Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 649
byChapter 632: Trusting Oneself
The transaction went smoothly.
The Chaos Boat, through its “natural evolution,” brought all curses and elemental spells on the man to an end.
His injuries finally stopped progressing.
It then used “natural evolution” to guide the man’s body to repair itself.
About ten minutes later.
The man was completely recovered.
“What kind of reward do you want?” he asked the Chaos Boat.
“Any treasure from the other side will do. Also, the owner here is the one next to me; you should pay him some fees as well.”
The Chaos Boat used a glowing spell, marking Shen Ye’s head.
“Alright,” the man said, meeting Shen Ye’s gaze.
“No rush. You handle your business first, we’ll settle accounts together,” Shen Ye said.
The man didn’t object.
He first went to Uncle Seven’s breakfast shop for a meal, then rested for a while at Panda’s hot spring club.
By the time he had settled his bill and arrived before Shen Ye, refreshed—
More than half a day had passed.
“Boss, how do I pay you?”
The man asked.
“Anything is fine; just give whatever you want—after all, you’re my first customer,” Shen Ye said with a smile.
“Alright, then I’ll give you some advice,” the man also said with a smile.
“Please do,” Shen Ye replied.
“First, fuse all your entries. Although your ‘Mandala Uroboros’ has lost its other-shore element, due to your growing fame, it will still evolve. Give it the power of all other entries.”
“Then keep ‘Meeting on the Jade Terrace Under the Moon,’ ‘Behind the Scenes,’ and ‘Canticle Diva’.”
“Just keep these three entries.”
Before the man finished speaking, he suddenly found himself surrounded.
Chatterley, Susu, Cassandra, the Chaos Boat, and Uncle Seven all unleashed their strongest spells, encircling him.
“Speak, how do you know his abilities? Who exactly are you?”
Chatterley asked, her face icy.
The other truth constructs were also brimming with murderous intent, ready to strike at any moment.
It wasn’t their fault—
After all, an unknown stranger knew Shen Ye’s secrets.
It was too terrifying.
They had to figure it out!
The man, facing the encirclement, remained calm and silent, merely looking at Shen Ye.
“It’s fine, relax.”
Shen Ye said.
“Someone you know?” Chatterley asked.
“Yes,” Shen Ye said.
“How come I haven’t seen them before?”
“Because my new ability can transcend dimensions and rescue others from various timelines—I will meet this friend in the future.”
“So that’s it.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
If he was one of them, there was nothing more to say.
The man continued:
“The other advice is in your ‘Transformation Card’; you’ll understand why.”
Chatterley looked at the man, then at Shen Ye, surprised.
—He knows even that?
Shen Ye gave her a reassuring look and spoke again:
“Alright, I understand.”
“Then, I’ll leave now,” the man said.
“Please do,” Shen Ye said.
The man nodded at him, turned to leave, and suddenly vanished into the void.
—He’s gone.
Silence fell in the Refuge.
*Crack—sizzle—*
A burst of crackling electrical sound rang out.
A card, covered in lightning, appeared in Shen Ye’s hand.
“Sense existing beings on the brink of life and death, guiding them to the Refuge. When they leave, you gain a portal to their location and obtain the corresponding ‘Transformation Card’.”
—This was a Transformation Card!
Shen Ye didn’t look closely, just held the card in his hand and said to everyone:
“Please continue to build this place; it is very important to us.”
“Chatterley—” he called out.
“I’m working on the seventh truth construct for you—it’ll be done soon,” Chatterley said.
“Good, then I’ll see you later,” Shen Ye said.
He took a step back, disappeared into the void, and vanished instantly.
Everyone fell silent.
“I always feel this kid is a bit strange,” Susu mumbled.
The Chaos Boat, however, was more open-minded: “His mind is different from ours; he can think of things we can’t.”
“Yes, let him be; let’s do our part first,” Chatterley also said.
Everyone thought so too.
Susu and Cassandra then discussed their alliance.
Panda went to decorate his club.
Uncle Seven was cleaning his breakfast shop.
