Night of the Broken Gliph

The worst did not happen. 

After tattooing the complex Spiral Dragon gliph on Chor Shing Chit with an unknown mineral, tattooing the Light Wind gliph for Wong Kwon was a piece of cake to Chui Yim. Not only because he had all ingredients he needed, but also because of the increase in his energliph. Chui Yim could feel that his energliph doubled from yesterday! 

So what did it mean to have his energliph doubled?

Ever since Chui Yim started cultivating the Nine Levels Of Heaven’s Flame when he was twelve, it took eight years of cultivation for him to have his strength doubled. Of course, it was beyond this. The older one was, the faster he cultivated as he’d require more energliph. Over a night, he managed to get the results that required eight years of hard work, how terrifying must this upgrade be? 

What happened to me? 

Tattooing the gliph for Wong Kwan was a smooth process. Chui Yim even had the spare energy to tattoo a Hidden Cloud gliph for her, leaving only a finger-sized cloud-looking gliph on her arm. 

Other than Bak Wun and Chor Shing Chit, the students, including Ha Yu Bing who had her hand placed on Wong Kwan’s wind chamber, watched Chui Yim in astonishment.

Is he really just a child? 

Chui Yim tattooed the gliph with stability and smoothness, even topping it off with the Hidden Cloud gliph.. This was something that even single-gliphic gliphists couldn’t achieve. Normally, a gliphist would only have enough energy left to tattoo an extra Hidden Cloud if the gliphist were of a state higher than the glipher. What happened when Chui Yim tattooed gliph onto Chor Shing Chit was normal—he nearly lost his life, why would he have energy left for Hidden Cloud gliph? 

The Hidden Cloud was a simple gliph, but it could only be tattooed after the main gliph, and being a different type from the main gliph, it might cause the main gliph to fall apart if something went wrong. Only gliphist who were confident enough with themself could hide the gliph perfectly amongst the cloud. 

It was normal for one to not recognise the Hidden Cloud gliph, like Chan Ching, who only saw it for the first time on the Fallen Star’s Rod as a gliphist of such state was uncommon, especially at small cities like Southary. 

Chui Yim’s confidence and calmness even reminded Ha Yu Bing of her clan’s gliphist when he tattooed the gliph for her. The similarity was huge!  

Like what Chui Yim said after the gliph was tattooed onto Wong Kwan’s left arm chamber, it started to coordinate with the heavily injured wind chamber that wasn’t able to cultivate energliph. After getting energliph from her left arm chamber and with Chui Yim’s medication, Wong Kwan slowly recovered. She stopped frowning from pain, and her breathing turned stable before falling into a deep sleep.  

“Thank you…” Ha Yu Bing turned towards Chui Yim and Chor Shing Chit softly. But Chui Yim ignored her. To him, he saved Wong Kwan because of Chor Shing Chit. Even an idiot could tell that Wong Kwan was not just a random person to Chor Shing Chit. After knowing Chor Shing Chit for years, as a brother, or even a student, Chui Yim had to save Wong Kwan for Chor Shing Chit no matter what. 

As for Ha Yu Bing’s gratitude and Wong Kwan, it didn’t matter to him. He’d save whoever Chor Shing Chit needed him to, even if it was a dog. 

The night fell. Moonlight shone down to the earth with a bright bold glow. 

Wong Kwan’s eyes fluttered open slowly. She first checked her body condition and was surprised to find out that her injured wind chamber was slowly recovering, and she had been tattooed with a gliph on her left arm chamber. 

“You’re awake?” A gloomy voice rang across the darkness. 

Creak. 

Somebody pushed the window open, revealing the firm, gigantic figure of his that shone under the beautiful moonlight. Wong Kwan stared at him dumbfoundedly, as if she could do this for her whole life. 

“Because you were seriously injured, my friend figured that the only way to save you would be to tattoo a gliph in your left arm chamber, thus…” Seeing that Wong Kwan seemed to be at a loss, Chor Shing Chit thought it was because of her injury. Thus he told her everything that took place in the morning slowly. 

“I see that I owe little friend Chui a life.” Wong Kwan sighed after knowing what went on. 

She tried to stand up and managed to do so successfully. Wong Kwan was surprised that despite being weak due to her injury, she could still stand, showing that there were no major problems with her body. Since every gliphist were great in gliphism and read a lot, Wong Kwan had basic knowledge on medication too. 

