Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

"Even such a simple dwelling is arranged with such high-level Evil Warding Runes..."

"Perhaps this era, as the Master of Penglai said, is indeed the peak civilization left from the Fourth Epoch?"

Shen Ye touched the Space Ring from his Dharma Aspect and took out a Tranquil Spirit Pill to swallow.

His injuries gradually healed.

He sat up from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked on the ground.

The class was already over at this time.

Children of the same age walked in, not even glancing at him, each frolicking and playing.

Shen Ye walked out the door alone, strolling and observing his surroundings.

Suddenly, a voice called out to him.

"Brother Qingfeng."

Yes, I am now called Xu Qingfeng.

Shen Ye turned his head to look.

A girl of about the same age ran over, her face wet with tears.

"I'm really sorry, it's my fault that you got beaten up."

"It's nothing," Shen Ye said.

"Then—will you help me again next time?" Hope shone in the girl's eyes.

"Are you talking about the Sculpting Pill distributed by Shan Tang? Over the years, I've given you all my Sculpting Pills. Not only did I gain nothing good from it, but I also got beaten up by people who were jealous. I think we should stop this."

Shen Ye said indifferently.

The girl paused, struggling to hide her surprise on her face.

—How is this different from before?

"Wan'er knows she was wrong... Please don't mind, brother."

She cried.

Shen Ye sighed and spoke gently, "You indeed did wrong, consuming so many of my elixirs while watching them beat me up from the sidelines—even a fed dog would bark a few times."

The girl was stunned once more.

But this time, her face couldn't hide her embarrassment anymore.

"I'm sorry, I was just scared..."

"Don't come looking for me in the future," Shen Ye said and then walked away.

Just now, he had noticed waves of magic fluctuations emanating from the grand hall not far away.

Several magic runes flashed from afar.

Those were a kind of magical runes with Aurora that he had never seen before!

This world had survived the cataclysmic Great Calamity; naturally, it possessed achievements surpassing all civilizations.

Even if not for the Heaven-Shaking Technique, it was worth studying and learning!

He walked through the corridor.

Several tall youths stood in front.

The leader, upon seeing Shen Ye, suddenly laughed:

"Are you healed? How about it? Will you dare to dream of such out-of-reach things again?"

"Are you talking about Zhao Wan'er?" Shen Ye asked.

"Of course," the youth replied.

"There's nothing between her and me; she extorted my elixirs from me. Not only did you not help me, but you also beat me up."

"So, are you asking me to give her the elixirs or not?"

The youths were also stunned.

"Was it her who consumed all your elixirs?" the leading youth asked.

"Isn't it you who said I was fawning over her and attacked me?" Shen Ye retorted.

"You're not allowed to see her anymore."

"Fine, agreed—what about the elixirs?"

"Just a mere Sculpting Pill, she doesn't need it."

"Understood." Shen Ye walked through the crowd, continuing forward.

But then, Zhao Wan'er caught up from the corridor, signaling frantically to the leading youth.

The youth, getting the hint, yelled:

"Stop!"

Shen Ye stopped and turned around.

"Just keep providing the elixirs to Wan'er," the youth said.

Shen Ye spread his hands: "You beat me because I provided her the elixirs, now I stop, you want me to continue, didn't I get beaten for nothing?"

The youths were at a loss for words.

"Stop talking nonsense. Give it to her as we say, or we will beat you up again," the young man said angrily.

Shen Ye thought for a moment.

He needed to focus on learning things next; where would he have the time to entangle with these "bad fates"?

He moved his wrist.

—Since he did not know how many defensive measures this Shan Tang had, he did not transform into the king species.

But his own combat skills were enough.

Shen Ye advanced, charging forward.

The youths shouted and threw punches and kicks, but he knocked them down one by one.

The fight was over almost before Shen Ye even warmed up.

He continued walking towards Zhao Wan'er.

"Don't touch her. Come fight me!"

The youth lying on the ground yelled angrily.

"Here I come."

Shen Ye stepped forward, kicking the youth and pinning him against the wall.

The youth immediately passed out.

Shen Ye walked up to Zhao Wan'er again.

He waited for a moment.

"Nobody stepping forward?" he asked.

Silence.

"Okay, Zhao Wan'er, let's be straightforward. Actually, you were the one who instigated all this. Perhaps you thought it was fun, but I really got beaten up."

Shen Ye said.

"Brother Qingfeng, you volunteered for this, besides, you couldn't learn those skills and Taoist magic anyway," the girl timidly said.

Slap.

A slap landed on the delicate face of the girl.

"Thirty years on the south bank of the river, thirty years on the north bank of the river, never bully the poor just because they are young."

Shen Ye said angrily.