Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 462
byShen Ye looked at the card in his hand, feeling a bit lost for a moment.
It was a completely grey card.
The card was shrouded in a thin mist, making it impossible to see what was on it.
A line of glimmering small text, full of question marks, floated in mid-air:
“????”
— Cannot be deciphered.
Other than that.
There was no other hint.
Tsk.
This was quite strange.
The truth-level seven monster had just thrown this card over and quickly left.
—It told him to work hard.
Judging from that tone, this card should be a reward.
A reward…
Shen Ye thought back carefully.
That monster hadn’t even said a word to the middle-aged man who had informed on him before directly killing him.
Arrogance.
—It didn’t even bother to deal with these slaves.
Slaves were its food.
With such an attitude, how could it easily give out a reward?
But—
He couldn’t even see the card’s function.
That’s right.
Green Hat Man!
Maybe he knew something.
Shen Ye quickly returned to the lowest deck of the ship, only to see Green Hat Man still sitting in his place.
“Do you know what this is?”
Shen Ye showed him the card and asked.
Green Hat Man was startled, his face showing an incredible expression:
“You got an expatriate certificate?”
“What’s an expatriate certificate?” Shen Ye asked.
“Only those who perform exceptionally well can use this card to further their studies at the White Night Demon Lair, then transform into monsters, and forever break free from their奴隶 status!” Green Hat Man said excitedly.
“…” Shen Ye.
A system that oppressed slaves, yet it had such a pie-in-the-sky arrangement?
In endless despair, if there was a pie hanging in the sky, people would see hope and be willing to persevere.
But—
Even if such a system had a way out, it shouldn’t be so easy!
It must be very difficult to successfully get a piece of that pie.
—Why did that monster think so highly of him? And just give him the pie?
Too suspicious.
He was new here, completely unaware of the situation, and had no information.
A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed Shen Ye’s mind.
That’s it.
Why think so much here—
He opened his palm and muttered to himself:
“The weather is nice today, let’s divine my fortune.”
Destiny Divination activated!
Before his words fell, a glowing curve silently appeared on Shen Ye’s left palm.
Shen Ye suddenly held his breath.
—There was something wrong with this line.
It was black.
Within that twisting, leaping black, there was a brilliant golden light occasionally flashing, unable to be hidden, like a fleeting glimpse, extremely mysterious.
What’s going on?
Must figure it out!
Shen Ye slightly closed his eyes, and a scene immediately appeared in his mind.
The divination of destiny began.
The images kept flashing.
Shen Ye saw himself activate this unknown card, instantly teleporting away from the cabin.
He was teleported into a complete darkness.
Cold.
Dark.
Lonely.
What was this place?
Just as he was feeling perplexed, he saw an existence that obscured the sky and sun approaching from not far away.
There was no time to react at all.
A profound pain surged over him.
Darkness.
Darkness.
Darkness.
In eternal darkness—
Shen Ye suddenly opened his eyes, breaking free from those images.
He looked down at his hand.
The deep black curve in his palm was still flickering.
“Brother, can you see what’s on my hand?” Shen Ye asked.
“What?” Green Hat Man looked blankly at Shen Ye’s hand. “Your left hand? There’s nothing there.”
No!
This card was definitely not some kind of promotion reward certificate!
It must be problematic!
“Quickly use the voucher,” Green Hat Man urged.
“Why?” Shen Ye asked.
“Once someone learns about it, they will definitely rush back and try every means to snatch it from you!” Green Hat Man said.
Before his words fell.
The void opened continuously.
One after another, human professionals appeared before them.
“I’ll buy it!”
Someone shouted loudly.
This person was sent flying by a punch, falling unconscious to the ground.
“Buy what, you idiot! What kind of strength do you have to yell at me?” The person who threw the punch roared.
Shen Ye put away the card and stared at the people around him.
Who knew, the crowd just surrounded him, but no one rushed forward.
The brawny man who threw the punch said with a flattering smile:
“Young master, your friend actually didn’t finish speaking.”
“No one can seize a qualification card for further study, unless you voluntarily give it up.”
“So please let me buy it, you name the price.”
“Exchanging for other items is also fine!”
