Daily life of a cultivation judge



The four judges on seeing the ice crystal seed opal forming on the sect founder's forehead, all intensified their attacks on her.

As the opal was forming, the crystal seed on her forehead greedily absorbed terrifying amounts of spiritual qi in the air, slowly influencing the area.

The temperature dropped significantly as it felt more and more like they were in the deep abyss of a frozen tundra, while another feeling also slowly permeated the air. It was a feeling of corrosion, dissolving, and assimilation. It was like acid vapor was slowly mixed in with the freezing temperature.

Despite the sudden changes that foreshadowed that Feng Qiu was about to make big moves, the four judges remained undisturbed as they continually attacked and defended with the same rhythm. 

There was no feeling of urgency, desperation, or fear in their attack. Everything was calculated while the intensity kept growing with every passing second.

Mo Liwei was a torrent of lethal speed that aimed to drown her in spear attacks from every angle with extreme swiftness, while Dai Chen and Zhang Qingge approached the fight using the same means, which was absolute destruction. One wielded the force of an apocalyptic power in her fists while the other exploded with the power of the cosmos in his blades, while Wei Ying was the ever-calculative conductor. Her every move either provided the best defense or the best offense.

Yang Qing who had been out of commission as he restored his spent qi was finally done as he started making his preparations for joining the fight.

He rapidly formed seals which resulted in the creation of the universal bead that slowly started forming above him.

Spiritual qi was constantly been fed to the bead in large amounts but it fell a little short of the qi that was being absorbed by the ice crystal opal seed that was forming on Feng Qiu's forehead.

"Yang Qing  are you ready?" Wei Ying asked as she blew scythe-like wind currents toward the sect founder intercepting her blade attack that aimed to decapitate Zhang Qingge's left hand.

"I am.."

Spiritual qi stopped flooding toward Feng Qiu with the opal on her forehead looking already fully formed.

She used her long index nail to carve a seal above the opal which resulted in a red glyph forming along with red blood that slowly dripped down to the opal.

For dividing her attention in a fight that she could not afford to, she got injured gravely as Mo Liwei and Dai Chen used the gap created as she was carving the glyph in her forehead to attack her.

Dai Chen managed to slash her in her shoulder revealing her clavicle, while one of Mo Liwei's spear attacks had managed to run her through her stomach.

But to the person being attacked, it was as if the body wasn't even hers as she didn't even flinch one bit despite how gorey the attacks on her body looked with blood dripping from them and the energies of both Dai Chen and Mo Liwei each wreaking havoc on her body to expand the injuries.

Her cold gaze fell on both of them as the wound on her shoulder instantly closed up faster than the eye could blink, while the wound formed from Mo Liwei's puncturing spear, was frozen solid in ice, entrapping Mo Liwei's spear.

Mo Liwei hurriedly tried to pull it back, but it refused to budge. He felt like his spear had been enclosed in a mountain-sized ice that was as heavy as a castle made of century meteor iron, one of the heaviest iron metals around. A single finger-sized piece of it weighed 5 kg, and the ice that had trapped his spear felt as heavy as a castle built entirely of meteor iron.

"If I can't pull it out then I'll just run you through again.." Mo Liwei coldly thought as silver feathers with a strange mystical light around them appeared on his right hand.

While he was doing this, Feng Qiu swung her crescent saber in a sideways slash aiming to decapitate his head.

The slash was a couple of levels stronger and faster than before. That single slash carried with it enough force to part the skies, and it was accompanied by a freezing storm, a terrifying slashing intent, and a red vapor that seemed like it could melt anything in the world.

Mo Liwie acted as if he didn't detect the attack coming toward him as his gaze focused on the spear in his hand. 

Roc void step

Feng Qiu's saber instantly sliced through Mo Liwei's head, but the blood or decapitated head scene that should have appeared the moment she sliced through, didn't.

Feng Qiu's eyes had a slight frown as the figure she had sliced through faded away like a mirage.

She cast a sideway glance to her left where another Mo Liwei appeared a few hundred meters away with a spear in his hand and a cold smirk on his face while she had a smooth horizontal line on the ice in her stomach that extended to the other end of her stomach.

Her wound started closing up as the ice melted away and was replaced by skin, but the healing process though fast seemed slower than before.

"How tough is her body?" Mo Liwei wondered in surprise.

Even though he seemed calm on the outside, inwardly he was surprised at the founder's sturdiness.

The rocs were famed for their speeds and how they were able to traverse a large distance in a single moment. Part of what enabled them to do that was their ability to travel through the void. They were expert manipulators of it from birth.

The void was a dangerous realm that existed in the fabric of space and it was filled with countless dangers that were potent enough to even harm a domain realm expert. The area was filled with cataclysmic void storms that could permanently damage their cultivations, cripple them or even kill them.

Other than that there were sounds that could corrupt their minds, and then there were void creatures who were just as dangerous as the void storms. A domain expert would not venture into the void easily, however, for rocs it was different. From the moment they hatched, they all knew how to perfectly maneuver in the void, and their bodies were built for it. 

In some regard, they could be considered to be void creatures themselves except they had the ability to survive in the normal world, unlike the void creatures who couldn't subsist without void energy and the biome around it.

Even though Mo Liwei was miles away from being able to traverse the void without care owing to his incomplete roc bloodline, he could execute an aspect of it. He imbued the roc's ability to penetrate the void and used that ability in his spear attack to slash at Feng Qiu, ignoring whatever defenses she had on her.

Even though the slice was thin and looked unassuming, that was one of the most powerful moves in his arsenal. The attack was laced with tiny traces of void energy, which should have eaten away at Feng Qiu's body. 

However, things didn't proceed as he had expected. With void energy slowly eating away at her, he expected the injuries to remain unhealed, but judging by how they were slowly closing up, it seemed like the founder had the means to handle the void energy, and based on his judgment, it more than likely had to do with the opal on her forehead.

"Of course, things just can't be easy.." he thought with a weary smile.