Chapter 15

Chapter 15

For example, a coachman. Im sure you have heard of what hardyhorses are, right? In fact, most clans use gliphic beasts as their mounts instead of hardyhorses, Chor Shing Chit said as he glanced at Chan Ngou Tin. For example, the Chan Clan from Weapon Street use bronze-horned rhinos as their mounts. Unlike hybrids such as hardyhorse, bronze-horned rhinos are actual gliphic beasts. They are fast and have the ability to battle, so they can protect those in the carriage during a sudden attack.

Only a one-chamber glipher can become a coachman for gliphic beasts.

There are many other careers that can only be undertaken by one-chamber gliphers, so actually, one-chamber gliphers form the core of this world.

That is why I said that all of you should aim to reach the one-chamber state by the age of twelve. If not, youll be a one-chambered glipher at most forever. However, its still better than those ordinary kids who are too poor to go to school. You will definitely have a brighter future than most commoners.

Chor Shing Chit paused for a moment and continued, Okay, lets get to the main point. Step forward to the chamber check rock when I call your name.

Chan Ngou Tin.

Unexpectedly, Chan Ngou Tin was the first to be called. He tried to remain nonchalant, but arrogance had already washed over his face.

Chan Ngou Tin stood up and went forward. Without the need of Chor Shing Chits guidance, he reached out his right hand and placed it on the chamber check rock.

Buzz

The part of the rock that came into contact with his palm emitted a warm, white light. Chan Ngou Tin removed his hands and stood in front of the rock after some time.

The chamber check rock was made of an unknown pitch-black shiny material, just like a black mirror. One could easily see their reflection when standing in front of the mirror.

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Not much later, the left arm of Chan Ngou Tins reflection lit up.

Chan Ngou Tin, innate chamber, left arm chamber. Suitable for cultivating his left arm chamber.

Chan Ngou Tin raised an eyebrow. He had expected this result.

Same for Chor Shing Chit. Powerful clans like the Chan Clan would chamber check their clan members even before they started schooling. Other than consanguinity, the ability to cultivate was of utmost for such clans. Being an aristocratic family of cultivators, most people in the clan would possess the ability to cultivate.

He was smaller than others his age. Lam Ming was so skinny that his fingers looked like branches. Reaching out his hand, he placed it on the rock. After a short pause, Lam Ming withdrew his hand and stared at the rock anxiously.

Buzz

A warm white light appeared, leaving the whole class, even Chor Shing Chit in shock. Lam Ming, innate chamber, wind chamber. On his reflection, Lam Ming had his mouth opened wide. A light was present on the stomach of his reflection.

How could this be? Chan Ngou Tin shouted in disbelief. As a Chan Clan member, Chan Ngou Tin knew the importance of being born stronger with an innate wind chamber.

If you want to become a gliphist, you need to have the wind or heart chamber as your innate chamber, like Lam Ming. He now stands a chance of becoming a gliphist.

Whoosh!

The class turned to Lam Ming, their eyes filled with jealousy, envy, and hatred. Unable to adapt to the stares, Lam Ming ran behind the bald boy subconsciously to hide. Everyones attention turned from Lam Ming to Chui Yim.

Chui Yim! Chor Shing Chit said coldly. Come over.

Other than Chan Ngou Tin and, surprisingly, Lam Ming, he was the one whom the class regarded highly of.

Be it the time that he took the position of the class captain easily, or be it the time that he ignored Chor Shing Chit and Chan Ngou Tin, he had been the centre of attention. Even Chor Shing Chit was curious about what would come out of this young child. To be honest, Chor Shing Chit felt that he was more like a friend of his age than his student.

Put your palm on the rock, Chor Shing Chit said slowly.

Chui Yim did as he was told. There was no expression on Chui Yims face, as if he had never worried about his talent.

Remove your hand now.

Chor Shing Chit said, staring at the stone.

The class held their breath and stared at the rock.

Moments went by.

A smile crept up the corner of Chan Ngou Tins mouth. Is he perhaps a piece of trash that doesnt have the talent to cultivate?