Night of the Broken Gliph - Chapter 574

Chui Yim was present and watched the scene quietly.

Hung Ching Yeung was right; he was a special case. No one knew how, but his body had become one with the blood poison after trying to fight it.

Hung Ching Sun received the familiar yet foreign touch. “Elder Brother, why did you ignore me for cultivation all these years? Aren’t we brothers?” Suddenly, Hung Ching Sun asked.

This was something he did not have an answer to. Hung Ching Sun always believed that it was because his brother was so talented that he thought of his younger brother as a burden, thus he went into seclusion in the Heavenly Silver Waterfall so that he could see him less often and be less annoyed. However, when he heard that Hung Ching Yeung nearly killed Kam Chin Kee out of anger on his behalf and wanted to kill Chui Yim for being unable to come up with a cure, it was as if the elder brother that doted on him in the past stood in front of him once again.

“It’s been a long time since you addressed me as Elder brother.” Hung Ching Yeung smiled.

“Siu Sun, do you remember when we sneaked into the peak of the waterfall as kids?”

Hung Ching Sun looked up into Hung Ching Yeung’s eyes as if they had returned to their childhood.

Hung Ching Yeung pulled his younger brother to the peak while the latter excitedly pointed to the east side. “Elder Brother, I heard that there’s a vast ocean to the east!

“And there’s a desert in the west that looks like a sea of gold from afar! Can you believe it!?

“Oh, and it’s always snowing in the north…”

Hung Ching Yeung smiled as he listened to Hung Ching Sun without a word.

Hung Ching Sun looked at him in all seriousness, which was cute. “Elder Brother, I’m going to travel the world and see all the wonders of the earth!”

“Alright!” Hung Ching Yeung laughed, while Hung Ching Sun stood on a boulder with his arms open wide like a huge bird that was about to soar into the air.

“The strongest Hung Clan disciple of every generation has to be the clan leader.” Hung Ching Yeung chuckled. “How is Younger Brother going to travel the world if you have to be the clan leader? The clan leader can only stay and guard the city.

“You’re a great talent that improves rapidly, unlike me. I’m stupid, so I could only go into seclusion and try my best to catch up.”

Hung Ching Sun had his head lowered, tears flowing down his cheeks. He always thought that Hung Ching Yeung focused on cultivating and distanced himself because Hung Ching Yeung looked down on him. Now, he realised it was all because of his childish joke.

“Brother does not have much time left, so all I can do is help Siu Sun walk the right path as much as possible.

“Shut your eyes.”

Hung Ching Yeung’s headband shattered and his hair danced in the wind, activated by the scary energliph. Everyone that came to send Hung Ching Yeung off was left speechless.

Hung Ching Yeung had never shown off his power to the world. His lifestyle was similar to a young Hung Siu; always in seclusion and staying away from worldly affairs.

Only at this moment did everyone know how powerful Hung Ching Yeung was. At the peak of the three-chambered state, he had already broken through the boundary, something that only four-chambered cultivators were able to do!

How old is Hung Ching Yeung? He’s so powerful at such a young age? This thought passed through everyone’s minds simultaneously.

However, everything made sense now. If he hadn’t broken through the boundary and possessed a body as strong as a four-chambered cultivator, how else could he resist the blood poison?

Even Chui Yim, who was unwilling to admit defeat, remained quiet. He had already guessed it when he received Hung Ching Yeung’s attack meant for Kam Chin Kee the other day. Hung Ching Yeung might not have cultivated like Cloud Palace did, using the ancient method, but there are many ways to achieve the same end.

Hung Ching Yeung was a three-chambered elite, surpassing Chor Shing Chit. Chui Yim didn’t know if even his fifth senior sister could defeat this youth successfully, and he would never get an answer; the day Hung Ching Yeung decided to show off his power was the day that he was going to leave the world.

Before everyone could fully register how powerful Hung Ching Yeung was, he lifted his right hand and placed his index and middle finger together, pointing at Hung Ching Sun’s glabella.

“This is… initiation! How can a three-chambered cultivator carry it out successfully?” Some people gasped.

Chui Yim was no stranger to initiation. Back before Chor Huet Zhin passed away, he performed initiation on Chui Yim to leave the Blood War Strike intent in Chui Yim’s mind at the Chor Clan.

It was a tough action since initiation involved passing one’s thoughts to another. The process had high requirements; the cultivator needed to be careful and possess a high state of cultivation of at least the four-chambered or hundred-gliphic state.

Yet Hung Ching Yeung, a three-chambered state cultivator, was doing it.

Hung Ching Sun had his eyes shut tight. He saw a terrifying gliphic beast; a silver whale swimming in the air.

Suddenly, the whale exhaled through its blowhole, the spout of water shooting up high into the sky, through the nine heavens, and landing on the earth as dew.

“The silver whale skyrocketed into the nine heavens.” A low voice rang out, which Hung Ching Sun immediately identified to be his elder brother’s voice.

“This is the Skyrocket Finger.”

An illusory figure in Hung Ching Sun’s mind snapped his fingers, and as if from the whale’s blowhole, an air bullet shot out, ready to break through the sky!

When Hung Ching Sun opened his eyes, Hung Ching Yeung was still standing in the same spot, watching him with a gentle smile. His fingers were still on Hung Ching Sun’s glabella.

However, his body was stiff, not budging in the slightest.

In silence, the others began departing, leaving space for Hung Ching Sun.

Sobbing could be heard ringing across the area. There was nothing to be embarrassed about since it conveyed the teen’s pain of losing a loved one.

Their silence was the best respect for the late genius.

The Cloud Palace boys returned to Man Fai’s residence. There were two bamboo chairs outside of the house, Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee occupying one each quietly.

This trip to Great Wisdom City had a huge impact on them, be it the feud of the Hung Clan and the Wai Clan or the brotherly love of the Hung brothers. It was suffocating to them.

“I say,” Chui Yim spoke up suddenly after a long silence. “Why did the attendants commit suicide with Wai Chung Yin?”

“Erm… They might have been convinced? Nobody is a waterfall attendant willingly, and they might have enough reasons to view the Hung Clan as their enemy too.”

“But not enough to die, right?”

“Maybe to activate some mechanism? After their deaths, the silver waterfall turned into the blood waterfall.”

“Oh yeah, that makes sense. And…”

“And?”

“If I were to leave the world in the future, would you get revenge for me?”

“No doubt.”

“What if the opponent is too powerful for you?”

“I’ll still take revenge, but after years of cultivation.”

“Mm, I like that answer.”

The duo exchanged glances and gentle smiles.

“I suddenly feel like drinking!”

“I’ve already prepared dishes to go with it!” Lam Ming Sum ran out and spoke.

The duo was stunned, and they looked at each other before bursting out in laughter, the unhappiness in the air disappearing.