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As Shen Ye had said–

This soup was indeed the essence!

The skull head floated on the surface of the soup, opening its mouth cautiously and ever so slightly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh–

The entire hot spring pool of rib soup was sucked into its mouth like a whale swallowing, disappearing without a trace.

The cracks on its skull healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It even grew a body!

A true skeleton frame appeared!

When all the soup had been drained, the great skeleton knelt on the ground, almost crying with joy.

"Finally... I finally have a body again... and it\'s a normal body..."

"What doesn\'t kill you makes you stronger. Fellow daoist, you have remade your body, congratulations!" Shen Ye squatted by the shore and clapped for it.

"Fellow daoist, what is that?" the great skeleton asked.

"It\'s a term that adds to the atmosphere; just treat that word as synonymous with \'buddy\'," Shen Ye explained.

"And you? Did you succeed at securing the position?" the great skeleton asked.

"I\'ve received the inheritance, but I must pass some trials to assume the position," Shen Ye admitted truthfully.

"Every profession is like that—What weapon do you need to evolve a technique in order to complete the trial?" the great skeleton queried.

Right.

This skeleton was a scavenger on the battlefield.

"If possible, please give me a bow and some arrows."

"That\'s easy."

The great skeleton directly produced a bow and a quiver of arrows.

"If you run out of arrows, just come find me, I\'ve gathered plenty!"

"Thank you."

Shen Ye rested briefly before he picked up the long bow.

But it was no good.

His head ached as soon as he took hold of the bow.

It seemed he hadn\'t fully recovered and needed time to recuperate.

—But where was the time for rest!

At that moment, a knock sounded on the door.

"Who is it?"

Shen Ye asked.

"Courier!"

"Leave it at the door! Thanks!"

"All right."

Footsteps receded.

Shen Ye opened the door to collect the delivery and found a brand-new phone.

This was indeed something he had purchased.

—The previous phone had shattered and was seen by Kunlun while playing videos; they immediately reassembled a new one for him on the spot.

But one phone felt insecure.

Having two phones felt safer.

He pocketed the phone, a new thought flashing through his mind.

Two phones.

Was that enough?

To battle anew in the Jianghu, should he reserve even more means of video recording?

Shen Ye shook his head, putting aside this ill-timed thought for the time being.

He only felt more and more tired, longing to sleep deeply.

But he couldn\'t sleep!

He was about to meet with Song Qingyun and didn\'t know what the situation would be; he had to increase his strength as soon as possible.

Anxiously walking back and forth, his mind raced with a multitude of thoughts.

Suddenly.

He stopped in his tracks.

Ah.

An idea struck him!

"Great skeleton, do you have a way to relieve my headache?" he asked.

"You should look for your human priests for that," the great skeleton replied.

Right!

Human Healing Art is very powerful!

Shen Ye pressed his hand against the wall, and with a low shout, said, "Door."

The door appeared accordingly.

The secret passage inside the door had already collapsed.

Through the window, a thick layer of earth was visible, with only a small space of about five square meters left clear.

—When would he be able to choose a new place to open doors.

But on second thought, being able to link two worlds was something to be grateful for.

After all, that man said that although our world had died, it released a "field" of the Law Domain just before its end.

What comes in does not go out.

Of course, it\'s possible to be taken out by "anomalies," but under those conditions, one would likely be killed by the creatures of a different world.

So, he was fortunate enough to be able to go out.

Shen Ye stepped through the door, allocating all his Attribute Points to Strength.

With this, his Strength reached 24.3.

With such a terrifying number, Shen Ye strode forward to a collapsed area, and with a fierce motion, he unleashed his Thunder Shock Palm.

Two massive Thunder Palms flew out, crashing into the earth.

In a thunderous roar, mud and rocks soared into the sky, rising high and scattering into the distance.

—His Thunder Shock Palm had already reached the First Layer of the Law Domain, immensely powerful!

Shen Ye leaped out of the secret passage and surveyed his surroundings.

The former Undead Highlands had undergone a transformation, now swarming with human soldiers.

The sound had attracted the nearby patrol squad.

A squad of soldiers ran towards him swiftly.

"Saint Peiqi!"

One soldier shouted loudly.

"Our brother Peiqi who saved His Royal Highness the Prince and performed a great feat!" another soldier exclaimed.

"It\'s our Brother Peiqi!" a third soldier called out.

Shen Ye\'s mouth twitched.

Alright, I know I\'m Peiqi, there\'s no need for you guys to keep repeating it like this.

