Night of the Broken Gliph - Chapter 546

Yuen Tin was unwilling to give up, but he was helpless.

Losing their patience, the Devil Horned Goats charged towards Yuen Tin, ready to pierce their horns into him.

Whoosh…

There came a chilly breeze that left Yuen Tin shuddering.

He looked carefully to find a weird teenager standing in front of him. The teenager was in a tight, black vest with his black pants rolled up to his calves, revealing his bare white feet.

Yuen Tin was badly shocked at how the teenager was standing in front of him peacefully, with the surrounding Devil Horned Goats frozen to their spot.

The black-haired teen reached out his right hand. Whoosh… Countless sounds of rustling wind resounded as pieces of the dark sky came from all directions and landed on the teen’s palm. Just like the king of night, darkness congealed in his hand and took the form of an onyx black lotus flower.

The lotus flower left the world dim and lifeless.

The instant that the lotus flower took form, the surrounding Devil Horned Goats’ heads fell off as blood gushed out of their bodies, turning the forest into hell!

“You wish to die?” The teen turned to Yuen Tin, looking at him with his deep orbs.

The intimidating phrase sounded weirdly dull because it was meant as a legitimate question instead of a threat.

Yuen Tin could not answer him. He was clearly aware that his trip to strengthen himself was in fact suicide.

Looking at how he went into the Forbidden Forest for a long-lasting fight, even if he was in the three-chambered state, this action would only lead to his death, the murderer being an uncountable number of gliphic beasts.

All Apex Temple disciples were determined teenagers. As Mute’s greatest disciple, Yuen Tin was the model disciple – a devoted believer of Buddhism who spent his whole life on cultivation. However, such a person had low tolerance for unbearable stress and could be driven crazy easily.

The master whom he viewed as his father, the junior whom he viewed as his younger brother, as well as his religious faith all shattered in one day, leaving him with nothing except ashes of his strong belief. It was not a surprise that he would go crazy.

Thus, he was here to end his life while fighting.

Receiving no reply from Yuen Tin, Siu Fu flipped his hand, and the black lotus flower disappeared into thin air.

“Do you wish to become powerful?” Siu Fu asked again.

Yuen Tin looked up at Siu Fu. He could sense that the teen in black was in the same state as him – the two-chambered state. However, he emitted a terrifying aura, just like a dangerous beast staring at him, which rang an alarm in Yuen Tin’s heart.

“How powerful can I become?” Yuen Tin asked with his sore voice, blood flowing out of his mouth, but he ignored it and looked at Siu Fu with determination.

“Depends on how talented you are.” Admiration swam across Siu Fu’s eyes. “It’s more meaningful to live on and become powerful, rather than die without knowing why.

“I’m Siu Fu, and you will be under me from today onwards.” Siu Fu turned around to leave, his pale feet a huge contrast to the ground dyed blood red. Yuen Tin was left stunned, but he helped himself up with the rod forcefully, limping after Siu Fu.

Leaving the gory scene with corpses all over the place behind them.

Chui Yim opened his eyes to be welcomed by sunlight. Since the weather was great for the past few days, he and Kam Chin Kee had a comfortable sleep on the bamboo chairs outside of the house.

It was not the slightly striking ray of dawn that woke him up, but a guest.

A confident young man stood in front of them, with a group of about twenty people cheering for him. This loud commotion was hard to ignore.

The young man in the middle was buff. Chui Yim was about 1.9 meters tall, but this man was far from equal, and his arms were so muscular that he looked out of proportion, creating a funny sight. He went up to Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee who were resting on the chairs, looking down at them because of the angle. “So you guys are the Cloud Palace impostors?”

Chui Yim rolled his eyes, not sparing him any attention.

“We are actual disciples of Cloud Palace.” Kam Chin Kee sighed. “How can I help you?”

The young man sneered, showing his disdain so clearly as if he was afraid that they wouldn’t be able to tell he was looking down on them. “I am Ching Koi, a name you should remember because that’s who will defeat you.”

“Oh.” Kam Chin Kee sighed helplessly and turned to Chui Yim. “Who should fight him?”

“I’ve already recovered.” Chui Yim stood up. “It’s not a bad idea to warm up with this big oaf.”

Ching Koi blew his top, his energliph surging. “What an arrogant kid! Don’t tell me Cloud Palace is famous for being arrogant instead?”

“Ming Sum, prepare breakfast!” Chui Yim yawned and called her.

“Okay!” They heard a reply and smelled the aroma of porridge.

Ching Koi could no longer tolerate it as gliphs appeared on his body. His body flashed green, and an ancient aura was felt!

He raised his right arm, and green light was still seen flashing from his wind chamber to the right arm, as if vitality was surging up to his right fist.

What a familiar sight. Kam Chin Kee was left shocked.

Great Wisdom City’s Ching Clan? He couldn’t help but be reminded of Metallic Blood War Gate’s Ching Lang Pak who he met in the Forbidden Forest during the Cloud Palace outer sect’s adventure.

Ching Koi might’ve been too proud, but he was capable, and his true capability was revealed when he activated his energliph.

“Divine Heaven Reacher Punch!”

The Ching Clan’s famous technique! Like a gigantic tree with its crown as the vanguard, it came for Chui Yim like a war chariot.

Ching Koi sneered. He wanted to force Chui Yim to not dodge; if Chui Yim did so, the worn-out house behind Chui Yim would be shattered, and the lowly servant in the house would naturally…

Just as Ching Koi was in deep thought, he failed to realize that his fist was caught.

A muffled thud rang out, just like a war chariot crashing into a mountain, unable to cause any impact.

It was an ordinary right hand that caught Ching Koi’s scary gliphility. It was even slender and fair.

“What are you doing?” Chui Yim turned to the other emotionlessly.

Ching Koi was left with his jaw dropped to the ground.

He was not weak; in fact, he was one of the best two-chambered gliphers in Great Wisdom City. Equipped with the Divine Heaven Reacher Punch, there were not many who dared to fight him straight up. Never in his life had anyone caught Ching Koi’s fist without activating their energliph.

He struggled to get out of Chui Yim’s grasp, but the other already launched a punch. Since he was grabbing Ching Koi’s right fist, he could only beat him up with his own right fist.