Daily life of a cultivation judge Chapter 1393: These four

Capítulo 1393: These four

The first thing to hit Yang Qing’s mind when he interacted with the jade slip was a na—”Xie Huan.”

He did not need to ponder long what that na ant, as a stream of information that was a mix of images, videos, and accompanying statents containing the when, where, and what quickly poured into his mind.

“Xie Huan,” Yang Qing silently murmured as he slowly digested the information he received.

The fog that shrouded this case of his had finally thinned to the point that he could see what really was around him. He did not have to grope around the blurriness anymore, and neither did he have to see vague outlines and try to guess what they were.

He could finally see the features with clarity. He might not know where said features were located geographically, but at least he could tell the forest from the trees.

His guess had been confird.

Xie Huan was a treefolk mber, and not only that, he was one belonging to the Aurora Dark Winter Jade Spruce Tribe. And from the transcripts, it seed he had visited Gold Eagle Town quite so ti ago and had been a regular for quite a bit there until he suddenly stopped, which, given the tiline, was about a week before Bai Chen’s disappearance.

And as Yang Qing had guessed, Xie Huan had indeed interacted with the Bluefin Escort Agency, though not as frequent as his visits to Gold Eagle Town, but they had interacted nonetheless.

Yang Qing sighed as a wave of relief washed over him. Never had he been more thankful for the Order’s diligence and overly suspicious nature than he was now.

They had everything he could ask for about the character nad Xie Huan. They had his age, which was thirty-four years old. They had his cultivation realm, both the real one and the fake one he put out when he got into town. He had faked being a first-stage palace realm expert when he was, in fact, at the fourth stage.

He more than likely thought no one would be able to see through his disguise. How was he to know that a very powerful saint-grade treasure, whose very ability was to reveal the true nature of things, had set its sight on him before he had even set foot in town?

There was one thing Yang Qing did find surprising, which was the special note attached next to Xie Huan’s profile by the Heart Stone Steele. It said that while he was a pure-blooded Aurora Dark Winter Jade Spruce Tribe mber, he was missing a third of his essence, as if it had been purged out of him.

Yang Qing was not sure what that ant or signified, as there was not much clarification left behind on the matter besides that. Not that he minded missing that piece of information anyway, because he had already gotten more than he had even expected.

As he had hoped for, Xie Huan had been shadowed by the Flying Shadow Hawks even after he left the town, which led to more discoveries, such as other aliases he used.

The Xie Huan persona he used, which the report had not confird as his true identity or not, had him as a rogue cultivator with skills in herbology and also as an adventurer of the Odyssey Horizon Guild.

From the report, it seed he was pretty well regarded by quite a substantial number of rogue cultivators who owed a life debt to him.

And also, because of his herbology skills and the fact that, surprisingly, he was daring enough to go harvest spiritual plants and herbs from the Green Fog Region, he was also highly regarded in alchemist circles across the established organizations’ community and among the rogue cultivators.

Given that he had not been spied on for long and the fact that what necessitated said action was more his lineage than anything else, the information the Flying Shadow Hawks had on him, though quite substantive—at least for what Yang Qing needed or expected—was not completely thorough. Xie Huan’s entire life had not been mapped out.

All they had was what they could dig up in the three years he had fallen under their radar, which was about the ti his visits to Gold Eagle Town started to beco frequent.

While he did not have Xie Huan’s entire life detailed out, Yang Qing was the furthest thing from dissatisfied because, while he did not have everything about Xie Huan, he did have plenty about Xue Peng, the guest elder of the Drunken Dream Formation Manor; Wu Chen, the roaming appraiser known for fair prices and good quality work, and even stellar when it ca to appraising yin-aligned treasures, artifacts, plants, pills, potions, and the like; and Cao Tian, a painter who has sold quality works here and there and is rumored to be from Hebei.

Yang Qing could not help but smile in admiration at the thoroughness of the Flying Shadow Hawks because they had even gone to the effort of attaching a list of thirty organizations that “Appraiser Wu Chen” had worked with, and to no surprise, Yang Qing spotted a familiar na: the Vast Blue rchant Company was one of Wu Chen’s clients.

The last na, however, was the one that drew the most heated gaze from Yang Qing.

Whatever guesses and suspicions he had were no longer suspicions. He had found his kidnapper. Xie Huan, Xue Peng, Wu Chen, and Cao Tian—one of those four did the deed, or technically, all four did, given it was the sa person.

“I really owe the Flying Shadow Hawks and Administrator Liu Wen a favor,” said Yang Qing, sighing in gratitude.

“Seems like you found what you were looking for?” Fei Chen comnted as he took a sip of his wine.

