Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 163

This trip is different from the previous ones.

Shen Ye left the human camp, flew over mountains and ridges, and kept accelerating—

Thanks to his current 19 points in all attributes, this kind of flying no longer made him feel tired, but rather brought an exciting sense of abundance.

—The last time he flew over, he almost used up all his strength!

Shen Ye put on his Death Disguise Cloak, instantly transformed into Baxter, and landed directly in the Undead Town.

“I need to use the teleportation array.”

He said to the undead guards of the town.

“You are—”

“Songstress Baxter.”

“Kster? What is your occupation exactly?”

“Songstress! Baxter! I’m from the Imperial Night Rose Song and Dance Troupe!” Shen Ye said angrily.

“Excuse me, this is a small place, we rarely see songstresses—Sir, please come this way.”

Facing such an important figure, the town’s efficiency was quite high.

After all, a long time ago, Lady Daisy said that songstresses always got a ten percent discount on everything they bought, could freely enter and exit any store, and could use the city’s high-level teleportation array.

This was a professional privilege.

Shen Ye stood in the center of the teleportation array and casually tossed a handful of bone coins outside.

“Remember me, come to my concert if you have time.”

The teleportation light flashed.

Evernight City.

Shen Ye stepped out of the teleportation array, and before he even left the hall, he was stopped by two guards.

“Baxter?”

“It’s me.”

“The Count wants to see you, immediately!”

“Then lead the way.”

A few minutes later.

Shadow Manor.

Study.

Lord Count, Lady Daisy, and several other high-level professionals were gathered.

“A divine battle occurred at Thunder Keep?” the Count asked.

“Yes, I saw the Great Chieftain being defeated by a god,” Shen Ye said.

Song Qingyun’s spell, coupled with the current situation, sobered him up a bit more.

“How do you know it was a god?” the Count asked.

“The Great Chieftain said so.”

Shen Ye pulled up his pant leg, showing the residual iron chain curse mark on his ankle.

“Lord Count, there’s no mistake; this is the ‘Great Chieftain’s Invitation,’ very domineering,” said a succubus aide.

“How did you get caught in this? Didn’t you use the contract I gave you to summon a guardian?” the Count asked.

“Hmph,” Shen Ye snorted, “I summoned Kevin, but he let Emoto and the beastmen put this restraint on me; he didn’t care at all.”

“Really?” Lady Daisy’s face showed anger.

“It’s a miracle I came back alive,” Shen Ye said.

Lady Daisy looked at the Count, sobbing:

“Lord Count, you see—”

“Someone, go verify this,” the Count instructed without changing his expression.

An aide stepped back and disappeared.

“So, what’s the situation at Thunder Keep now?” the Count asked.

“The Great Chieftain is dead. A centaur calling herself Karla appeared and said she would take the beastmen back to their ancestral lands and no longer participate in continental conflicts,” Shen Ye said.

As Shen Ye spoke, he suddenly looked at the Count’s desk with surprise.

Everyone noticed the change in his expression and followed his gaze to the desk.

—There was nothing there!

“What are you looking at, Baxter?” Lady Daisy asked.

Shen Ye leaned closer, holding his breath as he observed a void on the desk.

A faint light appeared, gathering into small words:

“The power of ‘High School Musical’ has taken a breath and reactivated!”

Swish, swish, swish, swish—

Several figures descended.

“The second performance is about to begin!”

They said in unison.

Shen Ye fixed his gaze and saw that they were Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, and Lazy Goat.

Three sheep bringing good fortune?

A good omen!

But—

Shen Ye’s expression tensed, and he shouted:

“Wait! Your appearance fees are too high. Can you change someone for me?”

“We’re just here to warm up,” the three said in unison, “Let us summon a character for you that doesn’t require payment!”

They formed a rabbit dance line and sang in unison:

“Let’s paddle our double oars!”

Swish—

All three disappeared at once.

Nezha descended from the sky, placed two fire wheels on the table, DJed with one hand, made a “love” gesture with the other, and sang:

“Yo! This Shen Ye died in the homeland of 996, his soul drifted to another world, but he didn’t really want to. If you ask too much, his soul will be broken and his heart wounded. It’s better to follow my rhythm and sing along!”

Shen Ye was now unable to resist his own amusement.

He immersed himself in it, quickly recalling his past life, tears almost falling, and sang along with the rhythm:

“Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky! The warm wind brushes the willows, the flute plays a lingering tune, and the setting sun shines beyond the mountains!”

The succubus leader behind the Count suddenly let out a shriek.

Shen Ye instantly froze.

“Lord Count, he seems to be engaged in a musical creation,” Lady Daisy interjected.

—In fact, the moment Shen Ye sang, everyone standing began to sway their heads and hips.

Everyone started moving towards him, as if instinctively preparing to join in a circle and dance some strange dance.

The Count sat there, beating time himself.

Fortunately, the succubus leader specialized in soul arts and immediately interrupted the process.

At this moment, everyone silently tidied their appearance, praising him silently in their hearts.

—He truly lives up to his title as the lead songstress of the Night Rose Circus!

His artistic expression is so infectious!

The Count pondered for a moment and then asked:

“Succubus leader, what do you think?”

The succubus stepped forward, carefully observed Shen Ye, and whispered:

“…Indeed, he is in a state of artistic epiphany, his emotions are agitated and sad. You can consider him to have lost his sanity and gone a bit mad.”

“Shadow Serpent leader, you are also skilled in manipulating souls, have a look as well,” the Count added.

