Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 628

Chapter 611: Aether

“If there’s nothing else, I’m going to work.”

Jiu flicked nonexistent dust off her shoulders, and in full view of everyone, she said gracefully.

In the room.

The department head, Xing Can, looking helpless; Jiu’s direct superior, Qing Lang; and the woman who had been beaten into a pig’s head, glaring with resentful eyes—

Bang!

Jiu deliberately slammed the door shut, making a loud noise.

These people were all cut off by the door.

Jiu whistled, turned around, and looked around.

All her colleagues were in their cubicles, heads down, looking very busy.

Jiu returned to her desk.

She tossed a card on the table, crossed her legs, and lazily picked up a book to cover her face, ready to sleep.

—That card was the contact card given by Jie.

Just now, when she showed this card, the attitudes of her two superiors immediately changed.

They contacted Jie through the card.

Jie seemed very busy and had no time to deal with affairs here, only briefly saying, “She is a junior from the Split Bee race; please cultivate her well.”

The two superiors could only repeatedly agree.

—The communication ended.

Since Jie was willing to speak, there would be no problem.

Who would dare to disrespect a Saint’s face?

Moreover, this time the Saints went to the dream world to besiege her and compete for the high-dimensional ladder, but they were affected by the battle between the “King” and the monsters, and many were killed.

Many positions of power in the Myriad World Survival Association were left vacant.

Accordingly.

Jie’s status became more stable, and he was even about to be promoted further!

After all.

The Split Bee race is one of the most vengeful and skilled combat races.

Any Saint from this race would be wary of them.

So—

She was safe.

Jiu simply put both feet on the table, casually shaking her round, pale, long legs.

“Pay attention, you are a woman now.”

Chatelet admonished him.

“And very beautiful,” the Ship of Chaos added.

“So your movements should be more graceful, or you’ll give yourself away,” Su Su said.

“Remember to check out the cafeteria here later,” Uncle Seven reminded.

“Got it.”

Jiu sullenly retracted her legs, mimicked her colleagues, sat upright, and put on a professional demeanor.

Bang!

The door to the director’s office opened.

The ugly, fat woman ran out crying and returned to her seat.

But she didn’t sit down; instead, she stood there, weeping profusely, and looked in Jiu’s direction.

In the office, only her cries could be heard.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

She was still crying!

Jiu couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.

Anyone could see that this ugly woman had been criticized by the leadership.

So she chose to feign pity at her workstation?

Did she want everyone to think that she, the newcomer, was bullying an old colleague by relying on a Saint’s authority?

Jiu tilted her head, thought for a moment, stood up, and walked over.

Everyone’s gaze was on her.

—Was she going to make up?

Many thought.

After all, as a newcomer, she had already gone too far.

They would still have to interact in the future.

At this point, if she just gave in—

“What are you looking at, your mother?”

Jiu’s voice echoed through the office.

Silence.

She stood outside the ugly woman’s cubicle, arms resting on the counter, gazing curiously at her.

“What are you looking at, your mom?”

“You’ve been staring at me since just now. Are you jealous of my peerless beauty?”

A human woman of extreme beauty, speaking such words in a playful and charming tone, truly made it difficult for people to react instantly.

The ugly, fat woman’s eyes widened, her mouth opening and closing, suddenly letting out a wail:

“You’re bullying me!”

Jiu’s eyes narrowed.

The opponent’s entire body’s power fluctuations burst forth completely.

—She’s going all out!

Is she trying to get a vicious hit on me while she has the chance?

But—

She was now the Lord of the “Dream” law, a prospective Saint.

As soon as she finished learning the “King’s” method of becoming a Saint, she would become a genuine Saint!

—And she would definitely be stronger than other Saints!

Because she had seen the Saints’ methods of becoming Saints—

Compared to the method of becoming a Saint that the “King” had traded to her, the Saints’ methods were simply child’s play.

Jiu even recalled the various knowledge points of the Saint-becoming method, and then slowly stretched out her hand—

With destruction?

No, a casual outburst of attack would directly kill the opponent.

She was here to cultivate in obscurity.

With eternity?

Not useful.

Truth…

Overwhelming power would be too conspicuous.

So forget it.

Jiu casually extended a finger, using it as a long blade, and gently poked the void.

This poke landed directly on the opponent’s glabella.

“Want to die?”

Jiu asked with a smiling face.

She—

Was too beautiful.

Even lightly touching the other person with her finger gave a delightful and captivating impression.

The ugly woman, poked in place, froze for a moment, stopped crying, and silently retreated to her desk, sat down, and began to work.

Jiu looked at her pants.

… She had peed herself.

Yes, she really could have poked a hole in her brain with one blow just now.

But there was no need.

