Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 463

Chapter 463

All that was going in Mung Si’s head was the recollection of Chui Yim blocking in front of her, his blazing hair touching her cheeks. This was the first time she felt such a strong sense of security, and this weirded her out. Of course, if Mung Si were to fight Chui Yim with all her might, the latter would easily be defeated within ten moves.

So why did she feel such a strong sense of security from him?

This was a mystery to even a girl with a mature mentality. This situation frustrated her, nevertheless, Mung Si still harboured sweetness and expectations.

It was incompatible with her beliefs.

What are men for? To be like her father? Never once making an appearance even when her mother was still alive? In this entire world, she was the only person she could rely on.

This was something she learned at a young age.

Yet Chui Yim was now like a complex math question in her brain; unsolvable and tough.

As she was troubled with her emotions, gliph strings appeared around her subconsciously. It took the form of a phoenix spreading its wings in its surroundings continuously.

“The girl indeed is an amazing gliphism talent; once in a hundred years,” Wong Kei commented. He was a cultivator, thus, he could identify Mung Si’s strengths easily. She performed gliphism as if she was born to do it.

Those who believed that Mung Si’s capability was fully dependent on entering the Chamber Refining Cave to break through the wind chamber were naive. She would never be who she is today without her astonishing talent.

“Her gliph is evolving into a new style.”

“Mhmm.” All Cloud Palace disciples were sharp enough to observe that.

Currently, she was performing the Hundred Phoenix Feather, which was a technique. The core of this was still her gliph, the Inferno Phoenix. All gliphists spent their lives creating different styles and gliphs with their existing personal gliph.

Mung Si was considered to be an outstanding talent not just for creating her gliph, but even offensive styles at the age of seventeen. However, she was creating a new style now under the influence of her feelings for Chui Yim.

Behind her, an illusory cape formed. It was made of many long phoenix feathers, and when it danced in the air, it felt just like how Chui Yim’s flaming hair touched her cheeks.

Right before the gliph was completed, a name appeared in her mind – Flame Feather Cape.

The thing about naming one’s gliph was that it would be permanent the instant a name passed the gliphist’s mind. 

She frowned at the word “Flame.”

*TL note: The Yim in Chui Yim means flame.

This gliph was different from her style; it was a defensive gliph that protected Mung Si with four long feathers sticking out from the cape. There were even offensive characteristics if Mung Si controlled it. In short, it was a powerful gliph with both defensive and offensive characteristics!

Not only in her generation, even in the history books, which contained records starting from a thousand years ago, but it was also as rare as a hen’s tooth to find a gliphist who could create their personal gliph before the age of eighteen, let alone give rise to multiple unique offensive styles.

Mung Si, who was currently seventeen, had already created three perfect styles from her personal gliph.

“I think she’s good,” Yim Mo Chiu commented.

“That’s because you’re part of the Blazing Skies Mountain…” Hui Sai Cheong whispered, which earned him a glare from his senior sister that made him shrink and dare not say anything more. It was a funny sight to watch the big Hui Sai Cheong doing so.

“Excellent, but because of the Spiritual Heaven, unlike the kid surnamed Man,” Wong Kei spoke. He seemed to fancy Man Yee Ho.

“That Man kid benefited from the Spiritual Heaven too!” Yim Mo Chiu retorted.

“It’s different.” Wong Kei shook his head. “His gliph took form naturally, and his amazing knowledge of war was already in his mind. Spiritual Heaven only made him understand and be able to master both well.”

Seeing that both parties have the intention to quarrel, Sung Tsz Hin made use of his status as the senior brother. “Okay, enough. We aren’t going to be the ones to make the decision anyway. Let’s look at the last kid that Third Junior Brother likes the most.”

“Of course, my brother is the best!” Hui Sai Cheong smiled excitedly hearing that it was Chui Yim’s turn.

Yim Mo Chiu raised an eyebrow. She knew that something was off when her cheerful junior brother suddenly became extremely excited. This was unlike Hui Sai Cheong, and something was definitely off.

She would never know that Chui Yim was Hui Sai Cheong’s benefactor in sending him wine.

Of course, Hui Sai Cheong did have selfish intentions in hoping that Chui Yim was selected.

He was the only alcoholic in Cloud Palace and fancied external stuff. If Chui Yim, who loved to feast on wine and meat, became the next Cloud Palace disciple… he would have one more person to go against Sung Tsz Hin’s ban on alcohol with.

“Little Brother Chui! Good luck!” Hui Sai Cheong cheered at the thought of it.

Mung Si walked out peacefully, not sparing anyone else, even Chui Yim whose name was in her new gliph, a glance. She controlled herself well.

But when she regained her senses, Chui Yim was already nodding at Kam Chin Kee and making his way to the empty classroom.

He saw Tse Yu Bak and Tse On in the audience seat, which reminded him of everything he experienced in Southary and Night Lion City – how he exposed Chi Ping to be the man who poisoned Tse Yu Bak and then healed the latter, allowing him to cultivate once again.

Tse Yu Bak was looking at him with encouragement now. “Do your best, Brother Chui!”

“Mhmm!” Chui Yim nodded in reply.

He then saw Ping Ching staring at him with watery eyes. The memory of how this little girl who had the entire clan on her back had to disguise as a boy, how he had to compete in a competition in Southern Ping, and how he survived Yellow Spring Lady’s manic attack…

“All the best, Brother Chui,” Ping Ching winked, acting in a playful manner that others had never seen before. “Don’t become a joke to Siu Ching.”

Chui Yim laughed out loud, understanding her as he once said that he would definitely make it into Cloud Palace to her. “Watch me, girl.”

He continued, and his gaze landed on Chor Shing Chit.