Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 402

Chapter 385: New Identity Exposed!

The trial was nearing its end.

Shen Ye opened his Dharma Aspect and grabbed the Demonic Beast.

“Yo, how have you been lately?”

Shen Ye asked.

The Demonic Beast looked at his benevolent face and felt a chill in its heart. It forced a smile and sent a mental message:

“Does my master have any commands? Can I be of service?”

It knew very well that in front of this master, it wasn’t a good buddy like the Great Skeleton, nor a loyal subordinate like the Four Kings.

It was just a mere thug who had tried to kill him but failed, and was now tagging along.

“Are you a monster from the cosmos?”

Shen Ye asked.

“I was indeed born in the cosmos,” the Demonic Beast truthfully replied.

“Are there many powerful monsters in the cosmos?” Shen Ye asked.

“…There are too many, simply countless.”

“Then look at me.”

Shen Ye channeled the power of the Emperor Species bloodline, a faint reddish glow subtly emanating from his entire body.

“So Master is also a cosmic species!” the Demonic Beast exclaimed in surprise.

“Is there any way for me to become stronger?” Shen Ye asked directly.

“By specially changing or purifying your bloodline, or consuming special ingredients, or engaging in life-and-death battles, all offer opportunities to grow stronger,” the experienced Demonic Beast recounted.

Shen Ye nodded.

The information was confirmed once again.

It seemed he needed to find time to visit the sect’s scripture pavilion.

“Alright, go back and rest.”

“Thank you, Master!”

The Demonic Beast returned to the Dharma Aspect.

Shen Ye reached out and pulled out a storage bag.

—Elder Wang had been afflicted by “Risky Real Man,” and at his dying moment, the storage bag was snatched by his ‘good brother’ puppet.

He probed it with his spiritual power, but it bounced back.

Shen Ye raised an eyebrow.

No good.

As an elder of Penglai Immortal Mountain from ancient times, Elder Wang had quite a few methods and restrictions to prevent his storage bag from being opened by others.

“But such methods are outdated…”

Shen Ye muttered, throwing the storage bag on the ground, and inwardly shouted:

“Door!”

He set the obstacle as the storage bag’s restriction.

A small door appeared on the surface of the storage bag and opened.

He bypassed the restriction!

Several mountains of immortal spirit jade marrow immediately appeared in Shen Ye’s spiritual perception.

Then came countless rare treasures.

All sorts of ancient secret manuals.

Rare materials, neatly categorized.

Various weapons and armor.

—It was simply dazzling!

Shen Ye sighed, muttering:

“Old Tu finally won’t have to work overtime every day.”

He rubbed the ring on his finger and collected the several treasure mountains.

Closing the door.

Shen Ye slowly began to sift through the various rare treasures in the ring.

He did find a few decent long sabers, reaching the golden (legendary) grade.

—Should I merge them with the Hongying Saber?

He was truly itching to.

Unfortunately, most people had already completed the trial by now. If he delayed returning any longer, it would definitely attract attention.

Forget it!

He’d go back and report first, then merge later!

Shen Ye put away the storage bag, tidied everything up, and announced, “Trial concluded.”

The void shimmered.

He returned to the main hall of the sect.

Most of the disciples who participated in the trial had already returned, squeezing into the hall in a bustling crowd.

Only a very small number of people were still struggling in the second trial.

Today’s tasks were all done.

Shen Ye relaxed and couldn’t help but yawn.

Although he had slept for a short while earlier, it wasn’t enough, and he was even sleepier now.

The elder on the platform naturally saw this.

Indeed.

Everyone was tired from this trial.

Why make everyone wait here?

“Disciples who have completed the trial may now go back to rest.”

The elder announced.

“Yes!” Everyone bowed in unison.

The disciples left in twos and threes.

Shen Ye followed the crowd, walking slowly.

—He was back under the surveillance of the Supreme Binding Soul Palace. How annoying!

He walked out of the hall, only to see a female disciple standing before him.

Chu Manshu.

—Chu Manshu, who had lost twice in the trial.

“Impossible! Why weren’t you punished by the sect’s disciplinary rules?”

Chu Manshu exclaimed in disbelief.

“Actually, there’s a team combat trial. You need to have many traits for the statue to give you that trial,” Shen Ye explained sincerely.

