Night of the Broken Gliph

Four-chambered and hundred-gliphic state cultivators were not a rare sight in today’s world, but they weren’t a dime a dozen. Every cultivator of this state was an important figure and leader of the world. For example, the clan leaders of South Imperial City’s well-known Chor Clan and Wong Clan were in the four-chambered state.

However, there were more than ten members of the necrocultivation faction that had reached the four-chambered state.

What was worse was that necrocultivators were invincible in their state, which meant that one four-chambered necrocultivator was powerful enough to tackle at least two other cultivators of the same state!

There were also more than a hundred of them in the three-chambered state!

When they turned to face the man wearing a funny tiger mask, they no longer dared to mock him. Just with a few simple decisions, Skinny Tiger turned the profound, thousand-year-long foundation of the tribe into actual power within a short period of time.

It was the last competition of the Human Corpse level.

The four different levels of White Bones, Human Corpse, Earthly Spirit, and Heavenly Spirit represented those who had stepped into the two-chambered state, three-chambered state, four-chambered state, and the Nine Levels of Hell respectively. Their rankings would determine the resources and benefits given to them in the future.

However, there was an exception today. In the Human Corpse battle for three-chambered necrocultivators, a two-chambered necrocultivator was seen.

He was a teenage boy that many members of the tribe disliked. He always wore a sinister smile and coloured his lips up to his cheeks with lipstick, which weirded out many. But it was not his appearance that bothered the tribe members; they were necrocultivators, a group the world had deemed to be a cult, out of the norm appearances were not a big deal.

It was said that every time this teenager went on a mission, he would kidnap handsome teenage boys, torture them to death, and then his victim would be discovered with terrifying sexual abuse marks….

Necrocultivators weren’t afraid of murderers, nor were they afraid of psychopaths.

But those that violated dead bodies…

Even to the necrocultivators, it gave them goosebumps.

Sadly, this teenager was too skillful. He could fight three-chambered state members and not end up on the losing end. He was the only two-chambered state glipher that dared to register for the Human Corpse level battle. Under Skinny Tiger’s plan, if one registered for a level above their state and succeeded in winning three rounds in a row, the tribe would place importance in training them.

The teenager had already won two rounds, and if he could defeat this three-chambered cultivator in front of him, he would be the first two-chambered cultivator in the Human Corpse level.

Even in necrocultivation, a person like this would have a huge impact on the hierarchy. Be it the world of commoners or the world of cultivators, the hierarchy was strictly followed, and the higher-ups didn’t allow people to mess it up as they wished.

They sent Jet to go against this teenage boy.

He was a powerful cultivator, which was the reason they sent him for the South Imperial City mission. There were many powerful three-chambered cultivators in their tribe, but Jet was unique; he was the only one who had such odd knife-throwing skills.

He also did a good job on the South Imperial City mission, which was the first mission they undertook after remaining hidden for a thousand years. They bestowed him one chance to kill a person, which he could use after stepping into the four-chambered state. By then, he would choose a powerful cultivator’s life to take, which might help him step into the Nine Levels of Hell!

However, with Jet’s skills, he was more suitable to be an assassin than a frontline fighter. He was very strong in one area and very weak in another, thus they sent him out as a three-chambered state peak opponent without any disagreement.

Jet frowned at the teenager in front of him.

He knew the teenager’s code name – Rouge Dragon.

Jet’s sight landed on the exaggerated smile drawn by the blood-coloured makeup, and it disgusted him. Even if necrocultivators weren’t normal human beings, that didn’t mean that they were psychopaths, unlike the teenager in makeup facing him.

Moreover, Jet feared the teenager who joined the tribe through unnatural methods.

Yes, gliph grafting.

Every necrocultivator who had been through the process went through pain beyond description. Gliphs were a part of the cultivator’s body, so it was like forcefully removing one’s bones.

This unimaginable pain was enough to drive a person insane, and those who failed to withstand the pain during the process would have their souls scattered, unable to reincarnate forevermore.

This teenager obviously had successfully withstood it, and seeing how he wore a sinister and somewhat feminine smile on his face from time to time, Jet genuinely suspected that he was a madman. He turned to look at the silent Skinny Tiger on the throne, an alarm ringing in his mind.

Most might’ve viewed those who joined by gliph grafting with disdain, but every one of them that survived the procedure was the strongest amongst all.

“Please guide me.” Jet put his hands together, looking courteous.

Rouge Dragon wore a coquettish smile. It was eerie to see this smile on a man with weird makeup. He saw the death energy knife in Jet’s sleeve when he placed his hands together.

As the most powerful assassin in the three-chambered state, Jet still kept his fighting style.

It was as if Skinny Tiger did not realise it. When he saw that both parties were ready, he announced the start of the battle.

Whoosh…

The instant he announced the start of the battle, numerous knives went for Rouge Dragon. Jet did not let his guard down even if his competitor was in the two-chambered state.

They were currently in the Black Promise Tower, the darkest place on the planet, and their tribe was a cult whose members were killed by regular cultivators on sight.

Let their guard down? Those that did were no longer alive anymore.

The throwing knives congealed into a scary, giant snake. This was his most powerful gliphility, Viper Fangs!

Just based on this attack, everyone knew that Jet had improved greatly since his mission to South Imperial City, and the spectators were sighing at this scene.

No two-chambered state would be able to take this attack, so Rouge Dragon would lose.

That was what the important figures expected too.

Rouge Dragon was a great talent for their future, and they sent Jet not because they were unhappy with Rouge Dragon and wanted him to lose, they simply wanted to teach him a lesson; be respectful and not arrogant since there was always a higher mountain in the world!

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