Daily life of a cultivation judge

It took a few seconds before Yang Qing and the young lady could process all they had seen towards the end of their makeshift party.

"I knew he had to be powerful but this..." 

Yang Qing couldn't help but smile ruefully when his gaze fell on the crystal clear pond that let out an ethereal white glow that cleansed their souls.

The yin energy it released was one of the purest energies he had ever sensed. With the energy to support her, the parasitic purple flower spore sycamore tree was likely to reach unfathomable heights.

Even lesser dragon spirit veins rich in yin energy didn't have as much or as pure yin energy yet the middle-aged man easily plucked something that many would kill for so effortlessly out of thin air.

As for the azure pearlrose he had given the young lady, it was originally a low-tier monarch-grade artifact but whatever the middle-aged man had done to it had transformed it completely.

It now produced fluctuations that belonged to at least a middle-grade ascendant-grade artifact and the source of that transformation was that grand unfathomable edict at the center of it.

 Yang Qing could detect its unfathomable power. It was too much for him to grasp anything as it seemed to contain the heavenly secrets.

After a few seconds, the edict disappeared into the pearl completely along with the energy undulations it was releasing.

Without the unfathomable vast aura of the edict surrounding it, the azure pearlrose looked no different from the garden-variety pearl that any fisherman could acquire.

Even the dense yin energy seemed like it could fill the whole Deer Mountain Range because of how vast it was, mellowed out, and in its place was a gentle, cool, and refreshing mist.

Yang Qing instantly understood it was by design from the middle-aged man. The parasitic purple flower spore sycamore tree would be swarmed by greedy cultivators if the unfathomable and boundless presence from before remained on the pearl. 

Such a presence would likely invite calamity for her but with its presence subdued no one would be the wiser. Even Yang Qing despite being so close to it, the pearl seemed completely normal even when scanning it with his spiritual sense, there was nothing that stood out.

The pearl's true radiance had been completely masked out.

"A lucky encounter capable of overturning your entire life. A casual interaction has completely changed the trajectory of her life. With the pearl's help her reaching the domain realm isn't an impossibility."  muttered Yang Qing as his gaze fell on the still-stupefied young lady who gently cupped the water from the crystal pond.

"Yang Qing I'm not dreaming, right?" said the young lady with a voice of disbelief.

The water seemed to dissolve into her body causing changes to her clone and main body as it did. The purple flowers that were originally deep purple with a dark pink luster now seemed lighter. Everything from the flowers to the leaves to the branches and stem of the tree had an almost white shine to them.

The purple shading of the flowers grew lighter with a white crystalline shade to them that refracted the glow of the moon and the stars above them creating a mystical ethereal charm from the parasitic purple flower spore sycamore tree.

The regions from which the fruits had been plucked instantly had new immature fruits forming them which despite their immaturity seemed much more vibrant than the other mature fruits.

Yang Qing could detect a continuous transformation happening to the parasitic purple flower spore sycamore tree. She was experiencing a cleansing baptism and evolution by the energy coming from the azure pearlrose.

"It seems congratulations are in order.." Yang Qing cheerfully said to the young lady whose shock seemed to increasingly grow by the second.

"Who was that person? Was he an immortal?" 

With the monumental changes happening to her, she felt only an immortal could pull off such a feat.

"I don't know if immortals exist, but if there were, I feel he would fit that description.." Yang Qing said with a sigh as he remembered the wild guess he made when he heard the middle-aged man mention growing something in the Deer Mountain Range.

The meaningful glance he gave him suggested that Yang Qing's guess may have been right on the money.

"With the abilities he showed, him being the person that was using the egg of a Bifang Niao to raise and refine a sword doesn't seem that far-fetched.

A farmer of swords.." muttered Yang Qing as he shook his head with a wry smile.

"What's that?"

"Nothing.." 

...

"A body of yin and yang. Who would have expected you to have such talents? No wonder there is a lot of unrest and tension going around.

They must all be feeling your momentum that is about to bury them whole. 

Yang Qing, I wonder how many more like you are there in the Order.."

High above the skies surrounding the Deer Mountain Range was the middle-aged man who had just shared drinks and fried scallops with Yang Qing and the clone of the parasitic purple flower spore sycamore tree.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the clouds surrounding him, the thick foliage, up to where Yang Qing and the young lady were seated discussing something by the pond, unaware that they were within the sights of the middle-aged man.

