Gatekeeper of all realms

Chapter 691 His Sword and His Way
Why wasn't the apocalypse controlled?

"That's easy to understand. You see, it's right in my hand, and it could hurt me at any time, but it hasn't done so."

“…You’re being too naive,” Maria said.

"Is that so?" asked the young man, Shen Ye.

“Yes, don’t trust anyone unless you have a perfect divine contract with them, like me,” Maria said.

Shen Ye then fell silent.

In fact.

He didn't want to reveal the real reason.

—Good Duck is the spirit of destruction, belonging to the end times.

Duck has gone to the future.

This means that the end times will exist in future eras!

If the apocalypse is truly controlled by those monsters outside—

Then.

The monsters have achieved their wish!

—The objects they control have already arrived in the future!

However, based on the observation just now—

The monsters continued to monitor one experimental site after another.

They had absolutely no idea about the apocalypse!
The ship rocked violently, bringing Shen Ye back to his senses.

"Watch out! The two ships have separated!"

"Mary said loudly."

Shen Ye turned around and glanced back.

Another large ship from the other side was launched away, instantly passing through the world barrier and returning to its original entropy extinction era.

Meanwhile, his own ship remained in a parallel world, continuing to fly forward.

"Let's go first, we can't let them catch up again."

As Shen Ye spoke, he pressed his hand against the floor.

All of a sudden.

Lines of tiny, glowing text quietly appeared:

"You activated the entry 'behind the scenes'."

"The current 'Great Ship on the Other Shore' has been given a suitable prefix, thus obtaining the complete entry:"

"A faster ship on the other side."

wind.

The large ship tore through the void, sending the howling winds scattering to both sides.

"Are we accelerating?" Maria asked.

“Yes,” Shen Ye shouted, the wind was so strong that he had to answer loudly, “We need to attract their attention, but we can’t let them get close!”

As they talked, they both looked toward the stern of the ship.

In the dark void outside the stern of the ship, cracks reappeared.

—Another ship is about to break through the world barrier and catch up!
However, Shen Ye's ship was too fast.

The void that the enemy had breached was instantly left far behind—

There's no way to catch up!
Rumbling--

Accompanied by a sound of breaking through the wall.

The enemy's massive ship finally broke through the void and landed in this parallel world.

It paused slightly before chasing after Shen Ye.

Maria raised her hand and unleashed streams of magical light, blasting them towards the pursuing ship.

However, the ship also unleashed magic, blocking all the attacks.

"I remember you said something like that you wouldn't fight."

Shen Ye said.

"Hmph, that was just a joke—there are too many enemies, we might not be able to win, what should we do?" Maria asked.

"We won't fight them."

Shen Ye walked to the bow of the ship and pressed his hand into the air.

"Void Creation of Life" activated!
The tiny, glowing text appeared instantly:

"You have enlightened the void of this world, allowing countless laws to gain sentience through this void, thus becoming the Void Spirit Ghost."

"This Void Spirit is an SSS-level existence."

The invisible darkness began to twist.

An existence composed entirely of void, possessing SSS-level power, has appeared!
Maria frowned as she looked at the void, and couldn't help but say:

"...Did you have an extremely powerful ally lying in ambush here? Or did you use some kind of ability?"

"Secret." Shen Ye said.

He didn't believe the other party couldn't tell.

The fact that an SSS-level being could be created out of thin air is truly inconceivable.

That's why she asked that question.

"Go and block it."

Shen Ye gave the instructions.

The void monster immediately pounced towards the enemy ship behind it.

Take advantage of this moment.

Shen Ye took out a lot of gold and donated it directly to the large ship on the other side, saying:

"Accelerate—keep accelerating!"

The great ship on the other side let out a roar, accelerated again, and flew into the depths of the void.

……

midsummer.

Before sunset.

The Gold Coast stretches as far as the eye can see.

Young man Shen Ye sat on the stone steps of the seaside promenade, enjoying the gentle sea breeze, holding a bottle of chilled beer from an open-air bar and lost in thought.

The sea is like blue glass, turquoise in the distance and mint green up close.

A slowly moving white line separates them.

Those are waves.

A group of children are playing and chasing each other on the beach.

The ladies lay under striped umbrellas, slathered in sunscreen, chatting softly, their laughter carried on the breeze.

The white buildings that stretch out in the distance are resort hotels.

On the hotel's terraces, some high and some low, gentlemen smoked cigars and drank several renowned brands of brandy.

