CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 493 REJUDGMENT

"Where is the victim?" Iron Judge Mu Yi did not rush to begin the trial but instead slightly raised his gaze, staring at the entrance of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Before Chu Feng was brought here, he had already broadly understood the case.

Mao Wu Mountain Master had also sent people to give a heads up early on.

Such was the tacit rule before the Law Enforcement Hall’s trials of criminals.

First and foremost, one had to find out whether the perpetrator had any significant background or powerful connections. Then, to understand the victim’s background. Only after that would they look into the details of the case.

The purpose of this was to prevent wrong judgments and to amend the judgment under pressure if one party had a significant background.

Should there be a need to amend a judgment after it’s made, or even if it is overturned by superiors, wouldn’t that be like slapping one’s own face?

Hence, to become the Chief Judge of the Law Enforcement Hall is no easy task.

If one cannot take into account all possible factors and ends up with a wrongful judgment that leads to public embarrassment, that would be a stain on their record.

It can be said that the verdict had already been set even before Chu Feng was brought into the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Bring him in!"

Steward Chen Cheng, with his men, carried the injured Luo Sishui into the Law Enforcement Hall. In order to deal with Chu Feng and vent his anger, Chen Cheng personally accompanied Luo Sishui into the Law Enforcement Hall.

His own capable subordinate had been crippled by someone.

And the attitude was extremely arrogant, even taking Li Shishi away. This made Steward Chen Cheng gnash his teeth in hatred towards Chu Feng.

He was determined to deal with Chu Feng like a dead dog to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Your Honor, please seek justice for the lowly one... woo woo..." Luo Sishui’s wounds had been treated. However, stopping the bleeding was not that easy.

One could see the white bandages soaked with blood.

"There’s no need to wail, this Judge will conduct a fair trial and give you an explanation," Iron Judge Mu Yi said solemnly, with an icy and ruthless voice.

He subconsciously touched a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng within his sleeve.

This object could replenish Qi-Blood, nourish the Divine Soul, and even prolong life...

A thousand-year-old ginseng might be available in any regular medicine store. Quite common. Ten-thousand-year-old ginseng, by comparison, would be much rarer. As for one that is a hundred-thousand years old, it is absolutely rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, a treasure of the world.

A ginseng reaching a hundred-thousand years old is directly referred to as Earth Spirit.

That is to say, it has effectively become a mystical creature.

This shows how precious and high-level it is.

The ginseng spirit in Iron Judge Mu Yi’s sleeve had fully formed arms and legs, and even its head had taken shape, lacking only the facial features of a human.

To have a ginseng completely take human form would probably require it to reach a million years old.

A ginseng of that age is no longer called an Earth Spirit, but rather a God. It has the ability to traverse the earth at will.

To dig up a million-year-old Earth Spirit, only some exceedingly skilled ginseng hunters might have a chance of finding one.

"Considering this ginseng in my possession, I must rejudge Chu Feng today!"

The ginseng spirit in Iron Judge Mu Yi’s sleeve was a gift from Mao Wu Mountain Master. There was but one purpose: to ensure he rendered a harsh judgment on Chu Feng.

A few years ago, Mu Yi suffered an injury during his cultivation and urgently needed to replenish his depleted Qi-Blood.

Although he had taken plenty of Elixirs over the years and had resorted to dietary therapy, the results were not ideal. After all, once the Primordial Qi is injured, it is extremely difficult to recover it to its original state within just a few years.

Unless there is an expert of Chu Feng’s Alchemy Venerate Level to personally refine a healing elixir for him, then a recovery in a short period might be possible.

He is merely an Iron Judge at the Outer Sect’s Enforcement Hall of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and he has not been promoted for very long.

Not to mention an Alchemy Venerate, even those of Alchemy King Level do not recognize him.

If he wishes to request Elixirs, he must possess astonishing wealth; only then would it be possible.

Receiving the salary of an Iron Judge every month, without any side incomes, wanting to request an Alchemy King to refine Elixirs for him is nearly wishful thinking.

Mu Yi, when he was an Intern Judge in the past, was very timid and had always maintained his initial resolve.

He delivered judgments justly and sternly, never daring to take bribes.

It is only in these years after sustaining injuries that he dared to clandestinely accept some bribes.

This time, receiving a ten thousand years old ginseng spirit gifted by Mao Wu Mountain Master is undoubtedly the most astonishing amount of wealth he has ever received.

In fact, this ten thousand years old ginseng spirit is also the most precious among the medicinal materials collected by Mao Wu Mountain Master. In order to kill Chu Feng and ingratiate himself with Young Master Jia,

he aimed to achieve promotion and advance in rank.

That was why Mao Wu Mountain Master was willing to go all out and use the ginseng spirit to bribe the Iron Judge Mu Yi.

"The son of Zong Ling, Young Master Jia arrives!" The guard outside shouted in a loud voice.

Everyone inside the hall involuntarily tensed up and showed a respectful expression on their faces.

Even the highest-ranking official present, the Judicial Officer, Iron Judge Mu Yi, and Mao Wu Mountain Master, had to act subservient in front of Jia Zhenjing.

Mao Wu Mountain Master’s face showed joy, putting on an obsequious and enthusiastic smile, he stood up from his seat, and hurried down the steps to personally greet Young Master Jia at the door.

Mu Yi and Judicial Officer Song Hangshu were much more reserved.

They just stood up with their faces full of respect, but did not go down the steps.

"Ah, Young Master Jia, such a distinguished guest you are! Please take the seat of honor!" With his waist bent, Mao Wu Mountain Master’s expression and demeanor were the epitome of sycophancy and servility.

"I pay my respects to Young Master Jia!"

Others bowed and saluted Young Master Jia at the same time.

Only Chu Feng stood proudly upright, his eyes coldly mocking Young Master Jia.

"No need for such courtesy! I, this young master, have heard that this Chu surname brat, relying on his success in the second level of the Qiankun Sword Formation, has become extremely arrogant. Intruding onto others’ territory and inflicting serious injuries, yet he has the audacity to be overbearing."

"Listen up, with this young master sitting here today, the judgment should be carried out as it ought to be. If this Chu surname brat dares to act arrogantly again, this young master will slap him into a dead dog."

Young Master Jia spoke arrogantly as he walked up the steps and sat down on the Grandmaster chair behind.

This fellow, who was previously defeated by Chu Feng and even lost his ancestral Jade Pendant,

now boasts in public about how he would slap Chu Feng into a dead dog.

He is not afraid of spraining his own hand.

"Let’s begin!"

With his backer, Mao Wu Mountain Master, present, his confidence was bolstered, and he took the initiative, urging Mu Yi to quickly deliver the judgment.

Next, Mu Yi recounted the charges against Chu Feng in the hall, then dove into the main topic.

"Chu Feng, your actions of harming others, followed by your insolence towards the Law Enforcement Hall’s disciples have been extremely wicked and severe. According to the Sect rules, your cultivation shall be stripped, demoted to a Sword Slave, and you will be sent to a new Medicine Mountain for penal servitude in mountain-building."

Mu Yi, having steeled his heart, clenched his teeth and delivered a harsh verdict against Chu Feng.

Such a heavy punishment, even for murder, would not have been much different.