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.


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Daily life of a cultivation judge

Yang Qing had lost count of how many times he had been left shocked since setting foot here. From the moment he walked in, to now—just as he was about to leave—the stream of shocking information hadn't let up in the slightest.

Never in a million years had he thought that some random case he picked up would lead him to one of the most terrifying battlefields on the continent.

The place Shao An just mentioned was unofficially known as the Unforgotten Graveyard of Blood and Sword Qi—a name that was true in every sense of the word.

It spanned a 100-kilometer radius, filled with nothing but blood and sword qi—a constant reminder of the devastating battle that took place there 24,000 years ago between two titanic forces. On one side stood the illustrious holy land, the Radiant Sword Sect. On the other was the Crimson Wave Tide Sect, a legendary and infamous sect, revered by blood refinement cultivators as a holy land in its own right.

The last battleground (1)