Night of the Broken Gliph

Night fell.

In an opulent room without much decoration, a small space was separated to make a quiet chamber which only consisted of an incense burner and a worn-out cushion; the result of its owner’s hard work.

Two beds were on the other side of the room, both occupied. One youth was lying down while the other sat on the bed silently. Both youths were bright red like cooked prawns. However, beneath their bright red skin, it could be seen that their meridians had turned black. They looked like monsters.

“Who are you to snatch my chance away, Kam Chin Kee!? Who are you to do that!?”

“Elder brother… elder brother…” The sleeping teen mumbled to himself in anger and sorrow sometimes. The other youth who had woken up only listened to him without a word.

After a long moment, he stood up and left the room.

Creak.

When he exited the room, there were already people waiting for him. “Are you Hung Ching Yeung?”

The youth now looked like a monster, nothing close to being a young master of the Hung Clan. But this did not bother him as he turned to Chui Yim. “Which of you is Kam Chin Kee?”

Hung Ching Yeung locked eyes with Kam Chin Kee and nodded. “Great.” The next moment, he raised his hands and snapped his fingers.

Whoosh! Hung Ching Yeung attacked without warning, leaving Kam Chin Kee unable to react in time. Luckily, Chui Yim was able to block him in time, because unlike Kam Chin Kee who needed to draw gliphs and summon puppets, Chui Yim was a close combat fighter and he was already right next to Kam Chin Kee. He only needed to take half a step to defend his friend.

However, he didn’t have time to activate any gliphilities or put on his strong armour.

Pfft!

Even with Chui Yim blocking, a clear sound was heard, and there was a finger-sized hole that pierced through Chui Yim, going for Kam Chin Kee.

However, this gave Kam Chin Kee enough time to draw the Blue Ghost Gliph and block in front of Chui Yim!

Boom!

The gliph shattered in an instant, with Hung Ching Yeung’s attack disappearing at the same time. Kam Chin Kee was also sent flying like a cannonball!

“What are you doing!?” Ping San Yat and the rest immediately covered for the teens, and even the Great Wisdom City residents were shocked and confused. They were shocked at how powerful Hung Ching Yeung was, but confused by his current actions.

“Indeed impressive that you’re able to take an attack from me despite the difference in states.” Hung Ching Yeung raised a brow. “This is for you because you snatched my younger brother’s opportunity. Since you managed to take that attack, we’ll write it off.”

But Chui Yim had already stood up, his burning hair dancing in the air. As he activated the Heaven’s Flame, the hole in his shoulder started to recover slowly. “Write it off? Do you think everything will be okay just because you say so!?”

Chui Yim was both shocked and furious. Even with his strong body, he suffered a hole in his shoulder, so what if it was Kam Chin Kee who received the attack?

Chui Yim could tell that Hung Ching Yeung was aiming at Kam Chin Kee’s heart. But what shocked him was that the opponent was way more powerful than he thought! It reminded him of how he had constantly heard about Hung Ching Yeung being the number one cultivator of Great Wisdom City these days.

Even if the city was filled with powerful cultivators, including Hung Siu, who was in the five-chambered state, all the residents said the best cultivator of Great Wisdom City was Hung Ching Yeung. They were all anticipating the day when Hung Ching Yeung grew up to become the next five-chambered cultivator of the clan alongside his uncle!

Hung Ching Yeung was an ordinary-looking three-chambered cultivator, but the energliph movement from his attack made Chui Yim realize that Hung Ching Yeung was way more powerful than Yuen Ho, who they fought previously!

Chui Yim now had the intention to kill Hung Ching Yeung, who had the ability to threaten his and Kam Chin Kee’s lives.

“Enough!” A voice bombarded across the place. They were in the Hung Clan, and everything that happened could not escape Hung Siu’s eyes. Hung Siu’s voice rang out from nowhere, “Ching Yeung, assist them.”

Even though he was entirely red like a monster, Hung Ching Yeung still bowed toward a certain direction politely. “Ching Yeung heeds your order.”

The gliphists and alchemists from Southern Ping surrounded Hung Ching Yeung to find out more from him. Chui Yim was staring at Hung Ching Yeung hard, just like a gamecock. It was a funny sight, but the sight of Hung Ching Yeung’s body shining red like a dangerous beast ready to attack was not funny.

However, Hung Ching Yeung took this matter calmly, despite looking like a man-eating beast now.

The crowd couldn’t help but look at Hung Ching Yeung with respect. Ping San Yat felt his head hurt at this scene, but as the Southern Ping’s Ping Clan Leader, he took the lead.

“So, what happened?”

“I have no idea,” Hung Ching Yeung answered honestly.

“How did you wake up?”

“Maybe because I’m more powerful.”

The crowd was left speechless, but it was true; amongst all the cultivators that were poisoned during this incident, Hung Ching Yeung was the strongest.

“I think there was something wrong with the pill.” Hung Ching Yeung gave his opinion.

“Pill? What pill?” Ping San Yat was confused. Since the Heavenly Silver Waterfall was such an important part of Great Wisdom City, such a secret would naturally not land in the ears of others. Moreover, they only arrived this afternoon, and all they knew was that all the casualties had one thing in common, which was that they were cultivating in the waterfall.

Hung Kwan explained the details to Ping San Yat.

“Please hand us one of these pills.”

Very soon, someone brought a pill over.

Everyone from Southern Ping took turns checking the pill, and they all concluded that there was nothing wrong with it. Chui Yim side-eyed them; “Are you guys idiots? I ate one too before heading into the waterfall, obviously I did a check on it first!”

The crowd could only smile bitterly; they dared not offend this bald kid. Be it the status as Cloud Palace’s seventh teacher, the grandmaster who invented weapon refining, or Southern Ping’s Princess’s crush, the crowd could only smile bitterly in response.

At this moment, Hung Ching Yeung spoke again. “I’m going to die.”

“What?” The crowd was badly shocked.

Hung Ching Yeung shut his eyes to feel the changes.

“It probably isn’t poison, but blood energy from the Heavenly Silver Waterfall. The Heavenly Silver Waterfall was formed from the remains of an ancient beast. It’s powerful, but it’s incompatible with human blood,” Hung Ching Yeung said calmly, as if he was not talking about his own body and life. “Therefore, we have this Blood Purification Pill, which allows cultivators to achieve a state of inner unity. No matter how the blood energy refines the body, no impurities will remain within the cultivator’s body.”