Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Chapter 1643: Chapter 691: His Blade and Dao_2

“Baxter, you’re too reserved, it will hinder you from enjoying life.”

The middle-aged man said teasingly.

“I actually enjoy life a lot, it’s just that I haven’t been in this kind of atmosphere for a long time, Pierre,” Shen Ye replied.

He gestured to the waiter at the open-air bar to bring Pierre a cocktail.

This man was the Professional responsible for receiving him.

A good guy.

“Thanks, mate.”

Pierre drank the cocktail in one gulp, scanned the room with his eyes, and said with deep agreement:

“Yeah, this is an extremely precious fragment of peace. Only outstanding Professionals who have completed extremely dangerous tasks are rewarded with a vacation in this world.”

“I’m not outstanding,” Shen Ye said.

“You’re being modest—come with me, some of the distinguished figures have heard of your feats of searching for the future and asked to see you,” Pierre said.

“Not seeing them,” Shen Ye replied.

“Don’t be so stubborn,” Pierre sighed, “meeting those in power can only benefit you, there’s no harm.”

“What benefits?” Shen Ye asked.

Pierre paused and said, “At the very least, they know a lot, and if you’re looking for information or need special permission, they can help.”

Information… conveniences…

These used to be the things he valued.

Truly hitting my sweet spot.

“I forgot to ask something, Pierre.”

“Go ahead.”

“Do we have any work to do here, or tasks to complete?”

“No, there’s no overtime, no 996, you just clock in daily and then you’re free to enjoy the sea breeze and some drinks.”

“I see,” Shen Ye said.

—still hitting my sweet spot.

Their methods are subtle and sophisticated, even knowing my most detested work systems.

However.

These preferences and views belong to a time long past.

“How long is my vacation?”

Shen Ye asked.

“One month, esteemed Blade Master,” Pierre replied.

“For this month, don’t let anyone disturb me—unless they’re ready to face life or death with me.” Shen Ye said.

He stood up and walked towards the sea.

“Hey, this is a vacation spot, no need to be so tense,” Pierre advised.

“I used to agree with you, but now I have things I must do—not for anyone else, but simply—”

“Yearning urgently to become stronger.”

After saying this, Shen Ye walked into the sea, stepping on the water’s surface, gradually shooting off into the distance.

Pierre watched in admiration, mumbling softly,

“This is a true Professional.”

He turned and walked towards the hotel to report the events here to everyone.

It was dusk by then.

The moon rose over the sea.

Shen Ye had already flown to a deserted deep sea area. Ascending into the sky, he drew out the You Huang blade and began practicing his Blade Techniques.

Indeed.

After so many battles, his body was already very weary.

Whether using “Void Creation” or directly dealing with those beings, he had used all his strength.

Now was a critical moment for reflection, summary, and self-enhancement!

He stood there in the sky above the deep sea, practicing his innate sword techniques.

—tireless and without end.

Occasionally.

He would pause to contemplate the tactical choices when facing a certain type of monster.

But more often, he was honing his original Blade Technique.

Time slowly passed.

The sun rose and the moon set.

Without realizing it, a month had passed.

Pierre brought several Professionals flying from afar, landing in front of Shen Ye.

“Baxter,” Pierre greeted from afar, “the envoys from the Upper Realm have come to pick you up.”

Shen Ye stopped and looked towards them.

“A new task has arrived, Baxter. We’re here to take you back,” a female Professional said.

“It’s about future matters. We have some information to share that you will definitely find interesting,” said the leading male Professional.

Shen Ye sheathed his sword and said,

“It seems you misunderstand something—”

“I was merely transported to this world and will not therefore follow your rules or obey your orders.”

“I’ll stay if I feel like it, leave if I don’t, and it has nothing to do with you.”

“—If you insist on commanding me, things will become unpleasant.”

As his words faded.

The opposite Professionals fell into silence.

The leader stepped forward, jokingly said with a smile,

“Baxter, I’ve heard of your name, they say you’ve always opposed exploitation of productivity, advocating for a good life, but now why have you turned into a fervent cultivator?”

—They really know a lot.

Have those creatures started researching my past?

Shen Ye thought absentmindedly and casually replied,

“Because this is not a job.”

“—What I am doing is something I long to complete. It is something I am willing to exhaust my life for, even if I fail, I will have no regrets.”

The other side asked curiously, “What are you talking about?”

“Practicing blade techniques,” Shen Ye said.

“Just—practicing blade techniques?”

“Yes.”

“But you have tasks to complete.”

“I’m sorry, I only practice the blade, nothing else.”

The person shook their head, their tone becoming stern:

“For the welfare of all humanity, for the future of the entire race, you cannot be so willful, Baxter.”

“How am I being willful?” Shen Ye asked.

“You abandoned your responsibilities, Baxter,” the other side responded.

“Not at all, rather, I know—truly wanting to reach the future is actually a very simple matter, it doesn’t require you all to band together,” Shen Ye said.

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

“Yes, I have a technique.”

“Can you share it?”

“I can.”

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Shen Ye began to speak:

“—When your power can triumph over everyone and all monsters, then you can go to the future.”

A silence fell over the crowd.

What he said—

seems right.

No.

There is absolutely no problem with that—it is an undeniable fact.

But—

“You’re spouting nonsense, Baxter,” the leader of the professionals said coldly.

“It’s not nonsense, it’s true,” Shen Ye said sincerely.

A female professional interjected:

“Delusional, even if you are strong, in the Entropy Destruction Era—”

Shen Ye interrupted her, “Then become stronger than the Entropy Destruction Era, if you can achieve that, you can certainly go to the future.”

Again, there was a long silence.

Stronger than the Entropy Destruction Era?

Logically speaking, if you could be stronger than an era where all things return to emptiness, naturally you would not be dissolved by it.

Of course—

you can also reach the future.

This reasoning is plain and simple.

But—

it’s too far-fetched.

Who can accomplish such a feat?

The professionals looked at Shen Ye, but found him to be resolute and earnest.

—He truly believed it.

People couldn’t help but think to themselves.

“There is no great principle to speak of, I am cultivating now, hoping to reach such a level someday.”

“So, I apologize—”

“I cannot go with you.”

Shen Ye said.

Opposite.

A few professionals drew their weapons, seemingly ready to act at any moment.

The leader slowly said:

“This person has already gone mad—after witnessing the monsters of the Entropy Destruction Era, Baxter’s spirit has had a major problem and is no longer fit to serve as the representative of mankind, to complete various tasks.”

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

“Everyone—”

Before the words were finished.

A flash of blade light flickered like a streak of satin.

Completely unavoidable—

It was as magnificent as the azure sky and dusk under the setting sun, lingering in people’s hearts; also like the deep gaze upon parting from a lover, forever unforgettable.

Unforgettable, so not to go.

Not going means staying.

Staying would be heartbroken, unbearable.

Shen Ye’s voice rose slowly:

“In the past, my sword techniques had too many superficial elements, too many thoughts, but now I’ve decided to forgo sleep and food, to pursue its ultimate path with all my might.”

“This is not a job, nor is it working constantly.”

“This is my dream.”

Clang.

The sound of the sword returning to its sheath echoed in the sky.

Everyone was suddenly jolted awake, coming entirely back to their senses.

They knew in their hearts that this blade surpassed imagination, they hadn’t even dodged, and it was already a complete defeat, causing them to helplessly look towards the opposite—

only to see Shen Ye holding the severed head of a monster.

The expression on the head was still one of disbelief—

In the group.

The leading professional was nowhere to be seen.