Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Can it really be like this?

Shen Ye was filled with surprise.

It was certainly fortunate to have Thunder Palm advance in rank, and just as lucky to receive such information, but there was a problem.

—I don't know how to make my skills Frost Bite, Heavenly Shadow, and Flowing Moon advance a level!

The Chaotic Heaven Gate had already faded into the long annals of history.

Now, I'm the only one left in the sect, with no one to teach me.

Wait...

Perhaps that voice in the Nightmare World knows something.

Maybe I could ask it the next time I go there?

Just then, a series of knocks sounded at the door.

Shen Ye opened it to find Officer Wu standing at the threshold, with several soldiers behind him, struggling to carry a box.

"Good day, Officer! This is—"

Shen Ye quickly saluted.

"The box is from your hometown, and besides, I have some matters to discuss with you." Officer Wu said.

"Ah, sure, please come in!" Shen Ye stepped aside.

The soldiers carried the box into the foyer before withdrawing and standing guard at the door.

The two entered the house, sat down in the hall, and Shen Ye poured Officer Wu some tea. Officer Wu then took out two more boxes, one large and one small.

The large box emanated the tantalizing scent of food, presumably being a food container.

As for the small, delicate box—

Officer Wu caressed the little box and said,

"After the rookie training concludes, each of you will receive an official primary profession."

Shen Ye nodded slightly, signaling him to go on.

—This is the Dharma Realm inheritance from Breath Soil High School.

As one of the Three Great High Schools, the primary professions it can grant to newcomers are definitely top-notch.

The profession passed down from the Chaotic Heaven Gate will likely not fall short compared to those of the Three Great High Schools.

"We have common subjects that everyone must learn, but depending on the profession, there are also specialized courses to complete."

"For example, Miner Soldiere must learn specifically how to dig pits, maintain shovels, identify minerals, and hone their strength."

"That's just one example."

"All of you in this batch of students are quite exceptional; I have observed and already have a good idea."

"As for you—"

"I have meticulously selected four primary professions for you."

The small box opened.

Inside, there were several iron badges, each engraved with:

"Demon Suppression, Wind Seeker, Evil Warding, Night Roamer."

Officer Wu explained each one:

"Demon Suppression requires warriors strong in strength and physique to learn combat techniques for suppressing evil entities, utilizing various Demon Suppression Artifacts to stand at the forefront in any battle, to bear the brunt of evil entities' assaults and suppress them;"

"Wind Seeker needs scouts nimble in physique to learn mountain patrols, track tracing, message delivery, enemy reconnaissance, surprise assassinations, and treasure hunting;"

"Evil Warding requires Heretical Taoists with outstanding spiritual power to learn techniques to fend off ghosts and evil cults."

"—Of course, these are all elementary military professions."

"Is that all?" Shen Ye asked.

"There are many primary professions; I just feel that you are more suited to these, and those others aren't worth bringing before you," Officer Wu said with a smile.

"What's the profession at the back?" Shen Ye inquired further.

"Night Roamer? Over two hundred years ago, a disciple from the Chaotic Heaven Gate once held a military position, and this was the profession he left behind. If you're willing to take it on, you will be granted exclusive training for this profession," Officer Wu said.

"No special requirements?" Shen Ye asked.

"Only true disciples of the Chaotic Heaven Gate can receive this profession, so I've never brought it out...until you showed up."

"I see..."

Shen Ye nodded.

The Xirang Proctor said their Dharma Realm had an origin with the Chaotic Heaven Gate, and indeed they weren't lying.

"Of course, you are also a newcomer from the Xirang Sect, so if you have enough energy, you can also manage a second profession."

"Will the course times clash?" Shen Ye was a bit worried.

"If you choose two professions, then perhaps while others are sleeping, you'll still be in class, so you must truly have sufficient energy," Officer Wu said.

"Moreover, you must pass the professional exams to be officially appointed," said Officer Wu.

Shen Ye picked up the "Night Roamer" badge from the box and placed it before himself, then, after some thought, he also picked up "Demon Suppression," setting it beside "Night Roamer."

—It's no different from having a double major in university.

Having more information about each profession couldn't hurt.

After all, I can freely allocate my Attribute Points.

That's where my true advantage in taking on two professions lies!

"Are you sure you want to choose two professions?"

Officer Wu asked.

"Yes," Shen Ye said.

"That will be tough. Many before you have had the privilege of choosing multiple professions, but very few have persevered to the end," Officer Wu commented.

"It's okay, I'll give it a try," Shen Ye said.

