??Yang Qing took out his gold eagle dallion and ford a few seals with one hand, as he parsed the dallion over the certificate.
A gentle golden glow appeared on the gold eagle dallion which Yang Qing used to shine over the certificate.
Glyph patterns started appearing everywhere the gold light fell on.
Yang Qing was using the dallion along with a special mystical art ant to confirm the certificate was authentic.
All Order issued dallions ca from the sa source making it a suitable conduit artifact to use when confirming another judge's work, like the issued certificate before him.
Once Yang Qing had confird it was authentic, he rolled the scroll and stored it in the dallion.
The closer he ca to the demotion the heavier his tongue felt.
For so odd reason, to him, it seed like Wang Yi was much calr than he was. One would even assu Yang Qing was the sect master of the Clear sword river sect while Wang Yi was the official sent to handle the demotion.
Yang Qing chalked up Wang Yi's current calm state he was in, was due to the short lifespan he had left and the unsalvageable situation he was in.
There was a special kind of release when you were at the end of your tether and there was nothing more you could do.
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"Do you want to confirm how long you have to live?" Yang Qing cautiously asked.
"Its part of the procedures?" asked Wang Yi
"Yes, it is. Usually, when we are doing a demotion we confirm the remaining lifespan of the mber maintaining the organization's rank to create a grace period tiline.
That grace period tiline is decided by your remaining lifespan. As long as circumstances change within that period, like gaining another foundation establishnt mber, the demotion can be rescinded and you won't have to reapply for a promotion or pay the costs that co with it.
You can visit any branch to have the demotion rescinded once they confirm everything is authentic. Then they'll update the status at the headquarters," Yang Qing patiently explained.
When an unranked organization got promoted, they usually paid a fee of 10 low-grade spirit stones. That fee increased the further up the promotion was. For example, moving from rank 5 to rank 4 the charge would be 10 middle-grade stones, and from rank 4 to rank 3 would be 5 high-grade spirit stones.
A grace period was introduced to help cushion the blow to those struggling to maintain their ranks.
Most organizations in a similar situation to the Clear sword river sect, would pour every resource they had into ensuring they didn't get demoted. Those, who by so miracle end up pulling it off before their grace period is up, end up with nothing to their na at that point since they have used every stone and resource they have to survive and prevent the demotion.
Asking them to pay 10 low-grade spirit stones for another evaluation, is like asking a mortal farr to produce milk from a stone. They'd have to stay as an unranked organization until they got enough spirit stones to pay for the evaluation cost, then they'd have to wait patiently until they get slotted. If their luck is horrible, it would be a year.
With how unpredictable the cultivation world was, a lot could happen within that year, such as the death of the mber they cultivated to ensure they remained a rank 5 organization.
That reality wasn't an impossibility since Yang Qing had seen it happen a few tis, whereby a sect files for a promotion, only for the mber supposed to be evaluated dies before the evaluation is done, nullifying the evaluation process.
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"Master Yang Qing you must have noticed the state of the sect, right?" Wang Yi said with a bitter smile.
He left a few things unsaid but Yang Qing knew where he was getting at.
Excluding him, there were 11 more people within the sect. Of these 11 people, only three were in the qi refinent stage and none of them was past the 3rd level.
The majority of the remaining eight were in the body refining realm and it was the weakest rank at that, the iron stage.
Bar anything unexpected, it was almost impossible for any of them to reach the foundation establishnt realm in three months, which was the lifespan Yang Qing roughly estimated, Wang Yi had.
When Yang Qing's thoughts reached this point, he didn't know what to say. He couldn't in good conscience tell him that sothing could happen in the few remaining months he had left.
While there were tales of fortuitous encounters happening that made one leap to the skies in one step, those tales were few and far in between and most of them happened in perilous places like abandoned mysterious realms and grottos or the millions fold treasure ocean.
They didn't just fall from the sky or fell into soone's lap while he or she was sleeping and it wasn't just anybody who got them. Those who did, despite their backgrounds, all had an absurd amount of karmic luck enough to rival that of a rank 3 empire that has had good ruling for thousands of years.
Luck, just like ti and space, was an ultimate Dao rule. However, unlike the latter two, luck couldn't be cultivated or gain insight into. You could only be born with it and it had no rhy or reason as to who would be chosen. You could be the prince of so big empire or a child born in a slave mine.
Despite their starting point, none of them grows up to be a simple character.
While it didn't grant invincibility due to the unpredictability of luck and how at tis it went hand in hand with calamity. Those who survived its trials grew up to be big shots whose nas shook the Southern continent.
Yang Qing had read of one such person, who was still alive today. He was the founder of the Bright pearl sect.
His parents were slaves to so dark alchemy organization. They were used as live cauldrons which was an insidious art where potions were brewed inside the bodies of said persons.
Those with special physiques were pri targets for this technique as the potions produced with them as cauldrons, would have special attributes because of their physique.
That founder's parents had a wood physique, and though it was nothing special, it had the effect of increasing success in potion brewing. Their physiques could temper volatile ingredients.
As luck would have it, their dear son, the founder of the Bright pearl sect, was born with a wood physique like theirs, except his' was even stronger, which granted him a body that was just perfect for the human alchemy cauldron art since his body could endure the damage the art caused and regenerate.
He was the perfect human cauldron and catalyst.
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