Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 74

“It’s willing to help us.”

Xiao Mengyu was a little excited.

“That’s great, doesn’t that mean we’ve already passed this stage?” Shen Ye said.

The great sword suddenly swished across, pointing its tip at Xiao Mengyu’s brow.

Xiao Mengyu was startled, as if she understood something, and slowly closed her eyes.

At this moment, there was silence.

Shen Ye subconsciously picked up the playing card and looked at it.

It read:

“You have gained the recognition of the Sword Spirit, and it is determined to help your team in the Tide of Lament. For this, it has passed on an ancient sword art to Xiao Mengyu.”

—And there’s such a good thing!

The great sword moved slightly, no longer pointing at Xiao Mengyu, but at Shen Ye with its tip.

A new line of small text quickly appeared on the playing card:

“You are a member of the team, and you also contributed to finding the great sword, and your resonance is not low. The Sword Spirit also wants to thank you.”

“Me? Ah, I don’t know swordplay, but look—”

Shen Ye reacted quickly, immediately took out the Nightfall Dagger, and said quickly:

“This is my sword.”

“Assassin’s dedicated.”

“It has the characteristics of sharpness (advanced), penetration (advanced), and bleeding (advanced).”

“But I don’t know how to use it!”

“Please, I don’t ask for much, just teach me how to use it!”

The great sword hesitated for a moment, flew to a tree nearby, and quickly wrote a few words:

“How do you want to use it?”

Shen Ye was stunned.

The enchanting appearance of Zhao Yibing quietly appeared in his mind.

He couldn’t beat her at all.

But in this examination, he had gained the “meat” buff, so—

“I need a sword art that can kill with one blow—I don’t need to learn anything else, I’ll only learn this.”

The great sword circled him a few times, as if observing him.

After a few breaths, it flew back to the tree and quickly wrote a few words:

“Such a move is extremely powerful, and at your current level, executing this move will make you unable to care for your own safety, and you might not survive.”

Shen Ye put his hands together, pleading:

“Coach, I want to play basketball—no, I want to learn this move!”

The great sword swung its tip and pointed at his brow.

Shen Ye also stood still.

Infinite epiphanies emerged in his memory, taking root and sprouting, becoming inherent to him.

That was the ancient method of wielding a sword.

From the most basic techniques of swinging, slashing, chopping, and thrusting, to continuous moves of countless sword shadows, all appeared one by one.

—These were the foundations for executing that move.

Then—

A sword art Shen Ye had never seen before appeared in his memory.

“Taibai (Grand White).”

“Killing technique, finishing move.”

“Description: The art of swordsmanship lies between ‘distance’ and ‘angle’.”

“This move is the finishing move of the Azure Lotus Sword Art. At the cost of abandoning one’s own safety, one desperately searches for the sword angle that can slay the enemy, closes the distance, and delivers a fatal blow.”

“—When you forget yourself, you will grasp the most rustic truth of swordsmanship.”

Shen Ye quietly reviewed all the basic sword techniques in his mind and then mentally rehearsed this move, “Taibai.”

“Thank you, sir. I really needed a sword like this, and now I finally have it.”

He saluted the great sword earnestly.

The great sword tilted slightly, returning the salute.

Xiao Mengyu also opened her eyes.

She made a sword gesture with one hand.

The two swords, Remnants of Snow and Luo River, at her waist shot out of their scabbards, dancing in the air with chilling sword light.

“A more profound and subtle sword manipulation technique—but it consumes too much mental energy.”

She sighed.

“Step up your mental training then,” Shen Ye said.

“Mm.” Xiao Mengyu withdrew her hand gesture, and the two swords immediately flew back into their scabbards.

The next second.

Seven or eight figures suddenly fell from the sky.

Shen Ye looked up and saw it was the white-shirted youth and several other young masters from prominent families.

“Go, kill them!”

The white-shirted youth’s eyes were red, and he roared angrily.

Several people attacked simultaneously—

With a series of loud thuds, they were sent flying by a massive force, scattering in all directions.

“More people who don’t read the cards.”

Xiao Mengyu sighed.

—This stage doesn’t allow fighting among themselves!

Shen Ye’s eyes flickered, and he became completely vigilant.

These scions of great families, each backed by countless resources.

If he and Xiao Mengyu were truly surrounded by them, who knew what would happen.

And Zhao Yibing.

So…

What else could he do now?

His thoughts raced, and he suddenly spoke, “As a team, we have found an existence willing to shelter us.”

“Right,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“But this is the Sword Spirit you found, and I should still have a chance. Perhaps I can find another suitable statue,” Shen Ye said.

“You mean—”

“Two statues might protect us better, gain us better conditions, and prepare for the next stage of the test.”

“Then shall we keep looking?”

“Let’s go!”

Shen Ye jumped onto the ghostfire motorcycle, Xiao Mengyu also got on, and the great sword floated behind their vehicle.

Boom—

The motorcycle sped forward.

…

On the other side.

In the desert area at the edge of the floating island.

A dull-faced boy was arranging corpses.

Zhao Yibing stood nearby, looking up at the depths of the sky.

