Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 119

The guy who skips out on his restaurant bills?

Shen Ye was speechless for a while.

Peiqi is a hero to humanity!

Why would he need to skip out on bills? Shouldn’t he be “welcomed with open arms and fed”?

The white attribute…

It was still pretty accurate, after all, he hadn’t done anything.

So, should he devour it for attribute points?

Shen Ye hesitated, but ultimately decided to keep the attribute for now.

After all, he only had two attributes: “The boy who survived a great disaster” and “The Little Match Girl.”

The more the merrier.

Who knows when it might come in handy.

Just then, his pocket vibrated gently.

The card showed that someone wanted to add him as a friend.

Jialan Academy.

A girl named Yun Ni.

No!

Shen Ye directly refused and put the card away.

—Lately, more people have been adding him, from various schools.

This was due to appearing a few times consecutively, coupled with the mysterious halo of being the heir of the Hun Tian Sect, which raised his profile.

But these were all fleeting.

He faced a duel in a few days.

Closer still, was the matter of the Song sisters.

In any case, the most urgent and important thing right now was—

Shen Ye closed his eyes and began to comprehend the heavy inheritance of Feishe.

In a moment.

He suddenly stood up, pacing agitatedly, muttering:

“Damn it…”

The inheritance of Feishe was already obtained.

But this Feishe skill seemed a little different from its literal meaning.

It didn’t refer to the “flying shot” of an arrow.

It referred to “flying” and “shooting.”

First, you had to be able to fly!

All the inherited knowledge, techniques, and combat scenes in his mind were based on flight!

But!

But!

—But the inheritance didn’t teach how to fly!!!

Damn it!

Did everyone in ancient times know how to fly?

Recalling carefully, in the battle scene just now, the man suspected to be Hou Yi also flew into the sky to shoot down the sun.

He could fly.

His wife could fly even better.

—They both flew to the moon.

I can’t!

Shen Ye paced back and forth in the courtyard, unable to think of anything, so he took out his cards.

“Xiao Mengyu, I have a question for you.”

“Speak.” The person on the other end was clearly busy, as the sound of swords clashing continuously could be heard.

“How can a person fly?”

“Fifth realm of the Dharma.”

“Only at the fifth realm of the Dharma?”

“Fourth realm of the Dharma, if you can awaken a flying spirit art, the spirit art can also carry you; or if you have a flying talent.”

“…Understood.”

The communication ended.

Shen Ye’s head buzzed, and he suddenly asked, “Big Skeleton, do you have any flying techniques in your world?”

“Yes,” Big Skeleton said.

“Is it easy to learn?”

“Every race has flying techniques, but they all require reaching the fourth realm of the Dharma to learn.”

“No other way?”

“The Elf Grand Priest and the human royal family treasure a flying technique that only requires 20 spiritual power to learn, specifically for distinguished individuals to learn to fly early, but it is rarely taught to outsiders.”

20 points.

Among his basic attributes, his spiritual power was 12.2, plus his free attribute points—

Just enough!

“No, I have to go find Prince Norton,” Shen Ye said.

He stepped across the door and entered the nightmare world again.

Leaving the secret passage.

He followed the two soldiers all the way to the military camp.

The soldiers went to report.

Soon, someone came out and said that the prince asked him to meet him immediately.

He entered the military camp and lifted the tent.

He saw the prince sitting at his desk, diligently working and writing.

“Your Highness!”

“Hmm, Peiqi, you’ve finally appeared again.”

“Your Highness, save me!”

“Ah? Did you encounter undead forces while scouting?” The prince finally looked up.

“No, Your Highness, save me!”

“Who bullied you?” The prince frowned.

“Your Highness, I’ve contracted a disease!”

“What disease? Tell me quickly!” The prince stood up and asked.

“This disease is called ‘I will die if I don’t learn the flying technique of the human royal family.’ Please, Your Highness, save me!”

Prince Norton’s eyelids twitched, and he slowly sat back down.

This child’s brain must have hit a tree, been smashed by a pig, picked up by a crow, eaten, and then pooped out during development.

“Do you think I’d believe there’s such a disease in the world? Do you know the consequences of deceiving me?”

The prince gave a shout.

If anyone else heard this, they might be scared into kneeling on the ground, but Shen Ye was not afraid of being beheaded and continued to shamelessly beg:

“I’ve acquired a new inheritance that requires me to be able to fly to use it. Please, Your Highness, teach me the flying technique, and I will repay you in the future!”

The truth.

Prince Norton raised an eyebrow in surprise, and mused, “But this flying technique is a secret of our royal family, usually not taught to outsiders. What reason do I have to teach it to you?”

“I’m handsome!” Shen Ye pointed to his face.

