Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 174

“Huh? Just a classmate.” Shen Ye said hurriedly.

“Classmate? Hmph.”

“It is. You’re acting strange today. What’s wrong?”

“Look at this—honestly, Song Qingyun’s matter isn’t as sensational as yours among the three top universities.”

Several photos appeared on the playing card.

It was Shen Ye holding a bouquet of roses, presenting them to Nangong Sirui.

Shen Ye clasped his hand to his forehead and groaned:

“You guys are too gossipy… It’s not like that at all.”

“Then what is it?” Xiao Mengyu’s voice was stiff, seemingly not believing him at all.

After all, the evidence was irrefutable!

Shen Ye painstakingly explained the whole story, and Xiao Mengyu’s voice gradually regained its vitality.

On the card, she also put away her sword, somewhat embarrassed, and turned her face away.

“Gather at the sports field at eight o’clock today, remember not to be late.”

Xiao Mengyu instructed.

“I saw the notification, will it be another pole-hugging session?” Shen Ye asked.

“Of course not, it’s for mentors to select people!”

“Mentors?”

Shen Ye suddenly remembered that besides gaining ‘fame’ last night, the more important thing was to be selected by a mentor.

“Yeah, those who perform exceptionally will be chosen by mentors from the sports field. I’m a little nervous, wondering if any mentor will take a liking to me,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“…Did you gain ‘fame’ last night?” Shen Ye asked cautiously.

“No,” Xiao Mengyu said, a little dispirited.

“No way,” Shen Ye said.

—She had actually already gained fame acknowledged by the Dharma Realm.

Perhaps because she already had it, there was no new movement last night?

“I didn’t feel anything,” Xiao Mengyu said dejectedly, “but after gathering at eight o’clock today, an officer with a Dharma Eye will come to examine everyone uniformly.”

I’ll check it out for you in a bit.

Shen Ye silently said in his heart.

After chatting for a few more sentences, the call ended.

Shen Ye thought for a moment and then sent a call request to Nangong Sirui.

“Hello?”

On the playing card, Nangong Sirui let several beautiful maidens massage her shoulders and arms, lazily uttering a single word.

“Did you know about the rumors circulating about us?” Shen Ye asked.

“A bunch of trash, too lazy to bother with,” Nangong Sirui said.

“But we still need to clarify things with them,” Shen Ye said.

“We didn’t do anything wrong, why should we explain to them? No need!”

The communication was cut off.

Tsk.

This kid.

Shen Ye was a bit speechless.

He got out of the hot spring, wiped the water from his body, finished washing up, and then hurried to get some rest.

—He hadn’t slept much all night.

Classes were starting soon.

He needed to catch up on some sleep.

Who knew Big Skeleton’s voice would ring out again:

“Hey, we’re free right now, and we’ve got the materials. Should I help you upgrade ‘Whispering Darkness’ by one level?”

“…Here? Won’t we be discovered?” Shen Ye asked.

“That’s fine, actually, it’s quite a big commotion, so it’s best we do it in a secluded place, not here,” Big Skeleton said.

“What about the time? How long will it take?”

“Not short, it will take quite some time.”

“Then there’s no time—I have class soon, let’s talk about it tonight in the Nightmare World.”

Shen Ye stretched, ready to lie down in bed.

Suddenly.

The four scarlet vertical lines on his arm simultaneously released surging light, coalescing into runes out of thin air.

These runes gathered together, forming a rotating disc.

—Teleportation

Formation!

Before Shen Ye could react, he was instantly sucked into the formation.

Central State City.

Underground.

Somewhere.

He flashed out from the wall.

A person stood in the dim passage.

Yun Ni.

“I thought our bet would take a few more days,” Shen Ye said.

For some reason, he had a hunch that he should open the door and escape immediately.

“The cost of changing the bet is huge…” Yun Ni said quietly, “I’m also reluctant to pay such a price, but someone paid enough chips, so, I’m sorry, I had to open a new bet.”

“Who?” Shen Ye asked.

In the darkness, a figure walked slowly from afar.

—Song Qingyun.

Shen Ye was stunned.

“There are nine evil gods, each possessing a portion of her lifespan. Eight of them fought alongside her, and I am her trump card,” Yun Ni said.

“A very normal battle strategy cyber – Leaving a way out for oneself.” Shen Ye replied.

“Shen Ye Gege, it’s good that you understand.” Song Qingyun smiled sweetly.

Her gaze fell on Shen Ye’s arm, looking at the longevity lock, and her whole person became energetic.

A surge of killing intent continuously rose from her.

“Longevity lock—it must have received some kind of consent for her life to be entrusted to another person.”

