Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 497

Chapter 497

The both of them stepped into Chui Yim’s residence, with Hui Sai Cheong looking around curiously. “Honestly, I’m still not used to Little Junior Brother’s style. It’s weird to see an entire house made of metal.”

It had been four years, and the teen boy’s residence was naturally finished. Chui Yim made his residence out of metal using a weapon refining method; it was of a fair size, but it reminded the rest of a metal castle that could be found on war sites. It was kind of weird as a residence.

Kam Chin Kee’s residence was much more normal. It was made of wood, although there were too many tiny mechanisms such that not even the other Cloud Palace members dared to head in casually.

Chui Yim rolled his eyes without a word.

Lam Ming Sum placed an item onto Chui Yim’s metallic table. “Big Brother Chui, I heard from the first teacher that you will be headed out for a long journey, so I’ve prepared food for you, remember to bring it along.”

“Oh,” Chui Yim responded and kept it in the Divine Bracelet of Five Elements.

“Little Junior Brother, we can finally go out and play!” Hui Sai Cheong whispered excitedly.

“Third Senior Brother, aren’t we allowed in and out of Lost in the Clouds freely after reaching the three-chambered state?” Chui Yim was confused.

“As part of Cloud Palace, we are supposed to stay away from worldly affairs, which are poisonous to us. To avoid being affected by them and ruining our cultivation, we need Great Senior Brother’s permission if we need to make a trip outside the mountain,” Hui Sai Cheong responded hesitantly.

“And because Great Senior Brother knows that Third Senior Brother only wants to head out to feast on meat and wine, of course he’ll reject your request,” Chui Yim continued emotionlessly, already having figured out what the matter was.

Hui Sai Cheong was not embarrassed to be exposed by Chui Yim. He only scratched his head.

At the same time, Lam Ming Sum made tea with the water Chui Yim boiled with the Blazing Sun gliph. Chui Yim reached out for the cup that Lam Ming Sum handed him and downed it entirely. He then returned Lam Ming Sum the empty cup, and Lam Ming Sum refilled it half full for him.

After three cups, Chui Yim stood up. “Let’s go, Third Senior Brother.”

“Yes!”

There was a pitch-black tower that pierced through the clouds just like a black light beam.

A teenager walked bare-footed on the ground made of black jade. Behind him followed many respectfully, showing off the teen’s important status. His black hair was not tied up, left behind him in a mess that made him look like a madman.

His black pants were rolled up above his ankles to reveal them. He was similarly wearing a pitch-black vest that revealed his arms.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. A man immediately went up, flashing him a wide smile that was an anomaly in this chilly place. “What’s the matter, sacred son?”

It was Ling Fei.

The teen looked up at the pitch-black ceiling as if he could see the sky through it. “It’s getting cold,” he said after a short pause, leaving Ling Fei at a loss for reply.

Indeed, there was a cold breeze all around, bringing autumn to the world. The temperature during autumn was naturally lower.

“Time for me to break through.”

“Congratulations, sacred son!” Ling Fei smiled happily after hearing this.

The crowd behind him might not understand the relationship between breaking through and autumn, but it was undoubtedly an important event that the sacred son was going to break through! A bald, buff man behind him spoke immediately. “I’ll inform Great Elder immediately.”

“No need.” The teenager raised his hands.

The bald man was Steelhead, and he was nervous to hear Siu Fu’s words. “But sacred son should have the best corpse for your breakthrough…”

Siu Fu sneered as he shook his head in response. “I don’t need anyone to help with my breakthrough or my corpse.

“I’m going to head out, and I only need Ling Fei to follow me. I don’t know why, but I feel that I will have a great opportunity this time.”

Steelhead was hesitant, while Ling Fei replied with respect, “We’ll abide by sacred son’s opinion.”

Remembering Ling Fei’s deadly capability hidden beneath his facade; which meant that he would only be threatened by five-chambered or thousand-gliphic state cultivators, Steelhead agreed to Siu Fu. “Yes, we’ll abide by sacred son’s words.”

The others might not understand the sacred son’s words, but Ling Fei, who was the closest to Siu Fu these past few years, knew that he had picked a powerful style from the Cultivation Style Pavilion four years ago called Night Lunar Star Gazing.

It was a cultivation style that the previous tribemaster created about eight hundred years ago.

It was not used to battle but to deduce the future. The cultivator would congeal death energy in their eyes and take in the negative energy of the night to look at stars and deduce all that would happen in the world. It was said that this allowed the previous tribemaster to live with the commoners freely and never be caught.

This was an extremely difficult style to cultivate, and nobody had ever succeeded since that tribemaster passed away and left it in the Cultivation Style Pavilion.

Ling Fei was interested in this style too, but he failed to pick it up.

There were three levels to this style – Lunar Gazing, Star Gazing, and Heaven and Earth Gazing.

Ling Fei knew that the sacred son was the first person to reach the Lunar Gazing level in eight hundred years, and he trusted the other’s instincts greatly.

“So where will we be heading to, sacred son?” Ling Fei probed.

“This breeze is from the west, so west.” The teenager thought, tilting his head.

There wasn’t a cooling autumn breeze here, only a warm breeze. In fact, this place didn’t seem to feel the cooling season of autumn.

They were currently in the West. Chui Yim and Hui Sai Cheong were in the forest of the West, the former shaking his bald head, trying to feel better from the giddiness of the teleportation gliph formation. When he recovered, he looked around closely.

Despite being in a forest, there was ivory-white sand in the middle of the vegetation that caught his attention.

Hui Sai Cheong did not even care about how uncomfortable he was, only staring at Chui Yim with bright eyes. “Little Junior Brother! We are out! So where’s the wine?”

Chui Yim was speechless. He loved alcohol too, but he wasn’t addicted to it. He drank at a moderate amount and only a few cups more when he was feeling happy. But not Hui Sai Cheong; he had bad alcohol tolerance and didn’t know when to stop, so he got drunk easily.

Therefore, Sung Tsz Hin never banned Chui Yim from drinking at Cloud Palace, only Hui Sai Cheong. The other couldn’t even get away with his hidden wine stash! Thus, Hui Sai Cheong was like a free bird now that they were outside of Cloud Palace!