The other party had clearly lost, left the trial, but was then pulled back in and lost again.

He would go crazy too if he were her.

Her emotions were completely understandable.

Moreover, she had voluntarily given up the trial last time.

“I have two traits, isn’t that enough?” Chu Manshu asked.

“I have no fewer than five,” Shen Ye said.

“Swear it.”

“I swear I do have no fewer than five traits.”

“How do you prove it?”

Shen Ye raised his hand, covering the void above his head.

“Watch closely. Just imagine my hand as a mosaic, covering the traits,” he explained.

“What’s a mosaic?” Chu Manshu paused, asking.

Shen Ye didn’t elaborate further.

The next instant.

In the void obscured by his hands, several different rays of light flashed continuously.

Exactly five rays.

Five traits.

The light flashed in his hand.

His hand released.

The traits hid again, and there was nothing in the void.

—Indeed, five traits.

Chu Manshu sighed, lowering her head in disappointment.

He had money, traits, and ability.

He could easily pass the trial.

“I was too obsessed,” Chu Manshu said.

“It’s alright, actually, I shouldn’t have summoned you again for the second trial — I’ll prepare a compensatory gift and have someone deliver it to you later,” Shen Ye said.

“No need.”

“You must, Senior Sister Chu. This is just a small token of my, Nangong Wantu’s, regard.”

—The other party is still so polite.

Chu Manshu had nothing to say. She turned around dejectedly and, with a light leap, flew towards another mountain peak.

Shen Ye stood there for a moment, then suddenly pulled out a communication talisman, whispered a few words, and let the talisman fly away.

In a moment.

He flew back to Xuanmen Peak and directly entered his cave dwelling.

He casually clapped his hands.

The formation disk lit up, and the magic array opened.

—He didn’t care what the Sect Master thought; the Supreme Binding Soul Palace was openly cut off.

He was about to wash up and go to sleep, but then he saw a fiery light fly into his cave dwelling.

He flicked his finger.

From the fire talisman, Dao Zhengyi’s voice echoed:

“Junior Brother, it’s done.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother. It’s a bit late today; I’ll send you spirit stones tomorrow.”

After Shen Ye finished speaking, he flicked the communication talisman, and it once again transformed into a fiery light and shot away.

Ring-ring-ring—

His phone alarm went off.

Eleven fifty-seven PM.

Today’s events were finally all concluded.

Shen Ye yawned again, stretched, got up to wash, and prepared to rest.

He was washing his face when lines of small text appeared in the void:

“Today is different from the past.”

“Due to your increase in strength, you have continuously opened five Sealed Doors, accomplished various history-altering feats, and saved yourself and your companions.”

“Therefore, you will lose the dark blue ‘Best Newbie,’ gain a new trait, and acquire special authority:”

“Choose the direction of trait evolution.”

“Direction one: Choose this evolution direction, and the new trait will lean towards the category of workplace managers (bosses, leaders, capitalists);”

“Direction two: Choose this evolution direction, and the new trait will focus on the complete improvement of your inner and outer self.”

“Please choose.”

Shen Ye found it rather peculiar.

And quite amusing too—

These Sealed Door traits, from “Best Newcomer” to “Newbie on the Road,” and then “Best Newbie,” were almost all workplace-oriented.

Now, he had reached a fork in the evolutionary path.

How should he choose?

If it were in his previous life, Shen Ye would definitely choose the workplace manager category.

—How cool would it be to manage others?

As a leader, others did everything, and he only needed to give orders; he had people waiting on him inside and out; everyone always had to smile at him.

But now, Shen Ye had different thoughts.

If he sought value from others, what would he do if one day he lost that position?

It’s better to improve those things that will never be taken away by worldly changes.

—The inner and outer self.

“I won’t empathize with capitalists; I’ll choose the second option instead,” Shen Ye said.

“Are you sure?” Small text appeared.

“I’m sure,” Shen Ye said.

Instantly.

New faint glowing text appeared in the void:

“You have lost the possibility of acquiring the trait ‘Illusionist’.”

“You have gained a trait in another direction:”

“Group Favorite.”

“Pale gold trait (Legendary grade, Evolving trait, Bestowable trait).”

“Description: When you are targeted by any entity, you only need to chant the exclusive trait incantation, and the opponent’s anger/killing intent/malice will immediately dissipate, and they will not trouble you for at least five minutes.”