Song Qingyun’s voice held an uncontrollable excitement:

“I tried it once on my father, but unfortunately it didn’t work—”

“Only you successfully activated this longevity lock; your life and hers are connected!”

Shen Ye, however, calmed down, and asked softly:

“So, even if you’ve lost eight-ninths of your life, and the eight evil gods are dead, as long as I kill you here, Song Yinchen will still die, and the divine artifact will still be yours?”

“That’s right,” Song Qingyun said.

Shen Ye looked at Yun Ni.

Yun Ni shrugged and said, “I originally didn’t intend to lower my standards, but she decided to offer me her soul—once she loses, her soul will be mine.”

“So you changed the bet?” Shen Ye asked.

“Sorry, the world is never fair. Besides, in various competitions and bets, unexpected challengers can indeed appear.”

Yun Ni said.

“I don’t believe a word you say,” Shen Ye said.

Yun Ni laughed.

An invisible ripple emanated from Shen Ye and Song Qingyun.

The battle was about to begin!

Song Qingyun slowly drew a sword, smiling sweetly, her eyes containing an unprecedented ripple:

“Shen Ye Gege, if I had known you were so outstanding, I would have helped you at all costs to make you the most brilliant new star.”

“I shouldn’t have been so hasty, deciding to kill you without meeting you in person.”

“What do you mean?” Shen Ye asked.

Song Qingyun gently touched her chest and whispered, “In this world, you are the only one who has saved me.”

“Shen Ye Gege, in my heart… there is actually a place for you.”

“I thought you were mediocre, what a pity.”

Her voice spread in the silence and darkness, tinged with faint unwillingness and regret.

Shen Ye sighed.

“Alright,” he said gently, “the boy you remember is already dead.”

Song Qingyun smiled sweetly and replied:

“That’s right, I’ve long abandoned emotions, they are humanity’s greatest weakness—”

“You see, my sister likes you, which will lead to your death here, and she will also die. Only I will get everything in the end.”

Shen Ye scoffed, shaking the longevity lock on his arm, turning it to the back of his arm for protection, and taunted:

“I have gained Yinchen’s trust and help, and Yinchen has gained a completely trustworthy comrade-in-arms. We both have bright futures.”

“—What about you? What have you gained? Does your soul still belong to you?”

The smile on Song Qingyun’s face disappeared, and she said softly:

“I will win.”

“You’re going to lose,” Shen Ye said.

The emotions in her eyes completely dissipated, but the corners of her mouth curled slightly:

“Me? Lose to you? What a pity, Shen Ye Gege, in front of me, your brain is as foolish as an animal’s. I can toy with it at any moment, and killing you is exceptionally simple.”

Shen Ye pouted, as if disdainful, but his heart was completely on guard.

—The other party can alter memories.

If they really started fighting, his mind would indeed be fooled by the other party.

So that’s the annoying part.

—Don’t bring your brain.

“Song Qingyun, you’re just amusement—the amusement of the Lord of the Weeping Purgatory.”

Shen Ye said.

“That’s not necessarily true; I think it’s time to end this reminiscing.” Yun Ni elegantly waved her hand and retreated step by step.

“Well then,” in the darkness, her voice covered everything, carrying an unspeakable power, “in my bet with you, an unexpected challenger has appeared, and you must first complete a battle.”

“Let’s begin.”

A faint light instantly appeared in the void:

“The Lord of the Weeping Purgatory has added a new bet.”

“You have been sent before Song Qingyun, and this bet is Song Qingyun’s chance to turn the tables for herself—she offered her soul as a stake to the Lord of the Purgatory.”

“Please find a way to defeat her!”

Shen Ye stood still.

Song Qingyun, however, opened her mouth and said, “Shen Ye Gege, what kind of memory do you want? Or should I erase all the skills and knowledge you remember?”

As she spoke, a kind of invisible power had already emanated from her.

But Shen Ye was earlier than her.

—Shen Ye glanced at the void.

“Existing amusement: Rabbit Dance activated.”

“The designated target for this amusement is: Song Qingyun.”

“You are the main operator of this amusement.”

“You will primarily control the dark gold entry for this session, possessing a certain degree of control and no longer fearing external power attacks.”

“The power of this dark gold entry disregards all defenses, races, spells, talents, and strength levels of the target.”

Amusement mode!

This was completely different!

Shen Ye’s eyes blurred for a moment, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, clapping and shouting:

“Let’s have some fun!”

It began!

Nobody could resist—

Even the powerful Earl of Eternal Night City had to clap!

What’s more, this time, Shen Ye himself wasn’t affected by the amusement!

He was sober!