Chatterley was gone.
She was probably looking for the seventh truth construct.
Everyone got busy!
…
On the other side.
Above myriad worlds.
Through the aether, to a completely unknown world.
A figure quietly emerged.
Shen Ye!
He stood in the ruins of darkness, still clutching the “Transformation Card” in his hand.
“Is this the other shore world?”
It seemed quiet all around.
The strange monstrous beings were all waiting in myriad worlds—
Waiting for him to emerge from that memory.
They would never have guessed that he could jump directly out of that memory and arrive on the other shore, above the aether!
But one should never underestimate any powerful being.
Even if they didn’t know yet, there might be some spells that would soon find his whereabouts.
Then—
Following the man’s advice—
“Fuse.”
Shen Ye whispered.
Lines of glowing small characters quickly appeared:
“You have followed the advice and fused all entries except ‘Behind the Scenes,’ ‘Meeting on the Jade Terrace Under the Moon,’ and ‘Canticle Diva,’ such as the Staffless One, King of Nightmares, Man Who Lived the Longest, Original Spirit of Destruction, Most Familiar Stranger… all into ‘Mandala Uroboros’.”
“Because you have obtained a nest in myriad worlds and also obtained the card of the Old One’s High-Dimensional Lord, you are already very famous.”
“This fusion has resulted in an ultra-limited evolution.”
“Congratulations.”
“Your entry ‘Mandala Uroboros’ has been upgraded in rank and gained an additional entry:”
“Ouroboros’ Eye.”
“Description: Since you already possess the ‘Eye of Truth,’ you can now, with the power of ‘Mandala Uroboros,’ see the alignment of others.”
“—On the right track, brother.”
This entry was good.
In the other shore world, he was completely blind, and he indeed needed such a source of information.
Shen Ye nodded slightly.
In the darkness.
A strong wind blew through, forming a shadow in the sky outside the ruins, instantly engaging in combat with another figure.
The aftershocks from their battle shook the entire void.
But the collapsed house where Shen Ye was seemed to still have some faint protective measures.
So Shen Ye was temporarily safe.
He held his breath and waited.
Only after confirming that the battle outside couldn’t affect this place did he unfold the Transformation Card.
On the card was a man holding a mask.
Faint glowing characters appeared next to the card:
“The Foregoing You.”
“Identity Card.”
“Description: When you use this card, you gain all the experience explored by ‘you in the early stage,’ starting anew from this moment.”
“—You have replaced the self that was in despair.”
Shen Ye squeezed hard.
*Pop.*
The card shattered, transforming into rays of light that merged into his body.
Scene after scene flashed through Shen Ye’s mind.
Yes!
The Refuge was formed by the fusion of the power of doomsday destruction and the exclusive shattered card of the Old One’s High-Dimensional Lord.
It could transcend the dimensions of space and time to seize any being caught in a life-or-death crisis.
This was an incredibly astonishing power!
How could Shen Ye confidently expose this gate ability?
Any ability, once used on others, might leak secrets.
Because on the other shore, above the aether—
He had no acquaintances.
—He couldn’t trust others casually!
Instead of using it on beings from the other shore, it was better to use it on himself.
To use it on the self who had already reached the other shore, fully explored secrets, experienced various battles, and ultimately fallen into a life-or-death predicament!
After all, the “Refuge” could transcend space-time dimensions to bring back the future self who had fallen into mortal combat!
He, standing in the “present,” using the “Refuge” to save his “future” self—
This was the correct principle!
In a completely unknown environment, rather than trusting others to keep the secret of the “Refuge,” it was truly better to trust himself!
And with this rescue, he could obtain his future self’s adventure through the “Transformation Card.”
“Hmm…”
Shen Ye’s eyes closed slightly, constantly trembling, as if dreaming.
Countless memories surfaced in Shen Ye’s mind; all gains, losses, and choices were vivid and increasingly clear.
At a certain moment.
Shen Ye opened his eyes, revealing a look of understanding.