“Exclusive trait incantation: *Yingyingying* (whining sound)!”

“Can be activated three times daily.”

“—Everyone dotes on you!”

“You can keep this evaluation trait and upgrade it in the future; or you can devour this evaluation trait to gain basic attribute points.”

Shen Ye stared blankly at this trait.

Make me “Yingyingying”?

I’m a pure man!

Am I going to “Yingyingying” on the battlefield before fighting a dispirited enemy?

Enough!

—I’d rather be a capitalist and give people false hope!

“Can I go back on my word?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Choices made cannot be reversed,” the faint glowing text replied.

Shen Ye silently lowered his head.

So embarrassing.

After so much mental preparation, he finally accepted Paige—

And now another “Yingyingying.”

When will my magnificent personal heroic image ever be established?!

Suddenly.

A figure quietly appeared behind Shen Ye.

Sect Master Sage.

The Sage observed Shen Ye with a thoughtful expression.

Just now, the elders reported that this kid had many traits, so many that the ruins manager specifically opened a team combat trial for him.

Then someone personally saw him standing in front of the main hall, using his hand as a “mosaic” to cover the traits above his head.

The traits flashed several times.

—He had at least five traits!

It was actually very difficult to gain the approval of the spiritual world.

How could he have acquired five traits?

Perhaps…

This kid wasn’t just a dissolute playboy?

The Sage’s mind raced with thoughts.

Shen Ye, at this moment, had not activated his profiling ability, so he didn’t know the Sect Master had arrived.

However, since he was back in the Dao Palace, everything he did now was under the premise that “the Sect Master was spying,” and he absolutely did not want to reveal any flaws.

Then—

Due to the trait issue, he temporarily lost his sleepiness, so he simply silently activated the Emperor Species bloodline within him.

A faint red light emanated around him.

—It had been too long since he used the power of the cosmic giant worm; now he needed to adapt to it.

Shen Ye adjusted his breath while familiarizing himself with the bloodline power, exploring its mysteries.

Since he was experiencing the power of his bloodline—

He simply added all 302 free attribute points to his comprehension.

In a moment.

Rows of faint glowing text appeared:

“Your strength, agility, and mental power have reached 302 points, far exceeding what they once were.”

“Your comprehension has reached 604 points.”

“With this strong attribute foundation, you have comprehended the most basic power within your bloodline: Cosmic Flight.”

“Description: As an Emperor Species, you can move freely in the cosmos, not needing oxygen or the food of living beings, but instead absorbing light energy and rays from the universe.”

“—You are an Emperor Larva.”

The Sect Master Sage stood by, witnessing the entire process, and couldn’t help but show a look of surprise.

“So… not a being of the myriad races…”

He murmured in a low voice, his eyes changing somewhat.

Actually, for a cosmic species to enter the Dao Palace meant the Dao Palace formed a connection with a higher cosmic life, which could only bring benefits to the Dao Palace.

Considering further, the fact that someone like Tu Fusheng personally brought him into the sect.

Perhaps Tu Fusheng was just a cover-up!

This kid behind him might be backed by a powerful cosmic species force!

This made sense—

No wonder he didn’t care about the treasures that were so precious to the myriad races.

To a cosmic species, the treasures of ordinary beings were nothing.

The true treasures were those deep within the cosmos.

The Sect Master Sage’s thoughts flashed.

Suddenly.

A knock on the door sounded.

“Who is it?”

Shen Ye asked listlessly.

“Me! Open the door, Nangong Wantu!” A furious female voice came from outside.

Shen Ye sighed, got up, and opened the door.

The door opened.

Chu Manshu stood outside.

“Are you out of your mind, Nangong Wantu?” she shouted angrily.

“I’ve already sincerely apologized and even offered a gift. I don’t understand why Senior Sister is still angry,” Shen Ye said.

“You’re actually trying to enrage me, aren’t you?”

“Of course not.”

“You’re still targeting me,” Chu Manshu said, exasperated. She raised her voice, “Answer me! Don’t beat around the bush; just give me a multiple-choice answer—yes or no!”

“Or,” Shen Ye said.

“I’ll kill you!”

“Don’t get excited—”

“Take this sword!”

“Yingyingying.”

With the other party like this, he had to activate his new trait!

Even the Sect Master Sage standing by was hesitating on what to do.

