Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 630

Screams rang out from outside.

Although they were not clearly audible, Jiu could still confirm that they were the collective screams of many people.

She listened for a moment and then paid no more heed.

What was most important at the moment was to cultivate the Saintly Law.

Before she had barely started practicing for a little while, a knock sounded at the door of the isolation room.

“Come in,” Jiu said.

The door to the isolation room slowly opened.

A humanoid figure, entirely black with a single horn on its head, walked in.

“Mother,” the humanoid figure said respectfully.

Mother?

Jiu was caught off guard, but having been through much, she quickly had a guess.

“Are you that curse?” Jiu asked.

The single-horned black figure spoke, “You separated me from the infinite combinations of spells. Thanks to this action, I gained an independent consciousness—”

“I truly exist.”

Jiu fell silent.

She saw the two guards outside the isolation room door looking呆滯, as if completely unaware.

The clock on the wall had its hour, minute, and second hands all stopped simultaneously.

A speck of dust was frozen in the faint light.

The warning runes on the wall showed no reaction.

The laws were dormant.

Like a flock of docile sheep—

They dared not do anything in this moment of frozen time.

A chill surged up her spine.

Damn it.

Why was there an inexplicable cold lingering in her heart, refusing to dissipate?

Jiu composed herself.

Clearly, this entity was the curse she had extracted from the “King.”

—Could a curse also develop consciousness and become a “person-like” existence?

It was too bizarre.

“Mother, please nurture me.”

The curse spoke.

Nurture…

Jiu subconsciously glanced at her chest.

No.

That shouldn’t be what it meant.

“Mother, I’m dying. Please… save me…”

The humanoid curse continued.

Let it die.

Or.

—Help it survive?

In an instant.

Countless thoughts flashed through Jiu’s mind.

She wanted to ask the several creators, but found that they were all “blocked.”

Yes.

At this moment.

Even the True Creators could not participate!

Jiu suddenly realized something.

—This curse was something even the “King” couldn’t handle.

It came from that monster.

And that monster was an existence that had awakened from the depths of the True World.

Ultimately—

This curse was a technique from the Other Shore.

It was about to die.

“I am very weak,” Jiu said. “Is there any way I can save you?”

The curse walked step by step, knelt before her, and sobbed, “I want something to eat, otherwise my strength will be exhausted, and I will immediately dissipate.”

Yes.

It was a technique.

A curse technique.

Its original destiny was to exhaust its power, attack the enemy, and then completely disappear.

Jiu tried to smile, making her voice gentle:

“What do you want to eat?”

“Spells, I want to eat spells, Mother,” the curse immediately said.

A spell life, to survive, must consume other spells.

Conservation of energy.

—Very reasonable.

But—

“This building is full of various magical runes. As soon as you attack, they will be activated. Why don’t you eat them?” Jiu asked.

“It’s not enough, they are too weak. The aether I consume when eating them is more than the aether they can provide. I will starve to death, Mother,” the curse said.

Then there was nothing to be done.

“What can I give you?” Jiu asked.

“Terms or spells related to terms. The magic power they possess is barely enough for me to survive here, Mother,” the curse said.

Jiu pondered for a moment and finally made a decision.

Save it.

Yes, for herself, it was extremely dangerous, but it was also a force that could break the situation.

She couldn’t handle the siege of the Saints.

But with this technique from the Other Shore, there was hope.

There were many other benefits.

—She had to take a risk!

With a thought, Jiu immediately released a spell.

“The Puppet String of Fate.”

“Divine skill, control skill, the double-edged whip of divination and evolution.”

This spell could create negative terms in the target, thus counting as a term-related skill.

“Mother, can I eat it?” the curse asked with a longing tone.

“Eat it,” Jiu said softly.

The shadow, which was the curse, immediately transformed into a mass of blackness, landing on her hand, like a long snake coiled around a stone pillar, and devoured the spell in her hand.

Tiny glowing words immediately appeared:

“Your divine skill ‘Puppet String of Fate’ has been consumed.”

“You have eternally lost this spell.”

“Your curse is feeding.”

In an instant.

The clock on the wall began to move.

The door to the isolation room closed.

Everything returned to normal.

Only the curse’s voice echoed in Jiu’s heart:

“Thank you, Mother, I have finally survived…”

The voice gradually faded.

Jiu watched as the black shadow completely disappeared into her palm, and for a long time, she realized she was drenched in cold sweat.