Though the Split Bee race was vengeful, killing someone on the first day of work would be a bit much.

“Hmph.”

Jiu swayed her hips, slowly returned to her workstation, and sat down.

—No one spoke a word throughout.

Jiu sat there, bored, propping her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

Right.

What was my job again?

—It seems no work has been assigned yet!

Hilarious.

Jiu was proudly shaking her long legs when a voice suddenly came:

“Jiu, come with me for fieldwork.”

Looking back.

It was her direct superior, Qing Lang.

She didn’t know what race he originally was, but now disguised as a human, he looked like a male painter with glasses and a beard.

—He carried a large board on his back, much like an easel.

“Yes, boss.”

Jiu responded, stood up, and followed the other person out of the office.

What was fieldwork?

Jiu wondered silently.

She followed Qing Lang all the way to the end of the corridor, opened a room, stepped in, and stood on the teleportation array.

“To the top floor.”

Qing Lang said to the person in charge of controlling the law.

The teleportation array activated.

In an instant.

Jiu and Qing Lang were teleported together to the top floor of the Myriad World Survival Association.

“The Myriad World Survival Association building is located at a special coordinate, from where you can see what lies beyond the Myriad Worlds.”

Qing Lang introduced.

Jiu looked up, only to see endless flowing tides deep in the sky.

They were dark, bottomless tides of power.

They seemed to be drawn by some force, continuously surging and rushing towards the depths of the sky, turning into an even deeper black.

“This is—law?” Jiu couldn’t help but ask.

“The laws of the Myriad Worlds and the laws beyond the Myriad Worlds intertwine, forming an ‘Aether’ that is stronger than law.”

“’Aether’ is a twisted force formed by multiple laws, incredibly violent; ordinary strong individuals who enter will die.”

“Even Saints cannot stay in there for long.”

“However—recently, it’s rumored that humans can control multiple laws to form ‘Aether’.”

“What lies beyond the ‘Aether’?” Jiu asked.

“The Other Shore.”

Qing Lang uttered two words.

Jiu shrugged and continued to gaze at the boundless aether.

They were like an unfathomable ocean, exuding an aura that could destroy all things at any moment.

Tsk.

If there were no high-dimensional sacred stairs, how could one pass through the aether?

Jiu thought to herself.

“Here it comes,” Qing Lang suddenly said.

Only to see a small black dot appear deep in the sky.

It was a Saint-level expert!

He descended swiftly, landing on the top floor of the building, but placed a box on the ground.

“Elder, you’ve worked hard.”

Qing Lang said respectfully.

“Mm, today’s items should be safe, rated D-class—take them back for proper recording.”

After the Saint finished his instructions, he flew straight into the sky and vanished before Qing Lang could speak.

Only then did Qing Lang step forward and open the box.

Inside the box lay a black, dried finger.

“Boss, what is this?”

Jiu asked.

“Something floating in the aether—it could be from the Myriad Worlds, or it could be from the Other Shore.”

“The job of our Aether Affairs Department is to record and archive the items salvaged from the aether,” Qing Lang said.

“This is dangerous,” Jiu couldn’t help but say, “What if it’s from the Other Shore? Wouldn’t we be directly wiped out?”

“The Saint has already appraised it; D-class means this finger is an ordinary item, posing no threat,” Qing Lang said.

“What if there is a threat?” Jiu persisted.

—There was no way around it; this concerned her own life.

“Items above A-class are not under our jurisdiction; they are handled by other more powerful departments,” Qing Lang said.

Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

That would be good.

She looked across at the finger, and saw lines of faint glowing text appear beside it:

“Rahu’s Finger.”

“Disguised.”

“Door ability cannot be identified.”

“*&&……&…………&*……%&”

“……”

Jiu suddenly felt a headache.

Disguised?

Even a finger could disguise itself, yet the Saint declared it safe!

—Safe my ass!

“What’s wrong?” Qing Lang asked with concern.

“Nothing, just a bit dizzy,” Jiu immediately brushed it off.

“Fieldwork carries a certain risk—though there’s actually not much risk, but once you’ve done fieldwork today, you can rest.”

“Thank you for your care, Boss.” Jiu immediately showed gratitude, cupping her hands and saying.

“Mm, Xiao Hua is indeed a bit overbearing, try not to mind her in the future.”

Xiao Hua?

Is that the ugly, fat woman?

“As long as she doesn’t provoke me,” Jiu said.

Qing Lang simply laid out the facts:

“Actually, our Aether Affairs Department is quite relaxed, and the benefits are good.”

“So generally, people can’t get in; only with a Saint’s word can new members join.”

Jiu nodded.

—So that means Xiao Hua also has a Saint backing her.

