Daily life of a cultivation judge

Zou Yi could feel his palms turn sweaty and cold. His heart pounded so loudly that it threatened to break out of his ribcage. His hearing had gone at some point, other than the sounds of his heartbeat and his heavy breath, he couldn’t hear anything else. It felt like his whole head had been submerged in water. His vision was the next to get affected as it seemed blurrier than usual. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the pool of sweat coming out of his body that affected it, or if it was his irregular heartbeat that had affected his breathing and now his vision.

The only thing that seemed intact was his sense of touch. He could feel the cold touch of the century iron pebble, which was oddly comforting to him.

Do I use the fist art, the pebble, or the poisoned sword?

Zou Yi didn’t have time to make a decision because within seconds he was already in the midst of the chaotic battle.

Before him, there were piles of branches and pieces of trees that were cleaved apart along with the corpses of spirit beasts strewn about that never saw it coming.

There were two figures in the middle of that chaotic mess that were moving their weapons so fast that it seemed they had more than two hands and every time they clashed their weapons it felt like thunder had rumbled.

Zou Yi who had not yet decided on his move felt his body move on its own as he flung the century-iron pebble at the small figure blitzing all over the place as she swung her sword creating a destructive force that made the attack he had suffered from the snapping willow seem like a gentle poke in comparison.

“Is she human? is Lai Rou?” he muttered in shock.

“What are you gawking for?!!!” roared He Shan as he rapidly fired half a dozen arrows at Yin Rong who had effortlessly dodged Zou Yi’s thrown pebble by a hair’s breadth.

He Shan’s arrows were dealt with just as swiftly. She danced through some and destroyed some with one of her swords.

She was a dual wielder and had two swords of similar style. They were as thin as cicada wings with a bronze hue on the surface of the blades and sword hilts that had engravings of white petals on them.

“What are you doing?” she coldly said as she charged straight at He Shan, who quickly used the traceless leaf gliding movement art to draw distance between himself and her.

His steps were light and his movements fluidly angular. It seemed as if he was swimming in the air as he rapidly fired more arrows, with Yin Rong using her petite body to narrowly dodge them.

The ease and precision at which she dodged the arrows made it seem like she could read He Shan’s mind. Even with her dodging, the speed at which she charged at He Shan didn’t slow either.

Seeing that she was already so close, He Shan drew the axe from his him in preparation for a frontal clash.

Yin Rong crossed her blades to attack but before they could connect with He Shan someone appeared in front of him with a lanky build, torn robes, and tiny blade marks all over his arms, and legs.

It was Lai Rou. He was wielding a slender black-shaped saber. The design was simple and looked a little crude in the making and was longer than normal sabers as it was around 6 feet long.

However, despite its crudeness, Lai Rou was able to deflect the attack from Yin Rong’s swords which created a wave that almost threw He Shan off balance.

In the few seconds it took He Shan to orient himself, Yin Rong and Lai Rou had traded over ten blows, though it was more Lai Rou taking the blows.

He Shan and the rest couldn’t help but take a gulp at the sheer display of might between the two. He couldn’t believe Lai Rou the participant he’d written off as a weakling and more likely to be the first to be eliminated would show such skills with the saber and even hold his own against someone who was already in the early stages of qi refinement while he was in the iron body stage.

However, he was in no mood to wonder at how He Shan got so powerful in such a short amount of time since he had to immediately attack Yin Rong who looked to just be about to get the better of Lai Rou who was being pushed backward with the rapid swings of her blade that made it seem they were dragonfly wings.

Seeing the skills of Yin Rong, and feeling its force up close, He Shan decided range battle was better for him. He poured his whole effort and concentration into firing his arrows, with single-minded devotion and abandoned any thought of anything else.

Zou Yi who had already launched his last pebble and missed had no option but to fearlessly charge in, in the hopes his skin had become thicker from the beating he had received from the monstrous puppet with six arms.

Just like He Shan, he abandoned all other forms of attack he had prepared and focused on his fists. Zou Liqin whom he had seamless cooperation ran side by side with him in his charge at Yin Rong.

Yu Mei ran just behind them with a sword in hand. Even though she had the highest cultivation base, her combat ability was not the highest.

She had focused solely on the meditation art which though helped trigger the awakening of her physique and the eventual breakthrough to the qi refinement realm, was lacking in offensive capabilities, and her heart mirror wasn’t combat oriented either.

The best she could do at the moment was brute force it with her cultivation base and swing wild and to not be a liability to her teammates, she could only do so after their leads.

Lai Rou who looked to be barely hanging on offered an eye of gratitude to the four of them, as he tried to keep Yin Rong at bay.

Every person present knew what was going on. .

Just like that, an already chaotic battle turned even more chaotic as five people ganged up against the lone Yin Rong.

“Good, Good, Good, I’ll just butcher you all here!” Yin Rong furiously said as her eyes turned cold and two white rose symbols appeared on the upper side of her hands.