These two, one was a major blood bag of the sect, possibly from a cosmic force; the other was a talented female disciple.

—A loss to either would be a loss to the sect!

Forget it.

He should stop them.

The Sage was about to act when he suddenly sensed the descent of an immensely powerful force from the Dharma Realm.

“A trait recognized by the Dharma Realm?”

The Sage stopped short, abruptly looking at Shen Ye.

It was him!

“Senior Sister, let me explain.”

Shen Ye said in a gentle tone.

Chu Manshu’s murderous intent paused, suddenly becoming calm.

She herself was a bit surprised.

—It seemed her humiliated anger had suddenly dissipated, allowing her to calm down and rationally consider the entire matter.

“Well, then, I’ll give you a chance to explain. I don’t want people to say I’m being unreasonable.”

Chu Manshu retracted her sword, saying coldly.

“What did Senior Brother Dao Zhengyi send you?” Shen Ye asked.

Chu Manshu pulled out a pure gold token.

On the token was engraved a line of large characters:

“Heavenly Immortal Tower.”

Chu Manshu’s eyes revealed a hint of killing intent, and she said in a calm tone, “The Heavenly Immortal Tower is a place where those lecherous people seek pleasure. By giving me this, aren’t you insulting me, suggesting that I am also one of the women from the Heavenly Immortal Tower?”

Shen Ye slapped his forehead.

“You’ve greatly misunderstood, Senior Sister.”

He took the golden token from her hand, infused spiritual power into it, and activated it.

A voice immediately came from the token:

“Esteemed Heaven-tier VIP, good evening, what can I do for you?”

“I remember that my VIP token is registered to a female customer,” Shen Ye shouted into the golden token.

—Like holding a walkie-talkie.

“Yes, it’s a female customer,” the other side said.

“Arrange for twenty, address is Nangong Wantu’s cave dwelling on Xuanmen Peak of the Supreme Dao Palace, come immediately.”

The other side hesitated: “Twenty? It’s troublesome to gather people immediately, and the journey is far—”

Shen Ye waved his hand: “Money is not an issue, I’ll top up another 30,000 spirit stones—by the way, are there any promotions for topping up now?”

“Yes, Senior Brother,” the other side’s tone became even more respectful.

“Arrange it!”

“Yes, Senior Brother.”

Shen Ye put away the token and tossed it back.

Chu Manshu didn’t catch it.

The golden token fell to the ground with a clang.

“What are you doing?”

Chu Manshu said coldly.

“Senior Sister, you’ve really misunderstood. This token is a token of apology; it absolutely has no intention of slandering you,” Shen Ye said.

“But what was that just now?” Chu Manshu asked.

A knock on the door came.

The Sect Master Sage, already knowing the cause, silently turned his back.

Chu Manshu turned to look at the door, her face full of vigilance.

“The door’s unlocked, come in!”

Shen Ye shouted.

The cave dwelling door opened.

Twenty handsome, elegant, dashing, and Pan An-like male cultivators walked in.

“Greetings to Fellow Daoist Nangong, greetings to Fellow Daoist Chu.”

The male cultivators bowed one by one.

Chu Manshu incredulously looked left and right, identifying each one, and gasped:

“Huh? You’re Zhao Ziwen of the Flowing Cloud Sect? The one known as the Flowing Cloud Immortal Guest?”

“And you—I think I’ve seen you before. Aren’t you Sun Leyun of the Ten Thousand Mountains Martial Sect, known as the Jade-faced Little Martial Saint?”

“…How did all of you come here?”

Zhao Ziwen, with a smile, cupped his hands and said, “Tonight, Senior Sister Chu and Junior Brother Nangong have such elegant taste. How could we not join in?”

“Precisely, Senior Sister Chu. Why don’t we sit and discuss the Dao together?” Sun Leyun said.

Chu Manshu’s gaze fell, and she saw that Sun Leyun was wearing a magnificent battle armor, but the armor seemed to have been struck by an extremely powerful force, with a large piece of the abdomen shattered.

This revealed his perfect, jade-like eight-pack abs.

“Does Senior Sister Chu also want to learn some physical Dao techniques? I can guide you.”

Sun Leyun, noticing her gaze, said in a refined manner.

“I…” Chu Manshu’s face flushed a little, “I only cultivate spiritual power; I haven’t learned body techniques or martial arts.”

