Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

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"Don't mention it, just supervise the state for now, I've been here too long, I need to go back and rest," Shen Ye said.

"Go back? Where are you going?"

"I misspoke just now, I need to find that monster's weak point, you hold on for a while and handle the state affairs."

"When will you come back?"

"I'm not your real dad—okay, I'll probably come back tomorrow."

"...As long as you issue the decree, I can lawfully handle state affairs, and I can find a way to cover for you when you're not in the palace."

"Then issue it!"

Shen Ye picked up the emperor's seal from the desk and threw it directly at Norton.

Norton caught it in a panic, his expression about to harden when he remembered the monster that killed his father, and everything went up in smoke.

"Peiqi."

"What?"

"How strong do you think that monster is?"

"At least above Eightfold Dharmakaya, I advise you to stay calm."

"...Sigh."

"Don't lose hope, let me share an experience with you: every effort you make could very well save your own life," Shen Ye said.

Norton's heart tightened.

Shen Ye continued, "If a monster comes looking for the King, just say the King has gone missing."

"Okay," Norton said.

A few minutes later.

Shen Ye left the palace, opened the door, and returned to the Main World.

Dead tired.

Back when I pulled all-nighters at an Internet cafe, I was never this tired.

—Mainly because back then, when I played games, I could rest between matches, watch movies, or eat instant noodles.

This time, every minute was a life-and-death situation, with my spirit constantly on edge.

Thankfully there was that strike from the Banner of the Nest.

By now, the entire Nightmare World must be in chaos.

Mo Ga Ru must have taken a hit too.

So, slipping away quietly now, if asked later, I could just say I went to lay low or was investigating the truth in the shadows—easy enough to bluff my way through.

Still—

Shen Ye was somewhat disheartened.

Too exhausting.

Work was never this draining.

I longed for the vibrant life of a high school teen.

Unacceptable.

Can't take it anymore, going to sleep.

Yawning, Shen Ye summoned the Ghost Fire Motorcycle, turned on the navigation, and headed toward the Renjian Wudao Group Building.

Renjian Wudao Group Building.

Checked in at the front desk, got the room number, went straight up by elevator.

Found the room.

Entered and flopped onto the bed.

Just as I was about to sleep, I saw something flickering nonstop in the room.

I looked up.

It was the Chaos Spirit Light.

Son of a gun!

"I am about to rest, can't you come tomorrow if you have something?" Shen Ye asked irritably.

"Some things need to be dealt with today," said the Chaos Spirit Light.

"Suit yourself." Shen Ye cocooned himself in the blanket.

Suddenly, the Chaos Spirit Light flashed and pierced right through the bed.

Blanket, mattress, pillow scattered all over the floor.

No sign of Shen Ye.

Elsewhere.

Panda Agency.

Shen Ye laid on the ground with his eyes closed for a while.

"Hey, it didn't hit you, did it?" the Skeleton asked worriedly.

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"No," Shen Ye said.

"That's good, it's too strong, we'll take back our turf later," Big Skeleton sighed in relief.

"It won't let me live in peace," Shen Ye gazed piercingly into the sky.

"Lie low for now, once we're stronger we'll definitely take our turf back," Big Skeleton said.

Shen Ye didn't speak.

He climbed up from the ground, dusting off the dirt from his body.

Knocking.

"Bro, you're here to take care of my business?"

Panda opened the door, nodding and bowing as he welcomed him in.

"How much for a sleep," Shen Ye asked.

"The rest room?" Panda leaned back, surveying Shen Ye with a mix of surprise and uncertainty.

"Yeah, what else," Shen Ye replied.

"Thirty thousand will do— Ah, bro, you're really generous, you don't need to pay right now, oof, this really is—"

Panda pulled open a door in the wall.

Shen Ye walked in expressionlessly, closed the door behind him, and headed straight for the villa's rest room.

Sleep.

Slept soundly for seven hours.

After waking up, he browsed his phone while still in bed.

—They actually have internet here!

Panda's service isn't bad at all.

Shen Ye casually prepared to forward the video of Chaos Spirit Light breaking into the Renjian Wudao Building, along with the ensuing conversation and actions.

Wait—

He didn't have a single point on the Professionals' forum; any post he made wouldn't get noticed.

No one pays attention to a newbie's issues.

No traffic, plus being new, the buzz just won't pick up!

He needed to think of a strategy...

Right, make the title catchy.

If he didn't damage Chaos Spirit Light's reputation, it would be like he had been stabbed in vain!

After a brief contemplation, Shen Ye typed a headline over the video:

"Shocking! Stalked to my hotel room, it had this in mind to do on the bed!"

"Posted by: An injured handsome boy."

Posted the thread.

Forwarded.

Mass sending.

Tower of Tarot, high school groups, Human Martial Arts Group, World Professionals' Forum...

Tossed the phone away after sending everything.

Time for a shower.

The phone wouldn't stop buzzing.

He ignored it completely.

Mealtime.

The catering arrangement here at Panda's was very good, with a rich variety of nutritional combinations.

The card suddenly jumped up.

Shen Ye picked it up to see it was from Xu Xingke.

This he couldn't ignore.

"Teacher," he said.

Shen Ye put down the shrimp in his hand and wiped his mouth and hands.

"Yeah, I saw the video. It's caused quite a bad impact, disrupting the tacit understanding between Divine Artifacts and humans, bringing some things that shouldn't be public onto the front stage," Xu Xingke said.

"Should I delete the post?" Shen Ye asked.

There was a pause on Xu Xingke's end, followed by surprise: "Delete it? Why? You did a great job."

Shen Ye grinned mischievously.

"Thanks for the compliment, teacher. Is there anything you need me to do now?"

"Nothing for you to do. I just wanted to tell you that because of your ordeal, Song Yinchen has broken with Chaos Spirit Light."

"Moving forward, with the Song Family lacking Chaos Spirit Light, who knows how many will aim for her, considering the Song Family controls a massive industry."