Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 528

“Xu Xingke is under surveillance—”

“Your mission is to find his true body on Earth.”

“The True Reality Void has an extremely strong aversion to destruction.”

“Currently, the only method is to possess his body.”

“Go.”

“Whoever finds his true body will receive a generous reward!”

“—This reward is more generous than ever before, unprecedented!”

The Lord of Death raised his scepter high.

In the void.

An immense power of destruction crashed down, materializing before everyone as a magnificent, glowing high wall.

On this wall, constructed from destructive power, a black flame distinctly appeared.

The Lord of Death’s deep voice then resounded:

“This time it’s a term reward—”

“The Will of Destruction will condense a term for the one who completes the mission.”

As he spoke, the black flame condensed into words, changing wildly and ceaselessly.

What words would they be?

What kind of term did the words form?

No one knew.

But the crowd could no longer restrain themselves.

Shen Ye felt a sudden burst of clamorous noise in his ears, almost deafening him.

The entire hall erupted.

“It’s a synchronized term of the Will of Destruction.”

Another powerful individual beside him shouted loudly.

A synchronized term of destruction…

This was the first time Shen Ye had heard of such a term, and he couldn’t help but wonder about its power.

Looking around.

Everyone was whispering to each other.

Some were roaring as if venting, seemingly at the peak of excitement.

It seemed.

These destructive minions had been thoroughly stirred up.

“Go! Go find Xu Xingke’s true body. The destruction term awaits the one who completes the mission here.”

“Meeting adjourned!”

The voice of the Lord of Death shook the entire hall.

Shen Ye suddenly heard his voice in his ear:

“Duke Baxter, stay behind.”

Shen Ye remained seated.

By the time most others had left, and even the woman in black had disappeared, only the Lord of Death and a few powerful individuals guarding him remained in the hall.

“Baxter, young man, the most promising Duke of Destruction, I warmly welcome a master like you to join our destruction faction.”

The Lord of Death said with a smile.

The powerful individuals beside him silently observed Shen Ye.

Shen Ye recognized a few of them.

These people had also sat in the front row earlier, all prominent figures in the Lord of Death’s castle.

“You flatter me, I merely learned a trifle of swordsmanship and happened to win a few battles.”

Shen Ye said.

“There’s an old saying, ‘A person’s true nature is revealed once they gain power.’ Baxter, you are already a Duke, what are your plans next?” the Lord of Death asked.

“To be honest, I haven’t decided yet,” Shen Ye replied.

“Do you want a synchronized destruction term?”

“My lord, of course I do—I’m afraid everyone wants one.”

After Shen Ye spoke, everyone laughed.

The Lord of Death also smiled gently and said:

“Baxter, I have some information about Xu Xingke here that can help you find his true body better.”

“Trade it for your swordsmanship.”

“The information can help you better contend for the destruction term, you won’t lose out at all.”

So that’s what he was waiting for.

Shen Ye immediately understood.

Swordsmanship—

The other party had only seen his “Through-the-Heavens Slash” technique.

A swordsmanship capable of cutting through torrents of destruction must have intrigued even this Lord of Death.

That was why his attitude was so gentle.

However, the three sword forms were something he had continuously and diligently cultivated since awakening his abilities, honing his swordsmanship, advancing his avatars repeatedly, and constantly seeking the Three Arts—

Over a long period, he had gradually gained Satele’s trust, then received Susu’s approval, eventually combining the power of the two ultimate creations to finally achieve it.

And you want to take it with a single word?

Shen Ye met the gaze of the Lord of Death, a smile appearing on his face:

“A mere swordsmanship, it’s nothing significant. To be able to exchange it for information is truly a bargain.”

He drew his sword, assumed a stance, and continued:

“Please follow me step by step—this swordsmanship is truly vast and complex, requiring many prerequisite moves to learn. I will also teach and recall any potential errors as we go.”

The Through-the-Heavens Art was an extremely complex ultimate technique.

In fact, countless people practiced it.

But only he had truly achieved great mastery.

More importantly—

The moment Shen Ye began, the initial fluctuations of the Through-the-Heavens Art emanating from his entire body were already captivating.

But!

“No rush, you can organize it and give it to me later, that would be most appropriate.”

The Lord of Death tossed over a black metal bracelet.

Shen Ye caught it.

A line of small, luminous text appeared next to the bracelet:

“Skill and Law Storage Bracelet.”

That’s right!

Shen Ye was betting that someone of the other party’s status and position would never accept instruction and teaching from a subordinate in public.

His previous actions were just to show his stance, to avoid an immediate confrontation.

—Now was not the time for confrontation.

He needed the teacher’s information, and he also needed to continuously monitor the progress of the destructive forces invading Earth!

