Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 290

Shen Ye looked at the shopkeeper:

“Hey, I have a disciple now. What do we do?”

The shopkeeper said, “He has already fought a series of battles, so he can stay here. You still have to continue fighting.”

Shen Ye turned his head and scanned the hall.

“Who’s next?”

He asked.

Silence.

Everyone lowered their heads, staring at the greasy, dirty tabletop of the counter, as if it was the most amazing and interesting thing in the world.

—Nobody even saw how the Blood Fiend Demon lost.

Generally speaking, such a bizarre situation is usually caused by an professional having a rare “name.”

A “name” is a power of the Dharma Realm that can be used at any time.

This is rare, but not unheard of. If you encounter it, it’s best to avoid fighting.

At least, you need to understand the effect of the opponent’s “name” to have a chance of winning.

The shopkeeper’s expression suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth:

“Although you passed this stage, your master is already in a critical state.”

Shen Ye was a little surprised.

“My master is so weak?”

The shopkeeper snorted disdainfully and said, “In your Dharma Realm stages three and four, it is indeed possible to kill someone above your level.”

“However, your master has the strength of Dharma Realm stage seven. When he encounters other strong individuals, it is extremely difficult to determine a winner.”

“But if it’s a series of battles—”

“Your master won’t be able to win!”

Shen Ye immediately asked without thinking:

“How can I save my master?”

Mogakou must not die.

If the second calamity is already this difficult, what about the third calamity?

—The female Spirit of Magic had said that as long as one person died, it would count as successfully averting the disaster.

What if the third calamity is too terrifying and difficult to handle—

Mogakou is the most reliable talisman for self-preservation.

His critical state is an ideal, dreamlike situation.

If things go south, let him die.

He’s practically a life-saving treasure!

“You want to save your master?”

The shopkeeper asked.

“Yes,” Shen Ye said.

“Unless you fight a few more series of battles under restricted power and win them all until no one dares to challenge you, only then can you save his life!” the shopkeeper said.

“What does ‘restricted power’ mean?” Shen Ye asked.

“All the techniques used in the previous battle—whether it’s your sword techniques or your ‘name’—from now on, you cannot use them,” the shopkeeper said.

“You’re trying to kill me!” Shen Ye exclaimed in shock.

The shopkeeper shouted loudly:

“Hmph, make your choice—only by fighting to the death can you possibly save your master.”

A look of pain appeared on Shen Ye’s face.

The shopkeeper seized the opportunity and added, “If you stand by and watch him die here, you will become a disloyal and unrighteous subordinate!”

Shen Ye sighed, gritted his teeth, and said, “Alright, I’ll save him!”

A fleeting look of triumph crossed the shopkeeper’s face. He quickly slammed the counter and shouted:

“Deal!”

“—You cannot use any of the techniques or ‘names’ you used just now. Begin a new series of battles!”

“If you lose, you die. Only by continuously winning can you save your master!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the professionals in the entire hall stood up.

“Me!”

“Choose me!”

“I’ll fight him!”

“Shopkeeper, give me this chance, and I’ll give you a cut!”

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“Bah! I only want gold, everything else is yours, shopkeeper!”

Everyone clamored to be chosen.

—Having lost his professional skills and unable to use that eerie “You’re sick, aren’t you?” “name,” the young man was now effectively unarmed.

Unless he had other professions.

But—

Even if he had other professions, what then?

When facing a series of battles, one usually uses their most proficient skills and techniques.

This is done to quickly end the battle, conserve stamina, and deter others.

Now.

His most powerful profession and skills had been sealed!

—Young people are still easily bound by things like “loyalty and righteousness.”

Kill him!

Everything he had just gained, including that powerful long blade, would become his spoils of war!

Everyone thought excitedly.

The shopkeeper jumped onto the counter, pointed a finger at someone, and shouted:

“You’re the one! The only Professional at the peak of Dharma Realm Stage Five on the first floor of this inn—”

“Butcher Zhao!”

A burly man with a broad back, thick waist, and clad in iron armor slowly stood up, his gaze cold as he stared at Shen Ye.