“Yes, and then so,” Yang Qing said as a heartfelt sigh escaped his lips, and a sense of calm washed over him.

He finally had a face, a na, and a very solid trail to follow, and the information he now had on hand was more than sufficient to track his kidnapper’s karma. After all, while those nas could be fakes, the lives those four personas led were not.

Guest Elder Xue Peng was very much real. He was a verifiable Guest Elder of the Drunken Dream Formation Manor, which was a rank-three organization that specialized in setting up formation arrays in buildings of leisure and entertainnt, where aesthetics, relaxation, entertainnt, and arrays t together.

They used things like brews of teas, wine, and flowers to weave their arrays, which not only played with the flavors of said items but even pushed them further beyond the realms of imagination of what each of those components could be or do, like borrowing their properties and rging them with musical notes into the functionality of the array to quell heart and ntal demons.

The way the Drunken Dream Formation Manor blended these aspects was a work of art. Formation arrays were to them like a piece of canvas, a brush, or a guqin from which their music ca. Of course, given their specialty, they earned pretty divisive views from many. It took incredible talent and ingenuity to do what they did with formation arrays; using items many would not think of and centering an array around, like the aroma of tea or food dishes, and so on.

Not many could do what they did. As such, many admired their works, and then there were those who thought it was a waste of their talents to be using their insights on leisure and entertainnt instead of using their talents on the more practical side of formation arrays and helping push the continent’s understanding of arrays forward.

Yang Qing fell in the category of admirers, having been one of the beneficiaries of their works. All the array work in the Thousands Flavors Restaurant had been done by the Drunken Dream Formation Manor, and it was so of the most refined and eye-opening work he had ever seen. It contributed greatly to his enjoynt of his als there.

And it was not just the Thousands Flavors Restaurant. Almost all the restaurants and resting inns on the Order’s grounds had their arrays done by the Drunken Dream Formation Manor.

They were pretty well known, and as such, it would be foolish to try and impersonate soone from there. Therefore, that Guest Elder Xue Peng was highly unlikely to be a fictitious person. The na could be made up, but not the life they led.

The sa was true for Appraiser Wu Chen. Appraising was a highly sensitive matter that many organizations would take great care in, because it was not just reputation that hung in the balance when things went wrong. Consequently, when it ca to hiring the services of one, the scrutiny it would get would be no less than that of deciding your next leader or one of the more important positions within the organization.

Organizations, more so rchant ones and the more established ones, did not joke around when it ca to who they gave their appraisal work to. That is why an organization like the Silver Frost Eagles would rather not receive anything for the work they were doing for Yang Qing in exchange for getting Fan i to do appraisals for them.

Thus, if you were going to impersonate soone or create a fake persona, an appraiser would be the last you would go for, because it could easily be verified if you were, in fact, one or not, as appraisal was built on reputation. If you were a good one, people would know, and if you were a bad one, people would know too—that is, if you were lucky enough to still keep your life after building up such a reputation.

And if you were crazy enough to impersonate one, you would not do so by using the na of an appraiser who had done jobs for almost twenty-five rank-three organizations.

Wu Chen was, therefore, very real.

Cao Tian, on the other hand, could be easily faked because he was just a painter. Although Yang Qing actually held hopes that it could be the kidnapper’s true identity, with the others being ans to an end. After all, whether it be Guest Elder Xue Peng or Appraiser Wu Chen, both these identities were well placed in circles where soone could interact with the biggest sources for information and resources, given the clientele they dealt with.

Cao Tian, on the other hand, was a painter who sold a few good paintings here and there. In fact, from the report, his information was the most sparse and would not have been there had Xie Huan not been tailed by a domain expert of the Flying Shadow Hawks, who showed himself to be quite zealous in his work as he had tailed the treefolk mber for four months, without any pause in between. Where Xie Huan went, that domain expert followed like a shadow with no sense of personal space.

Yang Qing was actually quite surprised to find out that Xie Huan had been tailed by a domain expert. Given his cultivation realm, he would have expected it to be done by Flying Shadow Hawk mbers who were in the sa realm as him, and it indeed would have been them, had it not been noted that Xie Huan seed highly sensitive when he was monitored by even a Flying Shadow Hawk mber who was at the late stages of the palace realm and highly skilled in concealing himself.

The sensitivity was attributed to his innate traits as an Aurora Dark Winter Jade Spruce Treefolk, which was also nad as the likely culprit behind how Xie Huan could seamlessly hide his true cultivation realm or wear the different identities that he had. He did not just change faces, but his aura and the signature of his soul, which ant that those in the palace realm, regardless of rank, would be unable to see through it easily.

“Explains why he only dealt with rank-three organizations with those two identities,” Yang Qing thoughtfully murmured.