Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 480

Lunch was a large pot of stir-fried noodles.

Zhao Xiaoshang rushed back from work to cook, and by the time Shen Father returned, the stir-fried noodles were piping hot and ready on the table.

“You’ve worked hard. Our Shen family is considered an upright family among the noble clans, with a good reputation. We should really hire two servants.”

Shen Shian said guiltily.

“It’s all for saving this mischievous boy. It’s fine, we’ll tough it out for a while longer, earn some money, and then talk.” Zhao Xiaoshang said nonchalantly.

Her profession was healing, and she was quite good at it.

Listening to their conversation, Shen Ye gradually showed a look of recollection.

This world was very chaotic.

All kinds of monsters emerged endlessly.

It was said that when this multi-layered universe was fleeing, it was besieged by multiple ultimate creations, and finally escaped, but the pursuers of those ultimate creations remained in the universe, leading to the current situation.

Emperor Species were such beings.

In such a world, ordinary people could only hope to live a stable life by taking refuge with noble families.

Although the Shen family was poor, it was still a family with a legacy.

They were qualified to hire servants.

And there was a very important point—

The currency in this world was different from other worlds.

The circulating currency was a type of jade, namely Star Jade, Moon Jade, and Gold Jade.

Shen Ye truly couldn’t produce any.

Equipment and resources from other worlds also didn’t circulate here.

Perhaps those especially valuable items could be exchanged for this world’s currency.

But Shen Ye, being a newcomer, couldn’t find a way yet.

So, after saving Shen Ye, the Shen family was indeed in a state of destitution.

“Thud.”

A sound.

Shen Father and Shen Mother looked over simultaneously.

They saw Shen Ye placing a bag of things on the table and saying:

“These things should be able to fetch some money.”

“What is it?” Shen Father asked.

“—When I was practicing a sword in the backyard, someone threw a bag of something over the wall. When I jumped onto the wall to look, I didn’t see a single soul.”

Shen Ye said, with an expression as if it had nothing to do with him, then lowered his head and began eating his noodles.

Shen Father hesitated, then got up and walked over, opening the bag.

Two swords.

Two pairs of gauntlets.

Two sets of inner armor.

Two black close-fitting martial arts suits.

Two pairs of shoes.

And nothing else.

“These swords are good, and the armor is decent… but why are there two sets of everything?”

Shen Father scrutinized the items before him and couldn’t help but ask.

“Perhaps it’s because both my father and I are combat professionals, so they thoughtfully prepared these.” Shen Ye said, in a conjecturing tone.

“There’s also a note.” Shen Mother said.

She picked up the note, looked at the crooked handwriting on it, and read:

“To the Shen family – graciously gifted by a passerby.”

The room was silent for a breath.

Shen Ye dipped his chopsticks in a little chili sauce, put it in his mouth, and then quickly ate a few mouthfuls of stir-fried noodles.

—When adults were thinking, he never interrupted.

“Maybe it really was some kind-hearted person.”

Shen Mother murmured.

She didn’t want to believe it, but their family was truly on the verge of starvation.

Shen Father picked up a long sword, examined it closely, then flipped through the armor and clothes, saying:

“These things are of good quality, all brand new, hardly used.”

“Brand new?”

“Yes.”

“Then maybe they really are for us.” Shen Mother said with a sense of relief.

“—But why would they think so highly of our Shen family?” Shen Father frowned.

“Hmph, you’re always so diligent during your patrols, maybe they just wanted to thank you.” Shen Mother playfully hit him.

“…I just feel like something’s not right.”

Shen Father was somewhat hesitant, and even made a special trip to the backyard to check it over.

But there were no traces of a fight in the backyard.

The flowers and lush bushes were thriving, and in the birds’ nests on the trees, a few fledglings were resting.

—No damage whatsoever.

Everything was normal.

The whole thing seemed increasingly credible.

Shen Father had no choice but to return to the room and eat lunch with his wife and son.

After resting for a while.

It was almost time for work.

Shen Father and Shen Mother left together.

—They took that bag of things with them.

After the door closed—

Only Shen Ye remained at home.