“Get out! If you talk nonsense again, I’ll have you thrown out! Our flying technique is only passed on to those loyal to the Empire. What are you?!” Prince Norton cursed.

“I am utterly loyal to the Empire!” Shen Ye lifted his clothes, revealing several large characters on his back.

Prince Norton looked closely and saw the four large characters “Loyal to the Emperor, Love the Country.”

He reached out and rubbed Shen Ye’s back, unable to help but ask:

“Not a tattoo? Why does it feel like all bone fragments when I touch it?”

“I asked Fulin to write it for me. He only has bones, so that’s how it is,” Shen Ye spread his hands.

Prince Norton was both amused and exasperated.

—This guy is utterly shameless.

It is true that you have earned the title of “Saint” and are called Saint Peiqi, and you once saved me and rendered great service—

But my most precious pendant was pilfered by you.

Now, with empty words, you want the royal flying technique?

“Your Highness, please just give it to me,” Shen Ye pleaded.

“Daydreaming!” Prince Norton snorted.

“…What an idiot.” Shen Ye whispered.

“What did you say?”

“Ah… nothing!”

“How about this, I’ll give you two choices,” Prince Norton mused.

“Please tell me.”

“Either find the traitor among my ranks—you must infiltrate the undead kingdom and uncover this matter.”

“And the second choice?”

“Go study at the Imperial Military Academy! It’s time for you to learn something instead of wasting time on the battlefield.”

On the other side.

Jialan Academy.

A girl sat blankly on the stairs, her expression somewhat confused.

It was fine if Shen Ye didn’t add her.

At most, their date would be slightly postponed for a while.

What was more important and more worth being vigilant about was—

“No…”

The girl fell into deep thought.

“Why is it that when the clone fought those people, none of the summoned creatures returned to the magic prison and instead died here?”

“Could it be that the strong ones in this world are truly so powerful that they cannot return?”

She was a little puzzled and a little wary.

Suddenly.

Her aura changed, and she looked towards the railing at the corner of the stairs.

On the railing was a small ghost carved from wood.

The small ghost slowly raised its head and looked at the girl:

“Hehehe, another fool has entered this world… Let me see, wow, it’s a god with complete power.”

“Who are you? Humans can’t see through my identity, how did you?” the girl asked calmly.

“I can’t see through you—it’s just that everyone has been watching your battle, staring intently, until now they confirmed you were here,” the imp said with a grin.

“What do you want with me?” the girl asked.

“The same as you, hehe,” the imp said.

“Hmph, this world is strange… but it will be mine sooner or later, so don’t be delusional,” the girl’s tone carried a hint of warning.

“But we can cooperate—don’t you want to get out? As long as we cooperate, we’ll definitely all get out!” the imp said.

“That’s possible, but what right do you have to cooperate with me?” the girl asked indifferently.

“Some humans are on our side,” the imp said.

“Don’t humans want to protect this world, but rather destroy themselves?” the girl asked.

“You should know better than us that humans are complex,” the imp said.

The girl fell silent.

“With the help of humans, we can corrupt their Dharma realms, and perhaps one day we can break the seal of this world—if you are willing to join, follow the rabbit later,” the imp said.

The girl frowned, and just as she was about to speak, she suddenly closed her mouth.

The imp statue also returned to its original posture, motionless.

Footsteps sounded.

Several girls rushed over, jogging.

“Yun Ni, a few teachers said they want to give you a reward, and asked you to come over later.”

The girl’s gaze subtly shifted, her eyes showing no ripples, but her voice gained a hint of childishness as she asked in a surprised tone:

“Ah? A reward? Why?”

The girls chattered:

“You’re really confused, you were the one who stepped up and saved everyone when the curse erupted.”

“I think the proctor broke out in a cold sweat.”

“Thank you, Sister Yun, you saved me too back then.”

“In short, everyone should thank Sister Yun.”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice blended into the lively chatter:

“Yun Ni, come here, I’ll introduce you to some senior sisters. They’re all very kind people.”

The girl looked towards the voice.

A gentle and quiet girl stood in the passage at the bottom of the stairs.

“Who are you, to tell Sister Yun to ‘come here’?”

“Don’t you have any manners?”

“Exactly, don’t you have any upbringing? Don’t you know to use ‘please’ when calling someone?”

The girls chattered.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in the girl’s eyes, but she immediately stood up.

She saw that the other party was wearing a rabbit hair clip, which was flickering with a faint light.

Under the puzzled gazes of the girls, she walked down the steps one by one and came before the other party.

“What kind of senior sisters are they?”

Yun Ni asked with a smile.

“Song Qingyun is our leader,” the girl said indifferently. “She has done some research on this world and knows how to choose professions. She wants to share this information with you—I guarantee you’ll like it.”

“Oh? Then thank you, please lead the way,” Yun Ni said.