Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

A person who dines and dashes?

Shen Ye was at a loss for words.

Peiqi is a hero of the Human Race, for crying out loud!

Why would he need to dine and dash? Shouldn't it be "welcoming with open arms and well-fed" instead?

A white card entry...

Pretty accurate though, after all, he hadn't done much.

So, should he devour it to exchange for attribute points?

Shen Ye hesitated a moment, but ultimately decided to keep the card entry for now.

After all, he only had the cards for "The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities" and "The Little Match Boy."

One more was one more.

You never know when it might come in handy.

At that moment, his pocket gave a slight tremor.

The card displayed a notification that someone wanted to add him as a friend.

Azure Academy.

A girl named Yun Ni.

No adding!

Shen Ye flatly refused, then put the card away.

——Lately, more and more people from various schools had been trying to add him.

This was also due to his several public appearances, as well as the mysterious aura of being a disciple of Chaotic Heaven Gate, which had increased his fame.

But all that was just frosting on the cake.

The real issues he was facing were the duel that was only a few days away.

Even more pressing was the matter with the Song sisters.

No matter what, right now the most urgent, most important thing was—

Shen Ye closed his eyes and began to comprehend the weighty inheritance of Flying Shot.

In a flash.

He suddenly stood up, pacing restlessly while mumbling:

"Damn it..."

The inheritance of Flying Shot was already in his grasp.

But this Flying Shot Art seemed different from the literal meaning.

It wasn't about arrows flying through the air.

It was about "flying" and "shooting."

You had to know how to fly first!

All the knowledge, skills, and combat scenes in his mind were all based on flying!

But!

But!

——But the inheritance hadn't taught how to fly!!!

Damn it all!

Could it be that everyone in the Ancient Era could fly?

Upon reflecting, he recalled a battle scene where a man resembling Hou Yi also flew up to the sky and shot down suns.

He could fly.

His wife could fly even better.

——She even flew to the Moon.

I can't do that!

Shen Ye paced back and forth in the courtyard, unable to think of a solution, and ultimately pulled out the card.

"Xiao Mengyu, I need to ask you something."

"Speak." The other side was clearly busy; the sounds of a sword artifact swinging could be heard.

"How can one fly?"

"The fifth level of the Law Realm."

"Only at the fifth level of the Law Realm?"

"Fourth layer, if one can awaken a Technique Spirit that can fly, that Spirit can carry you; or if you have flying-related talent."

"...Got it."

Communication ended.

Shen Ye's head buzzed as he contemplated, then suddenly asked, "Skeleton, does your world have a flying technique?"

"Yes," the Skeleton replied.

"Is it easy to learn?"

"Every Race has its flying technique, but it also requires reaching the fourth level of the Law Realm to learn."

"Is there no other way?"

"The High Priest of the Elf Race and the Royal Family's treasured flying technique only require 20 spirit power points to learn; made for esteemed individuals to learn to fly early on. However, it's rarely passed on."

20 points.

In his basic attributes, his spiritual power was at 12.2, and with free attribute points—

He had just enough!

"No, I have to find Prince Norton," Shen Ye said.

He strode through the door and once again arrived in the Nightmare World.

Exiting the secret passage.

He followed two soldiers all the way to the military camp.

The soldiers went ahead to report.

After a short while, someone came out and said the prince had requested his immediate audience.

He entered the camp, lifted the tent flap.

There he saw Prince Norton sitting behind a desk, writing furiously, hard at work.

"Your Highness!"

"Ah, Peiqi, there you are again," said the prince without looking up.

"Your Highness, save me!"

"Ah? Did you encounter an Undead force while scouting?" Prince Norton finally looked up.

"It's not that, Your Highness, save me!"

"Who's bullying you?" the prince frowned.

"Your Highness, I've contracted a disease!"

"What disease? Spit it out!" the prince stood up, asking.

"It's called 'I'll die if I don't learn the Royal Family's flying technique,' you must save me!"

Prince Norton's eye twitched as he slowly sat back down.

This kid's brain must've hung in a tree, got battered by a pig, snatched by a crow, eaten up, and then pooped back out.

"You think I'll believe there's such a disease in the world? Do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"

The prince barked.

If someone else heard this, maybe they'd be scared enough to fall to their knees, but Shen Ye wasn't afraid of being executed, and continued to shamelessly implore:

"I've just acquired a new inherited technique that requires the ability to fly to use. I beg Your Highness to teach me the flying technique, and I'll definitely repay you in the future!"

Truth be told.

Prince Norton arched an eyebrow unexpectedly and pondered, "But this flying technique is a secret inheritance of the Royal Family, usually not imparted to outsiders. What reason do I have to teach it to you?"

"I'm handsome!" Shen Ye pointed to his own face.