The crowd chimed in, chattering:
“That’s right.”
“Let’s be fair, everyone can bid.”
“Highest bidder wins.”
“It won’t cause any hard feelings.”
Shen Ye looked around at the crowd.
If there was even a hint of anything wrong, he was ready to activate his truth-level seven BGM.
But the crowd exuded greed and enthusiasm, yet no one actually intended to attack him.
They were just making bids.
Bidding…
Did these people really think they could go for advanced studies?
“How much can you offer?”
Shen Ye asked.
A professional shouted loudly:
“I’ll offer a truth-level battle armor, young man, you seem like a formidable fellow, but unfortunately, you don’t have powerful battle armor.”
“Bah! Your battle armor is only truth-level one, and it’s already falling apart—young man, I’ll trade you five rare truth materials.”
“Don’t listen to them, I’ll offer an unopened truth treasure chest!”
“And me…”
The clamor of bids continued to ring out.
Shen Ye’s ears were buzzing from the noise, but he struggled to keep his spirits up and carefully distinguished the bids from these professionals.
“All of you, get out!”
A furious roar sounded.
Everyone looked back, displeased.
They saw a pale-faced, slender man walk down the stairs.
As soon as he appeared, the temperature of the entire corridor dropped a few degrees.
The crowd looked at him, silently dispersing.
Many people slipped away, disappearing in an instant.
“Young man, I’ll take that certificate from your hand.”
The man said.
He even had black eyeshadow on, was wrapped in a black trench coat, and when he opened his mouth to speak, sharp teeth were revealed.
“Vampire?” Shen Ye asked.
“You should call me Vampire King Shuman,” the man said coldly.
“Alright, Vampire King Shuman, what’s your offer?” Shen Ye asked.
Shuman grinned, pulled out a long saber from his怀 and placed it before Shen Ye.
As soon as this saber was drawn, it immediately emitted heavy layers of grey light, appearing extraordinarily mysterious.
“They don’t understand you, but I do.”
The vampire leaned forward, whispering in Shen Ye’s ear.
“You understand me?” Shen Ye asked.
“You are a saber master, urgently needing a long saber imbued with the power of truth—I just happen to have one here.”
Shuman’s tone became slow and tempting:
“How about it? A truth weapon is a rare and excellent item, and this saber is extremely famous. If you trade with me, we will both be satisfied.”
Shen Ye didn’t answer for a moment, lowering his head to look at his hand.
He did indeed need a truth weapon that could inflict damage on enemies.
But!
Through what had just happened, he already understood.
—Many truth-level equipment and items were unidentifiable.
Even the annotation content of the door ability, which originated from the Sixth Era, sometimes couldn’t identify items beyond the truth level.
But destiny does not miss any truth.
When Shen Ye looked at his hand, a new glimmering curve appeared on it, and a scene simultaneously emerged in his mind.
That was a battle.
He drew his saber, and after just one clash with the enemy, the saber broke.
—Clearly, this saber was no good.
“Your saber looks formidable, but it’s a fake.”
Shen Ye said bluntly.
The professionals wandering around were all startled, looking up at the long saber in Shuman’s hand.
Fake?
Shuman was a formidable fellow.
Now if you claim his weapon is fake and you can’t provide solid evidence, he’ll definitely blow his top!
Shen Ye smiled, not even giving the vampire a chance to refute, and continued:
“Don’t make any excuses—”
“If you dare to clash it with my weapon, and it doesn’t break, I will present this certificate to you with both hands, free of charge.”
As these words fell.
Everyone looked at Vampire Shuman.
Shuman’s face was unpredictable, then he suddenly burst into wild laughter, declaring loudly:
“The saber in my hand has thirty-six layers of disguise, and you can still tell the fake from the real?”
“Indeed, worthy of someone granted a voucher!”
The saber vanished instantly.
After a moment.
Shuman pulled out another long saber, excitedly saying:
“This is the one—”
Shen Ye interrupted him: “This is still the same one from just now.”
Shuman paused, then shook the long saber, gesturing for Shen Ye to look closely.
“This saber is longer, heavier, and has more power than the one before. Look, it has—”
Shen Ye interrupted again: “It’s just the same one from before.”
