Daily life of a cultivation judge

Every peerless jade physique had its own way of being cultivated, and there was no sure way of doing it. It was the only stage of the body refining realm where there was no clear-cut way of achieving it, unlike the rest where various means had been devised.

Those means may deviate from person to person or organization to organization but despite the differences, the results could always be replicated from one person to the next and from every generation to the next.

But when it came to the peerless jade physique, things run a little differently. For one, almost every peerless jade physique was unique to the owner, it was rare to find two people with the exact same peerless jade physique. The next was the results of gaining that physique could not be replicated. You could do everything down to the minutae of details but that did not guarantee you gaining a peerless jade physique.

To date, it's unknown what exactly is the requirement of gaining a peerless jade physique since the methods of getting it couldn't be replicated, it meant there was another intangible factor at play that the cultivation world was unaware of.

For Yang Qing to break through from the diamond body to the peerless jade physique his family had sealed him in a hole that was lined with strange seals that isolated and blinded all his senses except one, the sense of touch, which was amplified a couple of notches. He couldn't see, hear, smell, or taste anything when he was in there, but his sense of touch was the only one that remained untouched and had its sensitivity amplified a couple of levels higher.

In addition to the seals, the hole was also filled with a strange brew that reached the midway point of the hole. The hole was about 100 meters tall and the brew was filled up to the 50-meter mark. So when Yang Qing was thrown in there, he was basically fully submerged in the liquid.

To date, Yang Qing could still smell the stench of that brew as though it was right there on his skin. It looked benign with its light green in color and had an alternating viscosity. Sometimes it would be sticky and the next second it had the viscosity of melted snow. The same alternation came to its smell. It smelled like spring in one moment, the next it was dry like the cold winds of a desert, it carried a hot scalding scent in one second and the next it had a freezing effect to it.

It had alternating properties and about the only thing that was constant, was the light green color. Yang Qing could remember how vehemently he had refused to go in that hole. Everything within him was screaming he would surely die if he fell in there to the strange concoction, but his family would hear none of it, even when he said he was okay with having a diamond body. But his complaints fell on deaf ears and to the wrong audience at that.

When he fell in, he lost all his senses in an instant with the exception of touch. Everything he dreaded came to reality. He got subjected to the most gruesome pain he had ever endured. With extreme touch sensitivity, he felt as if the brew was made of a billion fire ants gnawing at his skin, then magma got poured in the gaps they created. A few seconds later he felt as if every innard, every cell was being subjected to extreme cold that pierced everything. He couldn't see, smell, or hear anything but his skin's senses painted a vivid picture.

There was no doubt in his mind, he would have died in that hole had he not broken through to the peerless jade physique. When he regained his senses, his body was slowly repairing itself as most of the muscles had been eaten away by the brew. He had even lost all the skin in his left arm and was nothing but bone, that was half red and half white. It would have dissolved too had he not broken through.

At the time, Yang Qing wanted to give his clan members a beating especially his grandfather who was the ringleader behind the whole thing, but seeing their fervent eyes at the time he knew it was a lost cause.

Those lunatics would have gladly accepted the beating with zero remorse and he had no doubts that maybe they may have even created some crazy hypothesis from it like giving someone a beating after breaking through solidifies the body's foundations or those receiving a beating from someone with a higher body refining stage would get deep insights from that beating. He couldn't put anything past them since their devotion to the body-refining realm was greater than even their own lives. Just like how they were ruthless to him, they were just as ruthless to themselves. A few members have died in that pursuit. This was just who the Yang family was.

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The Yang family despite being a rank 5 clan or a rankless clan during certain eras, has remained in existence for atleast 1,000 years which was rare for a clan of its power level.

There were a number of factors behind that, some of them being that they had built a few connections here and there to guarantee their survival but they also kept to themselves.

The Yang family's base was at the peak of some mountain that had nothing of importance around it for kilometers. Other than a few spiritual herbs here and there in which there was none that had reached the sky rank, there was nothing of value in their home base or the immediate surroundings.

This barrenness became a barrier of protection for them and they also had a reputation for being lunatics more specifically body refining lunatics. This reputation ensured there were few groups or people that wanted anything to do with them and the source of this reputation originated from their founder, Yang Wu.

Their founder was someone who wasn't blessed with much talent for sensing qi thus even stepping into the qi refinement realm proved to be a daunting task.

For some reason unbeknownst to future generations, that founder was unresigned to his fate of never cultivating thus he devised to find an alternate route to his predicament. If his body was the reason he couldn't sense qi properly maybe he could fix it using body refining techniques. Thus his journey in body foundation began.