Night of the Broken Gliph

All students, even Chui Yim, were aware of what the news represents; one of the seven disciples of Cloud Palace would be here to personally conduct the special lesson.  Despite having zero clues of who would be their teacher that day, nor were they aware of the selection method or the lesson content, it was enough to excite them. 

The Cloud Palace was described as a queen of the night, a type of flower which rarely and only bloomed at night and wilt upon dawn. After leaving a great impact on the world, this big tree always disappeared. This was how prestigious and impactful the Cloud Palace had become over the past thousands of years. 

How amazing would it be for these teenagers in the prime of their youths to receive a lesson from one of Cloud Palace’s seven disciples?  

However, not everyone was interested in the special lesson. For example, Chui Yim.  

No matter how impossible it seemed, scenes from his previous life kept haunting him. There was an amazing and mysterious sculptor known as Craftsman Kam back on the Sallow Continent who kept his identity a mystery while producing great works that shocked the world. Chui Yim only knew that Craftsman Kam passed away after meeting his sworn younger sister, a girl who didn’t speak much and was even planning to kill him secretly. 

The girl always wore a wooden monster mask, which she said was “a symbol of a guardian” back in her brother’s hometown. 

The words kept replaying in Chui Yim’s mind. Sculpting was a form of three-dimensional visual art that Chui Yim wasn’t familiar with. However, being a blacksmith, he knew some sculpting techniques to carve gliph formations and shape his weapons. The mask imprinted in his mind had similarities to the Preying Ferocious Tiger that Kam Chin Kee made.  

Is this a coincidence? Even the nickname? Craftsman Kam… 

“Oh…” Chui Yim stood up, ready to leave, before realising that Kam Chin Kee was following behind him with a smile. “Why are you following me?” 

“To rent a place at your residence.” Kam Chin Kee giggled. “You questioned my financial status, and I’ve proven it to you. Look, I am worth millions of taels!” 

Chui Yim’s eyebrows twitched. “So what? What’s so great about being rich?”  

“It’s indeed a great thing, though?” Kam Chin Kee answered as his smile grew wider.  

With that, the duo left the Cloud Palace outer sect and left for Chui Yim’s residence. Lam Zaa and Yam Chui Ying watched the two leave while Lam Zaa frowned. 

“Your Highness, do we need to remind Chui Yim who’s the crown prince here?” Yam Cho Ying’s cold voice rang out, making Lam Zaa remember what Kam Chin Kee had told him. 

“Me and Chui Yim, we are the same. You should be the one to stay away from him. He will refuse to be anyone’s puppet, just like me.” 

“Let him be. Everyone’s arrogant when young; who would be willing to live under others as a teenager?” Lam Zaa shook his head after a long pause. “Maybe only after failing to get into the Cloud Palace and experiencing the cruel world would he realise who’s the one that will have his back.” 

Lam Zaa left. He cared about Chui Yim because he acknowledged his talent and capability, as well as him being the first person to receive the crown prince’s badge from him. But that was all. Chui Yim was still not worth his total focus; he was the current crown prince that many would like to work for, after all.  

And what mattered most was the Cloud Palace— to become the seventh disciple of the Cloud Palace.  

Kam Chin Kee followed Chui Yim back to his residence with a happy expression no matter how many times Chui Yim tried to chase him away. 

“Oh, Siu Yim came home with a friend?” Seeing Kam Chin Kee trailing behind Chui Yim, Yeung Chun greeted him with a smile. “Hello, I’m Yeung Chun, the housekeeper here!” 

“Wow, you’re something else, huh? You even hired a housekeeper!” Kam Chin Kee turned to Chui Yim and raised an eyebrow, though Chui Yim rolled his eyes in response.  

“What does it have to do with you?” With that, he entered his workshop.  Yeung Chun flashed Kam Chin Kee a smile before returning to his work.  

Kam Chin Kee entered the workshop to see Chui Yim refining elixirs in front of his cauldron . In no time, a puff of black gas appeared in the cauldron with a pop. He scowled, but seeing Kam Chin Kee observing him curiously at the side, his annoyance increased.  

Losing his mood, Chui Yim walked towards the window and patted the jade at his waist for a jug of wine which he proceeded to down it. 

Kam Chin Kee walked towards him and took a sniff. “My wine is better.”  

With that, he took a jug out of his jade. The jug was shiny gold in colour as if it was coated with gold. The contents were similarly gold in colour and looked more like a heavenly liquid than alcohol. 

Chui Yim put all courtesy aside and downed the cup. 

“What wine is this?” His eyes lit up immediately. As soon as he drank it, he felt a cooling sensation. The wine then gushed into his wind chamber as if it could think. However, his wind chamber was already filled and he had reached the bottleneck of the Nine Levels Of Heaven’s Flame, thus the Heaven’s Flame swallowed it after some time. 

Kam Chin Kee wore an innocent smile which Chui Yim hated; it made Chui Yim feel like he had control over him. “Golden jade fairy dew. Made with gold blossom as the main ingredient, paired with about twenty herbs and gliphic plants, then stored for ten years. Besides its refreshing taste, it helps improve one’s energliph. 

“Sigh, when you have too much money, you’ll feel burdened to keep it on you. Spending it makes you feel better. Look, after I move here, I’ll buy lots of good food.”  

After a long consideration, Chui Yim huffed. “So what!”  

“Oh…” Kam Chin Kee shrugged and continued meaningfully, “Alright, then I’ll have the silver arowana, a Holok speciality I ordered today, for myself.” Kam Chin Kee stood up and casually left the wine behind, sighing as he walked off. “Sigh, it’s truly a burden to be rich…” 

“Do you think you’re everything because you’re rich?” Chui Yim yelled angrily. He took the jug of golden jade fairy wine, ready to smash it on the ground, only stopping in his tracks as he was reminded of something. He poured the wine into his mouth angrily.  

I am Chui Yim… I was the Great Master Flame of the Sallow Continent, who earned millions with every weapon. When have I ever felt so poor?! 

The thought made him dash out of his residence angrily towards the Chor Clan. 

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