Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 70

“How could this be? They stole your ‘Ignition Candle’ before the test even started?”

Xiao Mengyu’s furious voice rang out.

No one responded.

The entire banquet hall seemed to have turned into a pantomime.

Xiao Mengyu drew her long sword and shouted:

“Who is it? If you have the guts, stand up!”

Still no one responded.

She swung her sword around, but there was no target for it to strike.

It was like a deal made under the table.

Everything was predetermined.

Xiao Mengyu’s heart was filled with inexplicable grief and indignation, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

A wild laugh rang out.

“Hahahaha, I told you, he’ll die a miserable death, and you won’t even have a chance to resist in front of us!”

The white-shirted youth’s expression was smug, his face like a fiend.

He met Xiao Mengyu’s gaze, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Shen Ye from a distance, saying playfully:

“Soon he will leave this world silently in the darkness.”

“I guess that will be during the exam.”

“Look at him, he’s so scared he can’t even speak.”

“Perhaps—”

“He can kneel down and beg for our forgiveness?”

He suddenly rushed into the crowd, grabbed a commoner examinee, and punched him away.

“Look!”

The white-shirted youth, like a fiend, laughed wildly:

“You guys, you have no insight, no martial skills, and you don’t know any important people—I’ve seen many like you, so tough at first, but in the end, don’t you all kneel before me?”

“Shen Ye, your fate is no different!”

Xiao Mengyu could no longer hold back. A wave of murderous intent surged through her, and she reached for the long sword at her waist.

Suddenly.

A hand pulled her back.

Shen Ye.

“Let me do it,” Xiao Mengyu said in a low voice.

“No,” Shen Ye shook his head slightly, “Don’t get agitated, this situation was expected.”

His voice was steady, strong, and filled with a trustworthy calm.

That warm yet firm finger quickly traced two words on her palm.

Xiao Mengyu immediately calmed down.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Shen Ye’s gaze was somewhat unfocused.

For some reason, he recalled the scene of battle in the Maple Grove Hotel.

At that final moment, they had clearly died, yet they were still blessing him, the one who remained alive.

“Thank you…”

“If possible, please avenge us, but first, you must live.”

“You must live a long life, without illness or disaster.”

“We hope you gain even greater power and take down the manipulator behind the scenes.”

“We will bless you from hell.”

“You must live well.”

“…”

Those innocent souls were all thanking him and blessing him.

Shen Ye was silent for a moment, then his gaze refocused, searching through the crowd.

He saw the ordinary examinee who had been punched away.

He saw Guo Yunye, bruised and swollen.

He saw Zhang Xiaoyi.

And more young people, dressed plainly, with expressions of sadness, unease, or indignation.

In the crowd.

Guo Yunye suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiaoyi’s arm and whispered:

“Shen Ye is looking at me.”

“He’s looking at us—he seems to have something to say,” Zhang Xiaoyi’s voice was steady.

“Now is not the time to speak,” Guo Yunye said, both worried and anxious, “If he confronts them now, those noble family scions won’t let him off.”

“He has no choice,” Zhang Xiaoyi said sadly.

Guo Yunye was stunned.

Zhang Xiaoyi’s mind was sharper than his own.

So his judgment should be correct.

But—

These people were going too far.

Couldn’t they pretend to be stupid? Couldn’t they just tolerate it?

What should they do then?

Guo Yunye’s head buzzed. He felt that if it were him, he would be completely at a loss.

Suddenly.

Shen Ye’s voice, carrying far, echoed through the entire silent banquet hall.

His voice was loud, firm, and strong, spoken quite slowly, but with a certain determination:

“A gentleman knows his destiny without fear, steadfastly upholds his will, and continues to act without ceasing.”

A profound silence.

People listened to this sentence, lost in thought.

The common examinees looked at each other.

—They had never heard such words before.

Who said this?

Where did it come from?

But some had already raised their heads.

Zhang Xiaoyi let out a breath, cursed under his breath, and the gloom in his eyes vanished, replaced by an awakened fierceness and courage.

Guo Yunye didn’t quite understand, repeating the sentence softly in his mouth, feeling something erupting in his heart.

In this silence—

Shen Ye stepped onto a chair, then onto a table, his posture as rigid and sharp as a nail hammered into a wall.

He looked at the myriad examinees in the banquet hall and raised the playing card high in his hand.

The words on the card were displayed for everyone to see.

“Students.”

Shen Ye continued calmly:

“Tens of thousands of people died before, leaving this world silently and without a trace.”

“But no one was punished.”

“Next, I am the one who will be killed in the exam.”

“I apologize for showing you the truth about the powerful families in advance.”

“But I guess this will be good for you.”

“Now you know that there are people in this world who, when they look at others, do not think about how to make friends, or how to get along with each other harmoniously, or even appreciate others’ merits—”

“They think about how to enslave others, kill others, and seize everything from them.”

“—These are the people who are about to kill me.”

“Fortunately, tonight I am the only one facing such a situation.”

“You will be employed by major organizations in the future, not under the control of powerful families. You have great prospects and can do what you want.”

“But fortunately, you saw everything today, you saw the truth.”

