Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 482

The hair-raising cry belonged to a crane.

Kam Chin Kee sensed the normal and gliphic beasts staring at them from the foot of the mountain scamper away in an instant. When they turned around, a white figure was standing in front of them, elegant and pure.

It was a white crane many times bigger than an ordinary crane with a neck of about three meters long. It didn’t seem to like Kam Chin Kee and Chui Yim, making soundless cries at them.

Currently, it stood in the middle of the path like a gangster who was unwilling to make way unless paid.

“You’ve made it, kiddo.” At the same time, Chui Yim heard a very familiar voice that had accompanied him and Chor Shing Chit from the South.

“Old man! You’re here!” Chui Yim exclaimed loudly. He long knew that Bak Wun was extraordinary, but he never expected to meet him here at Cerulean Mountain! Now that Chui Yim thought about it though, it was more than reasonable; a one-chambered state old man who possessed capabilities surpassing those of his state and who was able to secure Chui Yim a precious spot in the outer sect, where else could he be from?

“Junior Brother, you shouldn’t be so rude to Uncle Wun.” Sung Tsz Hin shook his head in disagreement after hearing how Chui Yim addressed Bak Wun.

However, Bak Wun rolled his eyes at Sung Tsz Hin. “How can I have you address me as uncle when you’re much older than me?”

“I’m young at heart.” Sung Tsz Hin joked.

But Bak Wun was aware that Sung Tsz Hin was only younger than him in terms of looks. The latter was much more powerful than him, while he was only in the one-chambered state.

The arrogant white crane scooted towards Bak Wun fondly. Bak Wun laughed and caressed the crane’s snowy white feathers with adoration.

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“I’m the crane keeper, or should I say, the palace master’s previous carriage driver.” Bak Wun smiled gently, not planning to keep them confused about his identity.

“But I resigned about twenty years ago since I’ve reached an age too old to drive Little White all around or accompany Palace Master everywhere. Thus, I left for Southary and set up an institution with the money the palace master gave me.

“The extra spot in the outer sect was added the day I left, meant to be for just Riding Clouds Academy disciples. Sadly, there was never anybody who performed well enough to be awarded the spot.”

Bak Wun spoke about news that might turn the world upside down so casually. If it was widely known that Riding Clouds Academy had a special spot in the outer sect for their disciples and their principal was part of Cloud Palace, it would not be as shabby as how it was when Chui Yim and Lam Ming Sum attended it.

Riding Clouds as in taking the academy as a carriage and riding it to Cloud Palace?

Sometimes, melodrama plots or even bizarre events do take place in real life.

“When I broke through, the gliph tattooed on me had Little White’s feather as the main ingredient.” Bak Wun turned to the crane next to him, smiling like a proud grandfather.

Now, all the puzzles were linked up.

It now made sense why a one-chambered Bak Wun could fight two-chambered gliphers, beat up those of his state badly, and was able to send a death blow to the four-chambered state necrocultivator, Yellow Springs Lady, with just a crane’s cry.

“But now, I’ll have to address you as Seventh Teacher.” Bak Wun laughed. He looked at Chui Yim and Lam Ming Sum, his previous disciples, proudly. In fact, he only asked for the special spot back then as a joke.

But who would have thought that the seventh teacher of this generation was brought by Bak Wun all the way from Southary? He was definitely brimming with pride.

’”Old… Uncle Wun, will you continue staying here?” Seeing Sung Tsz Hin’s glare, Chui Yim swallowed the rude name he had for Bak Wun.

Bak Wun shook his head. There were obvious wrinkles around his eyes. “I’m old and do not have any talent for cultivation; the one-chambered state is my limit. My only strength is that Little White adores me. Thus, I am content to watch those Southary kids grow.

“I’m here specifically to bid you all goodbye.”

Bak Wun took a glance at Sung Tsz Hin. He would be lying if he said that he did not feel indignant that Sung Tsz Hin still looked the same as when he entered as a teenager while he was in his last years.

However, having not much time left, he couldn’t care about such things anymore. Which commoner besides him would have the honour to watch the seven Cloud Palace disciples of a generation grow?

Flowers would wither one day, but the colourful fireworks in life would never be forgotten.

He did not have any regrets, especially after watching Chui Yim become the seventh teacher of Cloud Palace. If today was his last day, he would die in peace.

With that, Bak Wun left, leaving Little White staring at him with great unwillingness.

Chui Yim didn’t know what gliphic beast Little White was, but it was definitely no ordinary crane, or it would never have become the Seven-Star Elder’s mount.

Sung Tsz Hin left with the group and made their way to Cloud Forest. After Bak Wun took his leave, Little White flew off, not forgetting to glare at Chui Yim before it did so.

“It might be your commotion this morning that woke it up. It has a bad morning temper.” Sung Tsz Hin laughed.

The teenagers shook their heads and all headed to Cloud Forest.

Outside of Cloud Forest, Cheuk Kwun had his eyes shut tightly, not frowning but seeming to be deep in thought.

“Don’t go over for now; Mister Cheuk is spirit roaming.”

“Spirit roam?” Chui Yim was confused.

Sung Tsz Hin nodded and pointed to Cloud Forest. “That’s why the Cloud Rank is updated by the librarian of the generation; all of them possess this ability to spirit roam.

“It’s a power, as well as a talent to learn a special type of gliphism.”