after all!"
"Maybe this is his form of penance for going astray."
"I mean, his single but most severe sin was that of cultivating the dark path. Back then, Wei Wuxian was one of the most promising cultivators, coming from a humble background, but succeeding in placing 4th on the list of young masters, despite his unfortunate past."
"I once had the pleasure of speaking with him - and let me tell you, he had his way with words; quiet the respectuos flirt!"
A lot of people sighted - in grief, disappointment or wishfulnes - no one really knew.
"This proves that one can only cultivate by following the right path-" before the man could continue, he was interrupted.
"But didn't he - not just once, but twice - destroyed the nightmares of the people? The dark path didn't succed in using his power for evil - even sacrificing himself in the end!"
"Indeed, I wonder what made such a soul need the power of the dead!"
"Hey, you know, I've heard that, after Lotus Pier's masacre..."
After Wei Wuxian's death, the period is drawn on the topic. The discussions of the people are mostly the same, contemplating the cultivation world's most unconventional man.
The opinion of the public was divided.
The frigid and stiff old men of the Jianku were of opinion that The Yilling Patriarch was devil incarnate - what could excuse the use of demonic cultivation?
The more open-minded individuals made their goal to find the reason one such as him would commit heresy.
As such, a state of ambivalence enveloped the palins of China. The subject of The Patriach brought a lot of controversy, and his actions were micro analyzed.
Everyone had an opinion, from the homeless children of the streets to the sect leaders, up on their golden thrones.
And so, a year passed, and a second, then a third, a fourth, and yet, the fluctuation remained in the air, one question still alive in everyone's mind:
What is the truth?