The curse’s voice carried a hint of childishness, yet it was full of sincerity.

—It had just been born!

What direction would this matter take in the future?

She didn’t know.

But she had already made her choice.

As Jiu was thinking, she suddenly saw lines of faint glowing text appear stealthily:

“This curse is willing to share all its information with you.”

“Read the combat record stored on this curse, total of one entry:”

“Current ‘Curse’ has devoured all the rune spells in the Ten Thousand Realms Survival Association building, all offensive spells cast on it, and all defensive spells cast on the spot.”

“Hunger forced it to seek out the existence that gave birth to it—you.”

Jiu composed herself.

—It still wasn’t full after all that?

Damn it.

She shook her head, deciding not to waste any more time thinking about things she couldn’t control.

Soon, Jiu settled her mind and began to silently recite the Saintly Law left by the “King” once again.

Time passed by, little by little.

Every hour, Jiu had new insights.

She gradually entered a state of complete absorption, stepping by step, following the Saintly Law to improve her control over the laws.

Around three or four in the afternoon.

The enforcement team arrived.

“Congratulations.”

“Someone has paid your fine, you are now free to go.”

The enforcement team leader said.

Jiu showed no joy, instead, she frowned slightly and asked, “Who was it?”

“It was your colleague, Xiaohua, the Princess of the Demon Life Race. She personally paid your fine,” the enforcement team leader said.

“I refuse her payment. Please keep me in confinement,” Jiu said.

The enforcement team leader was a bit surprised and spread his hands, saying, “There’s no such thing. Your confinement is over. It’s an order directly from the Saint.”

“—Leave here now.”

Jiu had no choice but to stand up and walk out of the isolation room.

Outside.

Four staff members were already waiting.

“Please follow us.”

“Is there something wrong?”

“Regarding the inheritance of Saint Jie’s estate, there are some matters to attend to.”

“…Alright.”

Jiu followed the group to the seventy-eighth floor of the building.

This seemed to be a place similar to a courtroom.

As soon as she entered, she saw three Saints seated on a high platform, and the spectator stands around were also packed with professionals.

—Too many people.

Jiu glanced around and then paid no more attention, simply following the staff’s instructions to stand in a designated spot.

“The person has been brought,” the staff reported to the Saints.

“Good, then let’s begin now.”

The Saint’s voice echoed from the elevated platform:

“Jiu of the Split Bee Race.”

“You have received all the inheritance of the Saint ‘Jie.’ Now, according to the procedures of the Ten Thousand Realms Justice Department, all these assets will be handed over to you.”

“—Do you have any objections?”

Under the gaze of all, Jiu calmly spoke:

“I wish to apply for a temporary freeze on all inheritances, and when I reach the age of three hundred, the freeze can be lifted and the assets delivered to me.”

The lifespan of the Split Bee Race is nine hundred years.

If they become strong, their lifespan will be even longer.

Three hundred years for the Split Bee Race is just newly adult.

This request was reasonable and faultless, and also ensured Jiu’s own safety.

“Applying for an inheritance freeze requires a large sum of money.”

The Saint on the high platform said.

“Lend it to me, deduct it from the inheritance, until the moment I reclaim the inheritance.”

As Jiu finished speaking, before anyone could react, she continued, “And I want to make a new will right now.”

“—If I die, all assets shall be immediately destroyed, with no remnants left.”

Pin-drop silence.

Everyone silently digested her words.

On the high platform.

The three Saints exchanged glances.

“Your opinion has been received.”

“Normally, the Department of Justice would handle it according to your wishes, but this time is different.”

“What’s different?” Jiu asked.

“The Ten Thousand Realms are currently facing a crisis of life and death, and your strength must also increase rapidly.”

“So, we three have decided—”

“The Saint’s inheritance will be delivered directly to your hands.”

The corner of Jiu’s mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.

A Saint’s inheritance.

How enviable that was.

Yet they completely disregarded her wishes and handed the inheritance to her.

They were afraid she was too safe, weren’t they?

“What, do you have any objections?”

On the high platform, the Saint asked with an authoritative tone.

How could Jiu fall into that trap?

“No objections, thank you, Saints — I will definitely cultivate diligently and strive to become a Saint as soon as possible.”

She said in a steady tone.

“Hmm, that’s more like it.”

A small bag flew down and landed in Jiu’s hand.