Shen Ye's expression faltered for a moment.

Having walked through so much bloodshed and turmoil for so long, I was suddenly transported to such a fragment of history.

It felt like a dream.

—The difference is too great, making me feel like it's not real.

But this is a real world.

People are real.

Architectural authenticity.

The sun, the beach, the scenery and the vegetation—everything is real.

"Hello, may I get to know you?"

A beautiful, tall girl walked over, blushing, and asked softly.

Shen Ye shook his head.

"I apologize for disturbing your enjoyment."

After the girl finished speaking, she took a few steps back with a regretful look, then turned and left.

The melodious sound of piano strings filled the open-air bar.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

Naive, excited, elegant, reserved, crazy—

All kinds of laughter.

Shen Ye took a sip of beer, squinted, and slowly lowered his head.

I'm not used to seeing so many happy people.

A figure walked over and sat down next to him.

This was a middle-aged man with a small mustache. He was burly and casually rubbed his fingers together, making a cracking sound with his knuckles.

“Baxter, you’re too reserved. It’s preventing you from enjoying life.”

The middle-aged man said jokingly.

“I actually really enjoy life, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been in an atmosphere like this,” Shen Ye said.

He waved to the waiter at the open-air bar, signaling him to bring Pierre a cocktail.

This person is the professional who is responsible for receiving you.

A nice guy.

Thanks, friend.

Pierre downed his cocktail in one gulp, glanced around the room, and said with deep agreement:

"Yes, this is an extremely precious fragment of a peaceful era."

"Only outstanding professionals who have completed extremely dangerous missions are rewarded with a vacation in this world."

“I wouldn’t call myself outstanding,” Shen Ye said.

“You are too modest—come with me. Several officials have heard of your remarkable search for the future and have specifically requested to see you,” Pierre said.

"I won't see you," Shen Ye said.

“Don’t be so stubborn,” Pierre sighed. “Meeting those who hold great power will only do you good, not bad.”

"What are the benefits?" Shen Ye asked.

Pierre paused for a moment, then said, "At least they know a lot of things. If you want to get information or obtain some kind of special permission, they can help you."

Intelligence...convenience...

These are all things I used to value.

They really know how to cater to their own preferences.

“I forgot to ask something, Pierre,” Shen Ye said.

“You say it,” Pierre said.

"What work do we need to do here, or what tasks do we need to complete?" Shen Ye asked casually.

The other person shook their head and smiled: "No need, there's no overtime here, no 996 work schedule. You can just clock in every day and then come out to enjoy the sea breeze and have a drink."

"I see," Shen Ye said.

—It's still about catering to one's own preferences.

Their methods are secretive and subtle; they can even uncover the work systems they despise the most.

but.

These preferences and opinions are from a long time ago.

How long is my vacation?

Shen Ye asked.

“A whole month, my friend,” Pierre said.

"Is that so... Don't let anyone bother me for the next month, unless they want to fight me to the death," Shen Ye said.

He stood up and walked towards the sea.

"Hey, this is a vacation spot, you don't need to be so nervous, you should get some rest."

Pierre advised.

“I would have agreed with you before, but now I have things I have to do—I'm not doing it for anyone else, I just—”

"I'm eager to do this."

After Shen Ye finished speaking, he walked into the sea step by step, stepped onto the sea surface, and gradually flew away into the distance.

Pierre watched this scene with admiration, murmuring to himself:
"This is what a true professional is like."

He turned around and walked towards the hotel to report what had happened.

It was already dusk.

The bright moon rises over the sea.

Shen Ye had already flown to the uninhabited deep sea, soared into the sky, drew his Youhuang Blade, and began practicing his swordsmanship.

Yes.

After so many battles, my body is exhausted.

Whether it was using "Void Creation" or dealing directly with those guys, he had given it his all.

Now is the crucial time to reflect, summarize, and improve ourselves!

He stood there in the azure sky above the deep sea, and began to practice his original swordsmanship.

—Tireless and without end.

Occasionally.

He would stop and ponder the choices he would make in combat when facing a particular monster.

But most of the time, he was honing his existing swordsmanship.

Time passes slowly.

Sunrise and moonset.

Before we knew it, a month had passed.

Pierre, accompanied by several professionals, flew in from afar and landed in front of Shen Ye.

“Baxter,” Pierre called from afar, “the messenger from the upper realm has come to fetch you.”

Shen Ye stopped and looked at the group of people.