Shuman opened his mouth, then stared coldly at him, saying indifferently:
“You’ve mistaken it, but they were indeed forged at the same time, so it’s easy to confuse them.”
Shen Ye laughed inwardly.
This guy clearly wanted to deceive others, but after being exposed, he still cared so much about saving face.
The next second.
Shen Ye’s gaze suddenly sharpened.
Only because Vampire Shuman’s hand became a blur, flashing through the air.
A new long saber appeared in his hand.
“This saber for your certificate—you’re making a huge profit, young man.”
Shuman said, looking a bit pained.
Shen Ye glanced at the long saber.
Good.
Destiny Divination showed no anomalies.
This saber was the real thing.
“I agree to this transaction, but we need to wait a bit longer before we can complete it.”
Shen Ye said.
“Why?” Vampire Shuman asked.
“It’s a personal quirk of mine; I only like to complete transactions at a specific moment,” Shen Ye said.
“Will this time be very long?”
“No.”
“Alright, we can have a drink and quietly wait for your moment to arrive.”
Shuman indifferently pulled out a red bottle and two stemmed glasses, placing them on the railing, and began pouring the wine.
—In his long life, he had encountered all sorts of people, and these people had various peculiar habits.
Not just people.
Even many things had strange customs.
This was normal.
As long as it didn’t affect the transaction, there was no need to pay too much attention.
“Virgin’s blood, care for some?”
Shuman raised a stemmed glass, speaking in a tone of praise, then handed the glass to Shen Ye.
“No need.” Shen Ye glanced at the crimson human blood swirling in the glass, his expression calm.
—At this moment, the curve on his hand kept changing.
It transformed from black to gold, then from gold to grey, then black again, ceaselessly.
The changes in destiny were so unpredictable.
In the inexplicable, Shen Ye had a vague premonition.
—Wait.
He needed to wait for the changes in destiny until it reached a certain state.
Time passed second by second.
Shuman had already had his second glass of virgin’s blood, elegantly wiping the corners of his mouth with a white handkerchief, and squinted:
“Honestly, I respect different customs and rules, but you should at least give me an exact time, or chat with me, otherwise waiting here is too tedious.”
“Is the work here busy?” Shen Ye asked.
“Newcomer, asking me these questions usually costs, but given our big deal, I can tell you a few things randomly—”
“It’s alright, everyday is full of fighting, but you only need to complete one big task and two small tasks a week to survive.”
“Is there overtime?” Shen Ye asked.
“What does overtime mean?” Shuman asked back.
“It means that even after completing the task, you still have to stay at work and continue working,” Shen Ye said.
“What’s the point of that?” Shuman asked, confused.
“Well, overtime could also mean getting all the work for the next period done today, to free up time for other things later,” Shen Ye said.
“We can die in battle at any moment, so why worry about tomorrow’s matters?” Shuman frowned.
“So, no overtime?”
“No.”
Shen Ye simply gave up on the question and continued to ask: “How’s the usual treatment?”
“Are you referring to compensation?”
“Yes.”
“Completing weekly tasks grants you basic living supplies and space.”
“What if I complete more?”
Shuman looked at him again, puzzled, asking: “Why would you want to complete more? Are you a slave in a hurry?”
“Will there be higher rewards for completing more tasks?” Shen Ye asked.
“No one does that—if you do, it will definitely attract the attention of the White Night monsters, and they’ll think you have ill intentions.”
“They’ll cause you trouble?”
“No, they’ll just eat you.”
“Alright… So what do you all do after completing your tasks each week?”
“I like to catch human girls for their blood, and of course, my piano skills are also constantly improving. You must come to my next concert.”
“Okay, but is that all you do normally?”
“What else? We are slaves now, we don’t have much luxury, you should get used to that.”
“Then what time do you usually go to bed?”
“Nine in the morning—I sleep until midnight, then I get up, eat something, check some task lists, and if there’s a suitable one, I’ll do it. If not, I’ll find a female vampire to discuss philosophy with.”
“No clocking in here?”
“Only tasks—once tasks are completed, no one cares what you do,” Shuman said, swirling his wine glass.
“I see you’re quite adapted,” Shen Ye said.
