Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 478

White.

A white light flashed.

Shen Ye stood by the window of the boys’ dormitory in Xirang High School, looking out at the playground.

The playground was empty.

The world seemed to have changed in some way.

But before investigating everything—

Shen Ye slowly closed his eyes.

Countless memories awakened in his mind, one by one, item by item.

The past flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

But these were not Shen Ye’s memories.

They belonged to the original owner of this body—

The events that happened when he was fifteen years old were vivid in his mind.

Then came fourteen.

Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine…

All the way back to birth.

The memories continued to go further—

Darkness.

The endless darkness dissolved into nothingness.

A voice slowly sounded in his mind:

“As the heir of the Shen family, you must have recalled all your past lives.”

“Use the secret arts of your past life to unlock the memory seal.”

Memory seal?

Shen Ye was silent for a few breaths.

—But he didn’t recall any “memory seal.”

Why?

Shen Ye was stunned for a few breaths, then gradually realized what was going on.

The so-called recalling all past lives—

It was impossible.

Because the real Shen Ye was already dead.

Dead in the hospital.

Precisely because he died, he was able to transmigrate and revive using this body, and awaken his Gate ability because of the evil ghost statue.

Therefore.

The deep memory seal buried in “Shen Ye”‘s memories, he didn’t have.

…This was awkward.

Shen Ye lightly tapped the table, lost in thought.

What’s going on?

He returned, only to be completely clueless.

He needed to figure out the situation further.

Shen Ye was a little distracted, his gaze lingered in mid-air as he finished reading the description of the new perk.

“Whiplash.”

“Black gold perk, special type perk.”

“Description: Your attacks have a certain probability of stunning enemies, putting them in a ‘dazed’ state.”

“—An extremely rare and powerful combat support perk, no need to equip, it takes effect automatically.”

“—Three high-level truth existences have jointly recognized your value.”

“You can keep this appraisal perk and upgrade it in the future; or you can devour this appraisal perk to gain basic attribute points.”

This perk is great!

It seemed to be made for combat.

He would find a way to improve it in the future.

As Shen Ye was looking, a “thump-thump-thump” sound suddenly came from outside the door.

“Who is it?”

Shen Ye called out.

“Brother Ye is back!” cheers sounded from outside.

The door instantly opened.

Guo Yunye stood outside the door, looking at Shen Ye with joy on his face.

“Yunye, come in quickly.”

After not seeing him for a long time, Shen Ye was also happy.

“Brother Ye, where did you go? So many things have happened recently,” Guo Yunye said hurriedly.

“What happened?” Shen Ye asked.

“Many people have awakened their past life memories, and they’ve all left!” Guo Yunye said.

“Left? Where did they go?” Shen Ye asked calmly.

“Not sure—but Yujing City has been abandoned,” Guo Yunye said.

“What does ‘abandoned’ mean?” Shen Ye asked.

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“Those of us who haven’t awakened past life memories are all left in this city, fending for ourselves.”

“What about ordinary people?”

“All ordinary people have been taken away. It is said that population is still quite important. Only we, who cannot awaken memories, are the ones to be abandoned.”

“Why?” Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask.

“It seems to be because we are not part of the plan, nor are we trusted to participate in it,” Guo Yunye said.

“Where’s Zhang Xiaoyi?” Shen Ye asked.

“Awakened memories, left.”

“Nangong Sirui?”

“Same. Even Xiao Mengyu left.”

Guo Yunye’s expression was a little flustered.

Shen Ye looked at him and couldn’t help but ask, “Do you miss them?”

“I haven’t seen my parents since I was little, and I finally made some friends… but when they left, they were so cold, as if they completely ignored me,” Guo Yunye said, starting to sob, his eyes reddening.

Shen Ye patted his shoulder and pondered:

“Can’t you leave this city?”

“No, Brother Ye, there are guards outside the city, and they are very strong, at least at the twelfth level of the Dharma Realm or above!” Guo Yunye said.

Shen Ye reached out to summon the Heavenly Gate, but quickly stopped.

Even if he could go out directly, where would he go?

He needed to figure things out first!

He took out his phone and dialed his father Shen Shian’s number.

“Du… du… du…”

No one answered.

Then he called his mother Zhao Xiaoshang’s number.

Still no answer.

This was strange.

Shen Ye tried calling others, but couldn’t get through at all.

He didn’t give up and took out the Tarot cards.

But almost all the contactable targets on the cards were gone.

—Whether it was Nangong Sirui, Song Yinchen, or Xiao Mengyu, Zhang Xiaoyi, all of them no longer used the Tarot cards!

“Brother Ye, are you hungry? I’ll go get you something to eat first.”

Guo Yunye said.

“Is there still anything to eat now?” Shen Ye responded.

“Instant noodle freedom.”