Shen Ye wiggled his hips and walked over to Song Qingyun, presenting his back to her.

“The rabbit is about to run away, come on, let’s chase it together!”

He clapped and sang.

Song Qingyun involuntarily dropped the sword, placing her hands on his shoulders.

Amusement · Rabbit Dance!

Shen Ye started to move, stomping his feet and dancing, while singing rapidly:

“Bright moonlight before the bed, ah—”

“How should I sing?” Song Qingyun responded, kicking her legs, dancing, and singing.

Behind her, the phantom of nine faceless serpent-eyed giants suddenly appeared.

The power of the evil god!

Almost instantly, she broke free from the amusement and shouted:

“Damn it!”

“Sing with me—’Suspected to be frost on the ground, ah’!” Shen Ye was still clapping and singing and dancing in front.

Subtle words of light appeared in the void:

“The opponent actively broke free from the amusement and gained a ‘negative’ amusement effect:”

“High-altitude fall.”

“Description: A powerful impact with the ground.”

Song Qingyun seemed to have been hit hard by something, falling to the ground, trembling all over, and bleeding from her nose.

“You embraced the fun and gained a ‘positive’ fun effect:”

“High School Musical.”

“Description: You are imbued with the strongest allure, capable of deeply captivating others, making them forget all worries and fully enjoy the High School Musical!”

Shen Ye swayed his waist, looked at Song Qingyun, and beckoned with his finger—

She immediately stood up uncontrollably, placed her hands on Shen Ye’s shoulders, and began to sing:

“I’ll just sing—’Suspected to be frost on the ground, ah’!”

This scene was especially bizarre and comical.

Yun Ni, however, watched without blinking, as if watching an extremely fierce battle.

Her fingers twitched slightly.

The phantom of the evil god behind Song Qingyun became even more solid.

The evil god’s phantom shuddered imperceptibly, and Song Qingyun broke free from the amusement once more.

The void immediately showed a faint inscription:

“Song Qingyun actively broke free from the amusement, gaining a ‘negative’ amusement effect:”

“Hangover.”

Song Qingyun was about to make a move, but suddenly her brain throbbed with pain. Both temples felt like they were about to explode, her stomach was empty but churning, and she could no longer control herself, bending over and vomiting.

What kind of spell was that?

Too… twisted…

More insane and bizarre than her own memory alteration!

She clenched her jaw, forced herself to stand up, and was about to strike—

“Looking up at the bright moon!”

Shen Ye sang, swaying his head.

Song Qingyun was momentarily dazed, and once again placed her hands on his shoulders, singing:

“Oh, so I should look up at the bright moon!”

The two stood one behind the other, singing and dancing, and walking forward.

“Hmm, the moonlight is like frost, the mist like gauze, guess what happened next?”

Shen Ye sang.

The evil god’s phantom behind Song Qingyun began to hesitate.

As soon as she woke her up, she’d be at a disadvantage.

What to do?

In a flash, the opportunity was gone.

“YO, this sings of homesickness, the forgotten longing of that boy, the unmoored solitary boat in the river of memories, the Xizhou that the south wind blows but cannot reach.”

He held the Nightfall Dagger, humming to himself:

“Beyond the long pavilion, by the ancient road, that green grass stretches to the sky!”

“Warm wind brushing willow, flute sounds linger, the setting sun over mountains beyond mountains!”

The long singing was like a continuous combo, making Song Qingyun sink deeper, for a moment forgetting even the evil god behind her, only following him, dancing and moving forward.

Yun Ni frantically twitched her fingers.

—No! Song Qingyun has no reaction anymore!

It was only then—

“Sister, guess what happened next?” Shen Ye’s voice softened, singing gently.

“What happened next!” Song Qingyun sang along, her hands on his shoulders.

“—Then I missed my hometown, ah!” Shen Ye sang, while drawing his Nightfall Sword and turning to strike from upper left to lower right.

A fierce sword light burst forth in the dark passage.

Head and body severed.

Blood splattered on clothing.

The head flew high, rolling far into the darkness.

Shen Ye seemed oblivious, turning back around, dancing and brandishing the blood-stained sword wildly, singing:

“At the ends of the earth, at the corners of the land,”

“Half of my dear friends are scattered.”

“A goblet of murky wine to finish our joy, tonight’s dreams will be cold.”

Clang!

Sheathed the sword.

The bet ended.

Everything quieted down in the darkness.

Shen Ye took out a handkerchief, wiped the warm blood from his cheek, and asked softly:

“Is she completely dead this time?”

In the depths of the darkness, the head spoke:

“Completely dead.”

“That’s good.” Shen Ye nodded, saying with relief.