Under everyone’s gaze, he spoke:

“Child, do you know what it feels like to be dismembered?”

“Not really,” Shen Ye said.

“Slowly dismembering a living person is great fun, I guarantee I can teach you,” Butcher Zhao said, striding towards Shen Ye and casually pulling out a butcher knife.

Shen Ye rested his chin on his hand, leaning against the counter. He didn’t even touch his weapon, just yawned.

“Shall I come out?” Mictetikasiwa’s voice sounded in his ear.

“For safety’s sake, don’t let them see,” Shen Ye said.

“Then find a proxy and fight a proxy war,” the Underworld Lord joked.

Along with the words.

A phantom of Shen Ye’s Dharma Aspect unfolded behind him.

—Only a few meters of the palace wall were revealed.

Crimson high walls, dark green glazed tiles.

The professionals saw a Dharma Realm Stage Four rabbit.

The snowy white rabbit squatted on the vermilion wall, trembling all over, so docile it made one’s heart ache, stammering human words:

“Damn it, are you looking for death?”

Then, a layer of pale white flame emanated from its body.

The pale white flame instantly pierced through the Dharma Aspect, creating ripples in the void of the inn’s first floor.

Everyone was surrounded by the flames.

So strong!

—The Spirit of Magic entered his Dharma Aspect and instantly became so powerful!

Shen Ye first patted the dumbfounded shopkeeper and said seriously,

“I really didn’t use my previous profession, nor did I use any swordsman skills.”

Then he looked at Butcher Zhao: “Tell me, how do you plan to teach me?”

Butcher Zhao was silent for a moment.

All the professionals on the first floor of the inn were silenced.

What exactly is going on with your Dharma Aspect?

You are just an underage individual at only the third stage, and you cannot cooperate with a Spirit of Magic to enhance its power.

But what’s the deal with this rabbit?

Has the world gone mad?!

“My lord, dissection is actually very easy to learn, you see—”

Butcher Zhao used his cleaver to sever his left hand, placed it on the counter, and began to dissect it with his single hand.

Shen Ye still rested his chin on his hand, a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

—This guy doesn’t want to die.

But just a second ago, he wanted to dissect me.

Shen Ye raised his other hand and made a “heart” gesture.

“You mean?”

Butcher Zhao didn’t understand.

Shen Ye twisted two fingers and snapped his fingers.

In the Dharma Aspect, Mictetikasiwa, hidden behind the palace wall, raised a hand and poked the rabbit’s butt with a finger.

“Wah—pheh—”

How dared the rabbit hesitate? It immediately spat at Butcher Zhao.

Boom!

Butcher Zhao’s body burst into pale white flames.

In an instant.

“I’ve already surrendered, why don’t you spare me?”

His flesh sizzled as it burned, and he let out a resentful sound.

“You surrender only because you don’t want to die,” Shen Ye said blandly, with an emotionless tone, “In fact, if you encounter someone weaker than you in the future, you will still dismember them alive and enjoy it.”

“So I’m not killing you for myself, but for all living beings.”

“Damn it, you just want to kill me, that’s definitely it,” Butcher Zhao said with hatred.

The fire grew stronger.

He fell to the ground, dead.

Everyone was silent, all looking at Shen Ye.

An atmosphere of desolate sorrow, like that of a dying rabbit, began to permeate the entire first floor of the inn.

Shen Ye slammed the table and shouted,

“Get up, let’s continue talking! What do you mean ‘I just want to kill you’? Did I know you before?”

Butcher Zhao’s corpse lay on the ground and said, “We are strangers.”

“Do we have any grudges?” Shen Ye asked again.

“No,” the corpse said.

“If you hadn’t said those things about dissecting people and wanted to dismember me alive, would I have killed you?” Shen Ye was filled with righteous indignation.

“Of course you would, you just took the monkey’s gold,” the corpse maintained its opinion.

“Damn it! I’m trying to explain it to you nicely, and you’re not listening, and you still say I just wanted to kill you! Say it again, was it me who wanted to kill you, or were you being a jerk?” Shen Ye asked, pointing at the corpse’s nose.

“It was you who wanted to kill me,” Butcher Zhao’s corpse’s voice was a bit louder.