“Then I will return to the Duke’s mansion, organize it well, and put the swordsmanship into this bracelet.”

Shen Ye put away the bracelet and added:

“It won’t take long, perhaps half a day will be enough.”

The Lord of Death did not speak.

But one person behind him stepped forward, unable to resist questioning:

“Just one sword technique, does it need that long?”

Shen Ye said seriously, “Countless people in history have studied this technique, but because of its complexity and vastness, almost no one has mastered it over the years.”

Everyone seemed unconvinced.

But the Lord of Death spoke:

“Hmm, you’re right, I know that too.”

“Then come back to me in half a day.”

“I’ll give you the information then.”

“Yes, my lord,” Shen Ye said with pleasure.

He bowed and turned to leave.

After he left, the other two people behind the Lord of Death spoke up:

“That kid wasn’t lying.”

“Yes, that sword technique is indeed as he said, extremely complex and difficult to master, even organizing it would require some effort.”

The Lord of Death chuckled, “That’s right, I also used a lie-detecting pendant and found that he was indeed not lying.”

Everyone nodded slightly.

In that case—

“Alright, now I need all of you to focus,” the Lord of Death put Shen Ye’s matter aside and began to discuss another important matter, “Regarding the term, all of you must search for it for me.”

“—You must find Xu Xingke’s true body.”

“This term is directly bestowed by the Will of Destruction; it will surely belong to me.”

“No one shall covet it!”

“Yes!” everyone responded in unison.

…

Fifteen minutes later.

Shen Ye played with the bracelet, then casually tossed it onto his desk.

He had returned to the Duke’s mansion and sat in his study, distractedly listening to Brenna report on recent earnings.

—The teacher is already under surveillance?

The Lord of Death actually possessed such means, constantly monitoring the teacher?

No.

It shouldn’t be a spell.

To cast a spell across a powerful world barrier, monitoring a designated target in the True Reality Void?

Even destruction couldn’t reach the True Reality Void.

Let alone a surveillance spell!

…It must be something else.

For example—

Someone close to the teacher.

Yes.

Even the Boat of Chaos had sided with destruction.

What about people?

If someone had sided with destruction, and that person had always been by the teacher’s side, then it would make sense.

Of course, other situations were also possible.

In short.

“Brenna, are there any treasures on the market for finding specific targets?”

Shen Ye asked.

“There are some,” Brenna said, shaking her head, “but since just now, these treasures have all been bought up, and the few remaining ones have been driven to extremely high prices.”

“Does our Duke’s mansion have such treasures?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes, but according to the information released by the Lord of Death, the kind of person-finding compass we have is useless—”

“Its effective range is only a few hundred miles.”

“But Earth is too big.”

Shen Ye thought for a while, then said:

“Do you think the treasures in other people’s hands have a chance?”

“My lord, it’s hard to say—no one has ever encountered that person, and we don’t even have any related information,” Brenna said.

“The Lord of Death knows some things,” Shen Ye said.

“This mission was issued by His Excellency, so he must know some crucial information, but he certainly won’t reveal it easily,” Brenna stated.

That’s right.

That’s how it is.

Things were getting troublesome.

How could he find Xu Xingke among the billions of people on Earth?

Brenna continued:

“Earth identities are also being highly speculated now. Fortunately, we have some in reserve, My Lord, you can depart at any time.”

Earth identity…

In other words, it was difficult for the destructive minions to go to the True Reality Void, and extremely dangerous to go to the True Reality Land, but they could obtain human identities on Earth!

“My Lord, do you need to depart now?”

Brenna asked.

“No,” Shen Ye pondered for a few breaths, then said, “Do you know about the synchronized destruction terms?”

“I heard about it too,” Brenna nodded, “It’s unbelievable that this reward is a synchronized term.”

Shen Ye looked at her, signaling her to continue.

Brenna had no choice but to say, “Synchronized destruction terms are the strongest combat terms, each of which can bring about a world-shattering increase in power to its owner.”

“It’s not an exaggeration to say it can change a person’s destiny.”

“Everyone is talking about it.”

“Many people have already rushed to Earth, My Lord.”

Shen Ye echoed, “Indeed.”

Tsk.

Teacher is in danger.

He must find a way to find the teacher before everyone else!

“Brenna.”

“Your command, My Lord.”

“Convert all recent profits of the Duke’s mansion into gold, do it now.”

“Yes, My Lord!”

Brenna quickly left.

In the study, only Shen Ye remained.

“Big Skeleton.”

He called out.

The Big Skeleton immediately popped out, picked up the metal bracelet from the desk, and asked curiously:

“Are you really going to pass on the Through-the-Heavens Saber Technique to him?”

