Daily life of a cultivation judge

Chapter 570 Case against the Striding Falcon Sect (1)

Chapter 570 Case against the Striding Falcon Sect (1)

"If things are as depicted, provided there are no surprises, the resolution shouldn't be that hard.." Yang Qing muttered to himself as he put away the recording talisman and took out his communication talisman.

"Meili, are you busy?"

"No, I was just resting at the lake with Haishi and Bolin. What is it?"

"There is someone from the Green Sparrow branch heading over this way with an outer sect disciple of the Strifing Falcon Sect, I was hoping you could meet with them midway and bring them over, you can go with Ellie.."

"We already have a case?"

"Looks like it. Hopefully, it will not be a complicated one. Once you bring the outer sect disciple over, even if you haven't done the groundwork on the case, I hope you can sit in with me, to take the recordings.."

"No problem.."

"Thanks.."

Once he was done with the call, Yang Qing decided to rest his eyes a bit as he processed the information from the case.

While mistreatment of the lower rank members wasn't an uncommon thing, the level exhibited by the Striding Falcon Sect was baffling, to say the least.

It was one thing to minimize guidance on cultivation for those who had joined since some sects have been known to do the same as a form of test for the outer sect disciples. They mostly use it to sieve out those with great comprehension talent or to test the willpower of the new disciples. Some would get complacent or give in to the circumstance, while others would use everything and anything with what they had to etch out a living.

But even in such cases, the disciples would get a decent cultivation art and a little aid in their starting point. However, the case of the Striding Falcon Sect was a little too extreme. They were a rank 3 sect but they could not even spare at least an orange-grade cultivation art for their outer disciples, all they got was a poor red-grade art, and it was a meditation technique at that, and when it came to other resources they even charged their disciples for healing them.

"Is it because of the clash between the two factions? Or is it a rot that was always there and is only now exploding? 

Maybe Ma Qi and the information collected by the Green Sparrow branch will shed more light on the matter.."

Half an hour slowly passed by with Yang Qing soaking in the solemn air of the silent courtroom. It was only a moment later that the silence was broken when the doors to the courtroom opened.

In came Luo Meili who was followed by a scrawny gray-haired young man who looked to be around thirty. 

If it wasn't for scanning him with his palace sense and thus confirming his bone age, Yang Qing would not have believed that the person before him was only seventeen years old.

The young man was gray-haired, with sunken cheeks that hid his grey eyes, which were the true picture of exhaustion. He looked like he was just about to collapse. Even though he tried to stand upright, he couldn't hide the exhaustion in his entire being. Yang Qing could detect a sluggishness in his entire body, from his steps down to the movement of his qi within his body.

Despite being a cultivator who had reached the qi refinement realm, a faint bodily odor was being released from his body which was something that rarely happened among qi refinement cultivators since at that stage they would have continuously cleansed their bodies of impurities starting from the body refinement realm.

A qi refinement realm could spend three months without bathing and they would still smell like fresh lilies but the young man before him smelled like he had been submerged in a putrid swamp filled with the pungent dung of a multitude of spirit beasts.

Even without bathing, as long as qi refinement cultivator circulated their cultivation art, their bodies would be continuously cleansed by the spiritual qi they were absorbing and circulating within their bodies, but for the person before to stink like that showed they barely cultivated and for one reason or the other, their bodies have been continuously accumulating a lot of impurities.

Yang Qing couldn't help but sigh with sympathy as he saw the young man fret about as he looked up and down with embarrassment, especially when his gaze fell on Luo Meili, who was a picture of gentle mature beauty and perfection.

Anybody would feel completely embarrassed and self-conscious in his position. He had a choking tear-jerking odor, his skin was pale and wrinkled, and had patches of dirt in some areas; his robes though were clean, and had the stamp of time on them.

Outersect disciples wore light blue robes, but his was more light grey than blue at this point and looked like it had been made from the thinnest fabric that could be torn by even the slightest brush of wind.

With the way he looked even thinking he was a rogue cultivator was a complement as he looked more like a slave miner with a decade on the job. No one would believe he was an outer sect disciple of a rank 3 sect based on how he looked. It was the reason why he hated going out of the sect for missions, because every time he did he would expose his miserable state to the world. He was too embarrassed to introduce himself as a disciple of the Striding Falcon Sect.

"Just stand here.." Luo Meili softly said as she gently tapped him on his shoulders.

"Th..an..k you.." said the young man with a stammering voice as he looked at her hands hoping the grime from his skin and robe didn't dirty her.

"If my plea doesn't happen I'd rather get eaten by the green malachite caterpillar than spend another day in that sect," thought the young man as he bitterly clenched his fists.

Three years ago before he stepped foot into the Striding Falcon Sect, he was full of life and ambition with a lot to look forward to but after becoming a disciple of the sect, all that was quickly ground out of him until all that was left was the broken smelly husk he was today.

He wasn't sure his mind would be able to take it anymore. The reason he even risked approaching the Order was because of the dangerous thoughts he had started to entertain over the past few months.

"What's the worse that the sect can do to me than they already have.." he thought to himself.