“I hope you will remember today, remember what I said before the exam—”

“I declare that I will never commit suicide.”

“If I still die in the end, you don’t need to mourn me.”

“Each and every one of you is me.”

He looked around and said softly:

“Our name is the people.”

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the table and returned to Qian Rushan and Xiao Mengyu.

The banquet hall fell into silence.

These words seemed somewhat out of place with the decorum of the banquet and the examinees, clashing with everything and carrying a touch of awkwardness.

But it was precisely this incongruity and awkwardness that made it unforgettable.

The noble family scions still looked disdainful, exchanging glances, as if watching a play.

However.

The other examinees fell into deep thought.

Some lowered their heads, some raised them, some closed their eyes, and some gently stroked the playing cards in their hands.

Which examinee who made it this far was mediocre?

—They just weren’t born into a powerful family!

The crowd was silent.

But it was as if some invisible power had erupted among the people.

Those common students from various institutions had experienced repeated bullying since they arrived at Cloud Mountain Port.

And today, they watched this shocking event unfold in the banquet hall.

This day would certainly not pass so easily.

Something, surely, had planted a seed in their hearts.

Perhaps it would never sprout.

Perhaps one day—

When they were fully fledged, with their own power and influence.

When they made certain choices, they would recall this day, recall that there was such a person, and what insane things that person had done.

The future is for the future.

The big shots who had been watching the show at the banquet finally changed their expressions.

“This is not good… I didn’t expect this.”

An old man in a tailcoat sighed.

“Who wouldn’t say that? It was just a small appetizer, but it ended up planting such a fire,” another long-haired woman with headphones beside him said.

“It’s too late to salvage it, sigh, it’s too troublesome.”

“Even if this young man is killed, what good will it do? Countless people will remember him.”

“Alas, he actually knows this method.”

“Madam An will be punished when she returns.”

A distant male voice echoed, overriding all the discussions:

“Since the Dharma Eye has been awakened, do not mind these weaklings. You must aim high, not wallow in the mud.”

Shen Ye looked up.

On the other side of the banquet hall, seven or eight young women surrounded a strikingly handsome young man.

The young man sat calmly on the sofa, his expression indifferent, as if unaware of everything around him, merely watching the movement on this side from afar.

Someone couldn’t help but shout:

“Nangong Sirui!”

“It’s him—it’s Nangong Sirui, number one on the ‘Newcomer’ leaderboard, with six-star strength!”

“Legend has it that he also opened the Dharma Eye.”

“No wonder!”

Nangong Sirui raised a glass of drink, toasted Shen Ye from a distance, and smiled:

“Noble families aren’t all as you imagine—”

“I’m curious what kind of Dharma Eye you opened, after all, on the entire new talent list, only you and I opened our eyes.”

Seeing his attitude, Shen Ye didn’t seem to be against him, so he said:

“This is not convenient to discuss here.”

“It’s indeed not convenient to talk about it here,” Nangong Sirui nodded, “The Dharma Eye is flawless, many high school students can’t open it, and even many professionals can’t open it in their lifetime.”

“Let’s talk in detail later.”

After that, he no longer paid attention to the commotion on this side.

Another loud voice, like a booming bell, echoed from afar, suppressing all discussion:

“Hahaha, as expected, our group’s prodigies are the best.”

“Qian Rushan, you did well this time!”

Along with this voice, a man carrying a birdcage walked out from the corner.

He walked to the center of the hall with a smirk and patted Qian Rushan on the shoulder.

Qian Rushan’s face turned red with excitement.

“Shen Ye, this is the group’s CEO, known as ‘Dragon King’ Cang Nanyan, CEO Cang.”

He quickly introduced him.

Shen Ye looked at the man, who was squinting, seemingly in a good mood, his long beard trembling slightly.

—He was constantly smiling.

It seemed that what happened today had pleased him immensely.

Dragon King Cang Nanyan!

This was a legendary figure.

The Dragon King of the Human Martial Arts Group was a well-known figure throughout the world.

He once fought a hundred enemies alone, single-handedly stemming a disaster and saving tens of millions of people in several cities.

“Hello, CEO Cang, I’ve heard much about you.”

Shen Ye greeted him politely.

Cang Nanyan patted him on the shoulder and asked, “Are you confident about the exam? You can’t see now, so there might be a risk to your life.”

“If it’s just that level, I can take them down with my eyes closed,” Shen Ye said.

Cang Nanyan burst into laughter.

“Young man, very spirited!”

“Unfortunately, with the divine artifact watching, I can’t give you twenty mobile battlesuits—you’ll have to take the exam yourself!”

“I will perform well,” Shen Ye said.

“Don’t push too hard—it doesn’t matter if you fail the exam,” Cang Nanyan whispered, “Live! Only living is important, you must come back alive!”

“Okay.” Shen Ye nodded.

Cang Nanyan looked at his confident expression, feeling increasingly satisfied, and couldn’t help but look around, showing a proud expression.

“A 15-year-old Dharma Eye—tsk, you guys don’t stand a chance, hahaha!”

He threw his head back and laughed again.

Clusters of even more magnificent and fervent light descended from the sky, enveloping every examinee.

The next moment.

All examinees disappeared.

The exam officially began!