Tiny glowing words popped up:

“This spatial artifact must be activated by ‘Jiu”s will, otherwise, it will be directly destroyed.”

Jiu silently put away the bag and turned to leave.

Her confinement was over.

The inheritance was now in the hands of her, an “orphan.”

The only benefit of staying here was the matter of her “clean identity.”

Thankfully, her superior, Qing Lang, had given her half a day off.

She could now return to her dorm and seize the time to cultivate that Saintly Law.

—First, become a Saint, then talk!

Jiu suddenly stopped.

At the end of the corridor.

The department head, Xing Can, accompanied by several subordinates, was waiting there.

“Boss,” Jiu greeted.

“Hmm, I heard Qing Lang approved your afternoon off?” Xing Can asked.

“Yes, because I went to the rooftop with him to collect a D-class aether artifact. He said according to the rules, I could have the afternoon off,” Jiu said.

“It’s urgent. How about this, you can rest tomorrow, but for now, let’s work overtime,” Xing Can said.

“I just came here, and there are many things I don’t understand at all,” Jiu said.

“It’s fine. A few colleagues will guide you — you’ll go to the C-class warehouse to inspect the sealing conditions of various items,” Xing Can said.

After Xing Can finished speaking, he left.

“Come with us. This is temporary overtime, everyone has to participate.”

A colleague said.

…

A few minutes later.

In the C-class warehouse.

All sorts of strange things were sealed in crystal, arranged neatly in rows.

The entire warehouse was about the size of a dozen football fields.

Everyone was assigned a section, each responsible for inspecting a portion of the items.

“Where’s Xiaohua?” Jiu looked around.

“She’s in the D-class warehouse — you go over there, the northern section is yours.”

Before Jiu could speak, the other colleagues had already begun their intense and busy inspection work.

Everyone held a palm-sized device.

By pointing the device at the sealed object, the device would automatically read the object’s information and check the sealing condition.

—If there was a problem, the staff would record it and report it.

Jiu took the machine she had just been given and walked towards the area she was responsible for.

Overtime.

How long had it been since she heard that word?

Would she suddenly encounter some unsealed dangerous item and be immediately killed?

Tomorrow’s headline news:

“Split Bee maiden receives Saint’s inheritance, dead on the spot during night overtime!”

Jiu shook her head self-deprecatingly and began her work.

She pointed the machine at a crystal seal, and when the machine emitted a “beep,” it meant the seal was intact.

Then she could inspect the next sealed object.

—This work was tedious and boring.

Jiu even began to multitask, scanning the sealed objects while silently reciting the Saintly Law.

As time passed.

She gradually became immersed in the endless stream of sealed objects.

“Beep!”

Another soft sound.

Jiu mechanically shuffled her feet, walked to the next sealed object, and raised her device again.

“Wait a moment,” Su Su’s voice suddenly rang out.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Jiu asked.

“Your efficiency is very slow like this. Why don’t I parasitize this warehouse and help you instantly grasp the situation of all sealed items?” Su Su said.

“But there might be surveillance or something…”

Jiu’s words trailed off and slowly stopped.

She looked towards the wall beside her.

She saw that all the runes etched on the wall had turned a dull gray color.

—The runes had lost their effectiveness.

Because the curse had devoured all the rune-based spells in the entire building!

“If they want to kill you, it’s precisely when there’s no surveillance – perhaps someone is planning something,” Chatelet said.

Jiu nodded slightly.

As long as there was no surveillance, she had nothing to fear.

If a Saint were lurking nearby, she would feel it—

The True Creations would also sense it.

Since that was the case.

“…Alright, then I’ll leave it to Su Su,” Jiu said.

A woman silently emerged from the shadow behind Jiu, placed her hand on the ground, and disappeared into it.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Su Su reappeared, returning to the shadow behind Jiu.

“Done, I even checked the other warehouses.”

Su Su said.

“Is there any problem?”

“There are several very aggressive creations, their seals have long been missing, and you might even be attacked as soon as you go near them.”

“That’s it?”

“Also—actually this warehouse is connected to the B-grade warehouse next door. I saw a passage, and you might accidentally pass through it and reach the B-grade warehouse.”

Su Su emphasized, “Someone is guarding the other side of that passage, but they are hidden.”

Jiu understood.

Tsk.

Jie was dead.

She was alone and helpless, yet she had received all of Jie’s inheritance.