Someone like him, who had just obtained his identity certificate, had to stay “silent” at home for three days.

Only if nothing unusual happened for three days could he go out.

Shen Ye washed all the pots and pans, put them into the cupboard, then washed his face, and returned to the backyard to continue practicing the newly integrated version of the Long Hate Blade Art.

Time flowed slowly.

An hour later.

On top of the wall.

Three figures appeared silently.

“Is that him?”

The figure in the middle asked.

“Yes.” The two beside him nodded.

“Fifteen layers of the pháp giới… to be able to immobilize both of you, that’s not simple.”

That person leaped down into the garden.

“May I ask who you are?” Shen Ye asked.

“You don’t need to know who I am,” the person said slowly, “just know that you’re about to die, and that’s enough.”

“Oh.” Shen Ye said.

The person suddenly disappeared from where they stood.

The two standing on the wall also vanished.

The next instant!

The three figures abruptly appeared around Shen Ye, tightly encircling him.

All three drew their weapons simultaneously, raising them high—

Lines of faint text popped up:

“Drummer of Explosions and War Dance Valkyrie have formed a linkage!”

“The two traits have extremely high compatibility, forming a “Truth Suppression” that puts the enemy into an extended ‘僵直’ (rigid) state.”

“—Even if the opponent was prepared, they couldn’t counter the combined suppression of the dual traits!”

The small text flashed and disappeared.

Shen Ye pulled out a handkerchief, wiped away tears that weren’t there from the corners of his eyes, and sighed:

“Two noble individuals, not only did they deliver gifts themselves, but they also recruited an ‘underling’ to deliver gifts with them.”

“What kind of spirit is this!”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and collected all three people’s swords.

—Weapons could be sold for a lot of money!

“Please wait, you can take these swords, but could you please leave us our clothes?”

One man suddenly spoke.

“Huh? Aren’t you here to help the poor?” Shen Ye looked at him in surprise, and with a flick of his long sword, it swished past an inch from the man’s neck.

Just an inch.

The man broke into a cold sweat, no longer daring to say anything, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, as if resigned to his fate.

As for his clothes and armor—

Shen Ye stripped them all off.

Every penny earned was a penny.

Stripping a man’s clothes was no pressure at all, after all, it was all money.

Soon.

Similar to last time, the three of them were stripped naked.

To avoid suspicion, Shen Ye specifically used free attribute points, adding them all to strength, and with the standard motion of throwing a shotput, he threw the three of them in three different directions.

“My youth, Shen Ye’s youth, is truly brilliant because of you!”

“If the Shen family can be revitalized again, we must thank you properly—”

“Please fly towards the sunset!”

With three sentences, three naked, mighty men soared into the clouds, their whereabouts unknown.

—However, their valuable possessions were left behind.

Shen Ye collected everything and continued to practice his blade art.

Unconsciously, several hours passed.

Feeling a bit tired, he simply stood still to rest, drinking water while also completing his current professional advancement.

Lines of faint text appeared:

“Your ‘Quick Cultivation Guide’ has been cultivated to the 15th layer of the pháp giới, allowing for professional advancement.”

“Current advancement options are two:”

“1. ‘Mountain Sea Deity,’ former multi-layered universe;”

“2. Shadow Blade Warrior, current multi-layered universe.”

“Please choose.”

“You have chosen the advanced profession of the current multi-layered universe:”

“Shadow Blade Warrior.”

“Professional skill: Split Light and Seize Shadow.”

“Description:”

“Split Light: When you strike, all movements, light, aura, and power fluctuations are concealed, making them undetectable;”

“Seize Shadow: Hitting an enemy’s shadow will cause real damage to the enemy.”

Shen Ye shook his head, then finally let out a sigh of relief.

How amazing are the three professional skills of “Mountain God”, even allowing one to revive at a certain moment.

After advancing to “Mountain Sea Deity”, it would undoubtedly become even more powerful.

But now he had to explore the current multi-layered universe.

After all, it managed to escape countless pursuits and hide in another multi-layered universe until that universe developed to the Sixth Epoch.

Cannot be underestimated!

To defeat it, to devour it, one must start within its civilization.

At least, we need to understand its capabilities!