“Alright.”

Guo Yunye left.

Shen Ye stood there thinking for a while, then suddenly called out softly:

“Su Rong.”

“You’re back? Wait! Why aren’t you the Gatekeeper anymore?!” Su Rong’s voice immediately sounded.

So that was it.

She didn’t realize the Gatekeeper had returned, so she overlooked his presence.

“What exactly happened?”

Shen Ye asked directly.

“I was careless,” Su Rong said.

“Careless?”

“There is an alien multiversal civilization, dormant on a dead planet.”

“They will only awaken their past lives and remember their origins when the multiverse reaches the Sixth Epoch.”

“Are you saying—” Shen Ye interjected, “that we worked so hard to push the multiverse to the Sixth Epoch, only to awaken them instead.”

Su Rong said, “After they woke up, they have already occupied the dead planet and are about to awaken their own multiverse to directly devour our multiverse!”

Shen Ye was silent for a moment.

—I was fighting for my life outside, and you guys changed the name on the property deed at home?

Su Rong’s speech suddenly sped up:

“Your parents have been looking for you with bloodline secret arts, and now they’ve arrived!”

“Is there anything I need to pay attention to?” Shen Ye asked.

“I don’t know, it depends on their attitude,” Su Rong said.

The void flashed.

Both Father Shen and Mother Shen appeared simultaneously in the dormitory.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately looked Shen Ye up and down.

“Dad, Mom, what’s wrong?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Son, why haven’t you unsealed your memories?” Zhao Xiaoshang asked anxiously.

“I don’t know,” Shen Ye said.

“What foolish thing did you do when you were four?” Zhao Xiaoshang asked again.

“Poured sand into a pot and stir-fried it,” Shen Ye said.

Zhao Xiaoshang’s expression brightened, then suddenly turned to worry, and she glanced at Father Shen.

“Why did I hit you when you were five?” Shen Shian asked.

“I kissed eight girls from our relatives in one go,” Shen Ye shrugged.

Both parents breathed a sigh of relief.

“But why couldn’t he awaken the sealed memories?” Zhao Xiaoshang wondered.

“Several families have had this kind of situation. It just goes to show that things can go wrong sometimes,” Shen Shian said.

Zhao Xiaoshang clapped her hands, suddenly realizing: “That’s right, that incident at the hospital might have affected Xiao Ye’s brain and memories!”

Shen Shian gave Zhao Xiaoshang a meaningful look.

Zhao Xiaoshang immediately went out to stand guard.

Only then did Father Shen pull out a black pill from his怀里 and urged her:

“Quick! Eat it quickly!”

“What is this?” Shen Ye asked.

“Eating it will generate a memory. We’ll take you to register as a citizen and sneak through,” Father Shen whispered.

“Can it really work?” Shen Ye asked.

“Not everyone has perfectly awakened their memories. Many major families screen their descendants, and once they confirm the person is fine, they’ll pull some strings and make arrangements to welcome their descendants back,” Father Shen said.

“…” Shen Ye.

It seemed that at any time, human civilization would find ways to pull strings and use connections.

But should he do that?

His teacher was still fighting in the White Night Demon Cage.

He himself barely escaped with his life from the Ship of Chaos.

Now this civilization had taken advantage of their weakness and seized the multiverse—

He should wipe out this civilization and let them know why flowers are so red.

Shen Ye subconsciously looked at the pill.

Faint light appeared in the void:

“Soul-Guiding Pill.”

“Description: A special refining method extracts soul memories and infuses them into the pill, allowing the consumer to obtain a specific memory.”

He looked up and met his father’s earnest gaze once again.

Shen Ye’s heart softened, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Forget it.

He would do it for the sake of gathering information and protecting his family.

He took the Soul-Guiding Pill from his father’s hand and swallowed it whole.

“Sit down quickly, it will take a few minutes to refine.”

Father Shen said.

Shen Ye sat down as instructed and closed his eyes to refine the pill.

In an instant.

Indeed, a memory floated into his mind.

It was “Shen Ye”‘s previous life.

Shen Ye slowly observed, then opened his eyes.

Father Shen asked worriedly, “How is it? Did you get the memories?”

“Yes,” Shen Ye said.

Father Shen slapped his hands together, joyfully exclaiming, “Good, that’s good!—Honey, come in!”

Zhao Xiaoshang pushed the door open and immediately rushed to Shen Ye, examining him carefully.

“Son, do you remember your past life?”

“Yes, don’t worry, Mom.”

“Good! That’s great! Let’s hurry back and take care of your registration!” Zhao Xiaoshang was overjoyed.

Father Shen chanted an incantation, causing ripples in the void.

Teleportation was about to begin!

The dormitory door suddenly burst open.

Guo Yunye stood at the doorway with a bowl of instant noodles, looking at Shen Ye:

“…Brother Ye, are you leaving too?”

