Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 148
byXiao Mengyu prepared clothes?
“Good! Thank you very much,” Shen Ye said.
“I’m eating in the cafeteria. Before we gather on the playground later, I’ll come find you first,” Xiao Mengyu said.
“Then I’ll wait for you.”
“Mm, see you later.”
The call ended.
The phone rang again.
“A-Yi?”
“We’re group buying those soldier uniforms, we can wear them tonight. Do you want one?”
Soldier uniform?
Shen Ye recalled the ancient soldier uniforms on the playground.
The style was convenient, but the word “勇” (brave) written on the chest was a bit too flashy.
My Hun Tian Sect values low-keyness, so forget it.
“No, it’s not necessary, I have clothes here,” Shen Ye said.
“Okay, see you at the assembly later!” Zhang Xiaoyi said.
The call ended.
The phone rang again.
“What’s wrong?” Shen Ye answered the phone, puzzled.
“I just saw a message—Song Qingyun said she wants to explain everything to you at tonight’s welcome party!” Xiao Mengyu said.
Her tone carried a strong sense of killing intent.
“I’ve been so busy these past two days that I forgot to tell you about this, but how did you know too?” Shen Ye asked.
“It’s spread everywhere, it seems everyone already knows!” Xiao Mengyu said.
“But I didn’t say anything—could it be her?” Shen Ye said.
“No! She posted a video saying she was sorry for disturbing everyone and that she didn’t want everyone to know about this,” Xiao Mengyu immediately said.
Shen Ye fell silent for a moment, then spoke, “I understand.”
“What?” Xiao Mengyu asked.
“When she was talking to me, she was climbing a mountain, and there were others nearby,” Shen Ye pondered.
—The people around her spread the word.
“Hmph, she did it on purpose, didn’t she? Last time she said she liked you, a group of people were secretly filming. What is this woman thinking?” Xiao Mengyu said.
“Where are you?”
“Cafeteria!”
Shen Ye looked at the untouched takeaway on the table.
“I’ll come find you!”
He acted immediately, leaving his residence and heading to the cafeteria.
In the cafeteria.
Xiao Mengyu sat alone in a corner, with two long swords on the table next to her, giving off an aura of “do not approach.”
Shen Ye walked directly over and sat beside her.
“Have you eaten?” Xiao Mengyu asked.
“Not yet, now that you mention it, I’m hungry.” Shen Ye looked into her plate.
Today’s lunch consisted of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, a portion of brown rice, and a bowl of vegetable soup.
Xiao Mengyu ate with relish, casually placing a meal card on the table.
“Here, go get your food first. We can talk while we eat.”
—The meal card read “Xiao Mengyu, remaining copper coins: 509.”
“How come I don’t have a meal card?” Shen Ye asked curiously.
“You don’t? No way,” Xiao Mengyu didn’t believe him.
Shen Ye got up and walked to the serving window, waving at the胖大叔 (fat uncle) inside:
“Hello, I haven’t received my meal card yet, what’s going on?”
“You’re Shen Ye, aren’t you? The successor of the Hun Tian Sect.” The fat uncle in a soldier’s uniform examined him.
“Ah, yes, that’s me.”
“Didn’t we order takeout for you? Was it not good? Do you want to try our specialties here?”
“I just want to know why I don’t have a meal card.”
“Well, you’re a guest of the Hun Tian Sect, a VIP here. You don’t need to recharge for anything you eat, we’ll take good care of you!”
The fat uncle shouted loudly:
“Get ready, the VIP is about to eat!”
“Got it!”
A lively sound came from the kitchen.
Shen Ye was stunned.
I didn’t expect it to be this way…
“Never mind, no need to trouble yourselves. Just get me a few dishes,” he hastily said.
“How can we do that! Wait a moment, it’ll be ready soon!” The fat uncle shook his head like a rattle-drum.
Before long.
Shen Ye’s meal was brought to the table.
Three plates of cut fruit.
Meat dishes including chicken, duck, fish, goose, beef, lamb, and pork, prepared in six ways: steaming, pan-frying, deep-frying, boiling, stir-frying, and stewing.
Six bowls of soup, namely shark fin soup, eight-treasure soup, longevity soup, crab meat soup, dragon and phoenix soup, and hundred-flower soup.
Three staple foods: colorful quinoa, white jade clear noodle soup, and meat vermicelli buns.
Four plates of post-meal snacks, consisting of candied fruits, pickled and sour preserves, seasonal delicacies, and cured meats.
A total of more than twenty dishes, large and small, arranged in a long line.
“…” Shen Ye.
“…” Xiao Mengyu.
Both of them even forgot the topics they were originally going to discuss.
“Please enjoy your meal, honored guest.”
Two chefs, or “dangtou” as they were called, dressed in ancient costumes, bowed slightly to Shen Ye before retreating to the back kitchen.
Xiao Mengyu extended her chopsticks, picked up a yellow croaker from in front of Shen Ye, and then looked at him.
“Eat whatever you want,” Shen Ye said.
Xiao Mengyu thought for a moment, then put the yellow croaker back on the plate, and used her chopsticks to pull the entire plate towards her.
“I’ll eat with you from now on,” she said, picking at the fish.
“Alright.”
