Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Chor Shing Chit stepped backwards until he stood right in front of the fainted Chui Yim. That wont happen.

Mo-Yung Yin squinted as if deep in thought, Could he be a disciple of the Chor Clan, or your son?

He isnt part of the Chor Clan. Chor Shing Chit shook his head after a pause.

Since thats the case, why bother saving the life of a nobody? Mo-Yung Yin smiled at his reply. Mo-Yung Yin had an equally beautiful and cruel smile. A doctor grasped the lives of their patients in their hands, and they could as easily decide to kill them just as they could save them.

Other than saving lives, doctors were cruel murderers too. Mo-Yung Yin never spared Chui Yim a glance beside the first time she looked at him; it was as if Chui Yim was nonexistent in his eyes. Why should I care about him? I even heard from Mo-Yung Sai that he doubted my clans doctrine, so hes better dead. Just a nobody, yet he dares to challenge my clan?

Despite standing in front of one of the greatest doctors in this world, Chor Shing Chit still retained his composure. Thats impossible.

Mo-Yung Sai laughed once more; his smile was no longer cold, but mocking instead. Such a person dares to oppose me? Elder Sai, make your move..

Mo-Yung Sai smiled maliciously. As a four-chambered glipher, the three-chambered Chor Shing Chit was nothing to him.

Enough, someone spoke casually yet domineeringly. He slowly walked out from the crowd, his green robes dancing in the wind as he rolled up his sleeves and revealed the embroidery. It was the image of a round elixir, which represented his clan. Everyone bowed respectfully as they saw him.

They bowed due to the mans background. He was the clan leader of the Ping Clan, a great master of alchemy, Ping San Yat. Ping San Yat might mainly have been a great alchemy master, but since alchemy and medicine were largely related, he could tell his son was fine with a glance. He walked forward, standing in front of Chor Shing Chit while facing Mo-Yung Yin. Little friend Chui is a guest of my Ping Clan. I believe you know this, right?

So what? Mo-Yung Yin smiled thinly. To him, Ping San Yat was a nobody who only became who he was due to his background. To him, Ping San Yat wouldnt be able to progress anymore in alchemy anyways. Hearing Mo-Yung Yin, the eyes of the various elites from the many clans lit up. The Ping Clan was the leader of Southern Ping, excelling in both alchemy and medicine. Mo-Yung Yin, the Divine Doctor allowed the Mo-Yung Clan to barely catch up to the Ping Clan. The Mo-Yung Clan had been growing rapidly, just that their foundation was lacking in comparison to the Ping Clan.

But this didnt stop Mo-Yung Yin from looking down on Ping San Yat. Known as the Divine Doctor, even if he entered South Imperial City, the current Emperor, Lam Chun had to treat him courteously. When one reached the peak of their field, they would inevitably achieve significant status.

After a short pause, Ping San Yat looked up. Earlier today, I asked Elder Sai from your clan if he was able to represent the Mo-Yung Clan to challenge my Ping Clan. Now, its your turn to answer the same question. I believe the Mo-Yung Clans clan leader will give a satisfactory answer..

Ping San Yat spoke calmly. He saw the apparent disdain in Mo-Yung Yins eyes, but he remained calm as he knew the Ping Clans foundation supported his position. So, Mo-Yung Yin, are you officially challenging my Ping Clan?

He left Mo-Yung Yin speechless. He mightve been the mighty Divine Doctor, but he knew that whether it was their connections, foundation, or strength, the Mo-Yung Clan still couldnt beat the Ping Clan. They would lose without a doubt if there were any conflicts.

If thats the case, Ill concede. But this boy has to be questioned. Hes very suspicious. Mo-Yung Yin smiled thinly only to see Ping San Yat looking back calmly.

The Ping Clan will investigate internally. The truth will come to light once Little Ching wakes up; there is no need for you to interfere in this matter..

I will take my leave, then. Mo-Yung Yin retained his smile the entire time. Ping San Yat truly angered him; he hated this fox who borrowed other peoples strength.

Goodbye, Ping San Yat replied monotonously. 

Mo-Yung Yin turned and left, her white robe flowing in the air, resembling an immortal. But he left another comment before leaving. Hopefully, the Ping Clan will make a good showing in the Outstanding Talents competition next month It would be bad if things were too boring.

Ping San Yat didnt reply as he glared at him coldly. The Mo-Yung Clan was getting more and more arrogant!

Throughout the night, the entire Southern Mountain was brightly lit up, and the news of Ping Ching being assassinated was being talked about everywhere. The whole city was shocked.

The Ping Clan was the dynastys central pillar in medicine and alchemy. Ping Ching was the most talented disciple of the Ping Clan in his generation, with the greatest likelihood of succeeding as the clan leader. News of his assassination was as shocking as if he were a prince.

In no time, the entire city was shaken. All four city gates were sealed, and various gliph formations in the Southern Mountain were activated to look for possible culprits. But as the current main suspect, Chui Yim was brought back to the Ping Clan.

At the Ping Clan, Chui Yim opened his eyes slowly to see that he was surrounded by people with a huge commotion around him. He looked around and saw that he was in a giant hall, and judging by the decorations, he could roughly tell that it was the Ping Clans meeting hall.

Are you alright? Just then, somebody patted him. 

Chui Yim turned around to see Chor Shing Chit. Im lucky, I wont die that easily. 

Ahem A cough was heard. It was one of the elders of the Ping Clan, Ping Cheng Sau. He was also the elder that brought Ping Ching back, and he was also a four-chambered glipher. 

So what exactly happened? Ping Cheng Sau interrupted Chui Yim and Chor Shing Chits conversation in anger. Chui Yim glanced at him unhappily, but he told them everything that had happened, and when he mentioned the figure covered by shadows, Ping San Yat and Ping Cheung Sau exchanged solemn glances. 

After Chui Yim finished, a voice rang out even before Ping Cheng Sau and Ping San Yat could say anything. Elder, Clan Leader, Man Bun feels that this might be a lie. Only Ping Ching and he were there, and there werent any other witnesses. There is a high chance that it was this boy who attacked Ping Ching, coming up with this fake story after failing to succeed. 

Chui Yim looked at the person and sighed. This guy Does he even have a brain

This energliph movement is not something a boy who hasnt reached the one-chambered state can come up with. Of course, we must stay cautious, but what you said was impossible since there was indeed a powerful evil energliph movement, Ping San Yat looked at Ping Man Bun and said what was on Chui Yims mind.