Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

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The void stirred.

Four Professionals quietly appeared, trapping Yun Ni in the middle.

"Put on the Sealing Shackles and then follow us,"

the leading Professional said.

"Sure." Yun Ni cooperated without any objection.

A Flying Shuttle fell from the sky.

"I need to interrogate her tonight, so I'll be leaving first. Remember to go to school tomorrow to register and attend classes,"

Xu Xingke said as he stepped onto the Flying Shuttle, looking back to remind.

"Yes, teacher," Shen Ye replied.

The Flying Shuttle roared into action, shooting up into the night sky and quickly disappearing.

A moment of silence followed.

Song Yinchen suddenly jumped up, exclaiming, "Brother Shen Ye, I need to go back first!"

"Do you need help?" Shen Ye asked.

It's just a small matter—these people are nowhere near my sister's level. I'll come find you later,"

she hurriedly summoned a Koi, leapt onto it, and meandered into the night sky, vanishing from sight.

Only Shen Ye was left standing there.

"It seemed like she just fought with Yun Ni," Shen Ye said.

"Yeah, but we didn't see it," the Skeleton replied.

"She's really powerful. What exactly is her strength?" Shen Ye asked with admiration.

"There are certain humans you can't measure with ordinary strength because they are monsters, and Chaos Spirit Light is no joke. It's a divine artifact of cosmic level,"

the Skeleton thought for a moment, then corrected its own statement:

— No, rather than calling it a Divine Artifact, it's more accurate to say it's an incarnation of the cosmic origin."

"It's best not to provoke it."

"But Yun Ni actually surrendered... I can't help but feel she has a plan," Shen Ye said.

"What could she possibly overturn?" the Skeleton was skeptical.

But Shen Ye was preoccupied with another matter.

The Master of the Weeping Demon Prison had been defeated by Song Yinchen...

Song Yinchen also needed to deal with the rebellious aristocratic families.

He felt there was something odd about these events.

Even though her sister had died, what if those families had plans laid by her sister, and behind her sister was the Evil God, who was likely related to that planet?

What if things went south?

After all—

She had fought with the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison to save me!

And she had won.

Shen Ye lifted his hand.

His arm trembled slightly.

Too tired.

He could hardly lift his hand.

Song Yinchen was a girl about his age.

No matter how gifted, age and physical strength come into play.

She must be tired too.

...No! I must go and see for myself.

If it really comes down to it, I'll use the sacrifice verb to trade for Attribute Points.

That settles it! I'll go and watch over her, to prevent any accidents!

Shen Ye patted himself down.

Oh no.

My phone?

The voice of the Skeleton came again, interrupting his train of thought:

"Are you looking for your phone? I suggest you go to the park and look for your phone there."

My phone!

Shen Ye suddenly jumped up.

That's right, his phone was still in the park.

— He had been brought there by Yun Ni.

Where was the motorcycle?

Damn, the Ghost Fire Motorcycle had gone to charge itself!

But there's always a way out!

Shen Ye wore a constipated expression as he reached into his crotch and pulled out a spare phone.

A man!

Should carry around two phones!

Three is also acceptable!

He searched for the Song Family's address!

Nothing!!!

"Kunlun, I know you're there. Please look up the Song Family's address for me, I need to get there immediately," Shen Ye said.

After a brief pause,

the navigation app opened automatically.

A gentle female voice followed:

"Navigation is in progress. To save time, please descend the mountain immediately and head south to rendezvous with your Ghost Fire Motorcycle."

Down the mountain...

"Skeleton, how are you feeling?" Shen Ye asked.

"I've recovered a bit, why?"

"Can you give me a lift? I have an urgent matter to attend to."

"I'm afraid of falling apart,"

the Skeleton hesitated.

No choice then.

Shen Ye picked up a stick from the ground to use as a walking stick—

it would save some strength.

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He hobbled down the mountain path.

"Tsk, that's not going to work—you really scared me. Come on up." The Skeleton sighed.

It emerged from the ring, shaking its body.

A three-legged firebird creature appeared in front of Shen Ye.

Qu Ru!

Unlike Qu Ru, however, it had only one head, and that was a big skeleton head.

"You can transform into it too!"

Shen Ye exclaimed in surprise.

