Chapter 488

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Chapter 488

Wat Suen flashed Chui Yim a gentle smile.

She rarely smiled. If it was anyone else, she would have rejected them coldly or ignored them. Wat Suen wouldn’t have even gone to see a doctor in the first place if not for Sung Tsz Hin insisting back then.

But this was Chui Yim, the best friend of that man as well as her junior brother.

As Cloud Palace disciples, they were a family. To Wat Suen, Chui Yim was just like a younger brother, and she knew that the reason why he asked was because he couldn’t bear to see her suffer.

“Junior Brother is a young genius in medicine. If you only have a bit of knowledge, all the other teenagers who study medicine know nothing.” Wat Suen smiled and patted the ground with her hands softly, flying up and heading into her house. “Come in.”

The Cloud Palace disciples were close-knit, but they respected each other’s privacy greatly too, giving ample personal space. No one else had ever stepped into Wat Suen’s room before.

It wasn’t decorated like any other girl’s room, but it was still neat. There was only a bed, a table, two hangers, and a closet for clothes.

Despite the dark colour scheme, Chui Yim could tell that the house was sparkly clean without a speck of dust.

Wat Suen had already “floated” onto her bed now, sitting cross-legged.

Her back faced Chui Yim as she called him over calmly. “Come here.”

Chui Yim nodded, walking over as he wondered if he would dirty her floor. “Pardon me, Senior Sister.”

Wat Suen nodded silently in reply.

She was so calm that Chui Yim no longer felt anxious. He reached out his right hand to feel for her back through her white clothes.

He creased his forehead.

“Doctor Mo-Yung mentioned the most affected part was the nerve at the depths of the bones,” Wat Suen said.

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It was weird. She seemed to be paralysed from the waist down, but actually, her meridians were fine, which meant that she could cultivate normally, including both of her leg chambers. Energliph could reach them through her meridians just fine.

But indeed, the greyish-white baby monkey looked like a small rock from afar. As if sensing something, it made high-pitched noises, expressing its happiness when Chui Yim called it Rocky.

“Right, you like this name too, huh?” Chui Yim said proudly. “Only you and Ming Sum know how to appreciate my naming skills. You’re incredibly brilliant!” He caressed the monkey with his fingers, and it shut its eyes comfortably and fell asleep within no time.

It was noon, and the Cloud Palace disciples were all busy with their stuff; Wong Kei was still pondering beneath the banyan tree, Yim Mo Chiu was dancing, Wat Suen was still practising her piece over and over again, and Hui Sai Cheong was still cooking dishes that made them fear.

Yet nobody came for Kam Chin Kee and Chui Yim today because it was their seventh day at Cloud Palace, an important day for all new Cloud Palace disciples.

Today, they would go through the Seven Cleansings.

Cleansing of soul, style, heart, mind, body, state, and leaden glamour.

This would help the disciples get used to the lifestyle of Cloud Palace.

They would only be considered to actually be part of Cloud Palace after seven days, as this was when they would learn the first lesson from the Seven-Star Elder.

Today, Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee decided to make their way up to the mountain peak once again.

Chui Yim couldn’t help but ask, “Great Senior Brother... what’s Master’s powerful style about?”

Sung Tsz Hin wore a meaningful smile. “I can’t answer you. To put it simply, be it me or the other juniors, we are all still learning it as well.”

“Master is so powerful, so how could his teachings be simple?”

“A decade or even more, and we’ve only scratched the surface of Master’s teachings.”

As Sung Tsz Hin finished, they reached the peak. The elderly man was still sitting at the cliff, fishing for nothing.

“Master, the juniors are here.”

“Mm.” The Seven-Star Elder waved his hands. “You may leave.”

“Yes, Master.” Sung Tsz Hin bowed, flashed the juniors a smile, and left.