Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 482
byChapter 465: New Terms!
The night breeze was cool.
Through the window, Shen Ye saw the person in black standing on the wall of the backyard.
Assassination—
It took place three times in total.
Only then was he given the title “Blood Seed”.
From then on, the world would no longer be wary of him, nor would it stop him from doing anything.
From this perspective, the assassination should be a screening process.
During the three days of silence, different labels and classifications were given based on individual performance.
“Blood Seed” should be an excellent evaluation.
What were the other labels?
As he pondered.
The person in black jumped off the wall and walked towards Shen Ye’s room.
As he walked, he drew the sword from his waist.
—The assassination has begun!
Shen Ye’s eyes flickered slightly.
What kind of label did he need to formally and safely survive this assassination?
He definitely couldn’t use truth.
Winning didn’t seem quite right either.
Both timelines indicated death.
So, what to do?
The person in black had already crossed the backyard.
No time to think too much—
Shen Ye took a deep breath, opened the window, and shouted:
“There’s a thief!”
His voice echoed far into the night.
The person in black paused.
After waiting for a moment, there was no significant movement around.
Shen Ye’s heart tightened.
It wasn’t working!
He loudly shouted again:
“Catching adulterers! Catching adulterers! Catching the mistress! Strip her naked and beat her hard!”
In an instant.
In the night, near and far, the sound of doors and windows opening filled the air.
All the lights in the entire block lit up.
It was a little past nine in the evening.
Most people hadn’t gone to sleep yet, and even those who were lying in bed trying to sleep were startled by Shen Ye’s shout, scrambling to open their doors to watch the commotion.
Perceiving the unfavorable situation, the person in black turned to leave.
He had just jumped onto the wall when he suddenly blocked in one direction with his sword.
Thump!
A muffled sound.
The person in black fell back into the courtyard like a cannonball, creating a shallow pit in the ground.
Father Shen!
Father Shen stood on the wall, staring at the person in black with heavy eyes, and shouted:
“Who exactly are you?”
Mother Shen stood behind him.
One by one, professionals gradually descended from the wall.
“Old Shen, why are you messing around with someone at home?”
A professional chuckled as he landed.
“Open your dog eyes and take a good look.”
Father Shen barked.
Everyone looked into the courtyard.
The person in black struggled to his feet, about to try to escape in another direction, but realized it was too late.
The entire wall was covered with professionals.
The path to the room was also surrounded.
People looked at him with interest.
“Damn it! Didn’t they say strip her naked? Why is he still wearing so much?”
A professional asked gruffly.
Some professionals had already understood the current situation and said:
“This clearly isn’t catching adulterers.”
“Exactly, this guy must be an assassin or a killer.”
“Strange, who did Old Shen offend?”
People chattered amongst themselves, then all pulled out their weapons and surrounded the person in black.
—Although they didn’t see the mosaic scene they imagined, everyone working together to capture an assassin was still a story worth telling for a long time.
With too many enemies, the person in black knew it was futile to resist, so he simply threw away his long sword and surrendered.
“Hand him over to the public security bureau.”
Shen Ye shouted loudly.
“There’s no public security bureau now, it’s called the public order bureau.” Father Shen glared at him.
It’s all because of you, kid, that this situation turned into such a big mess.
—I’ll settle the score with you when I get back from the public order bureau!
The crowd escorted the assassin away.
Father Shen followed.
Mother Shen stayed behind to take care of the house.
There wasn’t much to take care of.
Several professionals from the public order bureau came to search and secure the scene, and Mother Shen coordinated from the side.
Shen Ye was asked a few questions, then sent off to bed.
Back in his room, the door closed.
The light and clamor were shut out.
The fear and tension on his face disappeared, and Shen Ye yawned, sat by the window, and poured himself a glass of water.
He drank while looking at the wall of the backyard.
—Would there be more assassins?
Suddenly.
His entire aura fluctuated.
He had reached the sixteenth level of the Dharma Realm.
Lines of faint text quietly appeared:
“Your avatar tirelessly cultivated the ‘Quick Cultivation Guide’, achieving a significant breakthrough on the seventeenth day of the third month.”
“All your attributes have increased to 450 points.”
“Congratulations.”
“When you use the Emperor Species bloodline, all your attributes can barely exert the power of three arts.”
“Three arts officially activated.”
“Your Dharma Aspect ‘Yin-Yang Two Poles Saving from Suffering and Calamity, Suppressing Life Divine Mountain’ is about to evolve to a higher level.”
