Daily life of a cultivation judge-Chapter 941: A treasure

With everyone served, Yang Qing didn’t waste a second before he started devouring his share. From the not-so-sneaky glances Ellie had been throwing at his plate, he didn’t want to take any chances.

"You give someone an inch, they insist on taking a mile," thought Yang Qing as he held one of the chopsticks perfectly in place for re-educating Ellie in case she decided to follow through on whatever ideas she was scheming up every time she threw a look over.

Ellie’s sharp instincts quickly sensed something and hastily focused all her attention on her plate.

"How is your practice coming along?" asked Yang Qing, his question directed toward Ma Yuan whose expression was one of deep satisfaction and awe from the sweet and sour ribs in his hands.

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It took him a brief second to register Yang Qing’s question.

"It is going great. I can’t believe the mortal’s path to transcendence could be so powerful," Ma Yuan said as he sighed in awe and disbelief.

Mortal’s path to transcendence was an ungraded art that even a family in some random outskirt village would have heard of, and if they really wanted to, they could even buy it.

A lot of people without foundational resources to cultivate, or even those without talent, cultivated the art. It was simple, accessible, didn’t require many resources to cultivate, and its demands on talent were extremely low.

Mortals without any iota of talent for cultivating could practice the art and use it to grow their strength.

The art’s aim was in training the fundamentals and also training the body, but because it was ungraded, its value was only for those below the qi refinement realm. It was mostly used by those in the body refinement realm but even then only for those in the iron and bronze stage of body refinement. From silver grade and above, it was common practice for those with the means to switch over to another art.

The mortal’s path to transcendence didn’t offer much other than helping one train in the basics. The only reason it was renowned over the continent was because of how ubiquitous it was, making its accessibility, easy. It was to the point that it was so spread out that there was a chance that one would be able to buy it with mortal currency as opposed to spirit stones as is the norm when it comes to buying cultivation arts.

It was because of that reason that you could find families in remote villages having a copy or two lying around.

The other reason the art was so spread out was the romance behind it that breathed hope into the unfortunate and the disregarded within the continent. Geniuses were a rare find in the continent but people with mediocre talent and aptitude were in great numbers like weeds in a wild farm.

But be it genius or mediocre talent, every one of them has ambitions of rising in the world. For the geniuses, the path is a moderately easy one with countless options available to them, but to the mediocre, that path is fraught with insurmountable difficulty to the point of making some despair before even taking the step and seeing for themselves how difficult it truly is.

Those who do decide to take that step and find out, and even keep going, the thing that gives them that strength, a stubbornness in something or someone. It varies from person to person.

In every 200 or so persons with mediocre talent that stubbornly hold on, you will find 15 of them held on because of the tale behind the mortal’s path to transcendence. Of how someone who was rejected all over because of his poor talent stubbornly held on, and eventually his unwavering will and diligence to cultivate managed to move even the heavens, that he was rewarded with a path to transcendence, and with it he got the chance to stand at a height that even those who rejected him or mocked him, couldn’t.

The untalented managed to stand at the same heights as the sons and daughters of destiny, despite not being one himself. His tale inspired most to do what he did which was why his cultivation art of the mortal’s path to transcendence was so renowned.

To date, there have been no recordings of anyone ever leaping for the skies by using the art, and with time, many even wondered if the tale attached to it was even true, but even with the doubt surrounding, the lack of documented results, there were still those who stubbornly held on to the hope that if they cultivated the mortal’s path to transcendence diligently, maybe the door that was opened back then might open up for them.

Ma Yuan like most around the continent, wasn’t one of those people. He like others had believed the art to be just another art that was good at establishing the basics, and because its demands were so low, he believed that it fell short of other foundational arts that did the same thing but had greater demands on one’s talent.

His assumption was informed by the legacy he had found in his younger years which helped him gain a gold body even though he was just an orphan with no one to guide him. His achievements, despite having no guidance were all because of how detailed and outstanding the legacy he found was, and as such, a huge part of him always looked down on the mortal’s path to transcendence cultivation art, believing it to be an inferior product whose value was only to those mortals with no prospects of ever cultivating.

But if there were those with ambitions of achieving anything, they were better off using other better foundational arts. It was what he truly believed, and even when Yang Qing suggested he cultivate it. He was skeptical about what he could possibly gain from it, and just went with it because he trusted Yang Qing, and he wouldn’t lose anything by practicing it, since he was crippled.

However, after practicing it under Yang Qing’s guidance and his other colleagues in Dai Chen and Zhang Qingge who occasionally came to offer him pointers on the art, he couldn’t help but feel gobsmacked at how woeful his judgment of the art had been.

In front of the misinformed or those who lacked depth and insight, the priceless treasure could look like a useless rock or a pile of dung in front of them, and that was true for Ma Yuan.