Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 489

It had been a while since Sung Tsz Hin took his leave. The entire place remained so silent that they could hear a pin drop.

The Seven-Star Elder continued to face away from the duo, not letting go of his fishing rod. This left the boys confused, but they dared not voice out their confusion and only felt the changes in their emotions.

Gradually, the boys were so bored that they could only focus on the clouds in front of them. The clouds seemed to be solid and within their reach, but it was only an illusion that the boys could touch them with their hands.

Soaking in the peak’s quietness and floating clouds, their hearts calmed down too.

Just then, the Seven-Star Elder stood up and placed the rod on the rock next to him. The meticulous Kam Chin Kee saw a small crack in the rock, just big enough to place the rod in such that it would not move from the wind.

“Take a close look.” The Seven-Star Elder still faced away as his worn-out robe slowly rose without any breeze.

If there were spectators, they would be left puzzled. All they could see was the Seven-Star Elder staring at the clouds on the peak silently without the slightest movement yet the boys were left in great shock.

To Kam Chin Kee, the entire world had disappeared.

He looked all around himself only to realise it was all empty, and he was surrounded by clouds and fog.

Suddenly, something appeared out of nowhere. It was a mountain, but it didn’t look like one at the same time.

To be exact, it was a mountain made of gliph strings. He suddenly had superb eyesight that could see the connection of every gliph string intertwined.

It was a mountain, yet not a mountain.

There were two, three, and many more mountains that appeared from thin air and surrounded Kam Chin Kee. He was lost in the gliph-string-made mountains.

It was as if all mountains in the world were hidden within, and the last mountain was the huge Cerulean Mountain below his feet.

He heard a voice that was just like a mumble next to his ears. “All mountains in the world are incomparable to the mountain in my heart. We’ll call it Great Cerulean Mountain, then.”

Boom!

A huge Cerulean Mountain appeared in Kam Chin Kee’s mind, expanding as if it wanted to burst out! He blacked out in an instant and fainted.

Chui Yim saw a completely different sight from Kam Chin Kee.

All he saw was blazing fire – a sea of flame. Chui Yim floated in it, not feeling the slightest discomfort.

Soaking in the sea of flames, Chui Yim could feel strong emotions trying to gush into his body from all of his pores, and he could feel the flame’s emotion. It was a mystical situation, but he felt moved. Feeling the flame’s emotions, it moved Chui Yim greatly.

But before he could slowly enjoy this situation, the sea of flames surged up.

Chui Yim saw seven crescent moons rising from the flames.

Flame flowed from the seven crescent moons like water, making them look like tasty fruits, but Chui Yim could feel the terrifying power of the seven crescent moons.

It was terrifying, but it was honest and fair.

A voice rang inside his mind from the bottom of his heart. “July is the pinnacle of the blazing summer, giving birth to flame.

“Flowing July Flame.” *

The moment this voice rang out, the crescent moons collided.

Boom!!

All Chui Yim saw was a blazing moon, and just like Kam Chin Kee, he fainted.

The Seven-Star Elder sighed lightly, frowning hard. A few strands of his silver hair dropped to the ground as he turned to look at the boys with pity.

A generation filled with elites? Which flower would grow and survive the harsh storm and dangers?

Just then, Sung Tsz Hin appeared silently to greet the Seven-Star Elder.

“Send both juniors back.”

“Yes, Master,” Sung Tsz Hin replied respectfully and grabbed their collars like they were small beasts before disappearing down the mountain.

The Seven-Star Elder went back to face the nothingness and fish again.

The old man's solitary figure appeared even more lonely, accentuating his age. 

The Seven Cleansings had ended.

When Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee woke up, their heads were pounding hard. They tried their best to recall everything that happened but sadly failed.

After a short discussion, they could only ask Sung Tsz Hin for help.

At Cloud Palace, even if their master was the Seven-Star Elder, he rarely taught them personally, so every junior would go to Sung Tsz Hin if they had any questions.

As if he had already guessed that they would come to him, Sung Tsz Hin had already prepared tea for the both of them. When they arrived, the tea was at the best temperature for consumption.

Kam Chin Kee took a sip, while Chui Yim gulped the entire cup down anxiously and asked, “I do not understand, Great Senior Brother.”

“Same here.” Kam Chin Kee shook his head.

“What do you not understand?” Sung Tsz Hin smiled.

The boys exchanged glances, unable to point out exactly what they didn’t understand. Seeing them, Sung Tsz Hin laughed, no longer playing around with them.

“What do you guys think of the skills Master taught?”

Chui Yim opened his mouth slightly, but remained silent. True Domineer from Wong Ba was a powerful style, and there was the very strong Bloody War Strike from Chor Huet Zhin, but all the Seven-Star Elder showed them was an incomplete scene; there was no technique, skills, or even a gliph. Thus, they could not understand.

They only had snippets in their mind, and they had no idea how to start.

Sung Tsz Hin wore a serious expression and started teaching them. “Master only passes down the styles to us, he won’t teach us personally. To put it simply, he only gave a seed and left it in your mind.”

Chui Yim immediately recalled the furious sea of fire and the seven flaming crescent moons high up in the sky.

Meanwhile, Kam Chin Kee remembered the many mountains as well as the huge Cerulean Mountain he was on.

*TL note: July is 七月 in Chinese, and 七月 also means seven moon.