Daily life of a cultivation judge

"What do you mean by that?" sect master Pan Xue wearily asked as his gaze inadvertently fell on the area that Yang Qing guessed was where the retired supreme elder was having his death seclusion.

There was a short period of silence as Yang Qing debated whether to secretly transmit what Yen Xue had told him about the odds of the retired supreme elder who was unlikely to take that leap forward into the middle stage of the palace realm and now only had 50-70 years at most to live.

Ultimately, Yang Qing decided against it as he replied,

"Few things if any are completely guaranteed in life, things as they often do, inevitably happen.

As a sect master, those below you hope for the best as for you, it's your job to plan for the worst as with any leader of an organization. 

It's common practise isn't it, but none of that matters now.." Yang Qing said with another sigh.

"I Judge Yang Qing on behalf of the Order vote in favor of outer sect disciple Ma Qi to terminate his discipleship with the Striding Falcon Sect on grounds of betrayal of the sacred relationship between a sect and its disciples as listed in the Cultivation Ethics Charter.

In addition, this ruling extends to all outer sect disciples willing to leave. You are free to leave the sect should you wish to do so, and the Order will guarantee your freedom to do so..." Yang Qing said.

"With the continuous practice I had at the Medical Valley, and the improvements to my physique, I should be able to do this in one go.." thought Yang Qing as he brought his palms together.

A vast transcendent aura filled with life was immediately released from his body. Boundless qi was immediately released from his body which brought a refreshing and rejuvenating sensation to all around him.

Immediately after the appearance of his spiritual qi which was waves of blue and green light that had a subtle indistinct weak purple light flashing within it, triggered the growth of vegetation on the ground below him in rapid succession.

The vegetation covered 100 meters within a single breadth and continued to expand outwards without any signs of slowing down.

A radiant light was released from Yang Qing's body as below him the blue-green spiritual qi being released from his body coalesced and formed a small green puddle. From within that puddle grew a small sapling.

Within microseconds, both the puddle and the sapling had grown in size. The puddle was not a puddle anymore but a small pond and the sapling was not a sapling anymore but a two-meter tree.

A presence of eternal and ethereal tranquility was being released from the tree and the pond the larger they became. The tree was crystal clear and was crisscrossed by red and orange empyrean lights which added a more mystical nature to the tree while the waters below flowed with green-blue lights.

The earth rumbled as they both increased in size and it only stopped when the pond was the size of a small lake and the tree had grown to about 800 meters with wide branches and an ethereal light surrounding it.

Yang Qing's tiny figure could be spotted seated in a lotus position with his hands placed in front of his abdomen forming an oval seal.

Fusang's flame water of resurgence

Ma Qi, the elders, the chief elder, the sect master, and every member of the Striding Falcon Sect were all left speechless when they saw a massive tree and lake suddenly appear next to their sect.

Both the tree and the lake looked and felt real if one overlooked the transcendent and ethereal aura that surrounded them.

Yang Qing couldn't help but nod in satisfaction as he saw the height of the tree and the extent of the ocean.

He felt gratified that his labors were not in vain. 

The Fusang's flame of water resurgence was a tier-grade cultivation it was a multifaceted cultivation art that had defensive capabilities, healing, purification, and purging abilities in one. It was also one of the few top-tier blue-grade cultivation arts that he had mastered to perfection.

The reason blue-grade cultivation arts and above were so greatly sought after other than their terrifying abilities, was the sentience of the art. The fusang tree below him wasn't any less real than any other palace rank spiritual tree with sentience, while the lake below him was habitable to all manner of lifeforms.

The art could operate autonomously without the user needing to guide it and it could absorb spiritual qi independently without needing to drain the user to sustain it.

Achieving sentience was the symbol that one had cultivated the art to perfection.

Yang Qing decided to go all out and launch the cultivation art for its presence to deter the Striding Falcon Sect from trying anything, and the other was its healing and purification effects. Among the arts he cultivated it was the best at it, especially in cleansing impurities that had even pervaded the soul and was the one that maximized his yin-yang jade physique the most.

 In a single swift motion, Yang Qing waved his hand forward which triggered a reaction from the lake and the fusang tree. The Fusang tree turned into a blaze of red-orange flame that combined with the green-blue ocean, creating a light that was a combination of the four colors.

The light rumbled and dispersed in the direction of the Striding Falcon Sect.

The Chief Elder had wanted to say something, however, he found his whole body firmly restricted in place, him and the other elders along with the sect master. They could not move their bodies an inch, or speak, all they could do was watch the radiant rainbow-looking light descend on their sect like an ocean wave.

The light ignored the protection arrays as it spread throughout the region filled with outer sect disciples.

Limbs regrew in an instant, grievous injuries were immediately wiped out from the disciples that were washed by the light, all sorts of deformities were immediately cured, and their skins were no longer pale or dry, but had rosiness and elasticity to them.

It was like the whole outer residence had received a cleansing. 

Countless disciples stood there in disbelief shocked at what was happening around them. Those who had missing limbs couldn't help but check and recheck the regrown limbs to confirm if it was real, those with huge injuries felt the parts where the injuries had been wondering if it was an illusion while countless others looked at the changes around them.

Tears started trickling down the eyes of some, while others yelled in joy, and others just stood in silence, overwhelmed by the whole thing.

"Chuanli is this real, is this my hand?"

"Zheng is this skin mine, wasn't it filled with the lacerations of the emerald caterpillar? I thought I'd looked like a shredded human all my life. This can't be real.."

"The purple veins and the choking breath caused by that potion are all gone.."

"My eyes don't feel like I've been submerged in lava.."

"You bastard Sun Qiao, why are you sniffing, stay away.."

"The smell, the smell is gone, that rotten stench is gone. Deiming, you no longer smell like a rotten corpse.."

"Huh, mmmh!! you're right, Sun Qiao. The smell is gone, and I can finally say hi to sister Wengling finally. But wait.."

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Brother Qiao can you help me confirm, the smell is gone everywhere.."

"Sister Meilin, is this real, can we leave this place?"

"I don't know, I hope so.."

"Has my mind finally broken that I'm seeing things? Grandpa I tried, I really tried but it seems I couldn't hold on.

Senior brother, can you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"If you see me start to pay respects to the grass and treat them like my parents and ancestors, please knock me out and throw my body to the farm.."

"I will, but you have to do the same for me because I think I'm losing my mind too. Those bastards!!!"

Countless reactions flooded the outer region as the outer sect disciples celebrated the changes while others thought they had lost their minds. No matter the reason, the outer sect region that was a land of desolation and despair now had a transformation to it.