Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 405

Chapter 388: The Primordial Formless Celestial Demon of the Grand Supreme

The Dead Planet.

The Song Family.

Mighty experts gathered there.

Not only were there the patriarchs of the five great families, but also masters from the three major corporations and government departments.

Xiao Mengyu had arrived early.

She stood in the pavilion, lost in thought as she gazed at the fish swimming in the water.

A figure silently approached and spoke:

“Have you seen Shen Ye recently?”

It was Song Yinchen.

Xiao Mengyu’s lips curled into a slight smile, and without turning her head, she said, “Once.”

“Where is he?” Song Yinchen asked.

“Well—he didn’t tell me to tell you, so I can’t reveal his affairs,” Xiao Mengyu said leisurely.

“I have serious business with him, why must you be like this?” Song Yinchen said, annoyed.

“Then contact him directly,” Xiao Mengyu still didn’t look back at her.

“But his phone is unreachable, and he can’t be contacted by tarot card. I don’t even know what happened to him—can’t you just give me his address?” Song Yinchen asked.

“Sorry, no,” Xiao Mengyu flatly refused.

“You!”

Song Yinchen’s face flushed with anger.

“Don’t be angry, I actually have my reasons,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“You have reasons?” Song Yinchen stared at her.

“Indeed,” Xiao Mengyu nodded.

“…Never mind, tell me, what reasons?” Song Yinchen asked.

“I get annoyed just by looking at you, so I don’t want to say anything that I could have said,” Xiao Mengyu said.

Song Yinchen was startled. Meeting Xiao Mengyu’s proud eyes, she could no longer hold back—

“Xiao Mengyu! I challenge you to a duel!”

She drew out a colorful long whip with a sharp cry.

“Afraid of you?” Xiao Mengyu calmly assumed a sword stance, resting her hand on her sword.

At this critical moment—

From afar.

A voice came:

“Shen Ye is a member of the Tarot Tower, and his card level is high, so he can cross many cosmic layers and contact you directly.”

“Your cards are just standard issue; if you’re too far apart, you won’t be able to contact him.”

The two girls turned their heads simultaneously.

Xu Xingke was standing on the stone path outside the pavilion, smoking a cigarette, with his arms crossed.

“Teacher!”

Song Yinchen ran over, complaining in a soft voice, “Teacher, is there any way to find Shen Ye?”

“He can’t be contacted, and he’s very busy right now,” Xu Xingke said.

Busy?

You’re telling me he’s busy? Why can Xiao Mengyu contact him, but I can’t?

“He’s not doing something secret, is he?”

Song Yinchen asked feignedly.

“Precisely,” Xu Xingke said.

“Can’t I even help?” Song Yinchen asked.

“He’ll contact us when he needs help; it’s best not to look for him actively.” After saying that, Xu Xingke left.

As he walked, he said, “You two, hurry up, the meeting is about to start. Yinchen, you’re the organizer of this conference, don’t delay.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

Xu Xingke had already turned the corner, swiftly glided down a long staircase, and entered a magnificent building.

He sat down next to Cang Nanyan.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

There was no sound of a struggle.

Xu Xingke finally exhaled, leaned back in his chair, and took a deep drag from his cigarette.

“Why are you so late?” Cang Nanyan asked in surprise.

“I went to save someone’s world, so I was a little late,” Xu Xingke said, looking exhausted.

Soon after.

Xiao Mengyu took her seat first, sitting next to her grandfather.

Immediately after.

Song Yinchen also entered.

She went straight to the stage, cleared her throat, and said:

“The reason I’ve gathered everyone here today is because I made a discovery during the war that I must tell you all personally.”

She waved her hand.

The entire room was immediately enveloped by a magical restriction.

“Everyone, let’s add multiple layers of restrictions together, to prevent the news from leaking,” Song Yinchen said.

So, the powerful cultivators took action one after another, adding layer upon layer of restrictions to the venue.

After everyone had finished—

Song Yinchen then began to speak about the extremely crucial matter:

“We’ve been fighting quite well recently, gaining the initiative on the battlefield. What do you all think is the reason for this?”

“The enemy’s commander has repeatedly lost his footing,” Jian Ji chimed in.

“Indeed, it’s truly baffling. Many times, I thought we were about to enter a desperate struggle, but then the enemy’s formation suddenly fell into disarray, giving us an opportunity to win a decisive victory,” the Nangong patriarch said.

“Then do you all know why they lost their footing?” Song Yinchen asked.

“Why?” Xu Xingke asked.

“Because I secretly used this—”

Song Yinchen gestured.

