Night of the Broken Gliph

Chui Yim had a look of sudden realization and continued, “It seems that Brother Siu is an itinerant member of a reclusive clan. I've read about them in the books, they practice styles and gliphs not public to the world.”

Chui Yim's guess was valid, as reclusive clans were all around the world a thousand years ago. Before Siu Fu could say anything, Chui Yim continued, “Erm… it's fine if you wish to keep it a secret, but the attribute of the style at least must be known. I can’t possibly make you a fire-attribute weapon if you're cultivating a water-attribute style. That makes no sense.”

Siu Fu nodded, agreeing with Chui Yim's point. “I cultivate… I guess you could say it's a negative-attribute style. I'm fine as long as it's more towards the milder side, and I prefer using large blades.”

“Large blades?”

“Yeah.” Siu Fu gestured with his hands. “Wide ones, similar to horse chopping sabres, the heavier the better.”

“It's unexpected to see such a graceful man like Brother Siu use such a huge weapon. We really shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.” Chui Yim laughed.

Chui Yim carefully scrutinized Siu Fu’s physique, arm length, and so on. “What request do you have for gliphs?”

“There’s no need for gliphs.” Siu Fu shook his head.

“How is it going to be a gliph weapon without a gliph?” Chui Yim was surprised.

“It seems like Brother Siu carries a lot of secrets.” Chui Yim couldn’t help but take another look at Siu Fu. “But I’m not one that likes to gossip, and we shall go with what Brother Siu requests. In that case, the material’s quality is very important.

“Gliphs are closely related to materials. Strong materials can withstand powerful gliphs, and conversely, powerful gliphs can also bring about qualitative improvement to the weapon. Feather-light materials can weigh a thousand catties if they’re carved with gliphs.

“If Brother Siu doesn’t want gliphs on your weapon, the material must be superb to produce a high quality weapon, as there’s no gliphs to enhance it.”

Saying this, Chui Yim walked around the ignition room to find something perfect as the material. But as someone with a special weapon-refining method, there wasn’t anything in particular he needed.

“Well, I came prepared.” Siu Fu laughed when he heard that.

Boom! Something that came with flesh and skin dropped on the ground.

Chui Yim’s face fell and he moved back subconsciously, the milky white flame covering his left arm uncontrollably.

“This aura…!”

Siu Fu nodded. “I’m going to be honest; this is the treasure I got from the desert – that terrifying monster, Netherspectre’s corpse.”

Siu Fu squinted his eyes to check the other’s reaction while pressing the ordinary stone ring on his left thumb. This ring was a storage space the necrogliphism ancestors made with pentachromatic divine rock.

He was ready to take out Lifeless if Chui Yim made any strange move the next second.

“What a great treasure!” Chui Yim's eyes lit up and he went forward to caress the corpse without fear. As if sensing something, Fury dispersed. After fighting Netherspectre for over a thousand years, Fury subconsciously reacted upon sensing its aura. The flame dispersed immediately after sensing that it was now just a corpse.

Siu Fu let out a sigh at Chui Yim's action and let go of the ring. “I cultivate an extremely negative style, and Netherspectre coincidentally has the same attribute, despite it being the greatest evil of the world. Thus, I took a risk and luckily obtained a part of its corpse.”

Chui Yim did not even spare Siu Fu a glance as he gushed over the corpse. “It's the finest material of all! That's the corpse of a grade five… no, a grade six gliphic beast! Do you know how precious this is? Any small part of its flesh or fur can easily make a gliph weapon above grade four!”

After going on for a long time, Chui Yim finally realized what he was doing and looked at Siu Fu sheepishly. “Sorry Brother Siu, I get too excited when I talk about forging.”

Siu Fu watched him with a smile. To him, Chui Yim was an interesting person. “No, it's fine. No wonder Brother Chui was able to reach the grandmaster state at such a young age; if not for your huge passion and interest, it wouldn’t have been possible.”

“Things are easy since Brother Siu already has the ingredients.” Chui Yim cut right to the point. “I roughly have an idea about the weapon.”

With that, Chui Yim shared his ideas with Siu Fu happily, while they agreed and disagreed at times and even gave requests. Two hours had passed since they finished the discussion.

“Okay! Give me a while, Brother Siu. Let me cultivate for a bit first to reach my best state.”

Chui Yim immediately did as he said, putting his legs together and cultivating.

Siu Fu squinted his eyes as a light passed through them. The temperature of the room decreased all of a sudden…

Because of Chui Yim.

Chui Yim's cultivation affected the surrounding positive energy. If necrogliphism's purest style, the Nine Levels of Hell, was the most negative style, then the style Chui Yim cultivated was the most positive. Simply cultivating the self-winding wheel, Chui Yim was able to collect all the nearby positive energy.

Siu Fu was currently standing next to Chui Yim. He would be able to kill Chui Yim easily just by hitting the top of his skull.

After a long time, Chui Yim opened his eyes, feeling satisfied and fresh both mentally and physically. The ignition room was greatly beneficial to his style of crafting.

The thought of this had him thinking to himself about how to make a room similar to this back at Cerulean Mountain…

Boom!

The ground shook slightly, and a huge cauldron with nine dragon gliphs on it appeared in the room!

Siu Fu secretly frowned. He subconsciously hated the aura from the cauldron, and he knew it was his style repelling an opposite style.

But he calmed down very soon and watched Chui Yim prepare. Even if he had already heard about weapon refining from Chui Yim, it was still interesting to see the other getting ready to make a weapon with a cauldron.

“I'm going to start!” Chui Yim smiled at Siu Fu widely.

Boom! The surrounding temperature increased, and Siu Fu subconsciously took two steps back, the change in his eyes becoming obvious.

What terrifying flame is that!?

However, Chui Yim was so focused on forging that he didn’t notice Siu Fu. He always put his entire heart and soul into the process when he forged.

He reached out his right hand and smacked it on the cauldron. “Open!”

Buzz… The cauldron opened, and a column of flame shot to the sky.

“Right now, Brother Siu!” Chui Yim yelled.

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