Daily life of a cultivation judge

"I wonder what happened to the couple.." Yang Qing muttered making a mental note to find out what happened to the core disciple of the White Thunderhead Sword Sect, and the childhood love of Pan Xing.

Next on the list was the founder of a rank 3 manor known as the Jade Miracle Cures Manor. The founder's name was Gao Wei, and he hailed from the Gao Clan which was a rank 2 clan. He came from one of its branch clans. Even as a branch, his clan had considerable resources, and a palace realm cultivator to hold the helm, who happened to be his grandfather.Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NovelEnglish.net

Gao Wei being the grandson of the branch leader and being talented himself was heavily dotted on within the clan, with his grandfather sparing no expense when Gao Wen revealed he wanted to be a medical instructor. Expending all the resources he could, he managed to get him tutelage under one of the disciples of the Saint Garden Sect, which even though was not a holy land was known as the holy land of medical cultivation because of the achievements of their founder.

It was because of the founder of the Saint Garden Sect that cultivators and mortals dared take risks in trying to find fortuitous encounters. His story was an inspiration to all. The early stages of cultivation relied heavily on the talent of the body and resources, with the powers of comprehension playing little role in it.

The founder had a prodigious talent when it came to comprehension of the profundities of the dao, but his body was trash. He couldn't sense or absorb qi well with it which was why even after 40 years, the best he reached was the bronze body stage of the body refinement realm which he gained by subjecting himself to near-death torture.

Had things remained the same, he would have likely died either a mortal's death by exhausting his 100-year lifespan, or an early death in his pursuits for greater heights. His story wasn't unique as there were countless people with the ability to understand and decipher even the most difficult of techniques and arts at a glance but were fated to remain mediocre because their bodies couldn't support that first step.

From the body refinement realm to the core formation realm, one's ability of comprehension while it played a part, wasn't that heavy, and it was something that could be taught, but your body's ability was the basic currency. It was only from the palace realm onwards that comprehension became the core currency for growth, a body's talent could do very little and even guidance had limitations which was why the Order only taught till one reached the core formation realm, the next phase depended on the abilities of the cultivator. The senior figures could share their insights but ultimately what became of it depended on the cultivator, unlike the previous stages where there was a clear structured process.

Yang Qing always felt it was a pity, while the heavens was said to be fair, in certain instances, it wasn't. Someone has the ability to see and understand the mysteries of the world, but their body denies them the ability to absorb.

They can see it but never touch it. How miserable and pitiful was that?

The founder of the Saint Herb Garden would have ended up with a miserable fate like his peers had he not stumbled onto a fruit. Not much is known about the identity of the fruit only that it gave the founder the wings he lacked.

The fruit transformed his trash body, into a treasure. He ended up gaining the three-element dao infusion body because of consuming said fruit. The three-element dao infusion body gave him three dantians each with an elemental affinity and as luck would have it, the three elements were complementary to one another. He ended up with a water, wood, and earth infused dantian, respectively.

With his body finally able to sense and cultivate qi, he quickly soared jumping to prominence in a single bound. He spent forty years just to reach the bronze body, but it took him only seven years to leap from the bronze body to the palace realm, a feat few people could ever hope to replicate, and later in life he established himself as one of the most powerful figures of the continent.

The Saint Herb Garden may have not been labeled a holy land, but in many cultivators' eyes it might as well. Countless cultivators were pulled from the jaws of death because of its presence.

Who knows how many cultivators owed their lives to the wonderous medical arts and techniques of the Saint Herb Garden? As long as you had a single breath in you, the moment you stepped in there, dying was an impossibility no matter how terrifying your injuries.

Rumor had it that the founder could restore a completely shattered dantian. It had taken the Order over a dozen gold- grade medical cultivators, and countless ascendant-grade treasures to heal Lai Lei's dantian that had cracks on it, one could only imagine how much effort it would take to restore a completely shattered one like the one Ma Yun had.

In the cultivation world, an injury to the dantian was no different than a death sentence that could not be reversed, and being able to heal it, that was the stuff of legends like achieving rebirth through phoenix's flames.

Yang Qing wasn't sure if the founder could really restore a shattered dantian, but his achievements were undeniable. Countless cures and medical techniques being practiced today originated from him. Even the Medical Valley Master admitted her inferiority when her skills were compared to him. She had the privilege of consulting him some time back, and despite how seasoned she was, she felt like a novice the longer she was around him.

The experience was so unforgettable to her that she said something Yang Qing could never erase from his mind. She said the abilities of the founder of Saint Herb Garden were transcendent and leaped the bounds of sense. What he could heal, who he could heal, he was not restricted even an injured star could be restored. She rated that his abilities were so profound that they were leaping to the realms of creation. She couldn't imagine a cultivator in the past or the current era that could match him, and this even included members of the Flowing Valley Sect.

With such an evaluation, it wasn't strange that the Saint Herb Garden was revered so, whether one was a medical cultivator or not, and for anyone within that field, it would be a tremendous opportunity to gain tutelage in the Saint Herb Garden. Those working in the Medical Valley of the Order were no exception.