A man enveloped in black mist emerged, circled Shen Ye once, nodded thoughtfully, and said:

“I share the same judgment as the succubus.”

“Will he be alright?” the Count asked.

“Lock him up and give him a beating; that’ll do it,” the man said.

“No!” Lady Daisy shrieked, “He’s a songstress! He must not suffer such an insult!”

“…I still have use for this songstress. There’s no need to be so crude; it would make him resentful,” the Count frowned.

“Of course, there’s another way,” the succubus said.

“What?”

“Just wait a while—he’ll gradually recover in less than an hour.”

“But why is he like this?”

“Honestly, it might be the influence of the divine battle, which greatly stimulated his nerves. Since he was also undergoing an epiphany in song, it resulted in this outcome,” the man said.

The succubus also nodded in agreement.

The two looked at each other.

—They had never seen such a situation before, but as authorities, they had to say this. Otherwise, what good would they be to the Count?

This analysis was made to keep their jobs!

Besides, it was probably something like this anyway.

This kid’s strength was so weak, could he really have any earth-shattering abilities?

The others nodded convincingly.

Their judgment on such matters had never been wrong.

In other words—

This songstress was quite lucky; at least he survived.

“An hour… that’s not long.”

Lady Daisy’s expression relaxed.

Just then, the aide who had disappeared earlier reappeared, gripping Evelyn, the leader of Evernight City’s assassins.

Evelyn saw Shen Ye and was startled, blurting out:

“How are you still—”

It suddenly realized something and immediately shut its mouth.

“Reporting to Lord Count, I have investigated the truth.”

“At that time, Baxter summoned Evelyn, but Evelyn ignored him, and even accepted a bribe from the beastmen, allowing Baxter to be subjected to the ‘Great Chieftain’s Invitation’ and taken directly to Thunder Keep.”

The aide said.

The Count’s originally indifferent expression suddenly changed, and he said in a voice devoid of emotion:

“My Shadow Manor’s contract… can’t even restrain its own people anymore?”

Everyone knelt on one knee, not daring to utter a single word.

Having been with the Count for a long time, they knew in their hearts that Lord Count was truly enraged.

Kevin knew things were bad and quickly defended himself:

“My Lord, they offered gold! I was just trying to gather enough—”

His voice suddenly turned into a scream.

Raging green flames enveloped Kevin, burning away his flesh and bones, leaving only a translucent figure still twitching and struggling, emitting soundless wails.

“Send his soul to the dungeon and roast it for a hundred years.”

The Count ordered calmly.

“Yes!”

Two guards immediately entered, used special chains to shackle the green-flamed figure, and dragged it away.

The matter was resolved.

Everyone looked at Shen Ye again.

Shen Ye, however, was scrutinizing the Count, nodding, “Was that move the Samadhi True Fire just now? I heard even monkeys are afraid of it.”

Everyone: “…”

“Are you sure he’ll be fine in an hour?” the Count asked.

“Yes,” the succubus and the demon serpent said in unison.

“Let him go out and get some fresh air. Don’t let anything happen to him,” the Count instructed.

Lady Daisy stepped forward, bowed slightly, and held the Count’s hand:

“Thank you, my lord, thank you for your understanding.”

The Count glanced at her and continued to instruct:

“He is, after all, the star songstress of the Night Rose Song and Dance Troupe. Let him do whatever he wants; just assign two reliable people to protect him.”

“I’ll have two ghost maidens follow him,” the succubus said.

“En,” the Count replied.

A few tens of minutes later.

Shen Ye returned to the street, with two ghost maidens on his left and right.

These were wraiths wearing special combat robes, with extremely powerful psychic attack abilities, making them one of the most troublesome troop types for other races on the battlefield.

“Baxter, what are you going to do now?”

One ghost maiden asked.

Shen Ye stopped, pointing at a material shop, “I clearly picked up a lot of spell materials before, but they were scared earlier and all cried, so now they’re unusable. I have to buy some more.”

The two ghost maidens exchanged glances.

—This songstress certainly has a problem with his head, but they say he’ll recover soon.

“Alright, we’ll follow you,” one ghost maiden said.

“Sure—but don’t tell anyone, this is a secret mission,” Shen Ye said.

“Okay,” the two ghost maidens said in unison.

Shen Ye strode into the shop, directly wrote a list of materials, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

“Resting Soil, Five-Colored Stones, Ginseng Fruit… many of these I’ve never even heard of.”

The shopkeeper said.

“Just prepare the ones you have heard of for me,” Shen Ye said.

“But, please look, ladies, many of these materials are contraband,” the shopkeeper handed the material list to the ghost maiden.

The ghost maiden looked at it, hesitated, then handed it to the other ghost maiden.

The ghost maiden made the decision: “The Count’s exact words were, ‘Let him do whatever he wants.’ So let him buy them, as long as he’s safe.”

“—Prepare them for him!”

“Of course, he has to pay for it himself.”

The shopkeeper, hearing it was the Count’s order, said nothing more and went directly to prepare the materials.

In fact.

This infernal spell, from the Dark Mother of Bones, King of Ghouls, and Lord of the Underworld, Mictetikasiwa, had not appeared for thousands of years.

Few people knew the materials required for this spell.

Evernight City was not sealing these materials, but rather the related materials for “Feilun” to enhance the “Undead Resurrection” spell.

Things progressed very smoothly.

Before long.

Shen Ye obtained the spell materials he had long dreamed of.

“Phew.”

He let out a long breath.

In fact, he had sobered up himself just now.

But since there was such an opportunity, why not make good use of it?

With these materials, he could go to hell!