Shen Ye smiled, walked over, took the instant noodles, and patted his shoulder, saying, “Yunye, don’t worry, I’ll be back.”

“You cultivate well here, don’t slack off, wait for me to come back.”

Guo Yunye nodded blankly.

Shen Ye lowered his voice and continued in his ear:

“Becoming stronger is more important than anything else, remember that.”

After speaking, he pressed his hand on Guo Yunye’s forehead, then retreated and stood beside his parents.

Teleportation activated!

Swish—

The three of them disappeared simultaneously.

Only Guo Yunye remained standing.

“Ugh…”

He clutched his head in pain, squatted on the ground, groaning incessantly.

After a long while.

The splitting headache subsided.

“Quick Cultivation Handbook?”

He muttered softly.

…

On the other side.

Northwest of the continent.

In a newly emerging city.

In the central area of the city.

Shen Ye and his mother sat outside the grand hall, waiting for his father who was handling matters inside.

“Is it easy to handle? If it’s too difficult… I’ll just be an unregistered citizen.”

Shen Ye said.

Zhao Xiaoshang gave him a chiding look, then whispered, “Don’t overthink it, we’ve already made arrangements.”

“What kind of connection is it, that such a thing can be arranged?” Shen Ye asked.

“Speaking of which, it’s because of you—the last time you came back, you punished your uncle’s family. Later, they tried to do something bad to you again, and your dad found out.”

“Your dad reported them.”

“Your teacher Xu Xingke also knew about this, and personally crippled their cultivation and threw them in jail. Later, they were even beaten to death by other prisoners.”

“The teacher intervened?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes, your teacher is really great—even though he’s not from our world,” Zhao Xiaoshang lamented.

Shen Ye nodded.

Zhao Xiaoshang continued:

“Now we are the only ones left in this lineage.”

“The family’s heritage and treasures have all been inherited by our family.”

“So we now represent the Shen family.”

Shen Ye quietly reviewed the awakened memory.

The Shen family…

Very ordinary.

But it was also a legitimate lineage of civilization.

“Can you really find a connection?” Shen Ye asked.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Father Shen approaching in a hurry, whispering:

“Xiao Ye, follow me.”

Shen Ye stood up and followed his father towards the hall.

—This feeling was quite speechless.

One moment he was witnessing an epochal battle on the Ship of Chaos, racking his brains to survive.

The next moment he was following his father to pull strings and use connections.

A hidden usurper, parasitic on the multiverse.

Until this multiverse broke free from the shackles of death, slowly developing and growing, which then awakened its underlying civilization, and then—

Usurped the nest.

Shen Ye reached out and pressed the saber at his waist.

Father Shen immediately noticed the change in his aura, looked back and cautioned: “Don’t cause trouble, it’s absolutely essential to get your identity sorted out today.”

“You need to understand, those unregistered people have no rights or status, and no one cares if they’re killed.”

Shen Ye smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, I never like to cause trouble.”

Father Shen breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxing a bit.

Shen Ye then asked, “Dad, how much did it cost to pull strings this time?”

“It practically cost us everything,” Father Shen sighed.

“Everything?” Shen Ye asked in surprise.

“It’s very difficult to get a normal identity after losing your memory. There are a lot of people to deal with, and that’s still because our Shen family is a righteous sect with a good reputation,” Father Shen said.

Shen Ye was silent for a moment, then released his hand and put the saber into his space ring.

This way, he was unarmed, looking like a well-behaved high school student.

—Just a handsome one.

Father Shen sensed the change in his demeanor and said with relief, “You’ve grown up.”

“I’m just sad about the money,” Shen Ye said.

“Come with me.”

Father Shen led him to a small door on the right side of the main hall and knocked.

“Please come in.”

The door opened.

Father Shen pulled Shen Ye into the room.

Inside was a small martial arts training hall.

Someone came forward to greet them, reading from a notebook:

“Shen family… Shen Ye, good, special approval has been granted to re-register for awakening. Please come this way.”

Shen Ye was led to a chair.

Opposite him were three cultivators.

“Old Shen, it wasn’t easy,” one cultivator said with a smile, greeting Father Shen.

“Is this Young Master Shen?” another asked.

Father Shen cupped his hands and said, “Indeed.”

The cultivators exchanged knowing smiles.

Shen Ye clenched his fist, then released it, putting on a harmless expression, curiously looking around.

“Let’s begin,” the central cultivator said.

“Alright, Shen Ye, your father said you once encountered a life-threatening incident, nearly dying. Is that correct?” one person asked.

“Yes,” Shen Ye said.

“Such a situation could indeed lead to discrepancies in memory,” the second person said.

“Agreed,” the third person also said.