“When your Dharma Aspect finishes evolving, three Spirit Arts will return to their positions.”
“—They are waiting for that moment.”
“Additionally, during the Dharma Aspect’s evolution, you will temporarily be unable to use the power of Dharma Aspect Descent.”
Shen Ye was a little surprised.
“Su Rong, can three arts reach the level of truth?” he asked.
“Of course, you mustn’t underestimate the three arts—you’ll know in the future,” Su Rong said meaningfully.
Shen Ye collected his thoughts and began to consider how to deal with the next assassination.
A cold glint flashed.
Clang!
The Night Rain Blade blocked the attack.
In a flash of lightning, Shen Ye, using the force of the opponent’s attack, crashed through the window, landing outside with a “crash”.
Two people in black rushed out of the window, continuing the pursuit.
“Help! Help me!”
Shen Ye shouted at the top of his lungs, turned, and ran.
—The assassins actually reappeared suddenly!
And they appeared right behind him!
This test was too cunning!
The power of truth on the Night Rain Blade was completely suppressed.
Shen Ye only used the most basic blocking moves, not attacking at all, and even used the opponent’s force to retreat.
The commotion grew louder and louder.
The remaining professionals rushed out.
“Stop!”
“Surround them!”
“How dare you injure someone here, seize them!”
Everyone shouted.
The two assassins looked at each other, then at Shen Ye.
He had already scurried up a large tree, ready to escape to another tree at any moment.
“Kid, don’t you dare fight us head-on?”
One of the assassins asked coldly.
Shen Ye hugged the big tree, overlooking the two below, and shouted:
“I’m a well-behaved citizen, my dream is to hold a concert! Who wants to fight you to the death!”
The two assassins had no time to argue with him and turned to escape over the wall.
They fought their way, finally jumping over the wall, and disappeared into the depths of the night under the pursuit of the crowd.
Shen Ye squatted on the tree, meticulously replaying the recent battle in his mind.
Good.
—He hadn’t shown how powerful he was, so he probably wouldn’t get the “Blood Seed” term.
“It should be three times,” Su Rong suddenly said.
“Three times?” Shen Ye asked.
“I just deduced that the assassination’s testing mechanism should have three stages in total,” Su Rong replied.
“Meaning there’s one more to go.”
“Yes, next time, running and shouting won’t work. You’ll need to think of a new method.”
“That’s too simple.”
Shen Ye slid down the tree trunk, standing before his worried mother.
“Mom.”
“What?”
“I want to play basketball—no, do we still have money at home?”
“What are you doing?”
Shen Ye smiled mysteriously and said, “As a boy, I need to protect myself well.”
Half an hour later.
The Public Order Bureau.
Father Shen was reporting the situation to several high-ranking officials of the Public Order Bureau.
Suddenly, someone pushed the door open:
“Old Shen, your home has been attacked again. There were two assailants, and we are currently pursuing them.”
“My family—” Father Shen quickly interjected:
“Don’t worry, your family is safe and sound, and they’ve adopted new measures.”
The person took out their phone, opened the screen, and adjusted it to an interface.
Shen Ye was seen practicing swordsmanship in the backyard.
Everyone watched, somewhat hesitant.
“Is it a live stream?”
“Yes.”
Everyone looked down and saw a bold caption below the live stream video:
“Shocking! In the dead of night, an innocent young man stabs the backyard with a knife!”
Everyone was speechless.
“What is he doing?” Father Shen roared.
“He said that if anyone comes to assassinate him, watching the live stream will let people know he is in danger, and he asks them to save his life.”
“…” Father Shen.
At the same time.
Shen Residence.
Backyard.
In front of Shen Ye was a row of phones, filming his every move in 360 degrees.
Swish—
He swung his sword with extreme grace, yet in his heart, he silently asked:
“Su Rong, which direction do you think the assassin will attack from this time?”
“How would I know? You’re too shameless,” Su Rong said.
“When it comes to saving one’s life, how can it be considered shameless?” Shen Ye was unconcerned.
Suddenly—
He felt something and looked towards the void.
Lines of faint glowing text appeared in the void:
“The third assassination cannot be launched.”
“Congratulations.”
“According to intelligence, the inspection targeting you has ended.”
“You have been assigned the corresponding evaluation term (tag):”
“Blood Waste.”
“Exclusive term.”
“Description: Your life can only proceed step by step, and only when someone demands something of you can you choose to temporarily deviate from your original life, but you will quickly return to your original life trajectory.”