"Seems like the Order has already discovered the Origin jade nexus locks. Their progress really is astounding. 

That boundless sword qi I sensed before, I wonder if it came from one of them. From what I know the president isn't a sword user so if it was from them, it could only be someone below him.

How many dragons are you hiding?" muttered the middle-aged man with the same simple smile however within the depth of his eyes blazed a fighting intent capable of tearing a whole galaxy asunder.

"The visit was much more entertaining than I expected. The sword isn't that far off, twenty years, the embryo should be completely perfected.

I can't wait to see what it becomes in the end..." 

His gaze moved from Yang Qing and the young woman to a different location that was shrouded in mist that had complex glyphs within the mist and at the center was an egg releasing divine-like flames that were pouring into a sword handle above it.

Despite being bathed in flames so hot that they burned the space around it, the sword handle remained standing without so much as a char mark. It released a hum that carried the weight of the heavens quelling the flames coming from the egg below it.

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction when he heard the hum whose might was capable of shattering the minds of even late-stage domain experts. Luckily the glyphs around contained the power within that sword hum so only someone at his level would be able to hear it.

His gaze then moved a fair distance away to one of the rivers surrounding the Deer Mountain Range.

"It seems like the mystic gilded carp completely transformed from the treasure bone I left here as payment for the dragon vein I drained for the sword.

Considering I can detect the traces on another spirit beast, mmh two of them, it seems she didn't need the complete thing to complete the transformation.

I wonder what heights she has reached by now..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and the space was cleanly sliced apart like a hot knife through butter revealing the dark grey void energy within it.

The middle-aged man casually walked in through the torn space without a care in the world despite the calamitous energy contained within it. Just a single wisp of the dark grey void energy was capable of destroying the body of a peak domain stage cultivator within seconds if they were careless enough to be tainted by it but the middle-aged man walked calmly with his hands behind his back unafraid like he was sightseeing.

The void energy would fade away immediately upon coming within a meter of him. No sooner had he walked in, than a monstrous eel the size of a whole kingdom appeared surrounded by void lightning and calamitous power capable of destroying anyone below the soul-formation realm both body and soul in an instance with just its presence.

"It's been long since I've eaten a thunderdrift eel. If you don't want to end up on the other end of my skewer sticks, scram, you can go show off to someone else.."

The middle-aged man spoke in a soft and unhurried manner with no change in his expression or demeanor. He was still as easygoing as he was when he stepped into the void.

However, his voice seemed to carry an inviolable power that instantly diced apart the eel which used up all its strength to flee the area before its entire body was sliced to dust.

The middle-aged man didn't bother with it as he went his way. Beneath his feet, the void energy coalesced together to form a path that the middle-aged man followed to a path unknown.

The space he had cleanly sliced apart instantly sealed itself shielding those of the Deer Mountain Range from the horrors of the sixth zone which was the deepest recess of space that contained taboo power, calamitous energy, and monstrous beings capable of killing even an early-stage soul formation expert easily if they wondered in carelessly.

Space was folded and had six zones to it with the first zone being moderately safe despite it still being dangerous to those in the domain realm.

The higher up the zones one moved, the more the dangers and also the more power one would need to tear through them.

Peak domain experts couldn't tear past the second zone nor would they wish to even if they could.

The deepest recess of space hid countless and unfathomable dangers; ancient whisperings that could erode your soul, unassuming energies capable of disintegrating your body in an instant, powerful creatures like the thunderdrift eel capable of shuttling through the different levels, whose presence alone would make those below the soul formation realm to explode into mist.

Unless one could guarantee their safety no one would dare venture into the deepest recess of space despite it hiding countless opportunities for cultivation that had the power to transform a carp into a dragon.

Despite the alluring benefits, few would take the risk even soul formation experts because of the high degree of fatality within it.

You would not know how you died in there. Only those who had reached a certain threshold could walk in there as they pleased like the middle-aged man with some even picking spots for meditation and contemplation as the traces of special types of Dao and mysterious truths could be sensed the deeper in space one was, along with the benefits brought on by being enveloped by void energy as it made one more and more sensitive to the space dao provided they could withstand it.

Yang Qing and the rest within the Deer Mountain Range went about their activities unaware of the terror that had opened up above them for a second.