"Get lost, spout any more nonsense and you'll be thrown out! Our flying technique is only taught to those who are loyal to the Empire, what are you?" Prince Norton scolded.

"I am utterly loyal to the Empire!" Shen Ye lifted his shirt, revealing several large characters on his back.

Prince Norton took a closer look and saw the characters for "Loyalty to the Emperor and Patriotism."

He reached out and wiped Shen Ye's back, unable to help himself from asking:

"It's not a tattoo? Why do I feel only bony bits when I touch it?"

"I had Fei Lun help me write it, he only has bones, so it turned out like this," Shen Ye shrugged.

Prince Norton was both annoyed and amused.

—This guy simply has no shame.

Admittedly, you have been granted the title of "Saint" and are known as Saint Peiqi, and you have once saved me and performed great services—

But even the most precious pendant I owned was plundered by you.

Now without offering anything, you want the Royal Family's flying technique?

"Your Highness, just give it to me," Shen Ye begged.

"Dream on during the daytime!" Prince Norton huffed.

"…Really a silly kid." Shen Ye muttered under his breath.

"What did you say?"

"Ah… Nothing!"

"Alright, I'll give you two choices," Prince Norton said thoughtfully.

"Please do tell."

"Either find the traitor among my entourage—you must infiltrate the Undead Kingdom and clear up this matter."

"And the second option?"

"Go study at the Imperial Military Academy! It's high time you learned something, rather than just wasting time on the battlefield."

Elsewhere.

Azure Academy.

A female student sat stunned on the staircase, her expression filled with confusion.

Not including Shen Ye was fine.

At worst, the date could simply be postponed for some time.

But what was more important and warranted caution was—

"No… That's not right…"

She fell into deep thought.

"Fighting against those people with my clone, why haven't all the summoned creatures returned to the Demon Prison but rather died here?"

"Could it be that the strong ones of this world are so formidable that they couldn't return?"

She was baffled and on guard.

Suddenly.

Her demeanor changed, and she looked toward the handrail at the corner of the staircase.

On the handrail was a small demon carved out of wood.

The little demon slowly lifted its head and looked at the girl:

"Heeheehee, yet another reckless soul has entered this world… Let's see, impressive, still a deity with complete power."

"And who might you be? Humans can't see through my identity, how did you?" the girl asked calmly.

"I can't see through—it's that everyone has been closely following your battle, keeping an eye on it, until we were certain you were here," the little demon grinned and said.

"What is it you want with me?" the girl asked.

"The same as you, hehe," the demon said.

"Hmph, there is something odd about this world… but sooner or later it will be mine, so don't delude yourselves," said the girl, her tone carrying a thread of warning.

"But we could work together—don't you want to get out? As long as we cooperate, we can surely make it!" the demon said.

"That could be possible, but what makes you qualified to work with me?" the girl asked indifferently.

"Some of the humans are on our side," the little demon said.

"Why would humans not wish to defend this world and instead want to destroy themselves?" the girl questioned.

"You should know better than us that humans are complicated," the little demon said.

The girl fell silent.

"We can corrupt their Dharma Realm with the aid of humans; perhaps one day we can break the Seal of this world—if you're willing to join, then follow the rabbit later," the demon said.

The girl frowned, about to speak, but then closed her mouth again.

The little demon statue returned to its original pose, motionless.

Footsteps approached.

A few female students came running over.

"Yun Ni, some teachers said they want to award you, so please visit them later,"

With not a ripple in her eyes but a childish tone in her voice, the girl appeared surprised as she said:

"Ah? An award? But why?"

The girls all chimed in:

"You're so clueless, it was during the curse outbreak, you stood up and saved everyone."

"I even saw the proctor break out into a cold sweat."

"Thank you, Elder Sister Yun, you saved me too at that time."

"Anyway, we all have to thank Yun Jie."

A detached voice unexpectedly joined the lively chatter:

"Yun Ni, come over here for a second, I want to introduce you to a few senior sisters, they are all very kind people."

The girl looked in the direction of the voice.

Standing in the corridor beneath the stairs was a gentle and serene looking female student.

"Who are you to tell Yun Jie to 'come over'?"

"Don't you have manners?"

"Right, haven't you been taught etiquette? Don't you know how to say 'please' when calling someone?"

The girls noisily protested.

A glimmer of scorn flashed in the girl's eyes, but she quickly stood up.

She saw a rabbit hairpin on the other girl's head, shimmering faintly.

Amidst the puzzled stares of the girls, she descended step by step, coming to a halt in front of the other.

"What kind of senior sisters are they?"

Yun Ni asked with a smile.

"Song Qingyun is our leader," the girl said faintly, "She has some understanding of this world, knows how to choose professions, and wants to share this information with you—I promise you'll like it."

"Oh? Well, thank you, then. Please lead the way," Yun Ni said.