“You’re such a stubborn person—forget it, I’ll pack up your corpse, and we’ll discuss this in depth later; we have to make this clear!”

Shen Ye rolled up his sleeves, intending to deal with the corpse.

“…Kid, if my corpse is left for a while longer, it will stink and rot. Do you still want to find me?” the corpse probed.

“Your reasoning is flawed, and I need to make it clear to you,” Shen Ye said patiently and slowly, “It doesn’t matter if you stink. I’ll burn you to ashes—don’t worry, not ash powder, but the kind in pieces. Then I’ll put it in a small box, easy to preserve, and it can still speak for decades without problems. When I’m free, I’ll find you and slowly argue with you.”

“—I believe that one day, you will understand my fighting philosophy.”

The corpse was silent for a moment.

Actually, if one thinks carefully, why confront him?

What’s the point of being called upon to chat with this killer, this sworn enemy, while doing something in hell?

What if he calls me up to discuss compassion when I’m fighting in hell?

What if he takes me away when I’m with a woman?

Wouldn’t I be summoned by him at all times?

Subjected to him for all eternity?

No!

The corpse, with one thought, understood everything and spoke softly:

“I suddenly understand. You definitely didn’t intend to kill me. You did it for love and justice on earth, for pitying the weak in the human world. You are the light of righteousness, and I am the one who slandered you out of shame.”

“Please allow me to repent silently in hell!”

“Don’t look for me again.”

“Are you sure you understand my painstaking efforts in killing you?” Shen Ye was a little indecisive.

“Actually, you killed me for the common people, and I’ve already understood this compassion. I even think you killed very well!” Butcher Zhao’s corpse said.

“Alright then, I won’t look for you,” Shen Ye said with some regret.

The corpse’s head tilted, and its soul immediately departed.

The matter was over.

“Really gone?” Shen Ye suddenly asked.

The corpse’s head straightened, and it took a while to compose itself before speaking with difficulty:

“Yes, great and compassionate illustrious young lord, I had already left, and I came back after you spoke—please allow me to continue repenting in hell.”

“Seeing that you truly seem to understand my painstaking efforts, then you may go,” Shen Ye said with relief.

The corpse remained motionless.

After waiting for several breaths, its head slowly tilted to one side.

“By the way…” Shen Ye suddenly remembered something, his gaze once again falling on the corpse.

The corpse’s head immediately straightened, as if poised and ready for something.

“I didn’t call you,” Shen Ye said in surprise.

“I… felt you still had instructions, and for a moment I didn’t dare to leave so quickly,” Butcher Zhao’s corpse said.

“What did you mean by me taking the skinny monkey’s gold?”

“Oh, that. Everyone knows that Skinny Monkey had a brocade pouch filled with gold—but I think Skinny Monkey’s death was well worth it.”

“Worth it?”

“Yes, my lord. To die at your hands is an honor, and he enjoyed this honor, yet only offered that brocade pouch with gold. To be honest, it was a bit little.”

“I see, I misunderstood you, then you may go.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The corpse’s head remained upright, as if its soul had stayed there and not departed.

Depart for what?

The tugging sensation of a soul passing between two realms was simply unbearable.

Once was fine, but repeatedly, it would drive one insane with pain.

“Next.”

Shen Ye called out.

The entire first floor of the inn was silent.

Everyone looked at the corpse, then at him, and subconsciously lowered their heads.

After seeing Butcher Zhao’s fate, everyone’s intelligence was fully online.

There were no new challengers.

After a while.

“Wait for me, I’ll bring your master up,” the shopkeeper said.

He walked down the stairs.

In a moment.

Two waiters came up carrying a stretcher, with the shopkeeper following behind.

On the stretcher was Mogakou.

“My lord!”

Shen Ye had already retracted his Dharma Aspect, and now joyfully laughed out loud.

Good.

This was for saving his life! He wasn’t dead yet!

Among the three calamities, he had to rely on this guy’s life to overcome the tribulation!

Mogakou heard his call and saw his sigh of relief, and his heart was also deeply touched.

Baxter—

He tried to save me, he didn’t want me to die!