“Then let’s retrieve the files and see if this matter is true or false.”

The clerk next to them quickly placed several papers on the table.

“Hmm… it is indeed recorded that he almost died, then was sent home, and there were also some issues with the police department.”

The group finished reading the files.

—This was a genuine “abnormal” event, able to withstand any scrutiny.

The real “Shen Ye” had also died because of this incident.

The group felt a bit emotional.

“Since the dormant period, how many aristocratic families’ descendants have reincarnated, encountered various problems, then lost their memories, went missing, and were difficult to find back.”

“Indeed, but these costs are worth it. We have finally won this world.”

“That’s right.”

Their gaze once again focused on Shen Ye.

“Also, let’s check your Dharma Realm strength… Hmm? You’re already at the fourteenth level of the Dharma Realm?”

“Under 17, a genius.”

“A bright future.”

“So—is that decided?”

“Show of hands.”

All three raised their hands.

“Unanimously passed.”

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A bright red stamp “thunked” onto Shen Ye’s file.

The central person handed the file to the clerk next to him, instructing, “Go get the documents done, expedited.”

“Yes.”

The clerk took the file and quickly left.

Shen Ye was a little speechless.

Father Shen, however, was already bowing to the group: “Thank you all very much, truly, I’m extremely grateful. Arrangements have been made for this evening, please do honor us with your presence.”

Everyone smiled.

The central person waved a hand: “Alright, we are acting impartially, also contributing our strength to the entire civilization, no need to be so polite.”

“Old Shen, take your young master to get his documents in the back.”

“Alright, alright!” Father Shen gestured to Shen Ye.

Shen Ye immediately stood up and walked with his father towards the back.

The two walked through the main hall to the very end, opened a small door, and entered.

Inside was a lounge.

Through the glass window, Shen Ye saw seven or eight people handcuffed in the room outside, with steel needles inserted into their heads.

Several officials walked around, constantly checking on their condition.

“This is?”

Shen Ye asked.

“They’re also here to get their identities, but their memories need to be thoroughly searched. It’ll take about fifteen days for the full check to be completed,” Shen Shian said indifferently.

“But I only said a few words and it was done,” Shen Ye said.

“Because we paid, of course,” Shen Shian smiled, then added, “Even if these people are innocent, their souls will be damaged, and it’s hard to say if they’ll ever recover.”

He seemed to be in a good mood.

—Was it because his identity was successfully processed?

Shen Ye sighed.

After a few breaths.

The door opened.

An official put down Shen Ye’s identification certificate and then withdrew.

Shen Ye picked up the identification certificate and saw.

—This was clearly a card!

The front of the card had his portrait—the kind with a blue background for ID photos, and the back recorded a few lines of text:

“Shen Ye.”

“Seventeen years old, fourteenth level of the Dharma Realm.”

“Shen Manor.”

“Not yet registered in the world.”

This was much simpler than the Tarot cards.

“What does ‘registered in the world’ mean?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Assess strength, take up a position in politics,” Father Shen said concisely.

He pulled out his own card and showed it to Shen Ye:

“Shen Shian.”

“Forty-nine years old, seventh level of the Dharma Realm.”

“Shen Manor.”

“Street patrol, can command two patrol officers, can carry weapons, can kill troublemakers, responsible for the security of designated streets.”

As Shen Ye was looking, an aura suddenly surged from his body.

His clone had been cultivating, and at this moment, it finally leveled up!

The small text on the card flickered, then changed:

“Seventeen years old, fifteenth level of the Dharma Realm.”

Shen Ye thought for a moment and said, “Dad, take me to register for entry into society.”

“Aren’t you going to continue cultivating? If you get involved in social affairs too early, you’ll be very busy, and I’m afraid it will interfere with your cultivation,” Father Shen asked worriedly.

Interfere with cultivation?

Shen Ye glanced at his “Little Western Paradise.”

Under the time flow rate of three months to one day, the avatar was still cultivating that “Quick Cultivation Guide.”

It probably wouldn’t be long before he could level up again.

Lines of prompts had already appeared in the “Little Western Paradise”:

“Reached the fifteenth level of Dharma Realm strength.”

“Due to cultivating the ‘Quick Cultivation Guide’, a special bonus will be obtained upon reaching the fifteenth level.”

“You can now upgrade your profession ‘Mountain God’.”

“In addition, your real-time strategy base has absorbed an extremely precious element: ‘Eating’.”

“The robot factory and truth cannon are undergoing further adjustments and evolution.”

Shen Ye read it once, and the thought in his mind became clearer and clearer.

“It won’t delay my cultivation, Dad, take me there.”

He said with a smile.

This civilization played a clever trick of stealing home.

In fact, there’s no need for rivers of blood.

I’ll just steal back the home that was stolen, that’s enough.

—Along with your entire civilization.