Mister Cheuk stood up once again and turned to Kam Chin Kee with a serious look. Interesting point. You are?
Kam Chin Kee, Slowly, Kam Chin Kee responded. Mister, is there a possibility?
Yes. Teacher Cheuk humd. But its relatively aningless to do so, as the process of turning gliph strings into imdiate attacks is like creating sothing from nothing. In fact, gliphs strings lack substance; its created by energliph in us, and the existence of gliphs is the reason why gliphs strings can launch attacks.
When gliph strings take shape, they automatically absorb the heaven and earth energy and beco physical attacks. What you ntioned is possible if there is a gliph that is as tiny as the strings, allowing the gliphist to finish drawing it as soon as they make a move.
If speed is the factor of consideration here, there are many choices that a gliphist can choose from. For example, the popular defence gliph, Wall Prison, or Frost, a gliph that restricts the opponent. All of these are basic gliphs that gliphists have in their hands.
Rather than being disappointed, excitent swam in Kam Chin Kees eyes. Mister Cheuk indeed. Thank you for your teaching.
The other students eyed Kam Chin Kee in disdain as they perceived his actions to be attention-seeking. However, Mister Cheuks answer to Kam Chin Kees bizarre question proved his proficiency in gliphism to the class.
Just then, another student raised his hand. Mister Cheuk, why do so have the ability to turn energliph into gliphs despite not reaching the one-chambered state yet?
Many gliphist in the class wore odd expressions hearing this. This was an extrely profound question that sounded simple. Famous gliphist in the world were all talents who were capable of producing energliph before reaching the one-chambered state. The best example would be none other than Man Chin Hung, the renowned imperial empress of Imperial Sunset Palace. She was able to produce ten gliph strings before she reached the single gliphic state, and nine gliph strings at the sa ti after her breakthrough. Therefore, she was considered to be a cultivator at the peak of single-gliphic state, just a step away from the ten-gliphic state.
These thods were confidential information belonging to clans and organisations. But who in the world dared to claim that he could pass this knowledge down to others confidently?
The student who brought up this question was Suet Sing Fuk, the son of Snow Fall Tribe leader, a prestigious tribe in the North. Due to Northerns predatory culture, it was tough for gliphist who were in a fragile state before breaking through the hundred-gliphic state to survive. Despite their huge potential, most left the world before they had the chance to grow.
Moreover, competition between tribes made things worse, as tribes would kill a potential gliphist from opposing tribes by hook or by crook as the birth of gliphist symbolised the continuous production of more gliphists.
This was why Northern gliphists needed the ability to protect themselves before they broke through their innate chamber!
Oh, Mister Cheuk muttered. Compared to Kam Chin Kees question, he seed more relaxed. Simple. Aptitude is the determining factor.
Aptitude? Suet Sing Fuk asked in confusion.
Mister Cheuk nodded. Cultivating is cruel. So spend their life figuring it out while so get to the five-chambered state smoothly. Sa to those who can produce energliph before they break through their innate chamber. Talent is all that matters, and there is no foolproof thod to it.
Everyone is born different physically and ntally, and there are many ways to cultivate. The sa thod that worked for one might not work for the other. So most thods are created by the gliphist himself. If you think Man Chin Hungs success is due to the prestigious sect, Imperial Sunset Palace, she is from, then you are absolutely wrong. She created the thod by herself, and she is the only person who knows about the route. Similarly, the route belongs to her.
Does this an that not everyone could achieve it? Suet Sing Fuk seed calm, but he could not hide the slight disappointnt in his eyes.
Yep. Mister Cheuk nodded. Its cruel but let give you a hint. To put it simply, gliphist can turn energliph into gliphs because their innate chamber will resonate with the heaven and earth after breaking through the innate chamber. You can think about how you can resonate with the heaven and earth and create a technique that allows you to produce energliph before breaking through. A teacher can kickstart you, while progress is all on the students. It will depend on all of you what to do next. He shrugged irresponsibly.
Suet Sing Fuk thought hard and nodded his head. Thank you, Mister Cheuk. He sat down and continued to ponder.
Like the domino effect, the class started asking questions and just like what he promised, Mister Cheuk answered them all. He was able to answer all of their questions and instead of giving the students a direct answer, he left the students thinking. Thus, even those that kept quiet were left thinking about his answers, gaining takeaways from the lesson.
Chui Yim was amongst one of the few that did not ask anything. With the foundation taught by Ping Chi and Chor Shing Chit, difficult gliphs that Chui Tin had shown him, as well as the gliph he had seen on the engraved mountain range, he was an outstanding talent of his generation. As such, he felt that Mister Cheuk, who was able to answer all questions calmly except for Kam Chin Kees question, was a mysterious and unpredictable person.
This was Chui Yims verdict. Suddenly, he rembered that Cloud Palace outer sect was rumoured to be the best institution in the world.
They indeed live up to their na.
Ti flew by. The ancient clock rang, symbolising that class had ended.
Mister Cheuk stood up looking extrely relieved. Class is over, get lost as fast as you can, kiddos.
But the students looked like they wished to continue. Their confusion towards gliphism was nothing to Mister Cheuk, who solved it for them just with a few tips. Rather than a human, he was like a treasure box of knowledge!
Suddenly, a wave of energliph was felt in the classroom. It was a strike of blue-coloured light, just like water and snow that brought along chilliness; not the warmth of South, but the chilliness of North. All students in the class turned to Suet Sing Fuk.
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