In fact.

If he was an infiltrator, he only needed to ignore me at this moment and would have the chance to watch me die.

Once I die, the entire Five Desires would fall apart.

There was no need to deliberately save me!

…So he is definitely not an infiltrator.

Shen Ye had already begun to negotiate with the shopkeeper:

“Why didn’t you treat him after you beat him up like this?”

“Treatment costs money,” the shopkeeper said.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have any money either,” Shen Ye sighed.

—It’s actually quite good to keep Mogakou in this half-dead state.

“Boy, the gold you won from the fight earlier can be used,” the shopkeeper said.

Shen Ye stiffened.

He met Mogakou’s expectant gaze and had no choice but to say,

“Really?”

“It can indeed be used,” the waiter also said.

—This young man would rather be restrained than fight to save his master.

So he wouldn’t be stingy with gold, right?

Both the shopkeeper and the waiter were shrewd, and after thinking it through, they believed they couldn’t be wrong.

—You’re willing to risk your life to save someone, yet you’re stingy with a bit of gold?

Illogical.

Shen Ye gritted his teeth, took out the gold, and threw it onto the counter with a loud thud.

“Heal my master!”

He said in a hateful tone.

“No problem,” the shopkeeper said, nodding to the waiter.

The waiter opened a drawer behind the counter, took out a pill from a bottle, and fed it to Mogakou.

Mogakou soon closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

“He needs to sleep for a while so that the injuries in his body can recover.”

The shopkeeper said.

“You used up the gold I just earned,” Shen Ye glared at him.

“Yes, but your master’s injuries will heal quickly, won’t they?”

The shopkeeper argued, muttering to himself that for the first time, he felt the complexity of humans exceeded his own capabilities.

A chime of bells rang from the roof.

Shen Ye looked up and saw a huge metal wind chime, hanging high under the hollow sunshade on the top floor, making a clear sound with the strong wind.

“The wind is picking up…”

The shopkeeper murmured in a low voice, gesturing to the waiter.

The two waiters quickly ran downstairs, seemingly to complete some task.

“In fact, you are the last two guests, and we are about to set off.”

The shopkeeper said to Shen Ye.

Set off?

What does that mean?

Shen Ye was puzzled.

But then he saw the shopkeeper step onto a stool, then onto the counter, and announce loudly to everyone:

“Everyone!”

“It’s time.”

“We must find a way to quickly leave this place before the calamity strikes!”

“From now on, everything I do is to ensure everyone’s survival!”

“I hope everyone will also obey my commands!”

The shopkeeper took a deep breath and shouted:

“Set sail—”

Rumble!

Vibrations.

The ground began to shake.

Something outside the inn seemed to be rising from underground.

Looking out the window—

It truly was an incredibly enormous sail!

The inn’s floor swayed back and forth.

Suddenly.

The entire inn lifted off the ground, ascending into the air and continuously climbing toward the sky with the wind.

Shen Ye’s eyes widened, and he observed carefully for a while before understanding everything.

The inn was not an inn.

It was a colossal flying ship, capable of carrying a full load of people and traversing the sky at an astonishing speed.

At this moment.

The location where Shen Ye and Mogakou were was the deck level of the flying ship.

Looking towards the distant horizon, one could see streaks of faint yellow lines slowly rising from the ground.

Sand!

“The sand calamity is about to begin. Everyone, please brace yourselves; we are about to accelerate!”

The shopkeeper shouted loudly.

The giant flying ship indeed began to accelerate.

Shen Ye found an empty spot, placed Mogakou on a lounge chair, and then stood guard beside him.

At this moment, everyone sat silently, holding their breath, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The sky darkened.

This was because more and more yellow sand was rising from the ground, gradually forming a cloud-obscuring mass.

Shen Ye pondered for a moment and silently asked:

“What exactly is this ‘calamity,’ and where is it taking place?”

“This calamity is formed by the supreme power communicating with the Dharma Realm, re-enacting an important historical event that occurred in the past,” the Spirit of Magic said.

“History? What history?” Shen Ye asked.

“Not clear, I only know this much,” the Spirit of Magic said.