“A new mission has arrived, Baxter. We’ve come to take you back,” a female professional said.

"It's about the future. We have some information to share with you that we're sure you'll find interesting."

The leading male professional said.

Shen Ye sheathed his sword and said:

"You seem to have misunderstood something—"

"I was simply transported to this world, and that doesn't mean I have to abide by your rules or obey your orders."

"I can stay if I want, and leave if I don't. It's none of your business."

"If you insist on ordering me around, things will get very boring."

The words fell.

The professionals on the other side fell silent.

The leader stepped forward and joked with a smile:
"Baxter, I've heard of your great name. I've heard that you've always opposed the exploitation of productive forces and advocated for a good life. But how come you've become a fanatical cultivator?"

—They know so much.

Have those monsters already started researching my past?
Shen Ye was thinking absentmindedly when he casually replied:
"Because this isn't a job."

"What I am doing is what I long to accomplish. It is something I am willing to risk my life for, and I will never regret it even if I fail."

The person on the other end asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?"

"Practice your sword," Shen Ye said.

"Just...practicing swordsmanship?"

"Correct."

"But you have a task to do next."

"Sorry, I only practice with my sword, I don't do anything else."

The man shook his head, his tone becoming stern:
“For the sake of all mankind, for the future of the entire race, you cannot be so willful, Baxter.”

"How have I been willful?" Shen Ye asked.

“You have abandoned your responsibilities, Baxter,” the other person asked.

"That's not the case. Rather, I know that truly wanting to go to the future is actually a very simple thing, and it doesn't require me to stick with you all," Shen Ye said.

"Oh? Why is it so simple? Do you have a secret?" the leader asked.

"Yes, I have a trick."

"Can you tell me?"

"can."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Shen Ye spoke:

"—When you are strong enough to defeat all people and monsters, you can go to the future."

Everyone was silent for a while.

This is what they mean—

That seems to be correct.

No.

There is absolutely no problem with that; it's beyond doubt.

but--

“That’s nonsense, Baxter.”

The leader of the professionals said coldly.

“This isn’t just empty talk, it’s true,” Shen Ye said sincerely.

A female professional interjected:
"Wishful thinking. No matter how strong you are, entropy will destroy everything—"

Shen Ye interrupted her, saying, "Then we'll become even stronger than Entropy Annihilation. If we can do that, we'll definitely be able to go to the future."

Another long silence followed.

Is it even stronger than the Entropy Annihilation Era?
Logically speaking, if something is stronger than an era where everything returns to nothingness, it naturally won't be decomposed by its entropy.

nature--

It can also reach the future.

This principle is simple and unadorned.

but--

so funny.

Who could do such a thing?

The professionals looked at Shen Ye and found him to be resolute and serious.

—He genuinely believes that.

People were thinking the same thing in their hearts.

"There are no grand principles to explain. I am currently cultivating myself and hope to reach that level someday."

"So I'm sorry—"

"I cannot go with you."

Shen Ye said.

opposite.

Several professionals drew their weapons, as if they were ready to fight at any moment.

The leader slowly said:
"This person has gone mad—"

"After witnessing the monsters that destroyed the entropy era, Baxter's mental state suffered a major blow, and he was no longer suitable to represent humanity and complete various tasks."

"But we still need to capture him and extract useful information from him."

"Everyone——"

The words have not yet fallen.

But then a flash of light, like a bolt of lightning, appeared.

There was no way to avoid it.

Its splendor is like the azure sky and evening glow under the setting sun, lingering in one's heart; it is also like the deep gaze upon parting from a lover, unforgettable for a long time.

It's unforgettable, so I won't go.

If you don't leave, you'll stay forever.

Staying would only bring sorrow and unbearable grief.

Shen Ye's voice slowly rang out:
“In the past, my swordsmanship was too flashy and full of ideas. Now I’ve decided to dedicate myself to pursuing its ultimate essence, even if it means neglecting sleep and meals.”

"This is not a job, nor is it 996."

"This is my dream."

Clang.

The sound of the sword being sheathed echoed in the sky.

Everyone suddenly jolted awake and came to their senses.

They knew the blade was beyond their wildest imagination; they hadn't even managed to dodge it, and their defeat was inevitable. Disheartened, they looked towards the opposite side.

But then they saw Shen Ye carrying the head of a monster.

The face of that severed head still bore an expression of disbelief—

In the team.

The professional who was in charge was nowhere to be found.

(End of this chapter)