Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

This Northeastern Divine Fist explanation seems to contain a bit of substance.

"I wouldn't normally offer you such a high-level Cultivation Technique. The better the technique, the harder it is to master in a short time," Teacher Sun continued.

"But if you do master it, your strength evaluation might even increase."

"Is it possible to jump directly from Two-Star to Five-Star?" Shen Ye asked.

"How could that be possible? That's a fool's dream," Sun Biao said with a laugh.

Shen Ye fell into silence.

—— Teacher Sun, you have a fool right in front of you.

Unexpectedly, after learning "Frosty Moon Shocking Sky," I opened the Dharma Eye and was promoted to a Five-Star Evaluation.

Dharma Eye...

Is it really that powerful?

He wanted to ask Sun Biao, but since they weren't close, he feared arousing suspicion.

What if he belongs to another great family—

Forget it, I'll ask Xiao Mengyu later.

Seeing him not speaking, and fearing that he might have dampened the candidate's spirits, Sun Biao encouraged:

"Jumping from One-Star to Two-Star in one go shows you have great potential."

"So choose one, they are all pretty good."

Shen Ye spoke up, "I choose the Northeastern Divine Fist."

"You have quite the eye, this fist technique has the strongest power," Sun Biao said with a smile.

"Will we really have to fight during the exam?" Shen Ye asked.

"Every year, the content of the exam is different, and there are always many stages. Some just involve touching a crystal ball, sometimes you have to complete survival tasks—"

"But there will always be a test that requires combat, so you need to be prepared."

"Understood," Shen Ye said.

"Good, I will demonstrate the Northeastern Divine Fist for you now. Watch closely."

"Yes."

Shen Ye watched the other party practice the Fist Technique with a distracted mind.

All Attribute Points are added to "Comprehension," raising the value to 14.

With this level of Comprehension, this Northeast Fist looks as simple as child's play in my eyes.

So—

If I encounter it again, how am I going to break that Otherworldly Divine Technique?

Dammit.

Who the hell imprinted such a Technique on me?

There are two suspects.

One is the leader of the Undead in the Nightmare World.

The other is that dark shadow that appeared when I killed The Skinner.

But just knowing this is completely useless!

How can I break it?

Daytime is fully booked, looks like I can only visit the Nightmare World at night—

No, that's wrong!

There's a banquet in the evening, followed by entering the examination arena.

I'll have to postpone it, then.

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Next time I visit the Nightmare World, I'll see if that voice appears again.

According to what it said, I activated "Frosty Moon Shocking Sky" and "Moonlight Divine Illumination" with the four Cultivation Techniques.

It must know more.

It would be best to ask it!

...

Four-thirty in the afternoon.

The training at the group ended.

Shen Ye took out his phone and directly called Xiao Mengyu.

"Hello?"

"Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

"The gym, still at Pavilion 9. Enter the passcode 999 and come straight in."

"Okay."

Fifteen minutes later.

Shen Ye arrived at the gymnasium.

As he was about to head inside, he saw a skinny old man leaning against the wall at the entrance, holding a cane in his hand.

The old man was holding a grimy jar.

"Young man, be kind," the old man said.

Shen Ye felt around on his person; it seemed he had nothing but a piece of chewing gum.

"Sorry, I don't have any money, but please enjoy this gum, old sir," he said, as he threw the gum into the jar and walked forward.

Suddenly.

He seemed to see something in his line of sight.

Shen Ye's physique flickered sharply, tumbling to avoid seven or eight afterimages, landing steadily ten meters away.

In that moment.

"Moonlight Deer Step" no longer existed on its own; it had been fused into "Frosty Moon Shocking Sky," and moreover, became even more fluid and graceful, casually elegant.

—— Flowing Moon!

Shen Ye focused his gaze—

He saw that the old man had a fiery-red longsword resting on his shoulder.

But the sword was not unsheathed.

It seemed to exist between tangible and intangible, emanating a hazy glow of fire that twisted the space around it.

Shen Ye's expression intensified.

—— It's that kind of thing again.

If it weren't for the "Moonlight Divine Illumination" Pupil Skill, he would not have been able to see it at all.

"Ah, I'm getting old, not what I used to be. To think a young man could so easily dodge my attack," the old man sighed.

Shen Ye scoffed, "You're not old at all, you're fresh—shamelessly fresh, only knowing to launch sneak attacks."

He carefully eyed the flame sword.

"Eh?"

The old man showed a look of surprise.

He looked at the sword on his shoulder and then at Shen Ye, suddenly raising the sword.

Shen Ye's gaze immediately followed the movement.

"You can see it?" the old man exclaimed.

"No shit—die-hard old man, I kindly offered you gum, and you try a backstab," Shen Ye said.

"I saw you, young and not practicing properly, always pestering high-class young ladies, so I wanted to teach you a lesson," the old man said with a complicated expression.

"Are you talking about Xiao Mengyu? We're all children of Jianghu, there's no need for such prejudices. Besides, she and I had a life-and-death experience, it's not as sleazy as you think," Shen Ye said.

His pupils suddenly constricted.

The old man had been leaning against the wall, so the words above his head were obscured by the wall, invisible to him.

Now, however, he could clearly see the line of text above the old man's head:

"Flame Star Master."

