Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 517

Four years had passed, and three teenagers walked through the same light door once again.

They arrived at the same small, empty, and worn temple. It was just like yesterday that they had lessons at the temple, but now, they were all young adults.

Chui Yim looked around, cracking his neck. “Let’s return to the Wandering Son’s Lake residence first.”

Kam Chin Kee and Lam Ming Sum agreed without hesitation and they made their way towards their destination with the route in their memory.

It didn’t take long for the trio to reach the destination near the Cloud Palace outer sect. However, the scene waiting for them threw the teens off their feet.

Chui Yim couldn’t find his couplet anywhere, and it was replaced with a huge, golden sign board that Chui Yim identified to be made with real gold with a glance.

“Swift Ascent to the Clouds.”

There was a long queue outside their residence, seemingly waiting for something.

The trio exchanged glances and made conversation with a random middle-aged man. “Brothers, what are you waiting for?”

The middle-aged man turned around to find three teenagers next to him. One of them was bald and muscular, but he had a pretty face that didn’t match his vibe, while another teenager looked diligent, just like a scholar.

Lam Ming Sum had put on a disguise, keeping her navy blue hair hidden to avoid unwanted attraction. She currently looked like an ordinary maidservant.

The teenagers looked so ordinary that the middle-aged man did not bother to pay much attention to them and even waved his hands in annoyance. “How could you not know? This is common sense! This is the Blue Cloud Pavilion, the sixth and seventh teachers’ previous residence, and we are all here for a tour as well as to pray for blessings for our clan’s disciples from the sixth and seventh teacher.”

“Pray for blessings…?” Chui Yim was greatly stunned.

The middle-aged man sneered. “The teachers are now members of Cloud Palace, making them immortals with extraordinary capability. It costs a hundred silver tales for entrance, and not just anyone can enter.”

Kam Chin Kee was naturally sharper than Chui Yim. He blinked his eyes and tried to source information politely. “Brother, you’re indeed knowledgeable. Do you know where this money goes?”

“Of course to Chau Chung, Mister Chau, who has been through life and death and grew up with the teachers,” the middle-aged man answered proudly after hearing Kam Chin Kee’s praise.

“So it’s Mister Chau…” Chui Yim nodded, gritting his teeth while Lam Ming Sum giggled at the side.

“This is the living room that hosted many important figures in the past. Doctor Odd Ping Chi, Mute from Apex Temple… hey! Don’t tamper with that! If not for Man Yee Ho… yes, the Man Yee Ho from Imperial Sunset Palace, direct disciple of Man Chin Hung, who cleaned that table, it would not be so squeaky clean!

“This is the kitchen, but not an ordinary kitchen because Princess Ming Sum and the North’s Four Seasons Heaven’s Spring Peak leader, Yeung Chun, once cooked here!

“As for this garden… hey you! Be careful with your leg! All plants here were watered by Four Seasons Heaven’s Young Master Yeung Tin Hun!

“And this is the famous workshop where the seventh teacher created many famous weapons.

“While this small statue is the sixth teacher’s work…”

A tall, chubby teenager told his story happily. His round belly had increased in size as he got taller, and currently, he was fanning himself with a thin fan, looking around proudly. “This was where I sat in the past and convinced the seventh teacher to go with the group order idea! If not for me, there wouldn’t be so many of you who were able to get your hands on his New Rich series!”

The crowd wore respectful expressions hearing him, which the chubby teenager enjoyed. “Alright, pray sincerely here to get the teachers’ blessings.”

The guest rooms had been hacked away for a spacious area to place two three-meter-tall bronze statues.

One of the statues was a bald teenager with a serious expression as he stared at the cauldron in front of him. There were nine vivid dragons on the cauldron he was staring at. The teenager next to him had long, smooth hair with a huge bird on his shoulders, spreading its wings while a blue wolf next to his feet looked fierce and ready to pounce.

A woman walked towards Chau Chung with respect. “Mister Chau, you’re such a nice man. Taking care of the teachers’ previous house for them after they left for Cloud Palace, the land of immortals, and even let us commoners have the chance to worship their statues and ask for blessings.”

“Madame, you’re being too polite. There’s nothing I hope for other than the public to gain the teachers’ blessing.” Chau Chung immediately returned the courtesy. “I, Chau Chung, do not need money, and the entrance fee is only collected in order to maintain the Blue Cloud Pavilion. This statue cost a king’s ransom, and I was the one that paid for it.”

“Mister Chau is a kind person!” The woman looked at him with respect.

After some time, the crowd left, and Chau Chung turned to the servant next to him.

“That should be it for today.”

“Yes, Mister Chau.” The servant nodded and left.

Chau Chung looked around proudly, fanning himself even harder. However, he soon saw that there were three teenagers in the garden, looking at a fake mountain and having a discussion about it.

He frowned. Didn’t I ask the servant to get all of them to leave?

He looked around for his servant but to no avail, thus, he stepped up to remind the teenagers himself, “The Blue Cloud Pavilion is closed for today. Please leave as soon as possible.”

“Why should I?” The bald teenager did not even turn to spare Chau Chung a glance.

“Because it’s not your residence.” Chau Chung laughed in anger. “This is the Blue Cloud Pavilion. Do you think you’re friends with the teachers?”

Another teenager turned towards Chau Chung, smiling widely. “Chubby Chau, how are you still as chubby after four years?”

Chau Chung could not recognize Kam Chin Kee who had grown up so much that he looked like a weak scholar or a poet that would recite his poems to the bright moon. However, he did find him familiar…

“Sir, who are you? Do you know me…?

“Huh…?” Chau Chung’s heart dropped. He subconsciously compared them to the statues…

“You’re so daring, Chubby Chau, to make my home that I put in your care into a place to earn money.”

Chau Chung was blinded by the teenager’s shiny head, who had now turned towards him.

Chau Chung’s heart skipped a beat.

There were only two well-known people with bald heads today: Apex Temple’s monks and Chui Yim. There were no others.