"I can only glide—" The Skeleton declared solemnly, "Once I flap my wings, the area you cut open in my chest might separate again!"

"Gliding works too, hurry up! The fire on your body went out, let me climb on—let's go!" Shen Ye climbed up.

Very quickly.

Qu Ru began to glide.

"Hey, you've got it wrong, we're supposed to go south." Shen Ye said, looking at the navigation.

"What! South!" The Skeleton exclaimed in surprise.

"Right, why don't you flap your wings and correct the direction?"

"...then I'll flap once."

"See, that flap was pretty good."

"Yeah... but why did I feel a bit chilly just now?"

"Your spine separated for a moment, but no worries, I held it together—keep flying!"

"...Brother, you have to hold on tight!"

"When I do something, you can rest assured!"

Shen Ye grasped Qu Ru's spinal column with one hand while dialing the Ghost Fire Motorcycle with the other.

"Respected Wind Chaser, Shen Ye, do you fancy a spin on the track, making the hot girls go wild with screams?"

The Motorcycle's statement was very... like a motorcycle.

"Wait for me at Xinjie Mouth, I'm almost there." Shen Ye said.

"You forgot to say the password."

"Kill one in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles."

"Looking forward to meeting you."

A roar of an engine came through the phone.

Shen Ye hung up.

Ten minutes later.

Just as Shen Ye had collected the Skeleton and stepped onto the Ghost Fire Motorcycle, ready to have a showdown at the Song Family—

A pleasant ringtone from his phone interrupted him.

He had to turn off the engine and then fished out his phone.

"Hello, teacher?"

"Shen Ye, no need for you to come." Xu Xingke's voice came through.

"Huh? How did you know—" Shen Ye was surprised.

"I made a bet with Chaos Spirit Light. I said you'd think to help Song Yinchen, and it said impossible—I won."

Xu Xingke's voice was brimming with pride.

"So?" Shen Ye asked.

"Chaos Spirit Light has to personally deal with those rebels, you and Song Yinchen should rest well tonight."

"Teacher... you could have said so earlier..."

"Right, you got quite a bit of wind earlier, make sure you don't catch a cold. Go home and take a hot bath."

"Yes, teacher."

Shen Ye hung up the phone.

It turned out that as he and the Skeleton had been flying in the sky just now, the teacher and Chaos Spirit Light had been watching.

The teacher was supposed to have followed the Flying Shuttle away!

Why was he watching me fly from the shadows?

Hold on!

Last time he killed the president of the Archaeological Association, he also cheerfully made plans over the phone to invite someone to a drink, then hung up and cleanly executed the president right afterward.

The teacher is too cunning!

"Hey, I'm exhausted from flying, your teacher is too much, Shen Ye." The Skeleton cried out indignantly.

"Never mind him, I'm going to buy you some crawfish now, you in?"

"In!"

"Then let's go, off to the night market."

The Ghost Fire Motorcycle roared to life again, heading towards the direction of the night market.

An hour later.

By the river.

"Did you enjoy the meal just now?" Shen Ye asked.

"So good!" The Skeleton said, smacking its lips.

"Buddy, I need a favor."

"What is it?"

"I need to practice my movement technique tonight."

"Continuous combat across Hell and the mortal world, no sleep, and you still want to train—you truly impress me, Shen Ye." The Skeleton remarked with a sigh.

"Not that... I need to surf in water for this movement technique." Shen Ye said subtly.

"Hmm, then go surf." The Skeleton was clueless.

"You've seen surfing before, you need a board to do it." Shen Ye explained.

"You want me to turn into a board? I don't know how."

"Just the Skeleton King—that'll do!"

The Skeleton sighed and said earnestly, "I'm tired too, Shen Ye, can't you really—"

Suddenly, Shen Ye shouted:

"Oil-braised, spicy, garlic flavor, and hot and spicy crawfish, four flavors each day, one basin of each! Add chicken eggs, quail eggs, cucumber, and various side dishes to every basin, plus unlimited chilled Coke, orange juice, and coconut juice—I'm buying!"

"—you really can't stop training just because I'm tired!" The Skeleton's voice rang out strong and determined.

"Then let's do this!" Shen Ye clenched his fist.

"Bring it on! Join me, the Skeleton King, and ride the waves, young man!" The Skeleton clenched its claw.