Sure enough, Qing Lang continued:

“We can’t interfere if you provoke Xiao Hua, but if Xiao Hua retaliates against you, we also can’t easily blame her.”

“So, can you avoid provoking her in the future?”

This was the attitude of department leadership.

Caught between Saints, they truly found it difficult to act appropriately.

Jiu smiled and said,

“Boss, you know our Split Bee race isn’t one to stir up trouble. In the future, as long as she doesn’t provoke me, I won’t pay any attention to her.”

“That’s good,” Qing Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up the box and shouted to a staff member:

“Teleport.”

“Yes!”

The spatial array activated.

The next moment.

The two of them arrived at a new location.

“What is this place?”

Jiu looked around.

It was an extremely spacious room, filled with crystal vessels, each containing various sealed objects.

“Relax, this is the D-class warehouse.”

Qing Lang handed the box to an employee.

“The boss is right, newbie,” the employee said cheerfully, “Generally, D-class items aren’t dangerous.”

Under Jiu’s gaze.

A square luminous crystal sealed that finger.

Several staff members on duty today stood by, observing and recording the finger.

“What exactly is this finger?”

Jiu pressed.

“Don’t know, and no need to know. Only items above B-class will be further investigated by Saints,” Qing Lang said.

“So D-class items aren’t handled?”

“It wouldn’t even be a problem to discard them directly, but since they came from the aether—according to procedure, sealing them in the warehouse is sufficient.”

Jiu covertly peered at the clerks’ records.

She saw them casually scribble a few lines like “color, features, item storage time” on paper, and that was considered the completion of the task.

Hiss—

This place was indeed quite laid-back.

But it wasn’t safe at all!

Work completed, the few of them exited the warehouse in turn.

Jiu looked back.

That finger lay quietly within the crystal seal.

Strange-shaped objects filled the surroundings.

None of them seemed threatening.

The warehouse had no special defenses, only some relatively strict rune arrays maintaining the seal of the spells.

“You can go back and rest. Come to work tomorrow,” Qing Lang said.

“Yes.” Jiu turned around and walked away without hesitation.

—Today’s work was done.

Jiu silently left the building and returned to room 607 on the sixth floor of the staff dormitory building.

Swiped her card to enter.

The room was empty.

This was her assigned dormitory; if she needed anything, she had to buy it herself.

Jiu plopped down on the floor, breathing a slight sigh of relief.

“Hmm… something indeed went wrong.”

She muttered to herself in a low voice.

In the void.

Lines of faint glowing text had already appeared:

“Your Door ability is damaged, unable to display further information.”

The headache just now was the physical manifestation of her damaged Door ability, causing both her soul and body to feel pain.

“Hiss—it really hurts—”

Jiu clutched her head, wanting to rest.

But now was not the time.

She collected herself, carefully considered the whole matter, and then took out her card.

As soon as she put her spiritual power into it, the card activated.

“Something wrong?”

Jie’s voice came from the card.

“Which departments do you oversee?” Jiu asked.

Jie immediately replied with a tone that suggested he had known this all along:

“This Lord is responsible for the Special Operations Team—don’t be too ambitious, just work in the Aether Affairs Department, and when your strength increases, then go to the Special Operations Team responsible for B-class items and above.”

The communication ended.

Jiu looked at the card in front of her, silent for a long time.

Tsk.

You, a Saint, are simply unqualified.

Such a terrifying finger, and you all didn’t even notice…

If something big happened, it would probably be hard to clean up.

Jiu thought back and forth for a moment.

—It’s fine.

Jie wasn’t responsible for the “Aether Affairs Department,” so if something happened to the “Aether Affairs Department,” it wouldn’t implicate him.

As long as he doesn’t fall, she will have a backer.

Additionally.

She needed to repair her Door ability as soon as possible.

“Chatelet, my Door ability is damaged. How can I restore it?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Absorb other Door abilities,” Chatelet said.

“Other Door abilities…”

“Yes, I have the panda ready. If you want it, I’ll send it over.”

“Forget it then, I’ll find another way.”

Jiu suddenly recalled that there seemed to be two types of Door abilities in the dream world.

Shara Twin Trees!

—Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and Impermanent Evil Path!

“Guard me, conceal all presence.”

Jiu said.

The next second.

Chatelet, Su Su, Uncle Seven, and the Ship of Chaos quietly appeared in the room, each standing at a corner.

They unleashed their powers, constructing a power-sealing barrier.

“Alright.”

Chatelet said.

Only then did Jiu raise her hand, gently invoking the law of dreams.

The illusory figure of the Town Chief quietly appeared.

—It was the Dream Law itself!

“I recall that within the dream, there is a heritage of the Shara Twin Trees’ Door ability.”

Jiu said.

