Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 62

On the other side.

Shen Ye opened the door to Hall No. 9 and saw Xiao Mengyu practicing sword maneuvers.

Every time she swung her long sword, there was a violent hum that vibrated throughout the corridor.

“Close the door.”

Xiao Mengyu said without looking back.

Shen Ye immediately closed the door.

Indeed, the sound of the sword was too terrifying, and it might affect others’ training.

Suddenly.

Xiao Mengyu swung her sword horizontally.

A strong gust of wind swept through the hall, brushing past Shen Ye’s sleeve.

If that sword had really come at him—

He would probably be dead now.

Shen Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Looking at Xiao Mengyu again, she had already taken two steps forward and was wielding her long sword towards the other side.

The sword in her hand cast a shadow several meters long, as if it weighed a thousand pounds, yet she moved with extremely agile footwork, activating her sword technique with subtle strength to maneuver the giant sword shadow, performing various sword moves in the hall.

Shen Ye watched, but a frown appeared on his face.

The opponent’s sword technique was indeed incredibly powerful, but the sword stance was too heavy, and she was struggling too much to use the sword technique, which made it seem like she was desperately struggling.

Strange…

How could I perceive such a feeling?

Shen Ye subconsciously glanced at his personal attributes, only to realize that he had still put all his attribute points into “comprehension.”

Having used attribute points so much, he had formed a habit.

When attacking, he would instinctively allocate them to strength; when dodging, he would pile them into agility; when observing others’ moves, he would throw all of them into comprehension.

At this moment.

His “comprehension” had reached an astonishing 14 points.

That must be why he had this feeling.

A moment later.

Xiao Mengyu sheathed her sword, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” she said to Shen Ye.

“It’s fine.”

Shen Ye looked up at her head.

The blurry line of text still floated above Xiao Mengyu’s head, and no new terms appeared.

Unlike before, now with the Moonlight Reflection pupil technique, Shen Ye could see an additional hint:

“As a swordswoman whose swordsmanship has broken through fixed boundaries, she is still confused about her own path.”

“Only when she finds her own path can she obtain terms recognized by the Dharma Realm.”

Recognized by the Dharma Realm?

Wait a minute…

Could it be that the power of the terms comes from the Dharma Realm?

What the hell is the Dharma Realm?

Shen Ye fell into a new confusion.

“I found something out.”

Xiao Mengyu said.

“What is it?” Shen Ye snapped back to reality and asked.

“The ‘Skinner’ used to be a high-ranking member of the Archaeology Association. He retired because he caused an accident during a very important archaeological activity,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“An accident?”

“Yes, it was a sealed altar. According to many documents, something from outside the world should have been sealed there. Unfortunately, during that archaeological excavation, the seal was accidentally broken, causing considerable casualties, so the entire operation was abandoned.”

“I see… so he became a killer?”

“He was away from home for many years, his wife divorced him, and he only had one daughter who was bullied… He used strange powers to take revenge, then disappeared, only to reappear as a killer.”

“That’s all I found. Most of his past is blank and extremely difficult to trace.”

Shen Ye pondered:

“The only thing we can investigate is what that sealed object is.”

Xiao Mengyu nodded and said, “That’s right, but this matter is of a very high level and quite dangerous. With our identities, we can’t access the files.”

“Then there’s nothing we can do…”

“For now, that’s all we can do. Let’s practice punching first. I want to see your progress.”

“Oh, I learned a set of Northeastern boxing. Let me show you, and you can give me some pointers.”

Shen Ye began to practice punching.

Xiao Mengyu watched and gave him some pertinent advice.

Time slowly passed.

Ring, ring, ring!

Xiao Mengyu’s phone suddenly rang.

She answered the call, walked aside, and whispered, “Auntie…”

The call lasted a while, then hung up.

Xiao Mengyu’s mood suddenly dropped.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Ye asked.

“My family called me back, saying that the uncle from that family is coming to propose marriage,” Xiao Mengyu sighed.

“Where are your parents?”

“After my brother died, my father became furious and fainted in the hospital, and he hasn’t woken up since. My mother died early, and my father probably felt he had let her down,” Xiao Mengyu said calmly.

“Weren’t you planning to drag it out for a while longer?” Shen Ye said.

“All the excuses are used up. If I drag it out any longer, I’ll be targeted by those people in the family,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“You’re avenging your brother… it was those aristocratic young masters who were in the wrong, and now they still want you to marry into their family before they’ll give up?” Shen Ye sighed.

“Everyone in the family is afraid of provoking those great aristocratic families, and my father is in a coma, so they must push me out to feel at ease,” Xiao Mengyu said.

Shen Ye showed a hesitant expression.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Mengyu asked.

Shen Ye didn’t speak.

Such a beautiful girl, could he ask her out?

What would she think?

Would she refuse?

—We’ve already shared life and death experiences, what the hell is there to be afraid of!

Shen Ye gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

“Hello?”

“What is it? I’m busy preparing for the evening’s event,” Qian Rushan’s voice came through.

It was very noisy on his end, with many people walking around and talking.

“Can I bring a female companion?” Shen Ye asked.

“Is such a simple thing worth asking about? If you want to bring one, just bring one,” Qian Rushan seemed to smile, saying in a very natural tone.

“Ah, okay.” Shen Ye numbly hung up the phone and looked at Xiao Mengyu.

