Daily life of a cultivation judge

What started off as just venting, transformed into a life-and-death battle that almost destroyed half the sect grounds. The grand elder got defeated in the end, however, the sect master chose to spare his life.

That same night, that grand elder left along with almost half of the elders along with their personal disciples. Depleting the sect’s foundation further. The sect master didn’t stop them since the grand elder had insisted he’d rather die than remain and those who went with him, shared the same sentiments. .𝒐𝙧𝒈

Even with all that had happened, the sect master still didn’t punish his grandson but instead decided to make him an envoy of the sect. That position guaranteed he would be spending most of his time outside of the sect which would be a welcomed relief to the rest of the sect members who remained.

Everything went as expected, and some form of peace returned to the sect without the grandson around. However, the same couldn’t be said for those outside the sect.

The sect master’s grandson became a monstrous nightmare within the territory of the Clear sword river sect as he flexed the authority that came with being the grandson of the sect master of the Clear sword river sect, the true overlord of the region.

Lives were lost and ruined as he pillaged through the territory like a ravenous wolf. It was during one of his escapades that some beauty grabbed his attention. When he saw her, he acted just like he always did. He tried using charm and when that didn’t work he immediately switched to force.

However, unlucky for him, the lady he had his designs on, was a palace realm expert who made quick work of him that he ended up with a crippled cultivation base and it was even unluckier that she had a dao companion with her who was an early stage domain expert.

So when the sect master’s grandson threatened them using his sect and grandfather’s name, even after being crippled, the lady’s dao companion was all too glad to entertain him as he went with him back to the sect.

When they arrived at the sect, the dao companion destroyed the sect’s guardian array to make his presence known and to draw out the people from the sect most importantly the sect master.

The plan worked splendidly as the sect master and all the elders reacted to the attack only to find the grandson being strung like a chicken at the hands of an unknown domain expert.

The sect master on finding out what had happened from the domain expert, begged on his knees as he offered his life along with all the sect’s treasures in exchange for his sect being spared except for his grandson. He knew at that point, death was all but certain for his grandson.

All he could do was hope his death could save the sect he had neglected for so long till it reached this point.

Lucky for him, the domain expert agreed and the matter got settled with his death, which the grandson couldn’t believe even to his death. The sect’s coffers got emptied and the domain expert left.

Things fell rapidly into decline after that with the sect falling apart. They already had too many enemies thanks to the sect master’s grandson. If people got wind that they had lost their sect master and their guardian array along with their resources, it wouldn’t be long before they were besieged and forced to pay for the crimes of the sect master’s grandson.

The remaining members split into different groups. There were those who decided to abandon the Clear river sword sect altogether and start fresh someplace else and those who wanted to revive the Clear sword river sect. There were more people in the latter group than the former mostly because they assumed it would be easy to do so with the prestige of the Clear sword river sect and they thought the grand elder and the other elders who had left would come back when they heard the sect master and the grandson were no longer around.

Wang Yi was part of this group. However, they had grossly underestimated how hated the sect master’s grandson, was. He had created countless blood feuds and had ruined whatever reputation the Clear sword river sect had.

The Clear sword river sect got besieged by thousands of enemies once word got out that the sect master had perished. Despite their loss in manpower during his reign, the sect master was a seventh-stage palace realm expert, his presence alone was a sufficient deterrent throughout their whole territory.

But after his death, of those who remained, only one was in the palace realm and he was at the first stage. The attackers had a few early-stage palace realm experts. Some came from the rank 3 kingdom in their territory who had joined in hopes of filling the void with the destruction of the Clear sword river sect, while others were part of organizations that held deep enmity with the sect for quite some time but had not been able to act on it due to the foundations the sect had.

After a few years of being constantly attacked, the remaining palace realm member died. The restorationists had thought that at some point the grand elder and the other elders who left would step in, but they never did.

With the death of the last palace realm cultivator, things kept going downhill after that with the survivors dropping like flies as they escaped, till their escape landed them in Deer mountain kingdom. But by that point, only less than a hundred people were left and those that survived were the weakest of the bunch. The ones deemed unworthy of the attention of their pursuers.

The sect managed to etch out a tiny road of survival because of that. However, with no one strong or talented enough to hold the forte in the past 200 years, it fell down to the point it was just the Clear sword river sect, in name only.

With the death of Wang Yi, Yang Qing had doubts if it would even survive a year before everyone left and by then even the name will disappear. It will be nothing more than a cautionary tale to those who knew it even existed.

Yang Qing kept opening and closing his mouth as he deliberated what to say. Wang Yi was still in a lost daze and Yang Qing was hesitant because once he uttered his next words, it was the same as closing the book on the Clear sword river sect.

“It’s okay, master Yang Qing, I’m not too long for this world anyway,” Wang Yi said as he gently smiled at Yang Qing.

“I’m thankful for your kindness,” He added as he pulled out a scroll from a small black wooden box that had dragon cloud engravings on it.

“Will this be needed?” He asked as he handed over the scroll to Yang Qing, albeit reluctantly.

“Yes it will, thanks,” said Yang Qing as he politely nodded unfurling the scroll. In it was the certificate issued to the sect by the Order.