“If I had known the Hun Tian Sect had such good benefits, I would have tried to get in too.”
“You’d die.”
“Is it really that hard?”
“Yeah, I was just lucky. To be honest, I really couldn’t beat the terracotta warrior who tested me.”
Xiao Mengyu’s expression slightly sobered, and she lowered her voice, “I used some of my resources to investigate Song Qingyun.”
“Did you find anything?” Shen Ye asked.
“She’s the most outstanding figure in aristocratic families in the past decade, with extremely high talent. She studied at Garan and consistently ranked first in her grade.”
“The rest is in this folder.”
Xiao Mengyu handed over her phone.
The screen showed an image gallery. When opened, it displayed a series of photos of Song Qingyun.
There were newspaper headlines:
“Genius Girl Enrolls in Garan High School with First Place! The Daughter of the Song Family Shines!”
There were live reports:
“Magic World Newcomer Battle! Song Qingyun Dominates and Wins the Championship!”
And charity auctions:
“A Resounding Response! Song Qingyun Donates Antiques, Everyone Rushes to Bid!”
Xiao Mengyu flipped open a photo and said, “This is the important part.”
Shen Ye looked at the photo, which was a magazine called “The 法界 (Magic World)”. The cover featured Song Qingyun in an elegant white dress.
Below the portrait was a line of text:
“Of the thirty-six families of the World-Suppressing Lineage, will she be the next leader?”
Shen Ye looked at the sentence and couldn’t help but ask, “What does the World-Suppressing Lineage mean?”
“The Song family’s ancestors possessed a peerless divine artifact, whose purpose was to suppress the world and prevent its destruction.”
“In the past ten years, a skilled diviner made a prophecy that this divine artifact would soon reappear,” Xiao Mengyu said.
“The so-called thirty-six families refer to thirty-six aristocratic families who rely on the Song family’s power to make a living in this world.”
“The Song family has great power?” Shen Ye asked.
“Yes, they are a super powerful aristocratic family, with intricate ties to the 法界 (Magic World). Historically, they have produced many heroes who saved their people,” Xiao Mengyu said.
Shen Ye said, “Then that divine artifact—”
Xiao Mengyu understood what he meant and directly said, “Everyone is waiting for the divine artifact to appear.”
“It seems now that the prophecy is likely to manifest in Song Qingyun. As long as she gains the artifact’s recognition, she will naturally become the next head of the Song family, commanding the thirty-six aristocratic families with immense power.”
Shen Ye thought for a moment, then sighed, “Only now do I realize how much pressure you were under back then.”
Xiao Mengyu glanced at him and whispered, “The cruelest thing about aristocratic families is that it’s all about strength; the winner takes all!”
“But I still found something very strange.”
“Song Qingyun has never had any blemishes, not even a tiny bit of scandal.”
“That is quite strange,” Shen Ye nodded.
“I’ve told you everything I need to say. How do you plan to resolve tonight’s matter?” Xiao Mengyu asked.
Shen Ye shrugged, “I’ll just take it one step at a time.”
“I tried to inquire about her strength from many sources, but her strength information has been hidden. No one knows which realm of the 法界 (Magic World) she has reached now,” Xiao Mengyu said.
She looked at Shen Ye, a worried expression on her face.
“It’s okay, we’ll have to face it sooner or later,” Shen Ye said.
…
Afternoon.
Everyone gathered on the playground.
Shen Ye was thinking about the nightmare world and Song Qingyun, feeling a bit unsettled.
Song Qingyun.
Song Yinchen.
What exactly happened between these two sisters?
A figure suddenly appeared on the square.
The commentator from the history museum, Yang Yingzhen!
She seemed like the person in charge here, and also like a high school grade dean. Her appearance immediately attracted everyone’s attention.
“Welcome everyone to the Tri-School Joint Welcome Party!”
“The party will be held on the floating island above the city. You need to find a way to get an invitation to attend.”
“No further hints will be given. Please explore on your own.”
She said with a smile:
“We are departing immediately. Please all stand still. The large-scale teleportation is about to begin.”
Several mages in ancient robes walked out, standing at the four corners outside the team, and began to activate the teleportation array.
During this time, Yang Yingzhen continued: “The welcome party will be held in Zhongzhou City in the 法界 (Magic World). There will be various performances, various new student mission rewards, and friendly matches. I hope everyone will explore on their own, make more friends, and in the future, you will all become comrades fighting side by side!”
“By the way, Zhongzhou City is a technique belonging to the Jiangnan Song family—the Song family sponsored this Tri-School Welcome Event.”
Everyone looked at Shen Ye.
Shen Ye suddenly realized.
No wonder Song Qingyun wanted to meet him at the Tri-School Joint Welcome Party!
Yang Yingzhen glanced at Shen Ye, and seeing his surprised expression, she stopped there.
“Classmates, let’s go!”
Waves of light glowed on the playground, and a humming sound emanated from the void.
The teleportation array was activated!
In an instant.
Everyone disappeared from the playground.
Only Yang Yingzhen remained.
And Officer Wu.
“Has the screening begun?” Officer Wu asked.
“That’s right,” Yang Yingzhen said with a smile, “I hope they have a good time tonight, and also perform well.”
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