Daily life of a cultivation judge
Chapter 1183 - 1183: The call that came with an unexpected find (1)

The nest was swallowed by silent tranquility as both Yang Qing and the celestial nesting weaver immersed themselves in their respective cultivation, granting the space a rare moment of peace between the two. There was no bickering, no fighting, no one trying to rile the other up and the other reacting; just perfect silence.

After about an hour of meditation, Yang Qing finally stirred, feeling refreshed and renewed by the results. His eyes immediately drifted toward the violet mist surrounding the fig tree that housed the celestial nesting weaver.

"I wonder if it's preparing for a breakthrough," Yang Qing mused, casting a pensive look at the mist.

He hadn't been around much in his abode lately, given how out and about he had been as a result of Bai Chen's case. But still, during the few times he had been home, he always found the celestial nesting weaver in seclusion.

Normally, its meditative sessions only lasted a few hours. The rest of the time was usually spent mocking and riling him up or making improvements to the nest.

So it was unusual for it to stay in seclusion for days on end, unless it had hit a bottleneck in its cultivation, unlocked more of its inherited bloodline memories and needed time to digest them, or was preparing for another breakthrough.

All cultivators—genius or ordinary, common race or mythical—were not exempt from the need to make ample preparations before breaking through.

Whatever reason drove the Celestial Nesting Weaver into seclusion, Yang Qing welcomed it gladly. It meant he wouldn't have to deal with its foul mouth anytime soon, nor worry about being asked to fork over more treasures.

Speaking of treasures... Yang Qing's eyes gleamed with anticipation and curiosity over what Ellie would bring back as compensation for robbing him. Considering how thoroughly she cleaned him out this time—and the quality of fish she'd taken—he wouldn't be settling for anything less than something stellar or rare.

And if she didn't meet the standard, as he'd begun to notice a troubling trend of her trying to cheapen her end of the bargain, well, a certain part of him would be all too glad. With the Starlight Crab in seclusion and the Celestial Nesting Weaver likely following suit, he needed another body of flesh to practice his Brilliant Ray Fist Art on. He couldn't think of a more deserving target than Ellie.

Just as he was drowning in ecstatic thoughts of pummeling Ellie to his heart's content, a reaction pulsed from his communication talisman. A small smile formed on his face when he saw who the caller was. He had half expected it to be Fan Mei, informing him of the arrival of the Silver Frost Eagle liaison, or the captain from the Wind Gliding Mercenary Escorts deployed for his commission.

But to his surprise, it wasn't his logistical advisor calling him—it was Meifeng, the parasitic purple flower spore sycamore tree he had befriended during his time in the Deer Mountain Range.

Ever since he gave her a communication talisman before leaving the range, she had been calling him almost every day, driven partly by her desire to talk to Yang Qing, and partly by the novelty of the talisman itself, along with the childlike fascination and excitement that she had from operating it.

Yang Qing sighed lightly, some part of him debating whether to answer or not, given the mountain of tasks still pending. But in the end, he relented. This was one of the few brief moments of reprieve he'd have in a while, so he might as well make the most of it.

So, he picked up.

"Hello, Meifeng. And before you start, just know that we only have twenty-five minutes. I'm currently working on a case, so I can't spare more time than that," Yang Qing immediately declared upon answering the call.

"When are you coming to Deer Mountain Range?" Meifeng instantly asked, excitement already bubbling in her voice.

Without giving Yang Qing a chance to respond, she followed up with, "I found a nest of dreamshade ambrosia bees, and it's filled with honey! By my estimate, it should be about five thousand catties worth. I wonder how long it's been there?"

"Really?!" Yang Qing asked, agitatedly. He had been halfway to asking Meifeng if she'd heard the timer he set on their conversation, considering her blatant disregard for it, but her announcement completely derailed that thought.

In that moment, his entire being was swallowed by the image of the five thousand catties of dreamshade ambrosia honey Meifeng had just mentioned.

How could he not, when the taste of that honey was so breathtaking it felt like consuming divine syrup? And that was before even mentioning the myriad benefits it offered to cultivators like detoxifying the body of poisonous substances, purifying the soul, and helping one enter deep meditation with a fair chance of triggering insight or enlightenment. And those were just a few of its many advantages.

Of course, Yang Qing couldn't care less about its cultivation benefits. What mattered most to him was its heavenly taste.

He had once gotten his hands on a sample, which was but a tiny vial that had cost him an arm and a tooth to acquire, but the taste had been more than worth the mountain of debt and the months of poverty it plunged him into.

He could never forget that flavor. Of all the things he had eaten, few came close to that honey. And now Meifeng was telling him she'd found a nest filled with five thousand catties of the stuff?

He was half a mind away from dropping everything and rushing over immediately.

But regrettably, he couldn't. There was the missing person case still hanging over him, and more importantly, wherever there was a nest of dreamshade ambrosia bees, there was always bound to be a powerful spirit beast lurking nearby that guarded the honey like a precious treasure, which more often than not were usually at the palace realm.

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