Shen Ye shook his head, feeling even more bewildered than she was.

—Forget it, let’s survive first before discussing other matters.

He sat there, holding his breath and resting.

He didn’t know how long they had flown.

“Beware, the fellow next to you is already awake, he’s faking sleep,” Mictetikasiwa warned.

Shen Ye’s eyes moved slightly, but he didn’t look up or at Mogakou.

His gaze drifted toward the sky outside the flying ship.

In the distant sky, another flying ship appeared, rapidly approaching their direction.

The shopkeeper’s voice had already sounded:

“All hands on deck!”

“If they harbor ill intentions, everyone fight them together!”

The professionals roared in agreement.

They all drew their weapons, rubbed their fists, and stood ready for battle.

A bald man said with murderous intent:

“Whoever wants to deal with our ship has truly made a mistake.”

“Exactly, there’s no one weak among those who can get on this ship,” his companion said with a sneer.

Shen Ye gradually came to an understanding.

It turned out that all the previous battles were a kind of screening.

—This was a flying boat specifically used for escape, with powerful and fierce professionals traveling together.

If one was not strong enough, they wouldn’t even qualify to board.

“Prepare for battle—”

Someone shouted loudly.

The professionals stood up one after another.

Shen Ye remained still, still seated, shielding Mogakou in front of him, and calmly observing the situation outside.

He saw the flying ship accelerating, approaching in a head-on collision.

It was unavoidable!

—The two flying ships would soon collide!

The female Spirit of Magic’s voice suddenly sounded:

“The second tribulation, the Sand Calamity, has arrived.”

Boom!

The flying ship lurched.

Countless screams erupted.

Immediately after, an incredible scene unfolded.

A gigantic wave of sand surged from the ground, crashing against the rapidly approaching flying ship, shattering it into countless pieces in an instant.

Countless professionals flew through the air.

Screams echoed one after another in the dim sky and earth.

The reason for the screams—

Shen Ye’s pupils contracted as he looked at the distant scene.

Bugs.

All the bugs covering the ground had awakened.

The flying sand was actually them hunting in swarms between heaven and earth.

The opposing flying ship was struck by the swarm of bugs, first disintegrating, then being devoured completely.

The sky full of professionals also fell into a desperate struggle.

Those professionals who were defeated in just a few rounds quickly turned into white bones, scattered in mid-air, and then plummeted downwards.

On Shen Ye’s flying ship, everyone who had been full of fighting spirit just moments ago had now deflated.

“Quick!”

“Run! Run quickly!”

“Shopkeeper, your flying ship is too slow.”

“Accelerate at full speed!”

Everyone shouted in an uproar.

The shopkeeper reassured them, “It’s already at maximum speed, that swarm of insects can’t catch up—oh my!”

He glanced behind the crowd, suddenly jumped up, and frantically shouted,

“Accelerate! Full speed ahead!”

He rushed towards the stairs with a terrified expression, descending downstairs.

Everyone, including Shen Ye, looked back.

The world turned into a pitch-black night.

The wild sand had connected heaven and earth, rising straight to the clouds, like a tidal wave crashing down towards the flying ship.

This was too close!

No escape!!!

Shen Ye sat motionless, feeling a strong push against his back.

—The flying ship was accelerating at full power!

Streams of magnificent magic light shot out from inside the flying ship.

Those were the powerful experts of Dharma Realm stages six and seven within the flying ship, doing their utmost to annihilate the swarm of insects to buy time for the flying ship.

“Everyone!”

A waiter shouted loudly, “You are responsible for guarding the deck of the flying ship! Do not let any stray bugs enter the flying ship!”

“Yes!” everyone responded in unison.

Shen Ye sat there, secretly puzzled.

Stray…

How could those experts of Dharma Realm stage seven be so powerful as to let any bugs stray?

He gazed intently.

He saw magnificent techniques blast into the waves of insects, killing large numbers of them.

But behind the falling swarm, there was still an endless sea of insects.

—Killing them, no matter how many, was useless. The insects were almost infinite!

They surged forward almost like a deluge.

It was indeed easy for some to slip through!

