Daily life of a cultivation judge

Chapter 785 Disturbance above

He simultaneously leaked the location of their headquarters to the most powerful enemies of the court he could find, and it wasn’t just them, since the court had a list of the targets they had assassinated on behalf of the father-daughter duo, he leaked that information too to their competitors and the organizations that had lost members to the assassination as a few of them were just as powerful as the Sentinel Birchwood Pavilion.

The list of enemies both organizations had was not small, but out of prudency, using the hundred-star treasure hall pavilion as a go-between, he had the information leaked to the Order too.

As for him, he had spent the better part of fifty years breaking apart the techniques of the Night Viper Court and learning all manner of arts that could subdue them. In as much as he was borrowing other people’s hands, he wanted to be the one to sink the final dagger through them.

It took some time for those organizations including the Order to verify everything. The details in the information Han Lei shared helped shorten that timeframe.

As he waited for those organizations to act, Han Lei went for the daughter, tortured her, and threw her injured body in the Green Fog Region, in zone nine, where she would not die easily from her injuries but would be tormented to death, but just in case she managed to escape the place, he had also poisoned her with Stygian black corpse poison. It was the most potent poison he had and would require the expertise of a gold-grade healer or a domain expert to remove.

He was insidious in its administration as it would take a week for it to kick in subjecting the young lady to the worst pain she would ever endure for two days straight as her body melted and solidified until her last breath. Some part of him had hoped she would escape the green fog region alive, revel in the joy of being alive, then sink into the abyss when the poison kicked in.

However, Yi Ai barely survived a day before she was devoured. Han Lei sent a recording of her torture to her father when she died. The Night Viper’s Court he would kill to the last member, but for Yi Wen, knowing the daughter he dotted on so much met such a brutal ending was the best vengeance he could give him while the rest would be taken care of by the enemies he had built over the years.

It wasn’t long before pandemonium broke, and both organizations were attacked. Han Lei used the chaos that came to slaughter his way through the members of the Night Viper Court, down to the court master whom he delayed long enough till the special inquisitors dispatched by the Order arrived in time to kill him.

As for Yi Wen, deranged and maddened at his daughter’s death, fought like a madman slaughtering his way through countless using any and all means. He died violently by self detonating taking some of his attackers with him.

After the arrival of the special inquisitors, Han Lei surrendered himself to them as he confessed the litany of deeds he had done as a member of the court. To blend in, he had to truly be like them in his conduct and deeds, especially during the period when his memories were sealed.

He had destroyed countless organizations just like the Han Clan was and he didn’t want to be absolved of it. Before surrendering himself, the only request he made was to be allowed to mourn his family at their former grounds for two weeks which he was allowed and after because he surrendered himself of his own volition, the Judicial Review Committee was the one who issued his sentence, though it was more apt to say they were following the wishes of Han Lei. .

Yang Qing put down the slip as he rubbed the middle of his brows with a sigh escaping his lips. Cases like this were the hardest to deal with. If Yang Qing was in the same shoes as Han Lei, without any other options, he would have likely gone the same route as him in seeking retribution on behalf of his family.

Sentencing someone for something you would have done yourself, was always hard to swallow, but it had to be done. What Han Lei did, if the Order was not there, he would not have been pursued for it, but now, even if they might sympathize with his actions, he had massacred other clans, and sects in his pursuit.

How would the Order answer to the departed souls of those organizations who had suffered the same fate as the Han Clan?

The lines felt blurry a lot of times.

Yang Qing took a few breaths to calm his thoughts but just as he was about to resume going through the list, he sensed something that prompted him to look above.

The roof above and the walls to the side all glittered from the activation of runes.

Yang Qing deactivated his isolation ruin before making his way out of his chamber and onto the surface of the ferry where he was met with a red mist that had corroding and isolation effects.

The mist stretched as far as the eye could see, and countless passengers could be seen panicking as they stared at it with some prudently rushing to their rooms to seek solace in numbers.

Yang Qing and the staff were the only ones who seemed undisturbed by the mist that had appeared out of the blue. The staff went on to reassure the passengers there was nothing to worry about which did little to settle them, while Yang Qing stared above him with a curious gaze.

“I wonder if a blood spirit mist vulture is delicious..” he muttered as he held his chin in contemplation.

“No, not it can’t be, considering how bloodthirsty it is, would its meat even taste right? It’s probably cursed, right? Or could it be packed with flavors? But wait if I eat it, considering it mostly preys on human cultivators, would that make me a blood refiner by association if I eat it? I can’t risk it..” Yang Qing said with deep reluctance drawing shocked glances from the staff members who heard the entire debate.

Others were having panic attacks, afraid for their lives, while he was here seriously contemplating whether the source of that panic was edible or not.

Some of the staff members felt like giving him an earful on awareness if not for the fact that they had been warned repetitively by Duan Tian and even the founder himself to be mindful of him. That warning served as a reminder that no matter how unassuming the person before them seemed to be, he had warranted personal consideration from their founder, which meant he was anything but as simple as he seemed.

The gentle cry of a sword immediately sounded accompanied by a gentle chilly wind that blasted the red mist apart revealing a massive beast that resembled a vulture. It had deep red feathers that released mist, a black beak that looked like it could tear through anything, and blood-red eyes that might as well have been pools of blood filled with malice.

That creature that looked like something out of an abyss now had a thin line extending from its face down to its tail. As if unaware of the line, it screeched as it prepared to charge at the human with blue hair standing calmly a few hundred meters away from it, with a sword in hand.

Just as it tried to fly, its body separated into two from the thin line as its innards and blood froze at the point of separation.

The young man waved his sleeves and the massive beast disappeared.

“Sorry for the disturbance, daoist Yang Qing..” said the young man as he appeared next to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing looked meaningfully at the young man before he asked,

“Bai Chen, that art, is it related to the Frozen Serenity Scripture?”

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