Night of the Broken Gliph

Many waves were destroyed, but as the gliph represented endlessness, one just had to remove the old waves and replace them with new wave tattoos to stabilise the gliph.

This wasn’t changing the gliph, but it was along the same lines! 

Mo-Yung Kit was doubting himself, but he hid it and smirked. “It’s easy to talk theoretically, but it was an emergency and…”

“Since it was an emergency, you should have used the time spent travelling there to think of other possible solutions.” Chui Yim cut him off. “Amputation should’ve been the last resort. Since you were going to a renowned clan, they would definitely have enough stockpiled ingredients. You thought you were successful by barely saving his life, but you forgot about saving his future. Do you know how difficult his life will become? You might as well have killed him yourself.”

Even those from the Mo-Yung Clan were persuaded by him. I would rather die and end it all if I became permanently handicapped!

Mo-Yung Kit’s face twitched as he glared at Chui Yim nastily. “What nonsense! Now I believe that you aren’t from the Tse Clan; which Tse Clan disciple would act like this? Spreading false information to confuse and scare the public? Since you aren’t from the Tse Clan, you aren’t qualified to be here. Send him away!” Mo-Yung Kit looked away, ignoring Chui Yim. 

As soon as Mo-Yung Kit spoke, a few figures dashed towards them, mostly two-chambered gliphers and one three-chambered glipher, staring at Chor Shing Chit and Chui Yim coldly. 

Chor Shing Chit, who was resting by the side instantly opened his eyes and took a black palm-sized item from his pocket, throwing it into the air as it expanded rapidly. Whoosh! It flew towards the gliphers, the three-chambered glipher instantly producing a large shield in fear.

Thung! 

A deep sound rang out. When everyone looked up, they saw all the two-chambered gliphers collapsed on the ground, while the three-chambered glipher had been pushed back five steps, looking shocked.

Chor Shing Chit was still sitting peacefully, his right hand in front of his chest with a gigantic, black eagle on his arm, staring down the crowd arrogantly. A Southern Ping disciple recognised the eagle. “It’s… a grade three beast, the foggy night onyx eagle!”

Similar to how a glipher would get much stronger when they achieved the three-chambered stage, gliphic beasts of the third grade were equally powerful. It was as rare as a hen’s tooth to find someone able to tame a grade three gliphic beast in the South. Besides having the strongest four-chambered glipher, the night wolves were also one of the main pillars of strength of the Tse Clan.

At least in Southern Ping, which specialised in medicine and alchemy, nobody could tame such a beast. Killing a beast and taming one were very different.

This man had the ability to tame the grade three foggy night onyx eagle despite its inherent arrogance and cruelty. Strength was always the most important thing. Mo-Yung Kit couldn’t help but take Chor Shing Chit seriously with this development. “This is Southern Ping, how dare you attack us!”

Chor Shing Chit simply removed the badge on his waist and placed it on the table. The eagle shrunk in size before moving back into Chor Shing Chit’s arms, not forgetting to stare at the crowd disdainfully. Meanwhile, everybody who saw the pendant was shocked as they looked at Chor Shing Chit. 

The pitch-black jade clearly had a grey spiral dragon design. This was the symbol of the Spiral Dragon Chor Clan! 

Mo-Yung Kit stared at Chui Yim in confusion. He’s escorted by a Chor Clan member, but he’s riding a coach driven by a night wolf… Just who is he?!

A ferocious grade three foggy night onyx eagle and the Chor Clan badge were enough to intimidate everybody present. They weren’t afraid of Chor Shing Chit, but the clans had a tacit agreement. Just as how Chor Shing Chit wouldn’t randomly kill or maim them, it would be wrong for them to attack Chui Yim after Chor Shing Chit revealed his status.

Ping Ching, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke up and shattered the awkward silence. “But what should we do about the backlash from removing the gliph?” 

He diffused the tension and resumed the debate about medicine. Chui Yim was never afraid of being attacked; even when Chor Shing Chit made his move, he continued eating. Chor Shing Chit and he were brothers that had saved each other many times already and they were extremely close. He understood that Chor Shing Chit would stand by him.

Thus, he had finished his food when Ping Ching spoke. “Good question, kid.” He spoke. “That’s a likely complication. I’d remove the damaged sections while simultaneously replacing them.”

Ping Ching’s eyes lit up. “So that’s how! You do both simultaneously to balance the backlash! Incredible! However, this is incredibly risky for the patient.”

Chui Yim shook his head, unhappy with his reply. “Look at you, speaking nonsense right after I praise you. Medicine has always been about snatching people back from the jaws of death, struggling on the line between life and death. How can we save someone from the underworld if we don’t try for the best outcome?”

Ping Ching thought about his words. Soon, his surprise turned into shame. “Mister, you are right, I am ashamed of my limited thought process. I have a question to ask your esteemed self as well. I had seen a patient last month who…”

The session evolved from a debate between Mo-Yung Kit and Ping Ching to a question and answer session between Chui Yim and Ping Ching. What shocked everyone was that Ping Ching, the famous alchemy genius, was politely asking question after question, and Chui Yim had managed to answer them all. Even Mo-Yung Kit, the best of them, dared not give Ping Ching any pointers as he was too intelligent. Ping Ching may have been more skilled in alchemy, but he was still a genius in medicine. He was among the best in their generation. This wasn’t comparing him to the youths in Southern Ping, but to the entire world.

However, a boy that suddenly appeared was able to teach Ping Ching about medicine. Everyone else, especially the other talents, were all shocked. What is going on?

Ping Ching and Chui Yim continued discussing medicine, and nobody else present could even participate in the discussion.

“Mister, you are really knowledgable…” Ping Ching gasped in praise while Chui Yim looked at him like he was a junior.

“Such an intelligent kid! You finally understand! You’ll definitely become a great glipheon in the future. Oh, alchemy sounds interesting too. Come, tell me more about it.”