—They were planning to take advantage of her being an orphan.

Jiu turned and walked out of the warehouse.

She walked for a while before reaching the warehouse door.

“Why are you out?”

The colleague guarding the warehouse asked in surprise.

“It’s almost finished. Can I take a break? Grab a bite or something,” Jiu said.

“Time is tight, the task is heavy — hurry up and inspect. Work meals will be delivered at night,” the colleague said.

Jiu sighed, turned back, and returned to the strangely shaped sealed objects.

“You’ve already finished inspecting, why aren’t you going back?” Su Su whispered.

Jiu smiled and said, “If I go out now, they will come up with new ways to deal with me. Here, there’s no problem.”

She sat on the ground, closed her eyes, and began to comprehend the Saintly Law again.

As long as she didn’t touch the dangerous sealed objects, nothing would happen.

As long as she didn’t go through the misleading passage—

Nothing would happen either.

She didn’t need to bother with them, she just needed to seize the time to cultivate!

Time flowed quietly.

The aura around Jiu gradually solidified.

She began to perceive the various laws in the endless void.

An incredibly regretful sigh rang out:

“Someone’s coming.”

—It was Chatelet’s voice.

Not only did she feel regret, but the other creations also let out helpless sighs.

No way!

Someone always interrupted.

Jiu opened her eyes to see Xing Can, the department head, standing opposite her.

“Boss, something wrong?”

Jiu smiled.

“How are you coming along with your work here?” Xing Can asked.

“Mostly done.”

“Good, now go to the D-class warehouse. The work there is more demanding, you can assist them.”

“Yes.”

Jiu followed Xing Can to the D-class warehouse.

Xing Can assigned her an area and then left.

Su Su’s voice quietly echoed in her mind:

“I just took a look at several warehouses. The area he assigned you has a seal that’s about to break, and whatever is inside seems quite dangerous.”

Jiu’s eyes deepened.

“Is it timed?” she asked.

“When you start working, at your efficiency, the seal will break just as you’re about to reach it,” Su Su said.

“Let’s go, directly to it,” Jiu said.

She followed Su Su’s directions and went directly to the sealed object.

—It was a wriggling piece of flesh.

The seal around it was indeed very fragile.

Jiu raised her device and swept it over the seal.

“Beep beep beep beep—”

The alarm sounded.

Several figures arrived instantly.

“Look, this has a problem,” Jiu said.

Several professionals looked at her.

Jiu smiled, scratching her head, “I have some premonitions about danger, so I could sense the problem here.”

—Before the explosion, she had already discovered the problem.

At this moment, the seal was not broken.

She had also reported it to her superiors.

This resolved the danger.

Several professionals took out materials and began to repair the seal.

Jiu stood aside and watched.

Is it resolved?

Su Su suddenly called out in her mind:

“Be careful, in the area you are in charge of, several seals are rapidly disappearing—someone is controlling them remotely!”

Jiu was silent for a moment.

If the seals disappeared, the supervising staff would be held accountable.

Now, she was responsible here.

Tsk.

This was clearly an attempt to saddle her with the charge of dereliction of duty.

Since that was the case—

“Where is that Rahu’s finger I saw earlier?”

“Not far.”

“Release it, immediately.”

“Okay,” Su Su said.

The next moment.

Before those remotely controlled seals could be released—

Jiu had already had Su Su preemptively release the seal on Rahu’s finger.

She still watched the busy professionals, her expression incredibly calm, but she transmitted her voice:

“Tell it we’ve found it and are preparing to destroy it completely.”

“Okay, I’ll tell it,” Su Su said excitedly.

If that finger had made the first move and caused issues throughout the warehouse, then—

You couldn’t possibly blame a newcomer.

She wasn’t in charge of that area.

She had just been transferred after completing her own work.

And the finger was something the Saints had seen and deemed not problematic!

—This completed a round of response.

“I’ve told it,” Su Su said, smiling, as she reported back to Jiu.

“What did it say?” Jiu asked.

“It told me not to seek death.”

“And you?”

“I said we have many Saints, and we’d play it to death,” Su Su said, enjoying the drama.

Jiu said nothing more, just waited silently.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The finger moved.

Strands of black flesh emerged from the finger, spreading rapidly and wildly in all directions.

Crash—

The seal was easily shattered.

Everything around them began to be devoured by those black flesh strands.

Piercing alarms blared throughout the entire building.