Night of the Broken Gliph

Two teenagers possessing the ability to go against a three-chambered glipher was a somewhat implausible scenario, but Cheng Hak still took the combat seriously. They were currently in the North where death was commonplace, especially for careless young men. The late tribe members who fought the Yeung-Man duo weren’t careless, but they lost their lives because they belittled the teens. Fortunately, their lives did not go to waste as it served as a reminder for Cheng Hak not to let his guard down.

Cheng Hak walked forward, unrushed. Every time he sank his feet into the snow, energliph gathered at his feet surged. By the time he reached the tent, he was already in his best state. Who could have imagined that he had to gather so much energliph just to face two teens, something cultivators only did when fighting those of their same state? 

Cheng Hak lifted the curtains slowly, but the outpour of violent attacks he had been anticipating was nowhere to be found. Instead, the Yeung-Man duo in the tent were staring at him in silence.

The path of cultivation was long and tough; every breakthrough symbolised the cultivator’s success in overcoming a hurdle. In cultivation, the first great hurdle would be breaking through the innate chamber which determined a person’s future—whether they would be a cultivator or remain an ordinary man. The difference between both was like chalk and cheese. 

Next would be breaking through the three-chambered state. Every cultivator had six chambers, and to fill them with energliph, they had to transform energies of the heaven and earth through cultivating styles. No matter which chamber a cultivator broke through, as long as he reached the three-chambered state, special bodily changes would take place. 

There was a saying from an ancient time, “The indivisible three, the endless six.” Three-chambered cultivators no longer had to cultivate their styles manually as their chambers would form a circuit, allowing their bodies to absorb and cultivate heaven and earth energy into energliph passively. This improved their ability and stamina greatly, which was also why three-chambered cultivators were supposedly ten times more valuable than a two-chambered cultivator. 

But the two teenagers didn’t even blink at Cheng Hak’s appearance. After all, one was the survivor of his crazy dad’s torturous parenting while the other suffered teases from the world’s best gliphists who claimed him as her younger brother. To them, Cheng Hak was a hyena—nothing compared to the ferocious lions they had to grow up with. The difference was simply too great. 

Watching Cheng Hak activate energliph with the best of his ability did not affect Yeung Tin Hun nor Man Yee Ho in the slightest. The former even rolled his eyes in disdain. Such a mediocre cultivator yet he’s still acting cool… He’d be dead after a single sneeze if he fought that old madman. 

Luckily, Cheng Hak wasn’t one to ramble on. Despite being shocked by how composed the duo was, he remained silent about it. He pretended to enter the tent calmly but instantly made a move as the curtains fell; it was his third step into the tent. 

Yeung Tin Hun squinted his eyes and let out a shout. A wave of pink energliph rose from his left arm chamber and formed a barrier of light that defended the two youngsters. 

Boom! A powerful yet invisible blast of energliph landed on the shield and left Yeung Tin Hun pale-faced in an instant! At the same time, Man Yee Ho behind him swiftly drew an arrow.

Whoosh! Three glowing energliph arrows with mystic gliphs infused in them flew towards Cheng Hak . As a cultivator that had yet to break through, Man Yee Ho was still able to draw gliphs quickly, but only simple ones. Generally, the simpler the gliph, and the weaker the attack was. The light arrows were from the best gliph Man Yee Ho could produce in his current state at such a rapid speed. 

Cheng Hak stood unbothered on his spot as if he did not see the arrows coming at him. Pff. It sounded like a drizzle of rain putting out a fire. The arrows vanished without a trace before they could reach him. 

Both teenagers wore solemn expressions. Even Man Yee Ho, a man of few words, gasped and muttered, “Such swift legs.” 

“Oh?” Cheng Hak was in greater disbelief. “You’ve got good eyesight.”

Cheng Hak’s nimble legs were the reason he survived the North’s harsh conditions. He first broke through to his innate left foot chamber, and that alone meant he was good with it. Indeed, he was born with incredibly agile and flexible legs, which became his strongest weapon after being a cultivator. Be it the light arrows he dodged or his previous attack, he had in fact made moves at speeds that were far too fast for ordinary people to catch sight of.

The pale Yeung Tin Hun pouted in evident disdain after hearing Cheung Hak’s words. He did not even try to hide his feelings. “You call that fast?” 

Cheng Hak chuckled. After all, his legs were a fatal weapon that took the life of many three-chambered cultivators. The banter from two teens wasn’t worth his attention. 

“I’ll show you—” 

Yeung Tin Hun and Man Yee Ho’s pupils shrunk; it was as if time had slowed down. 

“How fast—” 

Cheng Hak put on a mysterious smile, an unpredictable facade. He made an abrupt stomp on the ground with his right foot before he leapt into the air. With lightning speed, his legs drew two slashes in the air as energliph congealed around his feet and shot out like air blades. The translucent blades sliced through the air and came straight for the duo. 

Time returned to normal. 

“—I can be.” 

Everything took place in less than a second; any ordinary person wouldn’t have seen him move at all. When he finished his sentence, he had already kicked two energliph blades at them. 

But Man Yee Ho and Yeung Tin Hun weren’t ordinary people; they had already jumped aside and let his attack go between them, creating a huge hole in the tent. They definitely wouldn’t resist it directly. With an ice-cold glare, Yeung Tin Hun went for Cheng Hak with his spear.

Cheng Hak watched both of them with admiration. It was suicidal for a one-chambered glipher to charge at a three-chambered enemy. However, he felt Yeung Tin Hun’s courageous aura, so he knew that the teen wasn’t suicidal but confident. 

Cheng Hak seemed stationary, when in fact he had raised and pointed his left leg towards Yeung Tin Hun like a thrust of a spear. The gliphs on his leg chambers lit up; it was the Northern Wind gliph.

Northern Wind was an invasive gliph that took the shape of a violent gale in the form of a few strokes. It wasn’t a high grade, but for Cheng Hak, who didn’t come from a powerful background, would rarely get the chance to have a better gliph tattooed on him. 

Still, his countless near-death experiences had turned the simple Northern Wind gliph into a fatal slaughterer. His left leg was a raging spear in the wind, reaching Yeung Tin Hun before the young man realised it.  

Standing on the brink of life and death, Yeung Tin Hun felt chills running down his spine!

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