A ferocious and brutal insect skeleton appeared before everyone.

—Emperor Species!

Its corpse had been acquired by Song Yinchen and refined.

“When I used it for a sneak attack, the enemy’s commander often had no defense, which was a strange thing.”

“It’s as if they believed—”

“The Emperor Species should have been their ally.”

Song Yinchen revealed this astonishing answer.

“So, the ones attacking our world this time are actually a group of cosmic monsters?” Xu Xingke said.

“Very likely!”

A commotion broke out among the crowd.

The meeting continued until the afternoon.

After seeing off the powerful cultivators from various organizations, Song Yinchen returned to her ancestral home, closed the door, and set up multiple layers of new restrictions.

“Come out!”

She whispered.

In the void, the ferocious and terrifying insect body reappeared.

Song Yinchen quietly observed the body of this cosmic species.

Brother Shen Ye has the blood of this insect.

And I have its body.

Is there no way to find him through this insect?

Song Yinchen walked around the insect’s body, carefully observing the dense, natural magical runes on its surface.

“I won’t believe it…”

Her defiant voice echoed in the quiet room.

…

Ninety-nine-fold cosmos.

Grand Supreme Dao Palace.

Library Pavilion.

Shen Ye was searching for cultivation techniques.

Suddenly, a clamor arose beside him.

He put down the jade slip and walked over, only to see several cultivators in another jade slip room rummaging through various shelves.

They stacked piles of jade slips and directly put them into their storage bags.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of many disciples.

“What are you doing?”

“If you take them all, what will we learn?”

“Does the sect know about this?”

Everyone chattered.

“Silence!” an enforcement cultivator barked, “This is the sect’s order!”

“Why would there be such an order?” someone asked.

“These advanced cultivation techniques are for rewarding those who perform meritorious deeds on the front lines,” the enforcement cultivator said coldly.

Hearing that it was a sect order, everyone had nothing more to say.

Shen Ye also grew anxious.

—He still hadn’t found the jade slip for purifying bloodline!

He had previously asked the enforcement cultivator in the library, who managed such a vast place and could find almost all jade slips, but they had never heard of such a jade slip.

And now, a large number of jade slips were being taken away.

“Nangong Wantu.”

Shen Ye turned around, only to see a Grand Elder.

“Greetings, Elder,” he hastily bowed.

The Grand Elder cleared his throat and said, “I have been commanded by the Sect Master to tell you something.”

“Please speak,” Shen Ye said.

The Grand Elder waved his hand to set up a soundproofing restriction, and then said:

“There’s a pesky fellow now, ambushing our people in the Unfixed Layer, and you might be needed to take care of it.”

“Me?” Shen Ye pointed to himself.

—Are you kidding me!

There are countless outstanding individuals in the Heavenly, Earthly, and Profound Gates, why would they send a new disciple like me to face a difficult enemy?

“In the Unfixed Layer, everyone has the power of the eighth or ninth realm, so you’re not bad either,” the Grand Elder said.

“With so many masters in the sect, why send me?” Shen Ye asked.

“It’s about your own clan, you understand—we still don’t know why it works for humans. If you go, perhaps you can figure this out,” the Grand Elder said.

Shen Ye’s heart stirred.

The remains of the Emperor Species were left in Song Yinchen’s hands back then.

Could it be…

Then he certainly couldn’t go; what if she suddenly called out “Brother Shen Ye” when they met, wouldn’t his cover be blown?

“No, Elder, I haven’t even mastered the sect’s cultivation techniques, and I also have my own mission. I don’t want to go to the front lines,” Shen Ye said.

“This is a sect order!” The Grand Elder glared.

“I’ve always obeyed the sect’s orders, I didn’t even say a word when the alchemical furnace was taken away, and now you want to change my mission temporarily—I can’t accept it,” Shen Ye said.

The Grand Elder opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.

Throughout history.

Once a sect mission was issued, which disciple would dare to say, “I can’t accept it”?

“Listen to my advice, you do have the keyword ‘scourge.’ As long as you infiltrate the enemy, you’re sure to wreak havoc on them, and that would be a great merit.”

The Elder said.

“I’m not a scourge!” Shen Ye retorted angrily, “My keyword is an area-of-effect attack, it might even hurt our own people!”

“Be obedient, the sect won’t treat you unfairly,” the Grand Elder advised.

“Unfairly? How have I ever treated the sect unfairly?” Shen Ye said coolly, “If you insist on changing my mission and making me deal with the enemy, I will resign—no, I will withdraw from the sect!”

The Grand Elder was stunned.