“Indeed there is; obtaining it back then was also by chance,” the Town Chief said.

“Isn’t it a power of the dream law?” Jiu asked, puzzled.

“Door abilities are extremely rare in the Myriad Worlds because they originally descended from the Other Shore.”

“The Myriad Worlds simply cannot produce such abilities.”

“Perhaps the existence of the Other Shore possesses a method for these abilities to be born.”

The Town Chief said.

Jiu, however, looked towards Chatelet.

Chatelet smiled and sighed: “When I roamed the Myriad Worlds, I found Door abilities extremely useful, so I figured out a way to derive them using the Epoch.”

“I always wondered why no one mass-learned and used Door abilities.”

“Because it’s impossible,” Jiu and the Town Chief said in unison.

The Other Shore…

As expected, Door abilities originate from the Other Shore!

Therefore, only a handful of people in the Myriad Worlds can acquire them.

But to create Door abilities—

Only a true creation from the Other Shore, like Chatelet, could accomplish it!

So—

The hint “Door ability cannot be identified” that she had seen earlier was perfectly logical.

Jiu suddenly thought of another matter and couldn’t help but ask:

“The Shara Twin Trees’ Door ability is extremely powerful, so why was Ulrich still ambushed by Old John?”

“Because most of his energy was used to forge the high-dimensional sacred ladder—his predecessor was also doing this, so he hadn’t fully developed his Door ability,” the Town Chief said.

“Irrational,” Jiu commented.

“No choice—he had already foreseen that the Saints would make their move, and only the high-dimensional ladder offered a complete escape—like how you have escaped now,” the Town Chief said.

Jiu sighed.

The undercurrents within the Myriad Worlds were turbulent and deadly.

—She herself almost perished.

In the past, there was still the ultimate retreat, the World of Truth.

Now, even the World of Truth was inaccessible.

So Ulrich truly had no other option.

It was simply tragic.

Jiu felt a bit wary and also somewhat alert.

In the future, she must be careful, or she might perish at any time.

As for now—

—First, fix the Door ability!

“With Ulrich’s death, his Shara Twin Trees legacy is also vacant, along with some subsequent secret runes of the Twin Trees, all given to you,” the Town Chief said.

“Good,” Jiu said.

Her hands sank into the void, beginning to receive the legacy.

At the same time.

Lines of faint glowing text quietly appeared:

“You begin to use the term ‘Mandala Uroboros’ to absorb all legacies related to the Shara Twin Trees.”

“Current Door ability legacy begins to merge with your ‘Door of Souls’.”

“Congratulations.”

“This fusion has resulted in an transcendent evolution.”

“Given that your Door ability is damaged, this evolution will first repair your Door ability, and then begin to evolve.”

“Estimated time: 24 hours.”

“Please wait.”

“—The combat prompts from your Door ability can now be used normally.”

That would work.

Should she go and see that finger?

Jiu quickly made a decision.

—No.

Just pretend she knew nothing.

Live quietly.

Knock, knock, knock—

A knock on the door sounded.

The creations of truth looked at Jiu.

Jiu nodded.

In an instant.

They withdrew their seals and returned to their true forms.

Only then did Jiu stand up and open the door.

It was almost noon by now.

Staff from various departments had clocked off.

So Jiu saw the fat, ugly woman named Xiao Hua, bringing five or six men and women, blocking the doorway.

“It’s her!” Xiao Hua shrieked.

Bang!

Jiu slammed the door shut.

—She really didn’t want trouble.

Just a moment ago she had promised, and her superior, Qing Lang, had even given her an afternoon off because of it.

She had to show her superior some respect.

Jiu took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and quietly waited for them to leave.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Xiao Hua’s voice suddenly came through the door crack:

“I know who you are.”

“—Your mom died on the Other Shore, didn’t she?”

“A rotten woman’s daughter is also rotten. She begged Lord Jie in that way to get this job—everyone knows how you got in.”

Jiu’s eyes lit up.

Since ancient times.

Our Split Bee race never initiates aggression, but we won’t allow aggression either.

“You said that, you know.”

She said softly, gently stroking her beautiful long hair, and then—

Boom!

The dormitory door was kicked open.

Everyone only saw a blur of afterimage flash past.

Xiao Hua was grabbed by the neck by a stunning long-haired woman, flown out of the sixth floor, and slammed against the wall of the opposite office building.

“I absolutely love it when people bully me.”

Jiu whispered in her ear, then opened her hand and began to slap her fiercely.

“Stop it!”

Several men and women shouted in unison.

They flew towards Jiu.

Jiu smiled.

Fighting with you can help me establish the persona of a Split Bee race girl.

A reliable persona.

Then I’m safe!

—Come on!