She was aware of how seriously injured she was, but in less than half a day, she was able to stand and walk normally again. It made her gasp at what a great doctor Chui Yim was. 

“Do you want to take a walk?” 

Chor Shing Chit nodded after a short hesitation. 

Chui Yim sat on the bed crossed-legged. The changes taking place in his body surprised him greatly. If not that Wong Kwan’s injury needed immediate attention, Chui Yim would have checked on his body as soon as he woke up. He could feel that he had upgraded entirely to a new level, from body to energliph. 

The Nine Levels Of Heaven’s Flame took a long time to level up. Chui Yim only managed to reach the fifth level after cultivating for many tens of years back in his last life, and the second level after cultivating for eight years in this life. Now that his energliph increased sharpy just because he ate a drumstick was a pleasant surprise to him. 

However, Chui Yim’s physical limit had yet to change; it was still fifteen minutes. But there was a distinct increase in his speed and strength. Chui Yim even felt that he was now similar to Chan Ngou Tin who was in the one-chambered state. He had yet to break through the wind chamber or have a gliph tattooed in him, but he was now similar to a one-chambered glipher? 

So what did I eat? 

After the happiness faded, Chui Yim was left with calmness to think. The Nine Levels Of Heaven’s Flame was a special cultivation style that came with the ability to control fire and worked very well with strength. However, there was a bottleneck in the style which hindered the cultivator from breaking through despite having enough energliph, unlike normal styles that allowed breakthroughs as long as the energliph was full in the cultivator’s chamber. 

Never had Chui Yim thought of this possibility because he only met with his first bottleneck when he cultivated to the fourth level. It caught Chui Yim off-guard. 

He could feel that his wind chamber brimming, and by right, he should’ve been able to tattoo a gliph on him now. But he did not even feel like he was going to breakthrough, and it was obvious that the Nine Levels Of Heaven’s Flame turned into a huge barrier, blocking his wind chamber tightly. 

Eh? 

Chui Yim could roughly feel the difference in his heart. 

He had heard from Chui Tin that a spark of Heaven’s Flame resided beside his heart. It might be just a spark, but Heaven’s Flame was something that could burn up anything in the world. Even Chui Tin had no idea why did it not burn Chui Yim up. For the past twelve years, unless Chui Yim challenged his limits, the Heaven’s Flame in him stayed where it was and brought no pain to Chui Yim’s weak, poor heart. Now that Chui Yim realised that the spark of Heaven’s Flame grew too, he was left thunderstruck. 

I was already put through so much pain when it was just a small spark and now… Don’t tell me the drumstick did not only increase my physical ability and energliph but this Heaven’s flame too? 

Chui Yim was exasperated. He would rather not get stronger if this was the case. A second later, he calmed down realising that his limit was still fifteen minutes. Since it has happened, there’s no point in worrying over it. 

Vexed, he stood up and decided to take a walk. He saw Chor Shing Chit and Wong Kwan standing under the moonlight, looking at the night sky as soon as he pushed the door open. Wong Kwan was a stunning beauty. The gentle aura on her along with the moonlight shining down on her made her look like a fairy, while Chor Shing Chit’s fierce and huge physique fitted Wong Kwan well like a great pair despite not being a handsome dude. 

Chui Yim wore a weird expression on his face and turned around silently to return to his room at the sight. Chor Shing Chit who saw all of this laughed in his heart. “C’mere. Since you had already made your way out,” he said coldly. 

Chui Yim stopped abruptly and wore an embarrassed smile. “Sorry, I didn’t know you guys were here.” 

“Thank you for saving my life, little friend.” Wong Kwan bowed towards Chui Yim. “I’ve heard about you from Shing Chit. Such a genius would definitely make it into the Cloud Palace.” 

“Of course.” Chui Yim laughed heartily hearing her, not feeling even the slightest embarrassed. His reaction made Wong Kwan smile. She felt that Chui Yim was a fun kid, and somehow admired how he did not feel embarrassed and instead accepted praises openly. 

“Chui Yim saw that gliph too.” Just then, Chor Shing Chit spoke up. Wong Kwan’s face changed upon hearing about it, but she made no comments and stared at her feet instead. 

“You’re curious, right?” Chor Shing Chit turned to Chui Yim. “Let me tell you the story, then.”