This was the first time he’d heard of someone wanting to withdraw from the sect for such a reason.

You really don’t need to go that far!

Before the Elder could speak, Shen Ye put his hands on his hips and said angrily:

“When I first entered the sect, I said I was here to find a Dao companion.”

“It’s only been a few days? It’s either this or that. Is it because the money isn’t enough? Or does the sect think I must find a Dao companion here?”

The Elder was speechless again.

He really did say he was here to find a Dao companion.

His senior also gave him a precious cultivation technique.

After entering the sect, he spent a lot of money without a single complaint.

—Now you want him to go to the front lines?

To be an undercover agent?

Indeed, it was somewhat unreasonable.

“Wait a moment,” the Grand Elder said, and then his figure flickered and he disappeared.

Shen Ye didn’t look for the jade slips anymore.

Damn it!

If the secret compartment of that elixir furnace had already been searched, why should he stay here?

He had already visited the ruins and could open the door and go again later.

Now you’re both suspicious of me and asking me to be your beast of burden—

So I’ll leave?

Just like that!

Shen Ye left the Library Pavilion, and with a swift leap, he flew towards the mountain gate.

On the other side.

In the Hall of Deliberation.

Sect Master Sage already knew what had happened in the Library.

Before the Grand Elder could fly back to the main hall, the Sage pondered for a moment and then transmitted a message through the air:

“Go to the mountain gate, bring him back, I will speak with him personally.”

“Yes.”

The Grand Elder disappeared again.

The next second.

He appeared before the mountain gate, and seeing Shen Ye about to leave from afar, he hurriedly shouted:

“Nangong Wantu, the Sect Master has summoned you.”

Shen Ye then stopped.

—He couldn’t win at all; rushing off would only make him appear guilty.

A few minutes later.

He was standing in the Hall of Deliberation.

Sect Master Sage sat on the high platform, with the Grand Elders lined up on both sides.

“Nangong Wantu, why do you not obey the sect’s command?”

The Sage asked.

“I did obey—since I entered the sect, what have I not done properly?” Shen Ye retorted.

“Then why do you not go to the front lines?” the Sage asked again.

“Reporting to the Sect Master, I can spend money and exert effort, but I cannot give my life. You know what I entered the Grand Supreme Dao Palace for,” Shen Ye said.

The Sage also had a headache.

That night, he not only talked about finding a Dao companion but also bribed him.

He had accepted his benefits, so it was truly inconvenient to scold him now.

“The sect now needs an Emperor Species expert to complete a mission on the front lines,” the Sage said.

“Hire one then—with so many cosmic worlds, I refuse to believe we can’t find an Emperor Species to help,” Shen Ye said.

“Emperor Species are extremely rare, and their asking price for each intervention is very high,” the Sage said.

“I will pay any amount of money, as long as I don’t have to do such a life-threatening task, money is not an issue!” Shen Ye said each word clearly.

“Where do you get so much wealth?” the Sage asked.

“From home,” Shen Ye said.

“Tu Fusheng is your elder, are you a disciple of the Tu family?” the Sage asked again.

“Him?” Shen Ye scoffed, “To be honest, he’s just a servant of my family. Since when did he become an elder!”

Everyone gasped, then quickly felt it was reasonable.

—The Sage said this kid was actually a genuine Emperor Species.

But Tu Fusheng was human!

“Is that true?”

The Sage suddenly extended his hand, split the void, and released a telecommunication talisman.

The talisman went out, and soon flew back.

“Haha, this old man does indeed work for the Nangong family. Of course, the name Nangong is also a pseudonym for their family.”

Tu Fusheng’s voice came from the talisman.

—The Saint Martial Artist personally admitted it!

Such a powerful individual, yet merely a servant of his family?

“Old Tu, we haven’t really fought much. When will you have time to spar with me for fun?”

The Sage said.

The talisman flew away.

The talisman flew back again, carrying Tu Fusheng’s reply:

“Anytime, even now.”

The Sage’s eyes flashed.

Back then, Tu Fusheng’s strength was far inferior to his own.

Yet now he dares to say “anytime”?

“Should I go find you now?”

The Sage said again.

“I’ll come find you instead.”

When the fire talisman flew back, it carried a killing intent-filled power fluctuation, which instantly rushed out of the main hall, spreading outwards, enveloping the entire main peak.

None of the cultivators who sensed this aura were not filled with dread.

The Grand Elders looked at each other, wanting to speak but refraining.

Shen Ye lowered his head, like a true junior, not saying a word.

Tu Fusheng’s voice, through the法相 (Dharma Image), echoed in his heart:

“He’s not actually going to make me go, is he?”

