Kam Chin Kee turned around, unaffected by those words. The teen who spoke was a Northerner making his way towards him while sending over a look of disdain. As a Northerner, he viewed strength above all and especially hated someone like Kam Chin Kee, who was said to curry favour and relied on powerful connections.
“I’m Pak Lei Fung of the Northern Savage Knife Tribe. Let me show you what an actual glipher is.”
Pak Lei Fung’s comments were offensive yet honest with his thoughts. He was no two-faced person, and this was how most Northerners viewed Southerners—weaklings raised in greenhouses that had never witnessed actual combat.
Kam Chin Kee creased his brows. He wouldn’t have minded if Pak Lei Fung was coming for him; such childish comments were beneath him. However, he also knew Lee Bak had strained himself considerably during their fight.
Kam Chin Kee chuckled. “If I’m the one who upsets you, why──”Before he could finish, Lee Bak already stopped in his tracks and cut his words short.
“Okay.”
Lee Bak took out his sword and strapped the small circular shield coiled to his left arm once more. The outer sect disciples weren’t the only ones anticipating the combat in excitement; the impending fight also aroused the curiosity of those from Metallic Blood War Gate.
Lee Bak’s schoolmates knew that he was Elder Lung Wai Yuet’s direct disciple, but they had never seen him in action.
Withered leaves descended to the ground gradually. The disciples from both institutions had already formed a circle with Lee Bak and Pak Lei Fung in the centre.
Pak Lei Fung sneered and fiddled with his silver knife. He slashed the air and turned countless leaves to dust. “I, Pak Lei Fung, have been practising my knife arts since eight and battled a one-chambered gliphic beast at nine. How can you Southern spoiled brats compare to us, Northern men──”
Suddenly, Pak Lei Fung turned silent and blocked his body with his knife with lightning reflexes. A bright, bloody red glow filled his eyes; its intense aura left him dumbfounded.
This strong murderous intent and terrifying aura! Is he a human or a grim reaper?
Snap! His grade one gliphic weapon, tailor-made for him by his tribe, broke. It was the flash of blood-red light that tore through his weapon, drawing a bloody line from his eyebrows to his crotch.
As Pak Lei Fung’s split into two halves, his eyes were still filled with disbelief and fear of death. Lee Bak didn’t even move, yet his sword and shield were already nowhere to be seen.
“Watch your mouth.” Leaving behind the parting note, he left.
Most Cloud Palace outer sect disciples had never come across such a bloody sight.
Like a blood fountain, Pak Lei Fung’s blood splattered all over the ground as the metallic scent of blood took over the woods.
Many outer sect disciples threw up in disgust, while the few who could handle it looked at Lee Bak in dismay.
“You’re leaving like this? Aren’t you belittling us a bit too much?”
In contrast to the outer sect disciples, the outcome fuelled the Metallic Blood War Gate disciples. Indeed the Tower Master’s direct disciple! He must be more capable than even peak one-chambered gliphers!
At the same time, Ching Lang Pak who had woken up stared at Lee Bak with fervorous eyes before turning to the outer sect disciples with a sneer. “I don’t know who in the world gave him that courage to challenge Lee Bak, the direct disciple of our Tower Master. The Blood Dragon Fairy, Elder Lung Wai Yuet’s direct disciple! Put on an act? Which one of you has the right to make our future Tower Master put on a farce?”
With that, he turned to Kam Chin Kee and left after bowing. Together with his fellow schoolmates, he escorted Lee Bak away. He knew that even Lee Bak couldn’t have saved him from Kam Chin Kee if he had been determined to take his life.
The Blood Metallic War Gate members left, leaving behind the outer sect disciples. They all stared at Kam Chin Kee with complicated looks. Pak Lei Fung had just proven Kam Chin Kee’s capability with his life. As Ching Lang Pak mentioned, who among their generation could make him put on an act?
None of them could swallow the fact that Kam Chin Kee was a powerful cultivator; him knowing gliphism was unheard of! All they knew was that he led a lowkey life in the palace as an oddball and liked wasting his time spacing out in the Imperial Garden. Even when he applied to enrol in the Cloud Palace outer sect, everyone thought he was only there for its reputation.
This difference was unreal, and all of them knew that this matter had yet to end.
Pak Lei Fung was the youth with the most potential in the Savage Knife Tribe, a powerful Northern tribe. The North wouldn’t simply let this go with him dying here. However, this was the Metallic Blood War Gate’s problem.
Not everybody was attracted to the huge scene.
They might only be on the outskirts, but this was the largest forest in the South, and even just the outer area was rather vast. Lee Bak and Kam Chin Kee’s fight might have exuded tremendous waves of energliph, but only those close by felt them.
For example, Chui Yim didn’t have the leisure to care about it.
He was currently a sorry sight, running for his life while a phantom-like grey shadow chased after him. Bearing a pair of scary eyes and long, grey arms with the strength to crush a thick tree, the phantom monkey was among the rare species that could launch mental attacks.
Phantom monkeys had huge potential and a noble bloodline.. Unlike ordinary gliphic beasts, they could cultivate without physical restrictions and could become as strong as five-chambered human cultivators. Perhaps it was because they were closely related to humans.
Phantom monkeys experienced a difficult birth, and with every part of their body being invaluable, they attracted many poachers who took their lives once they left even the slightest of traces.
Chui Yim was lucky, or perhaps unlucky, to run into a phantom monkey in the Forbidden Forest.
But everything happened for a reason. To the phantom monkey, this human in front of it emitted an extremely attractive scent. It felt that as long as it swallowed him, it would see drastic improvements in its cultivation—a once-in-a-lifetime encounter. It could sense it through its natural instincts despite being newly born and its lack of knowledge.
The thought of this filled the phantom monkey with human-like greed. Chui Yim was far weaker too, slowing down just five minutes into the chase. The monkey didn’t drag things out as it stepped onto a branch, suddenly pouncing towards its prey.
It gazed at Chui Yim calmly with its eyes that resembled swirling blobs of blood. At that very moment, Chui Yim turned around to meet its gaze with equally calm eyes.
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