“Just saying it, mainly to buy half a day’s time,” Shen Ye said.

“I knew you weren’t that stupid.”

“Nonsense—come, eat this.”

Shen Ye pulled out a strand of hair and handed it to the Big Skeleton.

“Huh? Eat your hair?”

The Big Skeleton asked in confusion.

“Yes, don’t you transform into whatever you eat?” Shen Ye countered.

“But I transform from all beings into all beings, not into hair,” the Big Skeleton said, spreading its hands.

“You’ll become me?”

“That’s right.”

“Then that’s fine.”

“…So you want to turn into me? You should have said so earlier.”

The Big Skeleton ate the hair and transformed into Shen Ye’s likeness.

“One strand of hair is truly too little, it can only last for less than a day.”

“Shen Ye” said.

Shen Ye walked to the wall, placed his hand on it, and summoned the Spirit Gate.

“You stay for half a day, then immediately open the door and come back.”

He instructed.

“What about you?” the Big Skeleton asked.

“I’ll rush to find the teacher; I won’t be staying here,” Shen Ye said.

Now the Big Skeleton fully understood.

He was to impersonate Shen Ye here, proving that he was always in the Duke’s mansion.

“Alright, you go, I’ll be back in half a day.”

It waved at Shen Ye.

“Good—there’s a bell on the desk. Ring it if you want anything to eat or drink.”

“Understood.”

Seeing that everything was arranged, Shen Ye took the door off the wall, placed it in front of the Big Skeleton, then opened the door and stepped in.

As soon as he left, the Big Skeleton put the door into its storage ring.

“Hmph, trying to steal this old guy’s swordsmanship?”

“You must be dreaming.”

It sat cross-legged on the wide, comfortable chair for a while, gradually feeling a bit bored.

Clang!

The Big Skeleton rang the bell on the desk.

“My Lord.”

A侍者 walked into the study, bowing respectfully.

“I’m bored anyway, so get me some high-class goods, the fancy kind.” The Big Skeleton winked at the attendant.

“At once.” The attendant understood, turned, and left.

After a while.

The door opened.

The attendant entered with two slender beauties, respectfully saying:

“My Lord, the high-class goods have arrived.”

The Big Skeleton looked, and saw one woman wearing black stockings, a business suit, and gold-rimmed glasses; the other wearing white stockings, a miniskirt, cute and charming.

The Big Skeleton was furious, slammed the table and said:

“Damn it, I’m hungry, understand? I want to eat!”

“Yes, My Lord, arranging it immediately!” The attendant was terrified, and quickly retreated with the two women.

Soon after.

A dining cart was wheeled in.

Looking at the dazzling array of food, the Big Skeleton finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It had been scared to death just now.

—Shen Ye would now let himself transform into a human to assist his actions.

If he had eaten those two women just now—

What if he made himself transform into a woman to seduce enemies in the future? What would he do then?

When we walk the jianghu, it doesn’t matter what we transform into, we are all pure men of my Sacred Bone family.

Absolutely no transforming into a woman!

The Big Skeleton picked up a steak knife and began to cut a steak, muttering softly:

“Human taste buds, here I come.”

On the other side.

Earth.

Uncle Seven’s breakfast shop.

As Shen Ye stepped through the door and returned to the courtyard behind the shop, he saw Nangong Sirui sitting on a small stool.

Nangong Sirui was lost in thought.

“You’re here?” Shen Ye said.

“Yes, I’m here.” Nangong Sirui replied.

“You should not have come!” Shen Ye said.

“But I’m already here—stop, let’s not do the lines anymore. I have nowhere to go, I had to come find you.”

“With all your skills, you have nowhere to go?” Shen Ye asked, surprised.

“I don’t even have a phone, no one knows me, and I don’t have a single penny. I’m completely unregistered,” Nangong Sirui said blankly.

Shen Ye performed a hand seal for the Hun Tian Art, and reached out to pat Nangong Sirui.

Nangong Sirui immediately transformed into Xie Lan.

His clothes, hairstyle, wristwatch, phone, car keys, and everything else returned!

“One soul, two bodies, it’s too strange.”

Xie Lan sighed with emotion.

“You came at the right time; we have trouble now and need your help figuring it out,” Shen Ye said.

“What’s wrong?” Xie Lan asked.

Shen Ye explained the situation.

“They actually thought of capturing Xu Xingke…” Xie Lan also became serious, frowning. “What should we do?”

“I have a move that can predict a person’s past and future; it can be used to identify someone,” Shen Ye said.

“Then use it quickly,” Xie Lan said.

“There’s a prerequisite for activating this move—the other party must know me,” Shen Ye said.

