Daily life of a cultivation judge-Chapter 932: Same reaction

With the case closed the supreme elder still looked like he struggled to believe all that had transpired. He came here expecting to die, but he was leaving with things that he dared not hope for.

He had his sword back, the fog that had surrounded him even before he was injured had finally left him, giving him a sense of profound clarity he didn’t have and he was about to be freed from the torment he had been living under for the past eighty-three years.

With how things were playing out, deep down he knew, the path he had long thought he would never tread on since the injury, it was would now be accessible to him. The road to the palace realm was open and he had a feeling that he would likely gain more to his depth when breaking through now than if he had broken through 83 years ago.

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With all he had endured and experienced and the newly found clarity he had now, he could see the apparent flaws in his heart and mind that he had been blind to back then. While those flaws would not have hindered him in breaking through to the palace realm, they would have impacted his strength upon breaking through.

Just like how there were differences in the core formation realm and the foundation establishment realm, with the different grades of pillars, the same could be seen in the palace realm.

There were differences among palace realm cultivators, and that difference came about from the quality of the dao they touched on but also their level of comprehension of that dao.

One’s sensitivity to the dao was built on numerous factors, one of which was introspection. Knowing yourself, the better you did, the easier it was to find the dao that suited you and the better your level of comprehension would be.

It was why those with simple natures, and stubborn wills, almost always made great strides in their cultivation. For example, sword cultivators who were so obsessed with the sword that they had nothing in their eyes and their hearts but pure unadulterated love for the sword. For people like them, finding their path was easy, and they made great strides in it because it was what suited them most.

The same could be said for those with natural physiques. Natural physiques were born of the fruit of dao, and those born with them knew from the moment of birth which paths suited them.

To resonate with the dao was to resonate with one’s heart, to be familiar with the dao, was to be familiar with one’s heart, to refine the dao was to refine one’s heart, and to master then dao was to master one’s heart.

The two were never mutually exclusive, something Jiang Huang could now experience firsthand. He could already feel, the dao he had touched on that helped him reach the quasi-palace realm felt uncomfortable to him like putting on a shoe that didn’t quite fit. He could also even tell that said shoe wouldn’t be able to last long before it wore out.

But now as he calmed his heart, he could sense another shoe, and that shoe even without putting it on, he could already tell it was perfect for him and it was much more durable.

He could already tell that the moment the conditions of his soul were right, as long as he willed it, he could trigger the tribulation for the palace realm, and his chances of survival with said dao were above 80% not only that, his foundations and accumulations would be much higher, enabling him to travel longer on the path.

He didn’t know if it was enough to push him to the gates of the domain realm, but at the very least he knew as long as he kept the effort, the early stage of the palace realm would not be his ceiling. He had a real chance of reaching the middle stages and if he was lucky maybe even the late stages.

He was one of those who were lucky to profit from disaster. The reality of it made him emotional as he teared up while thanking Yang Qing and the Order profusely.

After he had settled, with everything done and settled someone from the administration department was brought over. It was a lady who looked to be in her late forties and a fifth-stage palace realm expert. She was a member of the review committee and she would be leaving with Jiang Huang and the team from the Golden Bamboo Pavilion to ensure the pavilion would hold up its end of the deal in regards to healing Jiang Huang and also to help ease Jiang Huang’s mind.

After all, regardless of how fearless Jiang Huang had been earlier, he was going into the belly of the beast. It was enough to unnerve anyone, especially considering the circumstances in which he would be going there.

The Golden Bamboo Pavilion was strong-armed into agreement, and many, including Cai Hong were sure to be sour about it and would likely not hide it. They may not harm Jiang Huang because if they did, then the circumstances would be much dire. A fact they knew, but that would not stop them from openly showing their hostility toward Jiang Huang.

Jiang Huang on the other hand now had a lot to live for. He was no longer that crazed lunatic who was indifferent to death as he was looking to die. Without the crazy to bolster his confidence, the hostile environment was sure to affect him.

The middle stage palace realm expert primary goal was to hold his hand throughout the first stage of the process and serve as a warning and reminder to the Golden Bamboo Pavilion that the Order is watching. She would stay with him for two months and then leave.

Two months was the most the Order could afford to spare. With how severely understaffed it was, it could not afford to have a palace realm expert babysit for more than two months. Jiang Huang would have to endure the next few months up until Hou Dehui’s turn came, which was to confirm that he had been completely cured.

Yang Qing didn’t worry too much about him. Lin Guiren was likely to ensure nothing untoward happened to him during his stay, and he more than anyone else would be heavily invested in ensuring everything went on smoothly, after all, his son’s life was on the line.

The other thing that gave Yang Qing confidence was Hou Dehui. He could see that Cai Hong was clearly afraid of him, and Lin Guiren was apprehensive.

From what Yang Qing knew, Hou Dehui had a history with one of their founders, the gold-grade alchemist, Liang Zian. He didn’t know much other than that, but from the reaction of the couple, it was safe to assume such a reaction was likely to be shared by the remaining founders.

Knowing Hou Dehui would be visiting them a year later, they were less likely to try anything funny. They would likely show the same reaction he would have whenever he knew Lei Weiyuan was around. He would always be on his best behavior, lest he give the man an opportunity to bully him, and he had a feeling the Golden Bamboo Pavilion was in a similar circumstance.

Lin Guiren’s reaction when Hou Dehui offered to be the one to confirm the results a year later, was the same reaction he would make if Lei Weiyuan offered to come to supervise his rank evaluations.