“Of course, I used to conquer planets, cultivate billions of blood slaves, busy scheming against people, snatching various treasures, but ever since I came here, honestly, my life has become very regular, my mindset has improved a lot, and everything is very fulfilling,” Shuman said.
Shen Ye was silent for a moment.
Can a slave be like this?
Isn’t this much better than being an ox or a chicken and a duck?
Stop!
Now is not the time to think about such things.
Who knew Shuman was still talking:
“I’ll give you a piece of advice—in those big missions, sometimes you’ll encounter opponents you can’t beat. At this time, don’t worry about saving face; calling for reinforcements is the right thing to do.”
“You can still called for reinforcements?” Shen Ye asked.
“Yes, we not only have reinforcement troops, but also medical officers, injury subsidies, psychological therapists, and a series of benefits.”
“Aren’t you slaves?”
“But the system is sound.”
“…”
“That female vampire is a psychological therapist, damn it, it took me some effort to hook up with her, but she’s truly beautiful at night—”
“Who asked you?” Shen Ye interrupted him.
“Huh?”
“I mean, who cares? I’m telling you, no one asked you any of this.”
“Haha, you’re jealous.”
“Not at all.”
“Could it be that your life is worse than a slave’s?”
Shen Ye’s gaze sharpened.
Must we hurt each other?
He smiled, gently asking: “I wonder if there are any punitive measures here, like measures for failing tasks, disobeying discipline, causing trouble, and ultimately being dealt with.”
“Confinement, or being killed,” Shuman said.
“How is confinement done?”
“You’re just locked up, the room is very small, you can’t go out, no one talks, there’s nothing.”
“What about phones?”
“Communication devices? Of course, they can’t be used.”
“I will suggest that there should be WiFi signal in the confinement room, but this signal will become intermittent, and when there is a signal, it must be extremely slow.”
“…You demon, don’t make such suggestions.”
“You control me!”
Shen Ye suddenly felt something, and looked down.
The curve on his palm instantly turned from grey to black, then quickly to white, finally transforming into a brilliant golden light.
The golden light continued unabated, not changing for the time being.
—A golden fate line!
Right at this moment!
“Why are you always looking at your palm?”
Shuman asked curiously.
—He couldn’t see the curve on Shen Ye’s hand.
“Nothing, I’m just thinking—alright, let’s complete the transaction now.”
Shen Ye placed the card on the table.
Shuman then also placed the long saber on the table.
The two exchanged.
Shen Ye glanced at the long saber.
No problem.
This Shuman finally deigned to trade with a genuine寶刀!
He released his hand from the card and held down the long saber.
Shuman also released his grip on the long saber and picked up the card.
—The transaction was completed.
Shuman picked up the card and examined it carefully, then suddenly smiled:
“I still don’t know your name.”
“Paige, Baxter Paige,” Shen Ye said.
“Baxter, thank you for this card. I’m about to join the White Night Demon Lair—once I transform into a White Night Demon, my strength will surely greatly increase, and my status will be completely different from you slaves.”
He stood up and suddenly burst into a sarcastic laugh, shaking back and forth with glee:
“At that time, I will come back and retrieve this powerful and noble long saber!”
“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll eat you!”
“Hahahaha—”
He retreated backwards, vanishing into the void, disappearing from sight.
Only Shen Ye remained standing.
Shen Ye’s expression remained unchanged as he picked up the long saber and examined it.
Lines of faint text quickly appeared, displaying the attributes of this long saber named “Night Ghost.”
—Indeed a good saber.
But it could be even better.
“Fusion!”
Shen Ye whispered softly.
Lines of faint text quickly appeared:
“You activated the Primordial Term ‘Vampire Lord’.”
“Currently fusing the truth-level long saber ‘Night Ghost’ with the divine artifact ‘Spring Rain’, fusion begins.”
“Congratulations.”
“This fusion resulted in a super evolution.”
“You have obtained a brand new truth-level long saber:”
“Night Rain.”
“Truth Stage Two.”
“Description: Comes with truth-level two creation ‘Rain’. All ‘things in the rain’ will inevitably be struck by the long saber, unavoidable.”