"Just successfully broke through and obtained this Evaluation Entry from the Dharma Realm."

There was no explanation following it.

—Could it be that the gap in strength was too vast?

"Hey, this is Yunshan Port, you can't just do whatever you want, you know. Murder is against the law, got it? Kunlun is watching you," Shen Ye yelled loudly.

The old man was amused.

His figure flashed, suddenly appearing beside Shen Ye, and said with a chuckle:

"I don't kill people, but liars need to be beaten!"

The long sword still sheathed, thrust towards Shen Ye.

—It hit!

But the elder spun to block to one side.

The Shen Ye who was hit was just a blurry, water-like shadow, while the real Shen Ye appeared beside the elder, his hands brimming with thunder light, clapping forward—

Thunder Shock!

A thunderous boom exploded.

The walls of the entire corridor were cracked with lines by the shock.

Shen Ye was sent flying back, resuming his stance at the original spot.

The old man stood in place, looking at the lightning snakes swirling continuously around his sword, then at Shen Ye, his expression becoming somewhat different.

"Not a bad move," the old man praised.

"Of course it's not bad," Shen Ye said.

Nonsense.

This is the Thunder Shock Palm with tripled power!

"Hey, how much strength do you actually have, kid?" the old man asked, fixing his gaze on Shen Ye.

"What's your guess?" Shen Ye replied.

The old man pondered, "10? No... more than that... Agility is also high, techniques even more impressive... and you've opened the Dharma Eye..."

"You know about the Dharma Eye?" Shen Ye immediately asked.

"You've opened the eye yourself, and you don't know?" The old man countered.

"I do know, of course, but what on earth is the Dharma Eye all about?" Shen Ye asked again.

"Humph, go back and ask the experts of the Human Martial Arts Group. This old man is leaving, off to collect debts elsewhere," the old man explained.

His figure flashed, turning into a gale that swept through the corridor, vanishing into the distant sky.

Shen Ye was stunned, shouting:

"Hey—"

But the old man was already out of sight.

He ran off after just a brief encounter?

Who on earth was this old man?

Shen Ye was full of doubts.

Outside Yunshan Port.

A massive airship hovered in the azure sky.

Splash!

A figure fell into the swimming pool on the airship, swimming around for a while before getting up, wrapping a towel around his body, and sitting down in front of the sun lounger.

Two rows of people stood behind him, yet no one spoke.

Only an equally elderly man with hunched shoulders softly coughed and said:

"Family head, Yunshan Port has already granted us permission to dock. Shall we send someone immediately to bring the young lady back?"

The old man yawned, picked up the mobile phone on the table to send a message, then tossed it carelessly aside.

"Let's go," he said.

"Are you saying to dock immediately?" the person behind him asked.

"No, we're heading to the Nanqiong Gold Coast. There's sunshine, sandy beaches, fresh watermelon, and quite a few old folks like me at the bar drinking ice-cold beer, sharing tales of years gone by,"

"I just absolutely love the sea,"

"Let's set off immediately," the old man murmured slowly.

"But—what about the young lady's matter?" someone behind him asked in shock.

"I'm clearly already old, so I can't manage matters of these younger generations, let it be," the old man replied, putting on sunglasses.

A middle-aged man quickly said, "But the Zhao Family is pressing hard, if we are late, they might blame—"

The old man waved his hand through the air.

The middle-aged man erupted into a cloud of blood mist, was flung out, soared across the sky, and landed skewered on the flagpole at the rear of the airship, twitching a few times before dying.

"With a swordsmanship talent like Little Fish, you all fail to nurture her properly, instead planning to have her become someone else's concubine."

"Her life would then have no more achievements, and even if she does, she would harbor resentment towards our Luo family."

"—Since when did we start to offer up our most outstanding offspring for others to spoil?"

"Oh, since the time a few of you started being in charge and handling family affairs,"

"You guys are best at currying favor, yet don't understand the more you rely on others, the more clearly they see your weakness; they will suck your blood dry, consume your flesh, and then point at your corpse saying—"

"See, the Luo family really has fallen."

The old man grumbled under his breath, randomly pointing at a few people.

Those people hurriedly knelt on the ground, their faces pale and sweating profusely.

"From now on, no one is allowed to contact the outside world—Alright, go get to work, I'm going to have some fun by the sea," the old man hummed.

Everyone turned and scurried away in panic.

Only the old man was left in front of the swimming pool.

Before long,

Snores came from the sun lounger.

The airship slowly turned in the sky, heading towards the distant Nanqiong Gold Coast.

The old man slept for a while, comfortably turning over, mumbling:

"The Mountain and River Heavenly Eye within, the Worldly Dharma Body amidst."

"Tsk tsk, can you believe a fifteen-year-old Dharma Eye? Attributes must be at least over 10, with top-notch movement technique and palm technique, at least 'One in Ten Thousand' level,"

"Tsk."

"It's been five hundred years since someone like this has appeared..."

"Interesting, truly interesting."

Under the sun,

The gentle breeze caressed his face, softening the expression on the old man's face.

He turned over again, still mumbling, unclearly uttering something.

The corpse remained impaled on the flagpole, coloring it blood-red, particularly striking under the sunlight.

The sky was azure blue, with clouds drifting leisurely.

All was quiet and still.