"Alright then, from tomorrow, morning sessions will be for the rookies' common training, and the afternoon will be dedicated to profession-specific courses," Officer Wu remarked with a serious tone. "You must complete all the profession-specific courses; otherwise, you will be eliminated and reassigned to the profession with the lowest starting point."

"Understood, thank you for your guidance."

"Right, Night Roamer is a profession from the Chaotic Heaven Gate. I will instruct them to keep it confidential for you, to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Thanks again for your consideration."

Officer Wu left with his men.

Shen Ye packed away the "Demon Suppression" and "Night Roamer" badges, stretched lazily, and yawned uncontrollably.

It was getting late.

First, to check the box.

Stuff sent from home—

Could it be from Mom and Dad?

No way, they couldn't have contacted Xi Rang Gao that quickly.

Shen Ye walked up and opened the box.

Pop!

Sprays of confetti burst from the box, scattering everywhere.

A line of fireworks shot into the sky, forming the words "Human Martial Arts Group."

Immediately following,

a balloon with a couplet hanging from it slowly rose.

The upper half of the couplet read:

Ambitious to soar high and travel thousands of miles in the azure sky,

the lower half:

Strive to open a realm of triumph that lasts throughout the ages.

Shen Ye fell silent.

The couplet from the Human Martial Arts Group was good, a promising omen.

Let's see what else the Group has sent.

Shen Ye's gaze landed on the black square chunk inside the box.

He suddenly remembered that at the end of the exam, Dragon King Cang Nanyan sent him a telepathic message, saying that he had done well and would reward him.

So this thing was it?

Shen Ye stepped forward, crouched down curiously, and inspected the object closely.

The black square sphere seemed to sense his approach, and suddenly emitted a soft, pale green light.

The light scanned Shen Ye from head to toe.

A gentle female voice sounded:

"Hello, Shen Ye, the Human Martial Arts Group's most advanced technological product is currently incubating."

"What is it?" Shen Ye asked with a smile.

"A single combat biochemical avatar; this avatar has been created with your exact appearance, physique, voice, brain waves, heart rate, circulatory speed, etc., born as another you."

"In any dangerous situation, you can let this other you face it, while you hide in a safe place."

"It still needs some time to finish incubating."

"You may go and do other things first."

"Once the incubation is complete, it will automatically call you."

Shen Ye was slightly surprised.

Another me?

If I can let the other me handle dangerous situations, then I would indeed be much safer.

Well then, let it incubate slowly!

Feeling a bit hungry, Shen Ye returned to his room and opened the antique-looking wooden food box.

Inside, however, was a large plastic bag.

There were two notes tied to the bag.

The first note read:

"This food is an order from the military structure of a past era within the 'Anomaly,' safe for consumption."

"—This is a special treatment."

Shen Ye was speechless.

He had always thought the "Anomaly" was something terrifying.

But who knew that they could even order takeout.

It seems the "Anomaly" is indeed firmly in human hands.

The second note read:

"The Dharma Realm will officially close at midnight and will reopen ten minutes later."

"Please seize the opportunity to contact the outside world."

This is the time to contact family.

The school is quite considerate.

So then—

Time to eat!

When he opened the plastic bag, he saw several plastic containers containing dishes of tomato and egg, braised fish pieces, potato with beef, and stir-fried mung bean sprouts, plus a portion of rice and a bowl of winter melon pork rib soup.

The food was quite nice indeed!

Having been busy the whole day, Shen Ye was famished, grabbing his chopsticks and tucking in hungrily.

"Hey, get me something to eat too."

The voice of the Skeleton came through.

"Hold on, there's nothing here you can eat. I'll get us a fishpond after we get out and let you eat your fill," Shen Ye said while eating.

"That's good. Are we going to the Nightmare World tonight?" the Skeleton asked again.

"I'm inclined not to go—I'm dead tired right now. If something unexpected happens over there, I'm really not up for it. Better to rest well tonight," Shen Ye said.

The Skeleton thought it made sense.

If they had to repeat the battle against Freg—

they really couldn't handle it.

"Okay, then I'll sleep too," the Skeleton said, then went silent.

Shen Ye continued to wolf down the food.

—Indeed, both his spirit and body had reached their limits.

With the "Purple Entry" like "The Little Match Boy," even if he didn't go to the Nightmare World, he could still accumulate reward levels.

Outside, shouts of encouragement rippled through the air again.

His classmates were still toiling away on the sports field.

Shen Ye lifted the bowl of winter melon pork rib soup, gulped it down, and after setting the bowl down, he couldn't help feeling reflective:

"Such a bustling atmosphere, this is what youth feels like."