Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I believe that youve heard about the purpose of a primary education institution from your parents.

This is a world of gliphs.

To survive in this world, youll need to understand the rules of gliphs. Mathematics, languages, history and all the other subjects arent important. All that matters is the study of gliph. Studying gliphism is the only way to achieve higher education, take up gliphism and learn from powerful organisations or sects.

So now, you will need to focus on your cultivation and start by storing energliph at the age of ten. Aim to break through your first chamber by twelve, as thats the only way youd be qualified to join a sect to continue your journey of gliphism.

Chor Shing Chits words sparked excitement among the class. Images of them being headhunted by various organisations and institutions were playing in their head. Everyone was filled with joy, except Chui Yim, who was deep in thought.

This world is way more regulated than the Swallow Continent. Theyre separated into two groups, the gliphism cultivators and the non-cultivators.

And in this world, the latter is destined to work for the former Which means that commoners are inferior in this world.

Yet, they seemed accustomed to such a lifestyle. Am I the only one who feels that something is wrong?

Alright, lets begin our first lesson.

Chor Shing Chit wrote the word gliph with white chalk on the blackboard and drew two lines extending out from it.

Can anyone tell me what routes you could take when you pick up gliphism?

I know! Chan Ngou Tin stood up with his hands high in the air.

Awkwardness fell over Chui Yim. Hes indeed a classic annoying kid

Sit down, Chan Ngou Tin. Chor Shing Chit coughed. Ill call you if I want you to answer.

Chor Shing Chit looked around the class, but nobody other than Chan Ngou Tin was willing to answer. Thus, he had no choice but to let him answer. Chan Ngou Tin, whats the answer?

Glipher and gliphist!

Yes!

Chui Yim walked to the canteen slowly. Chor Shing Chits words rang in his mind repeatedly.

This world is centered around gliphs. If I fail, Ill suffer for the rest of my life.

Gliphs? Such an interesting thing.

If Chui Yim put it in the context of the Sallow Continent, a gliphist would be a magician while a glipher would be a martial artist. And they were closely related to each other.

Chui Yim once thought of honing magic in this world, but maybe due to language differences, it didnt work. Magic made use of ancient language, after all.

I guess I can only follow the rules of this world. To protect myself and not be killed without any ability to retaliate, I can only become a glipher or gliphist.

He entered the canteen and looked at the menu. What a joke, they even separated the meals into three classes.

The third class meal was the bad one Chui Yim ate yesterday, which cost two silver taels. The second class meal cost ten silver taels, and the first-class meal cost twenty silver taels.

Chui Yim stared at the menu speechlessly. With my pocket money, I wont have anything left if I get a first-class meal. As such, he got the third class meal and forcefully stuffed it down before returning to class.

It was fitness for the next lesson.

A group of six-year-olds stood in the sports hall like a group of ducklings. Sadly, Chui Yim was one of them. This was the place where all the students, even grade six students, had their fitness class.

Chor Shing Chit was with them. He wore a black singlet that outlined his muscular body and black cloth around his forearms, leaving only his upper arm and fingers exposed.

As six-year-olds, they were curious. Sir! Why are your arms wrapped in cloth?

In this world, if others know what gliphs you have, they will know your powers. That is extremely risky as enemies might take advantage of that information. So most gliphers cover their gliphs like me, Chor Shing Chit answered nonchalantly.

Sir, youre a glipher? Of which state? some students asked excitedly.