“No,” Shen Ye transmitted.

“Are you so confident? I’m a little scared.”

“Don’t worry, the entire Grand Supreme Dao Palace is currently busy conquering the Unfixed Layer cosmos. If a shocking battle also breaks out within the sect, any potential problem would be unacceptable to them,” Shen Ye said.

“…Then let’s wait and see,” Tu Fusheng said.

On the high platform.

The Sage pondered for a few breaths, then slapped the transmission talisman, dispersing Tu Fusheng’s aura, and then spoke:

“It’s not very convenient for me right now; how about I go find you?”

After saying that, he released the transmission talisman and it flew away.

“What’s the situation at the Grand Supreme Dao Palace now? How should I reply?” Tu Fusheng’s voice came again through the Dharma Image.

Shen Ye said, “You give him an address, let him go find you.”

“I’m not his match,” Tu Fusheng said.

“You weren’t intimidated earlier, now you have to hold your ground and not show the slightest fear of battle,” Shen Ye said.

Tu Fusheng said nervously, “If we really start fighting, I might be killed by him.”

“Nothing will happen—if he really goes to find you, you retreat into my Dharma Image, and I’ll retreat in time too,” Shen Ye transmitted.

“How did it come to this point? Is it because I kept helping without always being there?” Tu Fusheng asked somewhat guiltily.

—Even though there was a contract, he hadn’t really paid much attention to the affairs of the Grand Supreme Dao Palace.

Now, he wasn’t even sure what was happening.

“It’s not your problem,” Shen Ye sneered, “If every force that shows goodwill towards the Grand Supreme Dao Palace is targeted like this, it’s their own problem.”

This Sage was too suspicious.

How boring.

“Tell him, ask him to come fight, I don’t believe he’ll go directly,” Shen Ye said.

“Okay, if he comes, remember to take me with you,” Tu Fusheng said cheerfully.

“No problem,” Shen Ye said.

Tu Fusheng nodded secretly.

This was actually why he loyally stayed by his side.

Summoning contract, exclusive law, special keywords—

The three combined could truly pull him out of danger and help him escape to safety!

In the void.

The transmission talisman flew back, landed in the Sage’s hand, and a voice emitted:

“Alright! Come on over, I’ll be waiting for you on Planet Lan Mine in the 103rd layer of the cosmos.”

Tu Fusheng replied readily.

The Sage heard this and felt a bit bored for a moment.

Back then, Tu Fusheng’s strength was insufficient, and the last time he came to the sect, he had also seen him once.

Although his strength had improved, he was still far inferior to himself.

However.

He dared to accept his challenge.

—He must have something to rely on.

It seemed Tu Fusheng had indeed found a powerful backer.

So—

The Sage’s gaze once again fell on Shen Ye.

To make Tu Fusheng willing to be a servant…

And so wealthy.

Such a wealthy young man, his money must come from somewhere.

Besides, if he had so much wealth but no profound background, he would have been devoured long ago.

The Sage understood the whole matter.

However, to verify his judgment, he still needed to find an opportunity to fight Tu Fusheng.

That was for later.

As for now—

He was busy with sect affairs every day, yet he still spent time testing the descendants of such cosmic families.

He could simply sit back and count money.

Why bother!

“I’m busy with sect matters every day, I don’t have time to spar with you—let’s talk later,” the Sage said.

The transmission talisman was released.

The void closed.

He looked at Shen Ye.

Actually, he could continue asking about the family behind the other party now.

But there had just been a slight unpleasantness, and if the other party called their family members and they learned that he had been bullied in the sect, the impression would inevitably be bad.

The timing wasn’t right either.

He had to focus on resolving the matter of Yun Ni; everything else had to be postponed.

—So, he could only wait for a suitable opportunity to deal with the family behind the other party.

“Never mind, this time the sect’s arrangement was improper, don’t take it to heart,” the Sage said gently, “Go back to the Library Pavilion and read your books.”

“Thank you, Sage,” Shen Ye cupped his hands and turned to leave the main hall.

—The struggle was successful, no more being a beast of burden!

Shen Ye hummed a tune and returned to the Library Pavilion, resuming his search for the bloodline purification cultivation technique.

In the Dharma Body.

“I’m going to have some fun now.”

Tu Fusheng said.

“Go ahead, you’ve been working hard lately. I left some money in the Dharma Body; take it if you need it,” Shen Ye said.

“What?” Tu Fusheng was startled.

He simply activated the contract, asking Shen Ye to let him into the Immortal Kingdom Dharma Image.