Xiao Mengyu stared at him with wide eyes.

She had just thought he was scared, and now it seemed he was indeed scared.

It was just that what he was scared of was not what she had imagined.

“Xiao, Xiao Mengyu, if you don’t mind, I invite you to dinner with me,” Shen Ye stammered a little.

“Aren’t you afraid of offending that powerful family that wants to marry me?” Xiao Mengyu asked calmly.

“Afraid of what, damn it?” When it came to aristocratic families, Shen Ye’s courage grew.

“Not just that big family, but those aunts and uncles in my family will also hate you, and they’ll try to deal with you,” Xiao Mengyu stared at him and continued.

“Anyone who encourages others to jump into a fire pit deserves to die,” Shen Ye said.

Xiao Mengyu smiled brightly and looked up at him.

Only now did she realize that he was quite tall and well-proportioned. Although he was somewhat handsome, he didn’t even bother to comb his hair; too many strands were sticking out.

—Instead, it gave him a sense of uninhibitedness.

He had beautiful double eyelids, but his eyes were too sharp, like knife blades, lacking some approachability, with a stiff expression that seemed to say “don’t come near.”

But when he spoke, he was warm.

Xiao Mengyu’s eyes sparkled as she looked at him, pursing her lips.

“Where are we going? What are we eating?”

When it came to being invited to dinner, she seemed to have more experience than fighting with a sword.

—Even more calm and composed.

Shen Ye scratched his head, feeling a sudden blankness in his mind:

“Old Qian didn’t say the location—let’s just go together, okay?”

Xiao Mengyu glared at him and said, “You don’t even know the place, and you dare to invite a girl?”

“I’m very sincere,” Shen Ye shrugged, “Your family isn’t very interesting to stay with. Why don’t you join the Human Martial Arts Group with me? I’ll have Old Qian be the introducer and personally invite you to join.”

This was the real business.

As long as she joined the Human Martial Arts Group, she would be free from her family and no longer constrained by those family members.

However, this would also sever her family ties and all her escape routes.

“Let me think,” Xiao Mengyu pursed her lips.

Her phone rang again.

Xiao Mengyu frowned, and a hint of pain flashed in her eyes.

“Ignore the phone.”

Shen Ye said gently.

Xiao Mengyu shook her head, took out her phone, and saw a message.

Her expression suddenly became serious, and she gently tapped it.

The message opened.

There were only a few words:

“Go east.”

Xiao Mengyu was stunned, then suddenly came alive.

“Don’t move from here, I’ll be back in a moment,” she instructed Shen Ye.

Shen Ye raised an eyebrow.

What?

Are you going to treat me like a son too?

“What is it? I’ll go with you,” he said.

“No need, someone from my family is coming to see me—someone who cares about me. I’ll just go and meet them and come right back,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“Alright then,” Shen Ye said helplessly.

Xiao Mengyu left the hall and went to the eastern entrance.

There was no one there.

She didn’t say much or look left and right, just stood still on the steps outside the door.

A hundred miles away.

On the airship.

The Old Man was sitting on a recliner with his legs crossed, placing his drink on a nearby table, shaking his head and saying:

“From afar, she shines like the rising sun in the morning glow; when approached, she glows like a lotus blossoming from clear water.”

“Granddaughter, after much thought, I still want to support you.”

“Otherwise, what if someone looks down on you?”

He stretched out his hand and gently formed a magic seal.

Whoosh!

A streak of fire shot up from beside him, soaring through the air.

The fire pierced the sky and landed directly on the steps of the east gate entrance of the stadium in Yunshan Port, hovering between Xiao Mengyu’s eyebrows.

Xiao Mengyu’s expression was solemn, her eyes slightly closed.

In an instant.

Endless secret sword techniques appeared in her mind.

“Thank you, Grandpa, for giving me the Luoshen Sword Technique.”

She whispered.

The fire manifested as a sword, flashed briefly before her, and then instantly cut through the sky again, departing.

The gloom on Xiao Mengyu’s face vanished.

She turned around, walked back into the hall, looked at Shen Ye, who was practicing boxing, and called out.

Shen Ye stopped and turned to look at her.

“Boy, did you invite me to the dinner party?” Xiao Mengyu sized him up.

“Yes, yes, it’s some kind of dinner party, let’s go together, okay?” Shen Ye was not afraid of her gaze, but his tongue was a bit tied.

Xiao Mengyu suddenly laughed.

She covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably, her shoulders trembling slightly, her eyes fixed on Shen Ye, as if she were looking at a large salmon.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Ye scratched his hair, asking inexplicably, “Is there something wrong with me?”

“You’re such an idiot, Shen Ye.”

“Huh? Why am I an idiot?”

“Everyone who takes the exam has to attend the dinner party. After the card evaluation is complete, they’ll be teleported to the examination hall—you know I’m taking the high school exam this year,” Xiao Mengyu said.

Shen Ye froze.

Ah.

Yes.

Actually, even without his invitation, Xiao Mengyu would still attend.

All students taking the exam had to attend.

How could he be so stupid!

He wanted to help her, but he was too nervous…

—He had never dated a girl this cool and beautiful in two lifetimes, so he was a little stage-struck.

Tsk.

That’s not like me.

“Let’s go,” Xiao Mengyu smiled at him. “We’ll go together.”