Night of the Broken Gliph

The huge crisis finally died down. Yim Ying Yuet came as a gale and left as a breeze silently. 

The reason was no other than the teenager who barged in during the negotiation. Recently, the same teenager left South Imperial City in huge commotion with his special Cloud Palace outer sect quota, a situation that never happened in a thousand years, as well as his mysterious status that allowed him to represent the Chor Clan.

Initially, most believed that it was because he was Chor Huet Zhin’s direct disciple. But now, it might be due to him being Doctor Odd Ping Chi’s direct disciple who could identify the Northern talent, Mung Si’s hidden illness. 

But the most important question was, who was he?  

Why can a country bumpkin capture the attention of all important figures?  

On the other hand, Chui Yim, the centre of the discussion, currently had his hands full. In front of him was Chor Kwong Laan. Under huge pressure from the clan, Chor Fung grew up as a teenager with an unhealthy mental state. He pretended to focus on the Cho Clan’s rod skills of Chor Clan while practising what he was best at—using a dagger. 

It was a severe injury that he left on Chor Kwong Laan despite the small wound. If not for Chor Kwong Laan who had been cultivating hard, allowing him to dodge the attack subconsciously, he would’ve been stabbed in a vital part and would end up either in the heavens or seriously injured now. 

Even so, his wind chamber was currently injured and he would have no hopes of breaking through the wind chamber if there wasn’t appropriate treatment. 

But this wasn’t anything troublesome to Chui Yim. After treating Chor Kwong Laan, he got him to sleep and went to handle other stuff. For just one person, the residence next to the Wandering Son’s Lake was considered huge. 

Due to Chui Yim being a master of all trades, his large workshop was in a weird state. From the Nine Dragons Gathering Around The Fire Cauldron, scrolls, medicine book, forging materials, forging table, study table to the bed that Chor Kwong Laan was lying on, Chui Yim’s workshop was filled with items for different purposes. 

As for Chor Kwong Laan, he watched busy Chui Yim run from place to place to refine elixir, practise the Bloody War Strike and even forged. It dawned on him the reason his young master valued Chui Yim.Chui Yim might seem to be an unreliable person but he was way more passionate than any when it came to learning and cultivating. Rather than being a passive learner, he was an active learner. 

While the Chor Clan disciples worked hard to become powerful and serve the clan, they were passive learners who did not have such a burning passion for learning because that wasn’t what they truly desired. To Chui Yim, however, time was a limitation that he hated; he would love to have more to delve deeper into every area.  

Like a dry sponge, he was hungry for knowledge and sucked all of them in like water, which could in turn make him an omnipotent and omniscient being who could deal with anything in the world.  

The Chui Yim today was the product of his long haul. 

“Erm…”  

“What’s wrong? Where do you unwell?” Chui Yim shot open his eyes and turned to Chor Kwong Laan.  

“Nothing.” Chor Kwong Laan shook his head. “I want to apologise to brother Chui for being a petty person that gets jealous over the favour young master and clan leader has for you, causing all this trouble.”  

Chui Yim couldn’t help taking a few more glances at Chor Kwong Laan. Indeed the disciple of the wooden-headed clan, admitting to his mistake so honestly.

“Mhmm. Okay, get a good rest. You can try to cultivate tomorrow if there are no changes to your body tonight.” 

“Okay.”