Daily life of a cultivation judge



After his little match with the starlight crab, Yang Qing decided to attempt to meditate at the grounds they had been training at.

His abode was like a wild natural forest. Other than the courtyard, he did not have any other man-made features in the area. Almost all his resources were spent on the nest of the celestial nesting weaver, so his cultivation abode was usually bare, save for the pond that housed different schools of fish, the green flame tree, the duality tree, and the purple lightning bamboo field.

The rest of his abode was unoccupied. The space was a few thousand acres, and Yang Qing had occupied a tiny part of it.

When Yang Qing received this abode, he had grand ambitions of turning it into a mini-blessed ground, however, he had severely underestimated the celestial nesting weaver's gluttony and high standards when it came to the materials it required to build the nest.

So with little resources to spare, Yang Qing abandoned whatever plans he had to make use of the large acres of space and let it be. Let nature take its course.

Because of the uniqueness of his cultivation art, and his peerless jade physique, the vegetation grew rampantly in the area which Yang Qing never bothered to manage, and just let it grow to whatever lengths it could grow to, which resulted in a mini jungle forming in his backyard.

"How come none of them seem to have any changes similar to those seven that I left at the grounds of the Clear River Sword Sect.." Yang Qing muttered to himself as he examined a few of the plants in the area.

Other than being vibrant, lush, and a slightly improved quality, the plants growing in his backyard were not as special as the few he had seen at the sect grounds of the Clear River Sword Sect. 

None of the vegetation here seemed to have his universal qi in them, not the plants or even the fish he had.

Even though he mostly cultivated at the nest of the celestial nesting weaver, due to its intrinsic qualities towards boosting the speed of cultivation and comprehension, he did occasionally cultivate next to the pond, beneath the green flame tree, or even next to the jungle whenever the mood suited him.

But in all that time, not once had he ever detected any changes happening to the surrounding living organism, like what happened to a few of the creatures that were at the residence of the sect master Wang Yin, who had their bodies, and natures transformed and influenced by Yang Qing's universal qi.

Yang Qing decided to try and cultivate next to the jungle and see if he could replicate what happened in Deer Mountain Range, though he felt the odds of that happening were slim. Whatever happened there, he had been in a trance-like state, and try as he may, he could not remember the exact sensation of what was happening at that moment. 

This would thus make it difficult for him to try and replicate something he has no idea how it came about or its working mechanisms.

Yang Qing sat down in a lotus position and started circulating his cultivation art, however, after ten minutes passed by, he opened his eyes with a defeated sigh escaping his lips.

"Figures, I'm not in the right space for it.." he muttered to himself as he got up heading in the direction of the nest of the green flame tree.

Yang Qing struggled to empty his mind of distracting thoughts, which made it impossible for him to complete one complete circulation of his cultivation art.

When he saw he wasn't getting anywhere in those early minutes, rather than force it, and risk qi deviation, it was better for him to take a break from it, and just rest.

"Mmmh, maybe I should add insects, and other species of plants in the area.." Yang Qing thought to himself as he saw the wildflowers growing about, and the lack of variety in the vegetation that had taken root in his backyard.

All he had was ocean tide grass, which created a nice ambiance and background to the area, and alabaster laurel, and a few other plants here and there, that were common despite being sky-rank plants of the top tier, they were not anything special, and their qualities were only that high because of the dense spiritual qi in the area, and also soaking up Yang Qing's qi, though their bodies were not intrinsically transformed by it, like the few plants and animals at the grounds of the Clear River Sword Sect, they still had their qualities improved from constantly being around him.

After making a mental note to go search for a few insects preferably ones without a cultivation base, and find more seeds either from the Order, Yang Qing made his way up to the flaming crown of the green flame tree.

In terms of cultivation, the nest of the celestial nesting weaver was the best, but when it came to rest, the soul-soothing and restorative effects of the green flame tree, made it the best place for Yang Qing in his current state to rest at.

Even without mental struggles, it wasn't the first time Yang Qing had slept at the tree. Its gentle flames gave him the most comfortable of sleep. 

He already had a spot he had made specifically for that purpose. It had a soft-looking quilt, and the branch was covered with flaming green leaves that had the softest and gentlest feel to them, even when covered in green flames.

Yang Qing nestled himself in there, and after an hour, the effects of the tree managed to somewhat dampen the voices and the thoughts in his mind long enough for him to fall into slumber.

Even though the sleep wasn't as deep as it usually was for him, Yang Qing still managed to take a well-needed rest and reduce the mental strain he had on him. 

When morning came, for the first time, Yang Qing didn't struggle to get up as he usually did, when he tried to get a few more winks in.