He saw piles of high-quality spiritual stones, immortal jades, and rare metals, dazzling his eyes.

Tu Fusheng squatted in front of the treasures, picked up a few pieces, and looked at them, his expression gradually becoming serious.

“I say, big brother, do you even know the value of these things?”

He asked.

“I know the value of immortal spiritual jade marrow; the others also seem quite valuable,” Shen Ye said.

“Some metals and gemstones haven’t appeared on the market for a long time. If you bring them out, it will cause a sensation—if you don’t want to become famous, don’t bring them out,” Tu Fusheng said.

This time it was Shen Ye’s turn to be surprised, and he quickly asked:

“That valuable?”

“Yes—even in ancient times, this would have been an unimaginable fortune,” Tu Fusheng exclaimed.

Shen Ye didn’t say a word.

These things, in Elder Wang’s storage bag, amounted to several mountains.

Wait.

How did Elder Wang have so many treasures?

…Something is strange.

But there is no way to verify it now, so he can only keep it in mind and see if there is an opportunity in the future—

Wait.

He backed up to the entrance and directly asked the enforcing cultivator:

“Senior brother, do we have jade slips here about various cosmic historical knowledge?”

“Of course,”

The enforcing cultivator pointed to a wall: “They’re all hanging on that wall; go find them yourself.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother.”

Shen Ye walked over, about to release his divine sense, when suddenly his heart stirred.

His Dharma Image had changed.

He withdrew his divine sense and instead cast it into the Void Dharma Realm, observing his Dharma Image.

He saw the thousands of iridescent rays of light on the stone tablet slowly retracting, disappearing into the tablet itself.

Transcendental Power!

After completing the mission of the Path to Heaven, the stone tablet had undergone the baptism of Transcendental Power and began to nurture something.

Could it be succeeding now?

Wait—

Shen Ye suddenly remembered something, his gaze sweeping around.

Where’s the Heart Devil?

My big, living Heart Devil, why is it gone?

Shen Ye’s heart tightened. His gaze searched everywhere in the Dharma Image, but he couldn’t find any trace of the Heart Devil.

“Have you seen the Heart Devil?” Shen Ye asked.

The great skeleton was not there.

The Four Kings and the Demonic Beast pointed at the stone tablet together.

…Entered the stone tablet?

Damn it.

He was busy dealing with the Sage and had neglected the situation in his Dharma Image.

What exactly was going on?

Suddenly.

Lines of faint glowing text subtly emerged:

“Nurturing complete.”

“By activating the Transcendental Power with the Grand Supreme Forgetfulness and Ascension Dao Secret, within the Immortal Kingdom Dharma Image, the Heart Devil was nurtured and transformed into a secret power manifested body:”

“The Primordial Formless Celestial Demon of the Grand Supreme.”

“Description: This Celestial Demon possesses everything you have, it is another body of yours, but its strength is only one-third of yours.”

“This Celestial Demon possesses the primordial inherent power of the Dharma Realm before the birth of the cosmos:”

“Primordial Formless.”

“Description: All existence and power that originated in the cosmos cannot perceive the Primordial Formless Celestial Demon.”

“—The Transcendental Dharma Lord has first appeared.”

Shen Ye’s heart pounded.

Unperceivable?

Is that true?

He pretended to look up at the jade slips on the wall, and suddenly his heart stirred.

In the Dharma Image.

The stone tablet instantly split open a crack.

Another Shen Ye walked out, directly leaving the Dharma Image, and landed in the Library.

—The Primordial Formless Celestial Demon of the Grand Supreme!

The two stood together.

Shen Ye’s body tensed, his gaze darting back and forth, observing the reactions of those around him.

Cultivators came and went, occasionally someone greeted him, but they didn’t even look at the other “Shen Ye” beside him.

…They really can’t see him?

Then, can the Grand Supreme Soul-Binding Refining Palace, this Dharma Image, detect the Primordial Formless Celestial Demon?

Shen Ye waited for a moment.

The flames on the ground showed no ripples or changes.

But he was still worried—

“Go.”

Shen Ye silently recited in his heart.

Receiving this command, the Primordial Formless Celestial Demon’s figure flickered, left the Library, flew up the main peak, and entered the Hall of Deliberation.

He heard the Sage giving orders from the high platform:

“Create a few more categories for collecting money, and don’t arrange difficult tasks for him.”

“If he wants to find a Dao companion, let him find one.”

“As long as he doesn’t cause any trouble, don’t stop him.”

“Yes,” the elders responded.

From the Sage to the Grand Elders, no one detected the presence of the Primordial Formless Celestial Demon.