Night of the Broken Gliph

A teenager did this? Even if I do it myself, it probably won’t be too much better! 

He watched Chui Yim with a complicated look while the youngster was focused on Chor Chong Hoi, staying on the lookout for any sudden changes.

“I have already sealed his meridians. The black flame is formed by death energy, the same energy the Yellow Spring’s Lady had back in Southern Ping.” 

“I know what to do.” Mo-Yung Yin glared at him as he waved his sleeve, releasing a purple aura.  

There were countless mini air currents in the air that seemed to have a mind of their own. Chui Yim turned serious once he saw this. As a glipheon, he understood what was going on. The three great states of glipheons were closely related to gliphism. 

Great master glipheons could change gliphs successfully; grandmasters were able to regenerate severed limbs, while divine doctors were able to create human organs with energliph. 

Of course, medical knowledge remained as the most important factor, but in the world of gliphism, glipheons rarely treated ordinary humans. Skill and knowledge were insufficient when it came to treating cultivators.. One had to be of a similar or even higher cultivation rank as the patient.  

Mo-Yung Yin was powerful enough to use his energliph as tiny needles. This was different from gliphists producing formless gliph strings. Instead, he was forcefully compressing energliph into fine needles through his strong mental state and control. 

So that’s a glipheon in the divine rank? Chui Yim thought.

Calmly, Mo-Yung Yin swiftly controlled his tiny purple needles to pass through Chui Yim’s golden needles for Chor Chong Hoi’s body.  

As if sensing danger, the black flame snake widened its jaws and pounced towards Mo-Yung Yin. Calm as ever, he continued with his operation; the Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Cauldron, normally used for elixir refining, now acted as a shield to repel the black snake. 

As the purple aura entered Chor Chong Hoi’s body, his face regained colour while the black snake weakened over time. Soon, it disappeared as if it had never existed.  

Chor Chong Hoi fell onto the ground, still unconscious. The Chor clan disciples ran over; Chor Sing Hon quickly felt her father’s pulse before heaving a sigh of relief.  

“He’ll be fine. The Yin fire in his body has been removed. Consume some g-food and elixirs, and there will be no issues,” Mo-Yung Yin said as coldly as before. 

They could tell that Mo-Yung Yin had saved Chor Chong Hoi, and even the stubborn Chor Koo came forward and bowed. “Our sincerest thanks, Divine doctor Mo-Yung.”  

“You should thank that boy instead.” Mo-Yung Yin stared at them.  

He then ignored the Chor Clan members and turned to face Chui Yim. “Come with me, kid.” 

Chui Yim frowned before walking over. He was also a great glipheon, but he was too weak compared to Mo-Yung Yin. His superb energliph control and utilisation were top-tier. He could heal most internal injuries with just a wave of his hands. 

Meanwhile, sealing Chor Chong Hoi’s meridians with Thirty-Six Night Lunar Needles was the best he could do. If not for Mo-Yung Yin arriving in time, he might still be a sorry figure trying to flee from the snake. 

Due to his close relations with Chor Shing Chit, Chui Yim was almost inseparable from the Chor Clan, so he had to give Mo-Yung Yin face no matter what. He quietly retrieved the shiny needles on the ground before facing the Divine Doctor.   

The both of them were strangers, so it wasn’t surprising that they had little to say. Mo-Yung Yin only stopped and turned to Chui Yim after leaving the mansion.  

“So, you’re Old Ping’s disciple?”  

Chui Yim remained silent. He might not have officially acknowledged Ping Chi as his master, but their relationship was that of one. Be it the mysterious black cushion, Nine-Dragon Flame Gathering Cauldron, Poorest Elixir or the skills he had learnt, they all came from Ping Chi. Thus, Chui Yim chose not to admit nor deny.

Mo-Yung Yin assumed his silence as a tacit yes, so he nodded and said, “You display acupuncture skills worthy of the great master level; you should achieve the rank once you break through your innate chamber.” 

“What do you want to say?” Chui Yim creased his brows once again, but Mo-Yung Yin remained silent.  

Even he had no idea why he had called Chui Yim out; maybe Chui Yim was a genius he hoped would mature. 

Despite only being a teenager, Chui Yim was on an entirely different level when compared to Mo-Yung Kit, his direct disciple. Apart from medicinal skills and talent, his unwavering attitude was his greatest strength. The flame snake could kill him with a single touch, but he remained calm and handled it while being aware of his surroundings, thus allowing Mo-Yung Yin through. 

Such talent…

“I remember you once called my teachings wrong, but I am currently the only Divine Doctor in this world.” Mo-Yung Yin stared at Chui Yim. “I look forward to the day you reach the divine rank and come prove me wrong.”  

With that, he turned and left for White Tiger Avenue. 

It was an out-of-nowhere thing for Chui Yim, but to Mo-Yung Yin, it was his way of showing his approval for the youngster’s skill and great potential. 

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“What the hell just happened!” Chui Yim deliberately stuck a needle into Chor Shing Chit’s arm, making him gasp in pain.  

“I bet you guessed that they were necrocultivators already,” Chor Shing Chit replied as he explained what had happened the day before.  

Chui Yim was instantly taken aback. They escaped despite being surrounded by an army of the best cultivators in the world? What the heck? Uh… I think I somehow killed one of their friends back in Southern Ping.  

Whatever, the tall ones will be there to hold up the skies even if they collapse. It won’t hit me right away.  

Chui Yim got ready to leave after treating Chor shing Chit, who stopped him in his tracks.

“The necrocultivators were brave enough to act deep in hostile territory and even stole grandpa’s corpse. Since the world thinks of you as grandpa’s direct disciple, you must be careful. Don’t leave the city unless necessary.” 

“So what if I stay in the city? Those fellas They managed to get in anyways.” Chui Yim shrugged.

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