Shen Ye had just drawn his Hongying Blade when the waiter quickly approached him and said,

“Your master must join the battle.”

“His injuries haven’t healed yet,” Shen Ye said.

“He still needs to contribute. There are absolutely no idle people on this flying ship!”

The waiter said, making a gesture.

Several professionals immediately stood behind him, all drawing their weapons.

—A useless person takes up space. It’s better to throw them out. On one hand, it can attract insects; on the other hand, it can reduce the weight of the flying ship!

“Contribution? Our master’s contribution is far greater than all these people!”

Shen Ye said coldly, taking out a small badge from his ring and tossing it over.

The waiter caught it and examined it carefully in his hand.

He saw that the badge was a bow carved from white bone, emanating wisps of white mist.

“Mark of Wind.”

“Underworld-type badge, green quality (excellent).”

“Description: You and your mount will receive a slight wind power buff when moving, becoming faster and more agile.”

“—Her news carried by the wind.”

Yes.

This thing came from the fallen angel of hell, General Tazwell.

Under normal circumstances, this badge was useless.

But in a situation of escape—

It was worth a fortune!

At this moment, to protect Mogakou, this protective talisman, Shen Ye directly took out the badge!

The waiter’s eyes widened with joy, and he shrieked:

“Shopkeeper!”

The shopkeeper flashed over like a whirlwind, snatched the Mark of Wind from the waiter’s hand, glanced at it, and immediately shouted at Shen Ye:

“Your master doesn’t have to fight! Absolutely no problem at all!”

“Why! How come!” someone couldn’t help but ask loudly.

More people looked towards Shen Ye.

“Don’t cause trouble! This young man has produced a treasure that can accelerate the flying ship. Perhaps it can save all of us!”

The shopkeeper raised the badge high and shouted.

Everyone gradually quieted down after hearing this.

The shopkeeper said no more, holding the Mark of Wind, and quickly went into the depths of the ship’s cabin.

“How wonderful, this subordinate is truly loyal.”

“This lad is quite good.”

“There are very few people like that now, I mean, with such virtues.”

“His master got incredibly lucky.”

“Yes, if it weren’t for him, that heavily injured fellow would have already been thrown off the flying ship.”

The professionals whispered among themselves.

Mogakou on the lounge chair continued to feign sleep.

No one knew what he was thinking.

After a few breaths.

The flying ship’s speed increased a little more.

Everyone was a high-level professional, so they naturally felt it and couldn’t help but be happy.

Perhaps—

This flying ship could escape?

Just as everyone’s hopes ignited, the shopkeeper’s voice resonated throughout the ship:

“They’re coming down!”

“Don’t panic, everyone prepare to fight!”

Before he finished speaking.

The entire flying ship shook violently.

In an instant.

The flying ship was enveloped by countless insects!

From all directions.

Dense swarms of insects roared in, filling every space.

The flying ship was completely covered!

“Formations activate, shields up—”

Accompanied by a high-decibel shout.

Massive amounts of spiritual light converged on the surface of the flying ship, forming a spiritual shield that blocked the void outside the ship, making it impossible for the insects to enter for a while.

The flying ship that was shattered just now didn’t have a large-scale war spiritual shield!

But our flying ship does!

Everyone was filled with fighting spirit and shouted in unison:

“Kill them!”

Everyone jumped out like crazy, clinging to the outside of the flying ship, attacking with all their might to kill the insects.

Everyone attacked frantically, fearing that the flying ship would be swallowed by the swarm of insects.

Only Mogakou lay there motionless.

Shen Ye didn’t mind.

“Master! What do we do!”

That “heart demon” disciple—the one called “Blood Fiend Demon”—stood beside him, asking in a panic.

“Kill them, what are you waiting for!”

Shen Ye stood by the window, watching the endless insect tide.

The Blood Fiend Demon looked at his calm demeanor and couldn’t help but feel a little impressed.

Relaxed.

He was incredibly relaxed.

This kid’s composed look—did he have a way out?

Then becoming his disciple might actually be a good thing.

“Master, I will protect you!”

The Blood Fiend Demon roared, blocking Shen Ye and cutting down all the insects that rushed in.