Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Not bad. Chui Yim patted his shiny bald head. This had always been a habit of his.

Is that so? Kiu Chi Gong heaved a sigh of relief. He was drenched in sweat.

Chui Yim nodded, focusing fully on his metalsmithing now. Casting and carving gliphs has always been your weakness. On the other hand, refining is your strength due to your familys secret skills. Now, you have improved greatly in casting until its almost as good as your other refining skills. The only thing you are lacking in is gliph carving. But it might be because you only learnt to refine since young, Chui Yim said as he took the sword. It was a light sword with a fuller on the blade. Kiu Chi Gong had intentionally designed it in this manner to train his casting skills.

After learning the basics of gliphism for four years, Chui Yim had improved a lot. As the saying went, Methods may vary, but the principle always holds true. Gliphs weapons are inevitably linked to gliphic formations too. You know too little about gliphism. Learn more if you can, and such things will be easier for you in the future.

What a pity This sword is very close to being a grade two gliph weapon. It was negative feedback coming from Chui Yim, but Kiu Chi Gong was smiling from ear to ear. Im close to becoming a grade-two metalsmith?

This thought made him look at Chui Yim with heartfelt admiration. Within these four years of basic guidance from Chui Yim, Kiu Chi Gong had learned more than from his past ten years of secluded self-practice. Now, becoming a grade-two metalsmith was already in his reach.

Its getting late now, Chui Yim said, looking out of the window. Its the weekend, so Ill head home and return on Monday. Remember to continue practising your casting and drawing of gliphs. Ill check them. Chui Yim waved his hands as he left Kiu Chi Gongs shop and walked towards the city gate.

As soon as he reached the gate, he saw a familiar figure. Old coachman.

Seeing Chui Yim, the coachman lamented. Little boy, you are growing so fast. Soon, youll become even taller than me.



With his heart deficiency, there was no way he could compete in speed or strength, when fifteen minutes was his limit for strenuous activities. Thus, Chui Yim aimed to become a gliphist.

However, he knew nothing about being a gliphist. Even Chor Shing Chit was only one of the handful gliphers in Southary, and all gliphists had an academy or clan as their support.

Despite this, Chui Yim wasnt worried about it, as he knew that Chui Tin was somehow a remarkable gliphist after seeing the gliphs he drew for him to learn.

Those were so much more advanced than basic gliphs.

There were many ways to judge a gliphists ability, such as the quantity and quality of the gliphs they knew. The more powerful a gliphist, the more mystical gliphs they would know.

What do you think a gliph is? Chui Tin kept the cutlery and returned to the table.

A method to release energy, Chui Yim answered after some thought. If I were to compare it with water, gliphs would be the river that allows seawater to go through it to be used.

Chui Tin nodded, looking at Chui Yim seriously. Right, but also wrong.

You take gliphs too simply. Theres something that Ive constantly been repeating.

This is the world of gliphs.