So, he had no choice but to choose the “Shadow Blade Warrior” profession.

But it was still alright—

At least he could settle down and improve his blade skills, raising his basic attributes and pháp giới strength.

—He couldn’t always rely on traits.

If he steadily improved his power and eventually reached the Truth stage, he wouldn’t need any external help to suppress his enemies.

Shen Ye’s mind suddenly cleared.

Practice.

Improve your strength.

Don’t think about anything else, anyway, the battle between White Night Spirit King and Chaos Ark probably won’t end anytime soon.

Even if it ends, White Night Spirit King might not win.

It’s better to seize the opportunity to improve your own strength!

Shen Ye drew his blade and continued to practice the Long Hate Blade Art.

Before long.

Lines of faint text appeared:

“Your Long Hate Blade Art continues to evolve and advance;”

“Your Real-Time Strategic Base continues to evolve;”

“Your doppelgänger continues to practice the ‘Quick Cultivation Guide’;”

Shen Ye practiced his blade art selflessly until dusk.

His parents had both returned home.

He showered, changed into clean clothes, and sat down at the dining table.

Shen Mother was busy in the kitchen.

Before long.

Shen Mother served four dishes: stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised pork ribs, and sweet and sour fish.

“It was stir-fried noodles for lunch, why is dinner so lavish?”

Shen Ye asked in surprise.

“It’s all thanks to the two sets of equipment that kind-hearted person gave us; we sold them for a good sum of money. We’ll simply eat tonight, and tomorrow I’ll buy some spiritual herbs to make soup for you and your dad,” Shen Mother said.

She arranged the dishes, then casually pulled out an emblem and “slapped” it onto the wall.

The emblem emitted invisible fluctuations.

The entire Shen residence was enveloped within the range of these fluctuations.

Shen Ye glanced at it, and a memory suddenly came to mind.

The nights in this civilization were very dangerous.

All sorts of monsters would become active.

The emblem contained powerful energy fluctuations, and once a monster attack was encountered, it would immediately summon strong individuals to protect them.

This emblem was not cheap.

Only noble families were qualified to purchase such emblems to ensure the safety of their residences.

Considering this.

Even if his parents sold those two sets of equipment, at least half of the money would have been spent.

Just then, Shen Father, having washed his hands, sat down at the table.

A black package was pushed in front of him.

“What’s this?”

Shen Father asked in surprise.

“…This afternoon, when I was practicing sword in the backyard, someone threw this package in.” Shen Ye was engrossed in his meal.

Shen Father opened the package.

Inside were three swords.

Three pairs of gauntlets.

Three sets of inner armor.

Three black close-fitting martial arts suits.

Three pairs of shoes.

One complete set of equipment was noticeably better than the other two.

Above these items, there was also a note, and on it, a line of crooked words:

“Voluntarily gifted.”

Voluntarily gifted again?

Shen Father looked at Shen Ye suspiciously, then reached out and said, “Show me your identity certificate.”

Shen Ye took out his identity certificate and placed it on the table.

Shen Father looked at it, then hesitated:

“You really didn’t go out?”

“Really—if I had gone out, the certificate would have changed immediately, wouldn’t it?” Shen Ye said.

“…But why would people keep coming to give us things?”

Shen Father was somewhat puzzled.

He picked up a sword and examined it carefully.

This sword was at least of “Excellent” quality.

And it was just given to the Shen family like that?

It was truly unbelievable!

But Shen Ye hadn’t left the house at all.

He was still in the “silent” phase; if he left without his certificate, or took his certificate out, there would be a record.

He went to look at the backyard again.

—There were no traces in the garden.

At this season, not even a few leaves had fallen from the trees.

Shen Father jumped onto the wall and looked outside.

There was no one outside.

Nor was there anyone inside.

Everywhere was quiet.

Only that pile of equipment lay scattered on the ground.

Shen Father stood on the wall, holding a long-handled battle axe, looking somewhat bewildered.

Inside the wall.

Shen Ye had already begun collecting and organizing the weapons and armor, saying joyfully:

“Knowing our family is poor, they specifically came to give us things.”

“—What kind people!”