“Qi and blood in muscles are actually very easy to control. Come, you’ll know if you touch them,” Sun Leyun said.

Chu Manshu took a step back and glanced at Shen Ye.

Shen Ye, however, picked up the golden token and sincerely said, “This token is a Questioning Dao Token, Senior Sister. In cultivation, you can use it to seek out masters from other sects to discuss cultivation and life.”

The token was once again presented to Chu Manshu.

Chu Manshu looked at the token, then at the eight-pack abs not far behind the token, took a deep breath, quickly snatched it, and hid it in her sleeve.

“There are a few too many people.”

She said in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

Twelve streaks of fiery light suddenly flew from afar, landing in the cave dwelling.

Twelve male cultivators, who hadn’t spoken much or even made eye contact, received the fire talismans and cupped their hands to Shen Ye:

“Unfortunately, due to sect matters today, we shall return first and reconvene another day.”

“Alright, take care,” Shen Ye cupped his hands.

Swish—

They flew away.

Eight male cultivators remained, each with sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a tall, sturdy physique with eight-pack abs.

“I want to call a few junior sisters to come and discuss the Dao together.”

Chu Manshu said, blushing and biting her lip.

Shen Ye was startled.

You’re going to start a party now?

Zhao Ziwen, who was very perceptive, sent a message:

“Junior Brother Nangong, this Senior Sister is truly shy, and she genuinely believes that sitting and discussing the Dao is already excellent, and she’s even thinking of bringing benefits to her junior sisters.”

So that’s how it is!

How thoughtful!

Shen Ye nodded, smiled, and said, “Senior Sister, I’ll prepare drinks, snacks, and treats. You call the people, tonight we’ll drink until we drop.”

“Good!” Chu Manshu smiled slightly and sent out seven or eight communication talismans.

Not long after.

Several female disciples arrived on the wind. As soon as they entered, they saw the handsome and debonair male cultivators, and all of them shrieked.

“Senior Sister, you’re living so well!”

A female disciple cried out in surprise.

Chu Manshu glared at her.

The male cultivators, with great professionalism, all cupped their hands and said,

“Today, we are honored to be invited by Fellow Daoist Nangong and Fellow Daoist Chu. We are here to discuss Dao with you all, and we hope the fairies will not hesitate to enlighten us.”

Laughter and joyous chatter erupted.

“Is Senior Sister still angry with me?” Shen Ye telepathically asked.

“I misunderstood Junior Brother, by the way, that Sun Leyun…”

“Number 66, just say this number when you want to call him in the future.”

“…Okay.”

The Sect Master Sage could no longer bear it.

He silently rose into the air, passed directly through the roof of the cave dwelling, flew high into the sky, and swiftly returned to the sect’s meeting hall.

Several Supreme Elders were discussing important matters. Seeing him arrive, they immediately stood up and bowed.

“Reporting to the Sage—咦? Why does the Sage look so fatigued?”

A Supreme Elder asked in surprise.

“No need to mention it… From now on, you all must pay more attention to the moral conduct of our Supreme Dao Palace and ensure timely education,” the Sage said, rubbing his temples in a headache.

“Yes!” the elders replied in unison.

“There’s one more important matter.”

“Sect Master, please give your command?”

“How is the team we sent to investigate the details of Yun Ni’s death doing now?”

“Fighting in the ‘Unsettled Layer,’ their strength is forcibly suppressed to the ninth level of the Dharma Realm, so progress is relatively slow.”

“Hmm… send another elder to lead the team, and bring that Nangong Wantu along too.”

“Him?”

Several Supreme Elders exchanged glances, somewhat perplexed.

“Sect Master,” an elder whispered, “He’s not one of us.”

“He’s an Emperor Species,” the Sect Master Sage said.

“Emperor Species? I haven’t heard that name in a long time… Hasn’t this race been extinct for ages?”

“I suspect it might be some stellar family that cultivated him by fusing remnant blood, because his bloodline power is very thin.”

“Since he’s not one of the sentient beings, let him join. But his strength is low—”

“The ‘Unsettled Layer’ has an upper limit of the ninth level of the Dharma Realm. He is currently at the eighth, so it’s fine. Since he’s one of us and willing to contribute, it’s acceptable to nurture him.”

“Yes!”