Daynightdreamer

Yang Qing sighed as he gazed upon the black building that stood tall piercing the skies above with an inviolable aura around it.
"The Order sure is black-hearted," he angrily thought as he made his way into the building begrudgingly.

The building could be considered his home away from home and a source of endless grief for him due to its unforgiving working hours. 

The building housed the courtrooms of the Cultivation Order Society, an organization founded to maintain a semblance of order in the ruthless cultivation world of the southern continent who if left to their own devices would sink the whole continent to the ground.

Due to how impetuous cultivators were, the cases never stopped.

"Yi Jie, what do we have today?"
"Two cultivators at the palace realm fought over a treasure and destroyed half of the territory of the blue deer kingdom in their fight, 
A rogue cultivator is suing the owner of the falling meteor blacksmith shop for selling him a faulty saber that keeps attracting lightning tribulations.
A cultivator suffering from pill poisoning is blaming it on the white hilltop restaurant as he suspects they are feeding their spirit beasts pills to make them bigger and fatter.
And the last case is 500 families are suing a cultivator by the name of Ren Fu for being negligent as a husband and a father whilst also pilfering their resources dry as he moves from place to place.,"

Awkward silence ensues...........

Join me as we follow Yang Qing in his role as a judge in the Cultivation Order Society with cases and troubles that never seem to end.


Fair warning the story has multiple POVs.

I will also be re-editing the first 50 chapters, since they were missing a few things, one of them being commas and had a tad bit info dumps that I'll also be editing out.  Thanks to the readers who pointed it out. I don't know how I missed it. For new readers, please don't shy away from reading, as lovers of wuxia we have all sampled MTL  Dao at some point. If you can survive that, this won't be hard at all.

Re-edited chapter (42/50)

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Daily life of a cultivation judge

According to the report, it turned out that the pavilion master of the Banyan Treasure Vein Pavilion had falsified several details about himself, including his condition. He had more years to live than he let on. The fictitious age he had "let slip," ensuring it would reach his competitors, was bait designed to expose any infiltrators within his organization.

While the Banyan Treasure Vein Pavilion was not as strong as the Gold Earth Bank, it was far from weak. If it had been an easy opponent, the Gold Earth Bank would not have resorted to a strategy of subterfuge spanning thousands of years to absorb it. The fact that they did so showed their wariness of the pavilion's strength and the potential costs of a direct confrontation.

Despite their careful preparations, the Gold Earth Bank underestimated the pavilion master. They failed to account for the cunning of a powerful, long-lived cultivator, who just like them, was also a seasoned merchant.

Best laid plans (2)