“Know you…” Xie Lan hesitated.

Shen Ye also sighed and said:

“We need to make Xu Xingke’s true body know me in advance in the vast crowd, and then we can find him.”

“That’s too difficult,” Xie Lan said.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped his head and pointed at Shen Ye, exclaiming:

“—You should debut!”

Debut?

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

That’s right.

If he appeared on screen as a celebrity, the general public would see him and know him.

As long as they knew him, he could activate the Shifting Sands Eye.

Then he could find Xu Xingke!

“But… I can’t become famous that quickly.”

Shen Ye hesitated.

That’s not right either.

He had the term of the popular idol Max.

As long as he strengthened it with “Battle Dance Diva,” he could reach “Top Stream Heavenly King”!

This way, becoming famous might be quick…

But the Big Skeleton could only delay for half a day.

Half a day’s time.

Even a top stream heavenly king couldn’t become famous worldwide in such a short time.

“I’ll take you to film a movie, starting with a supporting role. With your skills and appearance, it’s possible to become famous,” Xie Lan said.

“Too slow,” Shen Ye said.

He paced back and forth in the courtyard a few times, then suddenly reached out and pulled a chip from the void.

—The AI chip of the Eternal Brain!

According to the Eternal Brain’s memory—

The password to control the AI was engraved on the chip, a long string of numbers.

Shen Ye memorized the string of numbers, then opened his phone and inserted the chip.

After a few minutes.

An interface appeared on the phone.

Enter password.

Beep beep beep!

A pleasant electronic sound came from the phone:

“I am delighted that you have finally reactivated me, revered Mr. Shen Ye.”

—This was the AI from the Eternal Brain!

“To be honest, was the password I just gave useful?” Shen Ye asked.

“Of course, it represents the highest authority to control me, and the only one,” the AI said.

“I want to release a video now; help me get the traffic up, preferably so everyone can see me,” Shen Ye said.

“Quite simple, Mr. Shen Ye,” the AI said.

Shen Ye then opened the camera and began to film.

At this time, he was still in the appearance of young Shen Ye, and like Nangong Sirui, he had no identity in the human world.

So he smiled at the camera and said:

“Respected ladies and gentlemen, hello.”

“I am the Destroyer Demon King from the void, Baxter Paige.”

“—I know you think ‘Paige’ is funny, and honestly, I do too.”

“On a serious note, I will steal one cent from everyone’s bank account.”

“Remember, I am serious.”

“Also, I, Baxter Paige, like beef noodles, drink cola, and my favorite actress—no, my favorite color is white.”

“Remember this.”

“Now, I’m going to steal your money.”

Beep!

The video ended.

“Upload it. Every phone must be able to receive this video. If not, it should automatically play the audio—then steal one cent from everyone’s bank account.”

Shen Ye said.

“Don’t worry, it’s being handled immediately,” the AI’s voice replied.

He activated the “Top Stream Heavenly King” term, then waited quietly.

—This was not a casual performance video.

This was a threat.

People would remember it.

Moments later.

“Done,” the AI said.

“Very good, you’ve worked hard,” Shen Ye said.

“Mr. Shen Ye, you’re about to become famous. What’s our next step?” the AI asked.

“Display all human faces before me—make it quick,” Shen Ye said.

“At your command.”

On the phone screen, human faces began to appear rapidly.

The next second.

The phone automatically connected to the TV in the room.

Innumerable human faces flashed across the TV like a stream, moving at extreme speed.

Shen Ye sat in front of the TV, silently watching the countless human faces flash by.

Golden quicksand surged in his eyes.

—Shifting Sands Eye!

The past and future of those humans emerged together in his mind.

Shen Ye quickly sifted through them, eliminating people one by one.

At a certain moment—

“Stop.”

He called out.

A brawny man’s face appeared on the phone screen.

“Is that him?”

Xie Lan asked.

“No, this person is a butcher, but he is actually a human identity of a destruction minion,” Shen Ye said.

“Just ignore him.”

“That won’t do. I’ll kill them all—the more I kill, the fewer people there will be looking for Master.”

Shen Ye stared at the man on the phone screen, silently memorizing his address, then—

“Door.”

The Spirit Gate suddenly appeared.

He stepped over.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The door opened again.

Shen Ye stepped back in, squatted by the faucet, and washed the blood from his hands.

“How was it?”

Xie Lan asked.

“Five people came in total, and I killed them all; not even their souls escaped,” Shen Ye said.

“Quite efficient, aren’t you?” Xie Lan said.

Shen Ye glanced at the prompt in the void, and seeing his personal attributes increase due to destruction, he quietly said:

“If it comes down to it, I’ll just kill them all.”

“That way, no one will find the teacher.”