Chapter 512
“Such a fantastic feeling.” Silently, Chui Yim experienced the changes taking place in his body. These were emotional changes.
It was widely known that humans performed beyond their limits when angered, but on the bad side, they were likely to act impulsively.
But if he could control his emotions perfectly, anger would become his greatest support.
Ka Yi took his hatred and anger out on the rock of the back mountain daily, which only intensified them rather than putting them out. He was only enlightened when he saw that his master had passed on and turned to bury the blazing fury in him with zen.
Instead of ignoring the anger, he made the purest form of fury into his strongest weapon and became one of the most powerful cultivators of his generation.
Kam Chin Kee watched Chui Yim with a smile, patiently waiting for the spar to start. After all, their spars were aimed to help them understand the changes taking place in their bodies.
This time, Kam Chin Kee broke through his left arm chamber.
Under Sung Tsz Hin and Mister Cheuk’s judgment, the gliph tattooed on Kam Chin Kee’s wind chamber was the Stability and Balanced, a mysterious gliph from the ancient past which disappeared from the public’s eyes a hundred years ago.
Surprisingly, this gliph that was not even recorded in Cloud Forest was found in the Imperial Palace’s Sacred Scripture Pavilion.
Sung Tsz Hin was powerful at gliphism and could deduce the suitability of the gliph for Kam Chin Kee. It turned out that Stability and Balanced, a gliph of functioning like it’s name, was indeed perfect for Kam Chin Kee.
Having it tattooed on his wind chamber, it was able to increase the cycle of energliph by three per cent as well as its impact and finesse.
“I’m going to attack!” Kam Chin Kee’s eyes lit up, and a blue figure went for Chui Yim instantly.
Chui Yim returned him a wide smile and disappeared from the spot!
Whoosh! A blue figure chased after Chui Yim tightly.
Whoosh whoosh...
A red figure joined the battle and went after Chui Yim similarly. But what Chui Yim was most wary of was the tiny yellow figure.
This mountain was a shield at the same time. With it as a shield, it was impossible to injure the person behind this mountain unless the mountain itself was destroyed.
Boom! The jade-white burning crescent moon collided with the mountain with great force!
Before the teenagers could react, they were already back at Chui Yim’s residence.
Sung Tsz Hin looked at them helplessly. “I only told you guys to have a spar to get used to your bodies, not flip the place upside down.”
“Well, what could possibly happen in Great Senior Brother’s painting?” Chui Yim shrugged, while Kam Chin Kee only flashed him a smile.
“Alright, that’s all for today.”
Upon this clear night came the grace of a full moon.
Chui Yim sat on the Barren Cliff, hugging the grey rock monkey to sleep. Fearing that his journey would be dangerous, Chui Yim left Rocky in Lam Ming Sum’s care before he left. Rocky loved Lam Ming Sum, but not as much as Chui Yim, whom it never left since it was born four years ago.
Luckily Chui Yim returned, or it might’ve snuck out to search for him.
Stroking its soft fur gently, Chui Yim stared at the moon, zoning out.
A few moments later, a person came to him with a bottle of wine, which Chui Yim took without taking a second glance.
“Chui Yim, Third Senior Brother said that he sensed the aura of necrocultivators back at the desert.” It was Kam Chin Kee, who took a seat next to Chui Yim. “Could it be that your friend...?”
“No.” Chui Yim shook his head. “I felt his aura, even though it’s negative, there wasn’t the deadly intent of a necrocultivator.
“I’ve met necrocultivators before. They forcefully control dead souls, which goes against the laws of nature, and these souls, in turn, become souls with grievance. However, I did not sense grievance on my friend, only an imposing aura.”
Kam Chin Kee did not make any comment.
Chui Yim was the one to survive the Yellow Springs Lady’s deadly attack. Kam Chin Kee had never met a necrocultivator in person to comment on the situation.
Chui Yim looked up at the night, which reminded him of the teenager that felt like moonlight.