In her eyes, the endless void reflected countless intricate runes, then they all suddenly disappeared.

“Magic barrier? No, it’s more than that.”

“Ignorant mortals, you have no idea, this place should be…”

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

“Master,” the boy ran back, prostrating at her feet, “the arrangement of the corpses and the sacrifice ritual are ready.”

Zhao Yibing withdrew her gaze, walked among the pile of corpses, and stretched out her slender finger, casually fiddling with the void.

Crimson light quickly connected into threads, falling onto countless corpses, beginning to intertwine and form a huge net.

A net woven from gloomy light trapped all souls within.

Zhao Yibing stood still, allowing the light to merge into her body.

—She was devouring souls.

Traveling through time and space was an extremely difficult task, and she had entered a mortal body. At this moment, she had to eat to recover more power.

“I guess—this kind of exam is very solemn and grand, and has never allowed any mishaps.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Master,” the boy said with his head lowered, “this is the most important mechanism for talent selection in our world, and it has never had any major problems.”

Zhao Yibing listened attentively, and a smile slowly blossomed on her face.

“After staying in your world for a few days, I’ve gradually figured out a secret.”

“This is the ultimate secret of your world, and your level is too low to know anything about it.”

“—Let everything be different.”

“Starting today.”

She clasped her hands together, beginning to release some kind of magic.

The surrounding void vibrated slightly.

It was as if something had already happened, but everything was like an undercurrent in the deep sea, its changes unnoticed by anyone.

…

Shen Ye’s gaze roamed, scanning over one fragmented statue after another.

“Statue of the Animal God;”

“Statue of the Spring Spirit;”

“Statue of the Torrent Spirit;”

“…”

“Hey, what aspect does your resonance manifest in? Maybe I can help you find it,” Xiao Mengyu asked.

“I don’t know either, probably something related to the moon and night,” Shen Ye said.

“What a strange direction…” Xiao Mengyu fell into thought.

“I think so too,” Shen Ye sighed.

Moonlit lineage resonance +20—

But what exactly is “moonlit lineage”?

The scope of “moonlit” is too vast.

Completely elusive.

Beep beep beep!

Two red icons popped up on the dashboard.

—Almost out of gas!

The battery was also nearly dead.

“Hey, Big Skeleton, can you sense any statues nearby?” Shen Ye quietly asked.

“No—I can only sense the dead and the living,” Big Skeleton said.

“Statues are dead,” Shen Ye pointed out a loophole.

“It has to have been alive and then died to be considered dead,” Big Skeleton said helplessly.

There was nothing he could do about that.

“Let’s look for a bit longer!” Shen Ye gritted his teeth.

The ridge was steep, with slopes on both sides, and the path in the middle was only two fingers wide.

The ghostfire motorcycle rushed up the ridge, speeding forward.

Until its power ran out.

The two still had no new discoveries.

The motorcycle slowly rolled down the slope, taking them to an open grassy area.

“It seems we’ll just have to search slowly—or perhaps we can ask the Sword Spirit?”

Xiao Mengyu suggested.

Shen Ye thought the same, stopped the motorcycle, turned back to the great sword hovering behind them, and cupped his fists:

“Brother Sword, do you know where there are statues of ‘moonlit’ gods?”

Upon hearing this, the great sword immediately began to draw on the ground.

Shen Ye looked down and saw that the great sword had drawn a stream.

Next to it was a line of scrawled text:

“I only know that the moon is related to streams.”

Moon.

Stream.

шшш▪тт kдn▪￠ Ο

Shen Ye’s heart pounded.

Oh, right.

Wasn’t his movement technique called “Flowing Moon”?

How to flow like the moon?

The moon reflects on the stream, the water flows endlessly, and the moon remains; that is Flowing Moon.

So that’s it!

He had to go to the stream!

“Look at the card!” Xiao Mengyu suddenly exclaimed.

Shen Ye also felt the card vibrating, pulled it out, and saw small words appear on it:

“In 10 minutes, the Tide of Lament will erupt.”

“From now on, you will no longer need the illumination of the Candle of Illumination.”

The dark world brightened.

Wind.

Carrying a dark, decaying scent, it swept over them like a gradually strengthening tide.

Countless anguished groans and howls faintly echoed.

The great sword suddenly trembled, quickly drawing a few words on the ground:

“You must immediately find a solid and reliable shelter.”

Shen Ye and Xiao Mengyu exchanged glances.

“You find cover, I’ll go to the stream to check,” Shen Ye said.

He took the Candle of Illumination from the ghostfire motorcycle and offered it to Xiao Mengyu.

Xiao Mengyu, however, didn’t take it, saying with an imposing tone, “We only have ten minutes, and you’re too dangerous without a statue guarding you—I’m coming with you!”

Shen Ye said, “Listen to me—”

“We’re a team, and I’m the leader!” Xiao Mengyu glared at him with her beautiful eyes, even drawing out the Luo River sword and holding it in front of her chest.

Shen Ye was startled, only then realizing.

Her imposing tone just now was directed at him, a declaration.

The sword was also a declaration.

This girl was worried about him running off alone.

“Then let’s go, quickly.”