Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Chapter 591: Chapter 352: Evolve! Gate Power!_2

“I…seem to have an inspiration…”

He stepped forward, grasped the hilt of his sword, and began to dance slowly.

The long sword, following the movement of his arm, created several afterimages as it slashed in all directions.

“I have created a new skill!”

Aaron exclaimed with joy.

Suddenly, a voice arose:

“Ha! The meal is practically being spoon-fed to you. If you can’t swallow it, that would be just too dumb.”

Turning his head, Aaron saw several unfamiliar Undead.

Having just made a breakthrough and in high spirits, he didn’t take much notice, and hurriedly made his way through the crowd to leave the tavern and find a place to practice his swordsmanship.

The tavern resumed its lively atmosphere.

People clinked their glasses and discussed the scene that had just unfolded, loudly.

The handsome Vampires relaxed again, lifting their juice to give the bartender a nod before slowly sipping it.

The unfamiliar Undead slowly approached the bar.

The leading Necromancer asked:

“What is the finest drink you have here?”

“Burning Corpse,” the bartender replied.

“Give me one, it’s on me—may I inquire prematurely, how should I address you?” the Necromancer said.

“Baxter, Vampire Baxter,” Shen Ye replied.

The bartender placed a glass of dark red liquor, which seemed to be aflame, in front of him.

He glanced at it and inwardly felt it was a pity.

—I’m underage, why drink spirits?

It would be much better to exchange it.

“Mr. Baxter, I have only seen Divas with this profession in the ‘Guangyin Heaven’ of the Seventh Universe, but clearly, none of them have your level of mastery. How do you do it?” the Necromancer asked.

Shen Ye simply smiled, not saying a word.

However, a drunken patron shouted loudly:

“He is none other than the Chief Diva of the Dark Night Ros Dance Troupe, Baxter!”

The Necromancer looked back.

His attendants nodded slightly.

—Indeed, there is such a person, and it was indeed him.

The Necromancer felt reassured in his mind.

“Mr. Baxter, I have a sincere request,” the Necromancer spoke.

Just as Shen Ye was about to respond, a shimmer of light silently emerged, forming small words:

“Congratulations.”

“Among the ‘gate’ power users, you are the first person to stop in the process of overdrawing potential.”

“After a period of rest, the hidden dangers are removed, and your original three ‘gate’ powers are ready once again.”

“A trace of the incredible power of the ‘Dimensional Gate’ has remained, and it can cause one of your gate powers to change.”

“Please choose which gate power you wish to infuse this strength into.”

“Special reminder:

“The power of the ‘Dimensional Gate’ has certain compatibility preferences, injecting it into a ‘gate’ power with high compatibility will obtain stronger effects.”

Shen Ye was startled.

Enhancing gate power is very difficult.

Unexpectedly, he now had the opportunity to enhance one.

He possessed the “Temporal Fluid,” “Unique Gateway,” and “Stellar Shift” gate powers.

Which one to enhance?

At the bar.

Shen Ye maintained his silence.

The Necromancer across from him assumed that this signified consent for him to continue.

“Here’s the thing, I have a Professional Skill that hasn’t advanced in a long time. Could you take a look at it for me?” the Necromancer said.

A small box was taken out from the Spatial Storage Bracelet and placed on the bar, pushed towards Shen Ye.

Shen Ye came back to his senses, his gaze fell on the exquisitely luxurious box and he said:

“If it’s the blade technique of the level we just saw, I can help you with that quite casually, but if it’s an advanced occupation and skills, we must return to Eternal Night City, to be overseen by Madame Daisy.”

“—That would bring better results.”

“Madame Daisy?” the Necromancer repeated.

An Undead immediately leaned in and whispered swiftly in his ear.

The Necromancer nodded continuously and said eagerly:

“Really? Having the ‘Absolute Imitation’ of the Dance Troupe’s owner, and your collaboration as the Chief Diva—”

“This is truly exciting.”

Shen Ye, preoccupied with the advancement of his gate power, had no interest in continuing the conversation with this possible Descender.

“I will soon return to Eternal Night City; if we can meet at the Dark Night Ros Dance Troupe, we can talk about your skill, how about that?”

He spoke in a soothing tone.

The small box on the bar was slid back and placed in front of the Necromancer again.

The Necromancer smiled and was about to speak when suddenly the tavern door was slammed open with a bang.

Seven or eight murderous Undead walked in.

They looked around, surveying each person, before finally coming to the Necromancer.

They knelt on the ground respectfully and said:

“Reporting to the master.”

“We finished the job, but the target’s whereabouts were not found.”

The Necromancer indifferently replied, “It seems he escaped to another city through a Teleportation Array, pity we didn’t catch up.”

“Master, there are many suspicious folks here too, shall we…”

The kneeling Undead Assassin glanced around, making a throat-slitting gesture.

The Necromancer shook his head:

“The target isn’t here.”

“—Besides, I am conversing with a distinguished Diva, please don’t ruin the mood.”

The killers instantly reined in their murderous intent.

Leaving them kneeling, the Necromancer turned his head and smiled faintly at Shen Ye:

“This is a gift for our meeting, please don’t refuse.”

The small box was pushed in front of Shen Ye again.

“We should meet soon; I will make a special trip to visit you and Madame Daisy.”

“So, until next time,”

“Mr. Baxter.”

Shen Ye nodded in acknowledgment, “Until next time—though I still don’t know how to address you, sir.”

“This is not quite the place, I’ll tell you when we meet next time,”

The Necromancer said, stood up, and left the tavern with all his subordinates.

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