“It has begun…”
He whispered, taking large strides into the inner room of the house, quickly rummaging through it.
Before long.
He found the slightly protruding brick, tapped it five times with a finger, waited three seconds, tapped twice more, waited two seconds, tapped once, and finally tapped seven times in quick succession.
The ground silently split open.
A downward staircase appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes.
He was about to step down when Chatterley’s voice suddenly rang in his ears:
“Song Yinchen is willing to contribute the truth construct ‘White Night Demonic Cage’ on the condition that she explores the other shore with you.”
“I’ve checked; her current skill is definitely enough to be an asset to you.”
Shen Ye jumped into the tunnel, descending the stairs.
—The bricks had closed behind him, erasing the traces of the secret passage.
“Reject her.”
He said without hesitation.
“A helper, plus the last truth construct—you choose to refuse?” Chatterley asked, surprised.
“Yes, and tell her that if she can manipulate more than five laws, then we can talk about entering the other shore,” Shen Ye said.
“Understood.” Chatterley’s voice disappeared.
—But her tone showed no dissatisfaction; instead, it carried a hint of satisfaction.
Shen Ye continued forward.
In fact.
The last time he reached the other shore, he had agreed to Song Yinchen’s terms.
But what happened later proved—
He was too eager to establish his identity and overly doted on Song Yinchen, leading things to an uncontrollable situation.
This time, absolutely not!
Shen Ye stopped, looking at the wooden door at the end of the secret passage, where a candle flickered. He waited for a breath.
A voice came from inside the door:
“Alright, supplies or intelligence?”
“Intelligence,” Shen Ye said.
“What do you wish to exchange?”
“Just looking around, I’ll exchange if there’s anything I need.”
“Please come in.”
The wooden door let out a creaking sound and slowly opened.
Shen Ye walked in.
It was a room filled with books of all kinds.
A three-meter-tall, two-headed ogre stood behind a desk, writing rapidly.
One of its heads was intently focused on the paper on the desk, while the other looked at Shen Ye and whistled:
“Truth? Doomsday? Old Order? Or something else?”
“I haven’t decided yet,” Shen Ye said smoothly.
“Haven’t decided your alignment? But you don’t look like a newcomer at all,” the ogre probed.
“That’s because my legacy is quite ancient—I’ve also heard of your methods, please don’t throw me onto the battlefield to feed the eight-legged life-devouring demon spirits; that would ruin our relationship.”
Shen Ye said casually.
The ogre stopped writing.
Both of its heads lifted, scrutinizing Shen Ye:
“You know quite a bit about my affairs.”
“Who wouldn’t know you?” Shen Ye shrugged: “The co-owner of wisdom and strength, the renowned intelligence agent, Ogre Tragmulgrot.”
This was the benefit of having experienced it once.
He wouldn’t step into the same old traps.
Nor would he be sent to the battlefield as a newcomer by this two-headed ogre.
Moreover, with the “Ouroboros’ Eye,” he could clearly see the opponent’s alignment.
Above Tragmulgrot’s head, a line of small characters appeared:
“Old Order.”
The most prosperous era of the Old Order was the era of humanity.
An ogre actually sided with humans!
Who would have thought?
Last time, he obtained seven truth constructs, appearing before the ogre as part of the truth alignment.
Truth sought to destroy everything of the Old Order.
He was its enemy.
Wouldn’t that be a trap?
This time, he had not yet chosen an alignment, so there was no inherent enmity with this ogre.
“Take this special paper; I need to see your intelligence rank before deciding whether to trade—you can’t exchange petty rumors for supplies with me.”
Ogre Tragmulgrot said.
“Reasonable,” Shen Ye said.
He took the page.
The next instant.
The blank page emitted a dark golden glow.
The ogre immediately took the page back, mumbled a few words, and then produced a platter from behind the table, placing it on top.
“Good intelligence, brother.”
Each of its fingers was as thick as Shen Ye’s head, yet it deftly opened a wine bottle on the platter and poured Shen Ye a glass of wine.
And a piece of chocolate cake.
Wine and cake together
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