“Suppresses truth-level one and below weapons and armor;
“Suppresses all beings below truth-level one;
“Deals normal damage to truth-level two existences.”
The advanced manifestation of a Dharma form is a truth creation!
This saber, directly embodying “Rain,” was already very powerful.
Shen Ye only possessed control-type truth power, and this was his first time obtaining a truth weapon.
The destructive power of this “Night Rain” saber was like a timely rain, perfectly solving Shen Ye’s urgent need.
“Good saber…”
He held the simple long saber, unable to help but utter a genuine exclamation of praise.
On the other side.
Still within this Sea of Truth.
A grand and intricate sacrificial ritual was underway.
Dozens of monsters from the White Night Demon Lair continuously swam beneath the sea.
They placed various treasures in fixed positions, activating them, allowing them to release powerful waves of truth.
It took a full seven days and seven nights.
The entire ritual had reached its most crucial moment.
“Sacrifice.”
The priest presiding over the ritual commanded.
Various strange and bizarre truth creations were released.
They tried to escape, but they were confined to this Sea of Truth, and all their power was drained away.
Finally.
The moment arrived.
The priest spoke solemnly:
“Oh, great existence that dominates everything in the endless Sea of Truth!”
“You are the unspeakable one at the towering truth-level seventeen, the ultimate whose majesty illuminates all creations, the supreme being whom all entities prostrate before truth must worship.”
“Please descend here!”
As these words fell.
The entire sacrificial altar glowed with brilliant light.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
A colossal and magnificent dark shadow emerged from the depths of the ocean trench, descending upon this place.
As soon as it appeared, the entire Sea of Truth seemed to freeze.
—Yet, this dark shadow actually did nothing.
It merely descended here, causing all powers and existences to fall into a state of suppressed inertia.
The next instant.
An immensely vast voice echoed in the ears of all White Night monsters:
“A sacrifice that has lasted for one hundred and eight million years, totaling one hundred and fifty billion truth creations…”
“It’s quite thoughtful.”
“Next time, if you come to sacrifice again, you may announce your master’s name.”
As these words fell.
Everything returned to normal.
The colossal dark shadow instantly vanished.
The White Night monsters were overjoyed, bursting into cheers in unison.
“Finally accepted—”
“We succeeded! This time it’s truly a success!”
“Quick, go back and tell the great master!”
“The master will surely reward us handsomely—”
“Go!”
In an instant.
All the monsters disappeared.
The deep sea returned to silence.
Only those high-level truth creations floated there.
As offerings, their souls and powers had been completely drained, leaving only empty shells.
However, at this moment—
Something no one had expected happened.
In the deep sea.
A slight ripple spread out.
Vampire King Shuman silently appeared in this sea area.
“Hahaha—”
“Indeed, I left that ship!”
He rubbed his hands excitedly, looking around.
“Freedom feels so good, I just wonder where my guide is?”
“I must transform into a White Night type existence as soon as possible!”
After a moment.
A surprised voice suddenly echoed in his ear:
“So fast?”
Fast?
“Of course, I can’t wait any longer,” Vampire King Shuman said respectfully.
“Did you obtain the qualification early, just waiting for this moment?” the voice asked.
Vampire King Shuman knew in his heart that this matter was arranged by the high-ranking White Night monsters.
—But that kid wasn’t savvy and traded the card to him.
So, the opportunity was his.
No one could say anything.
—But his attitude must be good!
Be humble!
“Great being, I obtained the qualification from Baxter Paige—”
“This is indeed my heartfelt wish!”
“I am honored by this!”
Vampire King Shuman said with utmost sincerity.
After a moment of silence.
“You did it voluntarily?” the voice asked, somewhat surprised.
“Yes!” Shuman’s face showed sincerity, and he even bowed elegantly.
“Rare… very rare…”
“The name you just mentioned, was it Baxter?” the voice asked.
“Yes,” Shuman said.
“Baxter Paige? Are you sure that’s the name?”
“Confirmed!”
The next moment.
The voice gradually became vast and filled the entire Sea of Truth, speaking with an air of majesty and solemnity:
“Alright—”
“Throughout such a long expanse of time, your continuous efforts have led me to my final decision.”
“—I shall bestow blessings upon the one who bears this name.”
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