“—If you actively deviate from your life trajectory, you will be immediately erased!”
“—The lowest tier of all tags, a solidified lowest class.”
“—A life commanded.”
Not Blood Seed!
It’s Blood Waste!
Shen Ye let out a huge sigh of relief.
Waste is waste.
The lower class is fine too.
—I was afraid I wouldn’t be废enough and would be noticed by enemies!
In short.
The inspection targeting him was over.
He could relax!
“Did my reminder backfire?” Su Rong said with some guilt, “‘Blood Waste’ is too restrictive for you. You can’t do anything.”
Shen Ye, while swinging his long sword, transmitted his voice:
“Don’t worry.”
“As long as someone orders me, I can choose to temporarily follow their demands.”
His tone even had a hint of smugness.
Su Rong almost thought she misheard.
“You’ll stay in this world, living a life of strict adherence to rules, unless you obey someone else’s command—even then, it can only be a temporary change, and you’ll quickly revert to your original life trajectory.”
“Shen Ye, are you clear on this point?”
She asked.
“Of course, I am,” Shen Ye said, crossing his arms.
“If the restrictions are only to this extent, then they hardly limit our exploration at all.”
“You… are you joking?” Su Rong said.
Shen Ye simply stopped swinging his sword and walked to the phone stand, starting to check the audience comments:
“He’s young, and his swordsmanship looks pretty good!”
“His swordsmanship is just average.”
“I don’t think it’s average.”
“It’s decent.”
“It’s truly average, don’t be fooled.”
The comments were varied and countless.
Shen Ye watched for a while, and his gaze suddenly fell on one particular comment:
“If you’re really capable, do a backflip with thirty-two consecutive slashes. If you can do it, brother, I’ll reward you. If you can’t even do that… then you’re a fraud.”
—This is it!
Shen Ye clasped his hands towards the camera, saying:
“A backflip with thirty-two consecutive slashes is a challenge for me.”
“But for the sake of my brothers, I’ve decided to try.”
“Watch closely!”
He lightly leaped up, flipped in the air, rapidly drawing his sword for consecutive slashes, each faster than the last, completing exactly thirty-two slashes before landing.
He naturally showed a look of joy towards the camera, saying:
“I did it! I can’t believe I actually did it!”
“Thank you all for your support.”
“Oh wow, thank you to ‘Pretty Girl Crusader’ for the rocket! You’re too generous, old friend!”
“Thank you to ‘Small Endurances Lead to Big Rewards’ for the sports car!”
“Family, you’re all amazing!”
Shen Ye scrolled through the backend.
The account balance showed several hundred star jades.
Su Rong’s numb voice echoed in his mind:
“Why did you immediately start making money?”
“Poor family,” Shen Ye said.
It seems the “Blood Waste” rules are like this—
—If he doesn’t follow others’ demands and commands, he must live an ordinary life step by step.
Once he chooses to obey a command, he must execute it.
“Blood Seed” is completely free, able to do anything, with the world backing them up, seemingly afraid they won’t grow.
Shen Ye tried live streaming interactive content for almost an hour before ending it.
By then, it was late at night.
Many professionals were still standing in the courtyard.
Shen Ye, however, ignored them. After saying a word to Zhao Xiaoshang, he turned and returned to his room.
He threw himself onto the bed, took off his clothes, and pulled up the covers.
—Time for a good rest!
“Don’t sleep.”
A female voice spoke.
“Of course I wasn’t planning to sleep. After all, I don’t know if anything else will happen, so I have to wait until the dust settles,” Shen Ye said.
Wait.
This wasn’t Su Rong’s voice, this was—
A graceful figure quietly appeared in front of Shen Ye.
Song Yinchen!
Shen Ye’s face lit up, and he quickly asked:
“Why are you here?”
“I came to see Brother Shen Ye, and to say goodbye,” Song Yinchen said faintly.
Say goodbye?
Shen Ye paused, about to speak, but then closed his mouth.
He noticed a blood-red term hovering above Song Yinchen’s head:
“Blood Saint.”
Blood Saint…
“What’s with this term?” Shen Ye asked in a deep voice.
“I wasn’t as cautious as Brother Shen Ye. I started a big slaughter as soon as I came out and got this term,” Song Yinchen said.
“What’s the effect?” Shen Ye asked.
“I must continuously improve my strength and complete various missions. If a mission fails or my strength isn’t sufficient, I will be eaten,” Song Yinchen said.
“Wait—are you saying goodbye to me because there’s a mission you can’t complete?” Shen Ye asked.
“My latest mission is to find other ultimate creations,” Song Yinchen replied.
“If you can’t find one, you’ll be eaten?”
“Yes.”
Song Yinchen suddenly took two steps forward and gently hugged Shen Ye.
“Now I’m going to die.”
“I tried to resist, but I couldn’t even move. I have no idea how to find other ultimate creations… Before I die, I wanted to see Brother Shen Ye one last time.”
Shen Ye was silent for a few breaths.
This won’t do.
Not only Song Yinchen, but others probably also had corresponding tagged terms.
What to do?
Shen Ye’s mind raced, then he suddenly hugged Song Yinchen tightly and said:
“Activate.”
As soon as the words left his lips.
In his real-time strategy base, the Mining Factory and the Truth Cannon emitted “creaking” sounds, beginning to restructure.
Faint glowing text appeared as well:
“You have changed the target of the real-time strategy.”
“The target has been updated to ‘Parasitic Empress’.”
“Your mine, Building Mining Factory, and Truth Cannon are converting, and will be adjusted to new targeted powers.”
“Please wait.”
“The real-time strategy base will implement your will, and will inevitably generate various buildings to fully eliminate the Parasitic Empress!”
All the small words flashed and disappeared.
Alright.
He would probably need to develop the base before he could deal with that Empress.
But before that—
He had to save Song Yinchen first.
Shen Ye said, “Yinchen, command me.”
“Command? Ah, like this?” Song Yinchen’s face suddenly flushed, perhaps remembering something.
“Yes, command me to complete your mission for you—I’m a Blood Waste now, so someone else has to give me commands before I can act,” Shen Ye said.
“So that’s how it is!” Song Yinchen suddenly realized.
“Yes, come on,” Shen Ye said.
“Kiss me.” Song Yinchen tilted her head back, her face red.
“Not that,” Shen Ye said, rubbing his forehead, “your mission, let me complete your mission.”
“Ah? Can you do that?”
“Of course.”
“…Alright, Shen Ye, I command you to help me find an ultimate creation.”
Shen Ye’s heart stirred.
“Blood Waste” activated!
“Door,” he murmured.
The Gate of Heaven immediately opened.
On the other side was the White Night Demonic Cage.
—Because the White Night Spirit King was on that Chaotic Ship, the White Night Demonic Cage should be relatively safe.
“This is… another ultimate creation?” Song Yinchen asked.
“Go,” Shen Ye smiled, “but be careful, you’ve only completed the mission of ‘finding an ultimate creation’. I’ll close the door, and you shouldn’t come back for now—”
“If you don’t come back, and are so far away, it probably won’t be able to control you to give you new missions for a while.”
“Why?” Song Yinchen asked.
“Because it’s still sleeping,” Shen Ye said.
It was indeed sleeping.
But it could also wake up at any time.
So he had to hurry and find a way to deal with this ultimate creation called the “Parasitic Empress”.
There was no need to tell Song Yinchen about this.
She hadn’t reached the truth level yet.
Telling her would only add to her worries.
Song Yinchen listened carefully to Shen Ye, then let out a long sigh of relief, muttering softly:
“I don’t have to die… that’s really good…”
She tiptoed, her small lips lightly touched Shen Ye’s neck, then immediately unleashed her movement technique, rushing through the door with lightning speed.
She closed the door behind her.
Then she desperately rushed forward, as if a man-eating demon was chasing her.
After a good seven or eight breaths.
She dared to look back.
Finally out of Shen Ye’s sight, and no need to say anything more to him.
Hoo—
Song Yinchen let out a huge sigh of relief.
In short, I kissed him!
Now you can’t see me or say anything to me!
What can you do to me?
Her lips curved slightly, her hands spread, and waves of fluctuations emanated from her body.
She had already seen it while running.
This creation was desolate and barren.
It seemed to be dead.
Since that was the case, her safety was assured.
So there was only one thing she needed to do—
Immediately improve her strength!
It was too embarrassing, being suppressed by a monster and forced to complete all sorts of extremely difficult missions!
Simply a disgrace!
“Ah——————”
Song Yinchen unleashed her full resonance, released her soul power, and began to try to enhance her strength.
At a certain moment.
In a fleeting instant she hadn’t yet noticed—
A faint glow quietly appeared above her head, forming a small crown of light.
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