But one thing was worth noting.

Now the soldiers would no longer cry out the Evaluation Entry nickname, "The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities."

Has "Saint Peiqi" become more prominent?

But the Evaluation Entry seed hadn\'t even formed yet!

Perhaps such legendary, well-known Evaluation Entries required even more power to coalesce and sprout.

Showds of soldiers, medics, archers, and mages quickly flocked to join the commotion.

Everyone gathered around Peiqi as if they were beholding a hero.

A daring female professional brazenly reached out and pinched Peiqi.

And it didn\'t stop there; another soldier secretly patted his butt.

With such a twisted start, Saint Peiqi was somewhat overwhelmed.

"I was on a secret mission, what\'s going on now?"

Saint Peiqi asked solemnly, discreetly fending off all the wandering hands.

Dammit.

Just like a celebrity.

Back when what\'s-their-name held a concert, I, as a hardcore fan, even personally went to ask for a photo and hugged their shoulder.

Is this payback now?

Wonder if the Nightmare World has celebrities.

"We\'ve won a great victory!"

"Exactly, His Royal Highness the Prince has returned victorious, and a celebration feast is being prepared."

"His Royal Highness insisted that if Saint Peiqi were to appear again, he must be made to report to the military camp immediately!"

The soldiers said, talking over one another.

Shen Ye then asked, "Are there any priests left at the front lines?"

"Of course! Over at the battlefield hospital, see? That building to the east."

"Excuse me, please make way, I need treatment."

Shen Ye nearly ran to escape the crowd.

A few minutes later.

Battlefield Emergency Medical Center.

An old priest wearing small glasses and with graying hair was personally treating Shen Ye.

——He was the director of the battlefield hospital.

"Peiqi, I heard you saved the life of His Royal Highness, well done!" The old priest said.

"Thank you for your compliment, please treat me—I\'ve been reading a lot recently and feel dizzy and uncomfortable," Shen Ye said, holding his forehead.

"Ah... You\'ve been overusing your brain. Young man, take time to fall in love. Why read books all the time? Are you planning to become a lawyer?" the old priest prattled on.

Despite his words, the old priest\'s hands were already forming a spell seal.

A soft light emitted from his hands, enveloping Shen Ye.

A good ten seconds passed.

The old priest withdrew the spell seal.

Shen Ye opened his eyes, his head no longer throbbed, his temples no longer ached, and his mind cleared.

That\'s when inspiration struck.

He exclaimed joyfully, "Thank you, old man. May I ask what is this healing art? Why is it so effective for the brain?"

"Holy Massage Technique, wherever I press, that part recovers," the old priest said with a gentle smile, hands behind his back.

"Okay, I\'ll come again next time."

"Since you helped the Prince, I\'ve waived your fee this time, but next time, it will be the regular charge," the old priest added.

He mentioned a figure.

Shen Ye\'s eyebrows twitched as he laughed it off, "Has inflation gone up this much?"

"The last person I personally treated was His Royal Highness the Prince. Don\'t you think I\'m worth this price?" the old priest said pridefully, an impressive aura radiating from him.

"Absolutely worth it!" Shen Ye gave a thumbs up.

In a moment.

He bid the old priest farewell and scurried through the hospital, unable to find a less crowded spot. In a fit of urgency, he climbed over a wall onto the rooftop.

"Hey, are you awake?"

He asked into the void.

——It was that voice which informed him about the statue, the same voice that urged him to collect four cultivation techniques, ultimately awakening Frosty Moon Shocking Sky.

If it was there, he could ask it some questions.

After waiting for a while.

No voice responded.

Perhaps it\'s sleeping?

Shen Ye sighed, decided to head home, and resolved to ask again later.

As he turned around.

He suddenly noticed a few lines of small writing on the wall:

"Take the profession \'Night Roamer,\' let your life-bound star shine on you, condense the Star Law Phase, and \'Frosty Moon Shocking Sky\' will slowly and naturally advance to the First Layer of the Law Domain."

"This is the last message I\'ll leave you. I\'ve exhausted all my strength and am about to fall into eternal slumber."

The few lines of text, made entirely of frost, melted into water and rapidly vanished from the wall as soon as Shen Ye read them.

Shen Ye was stunned.

What?

That\'s it for you?

I thought I\'d have to engage in a battle of wits with you, to see clearly what you truly are, before I decided whether to help you.

And now you\'re saying goodbye forever?

"Hey, if I should ever need to save you in the future, where do I find you?" he ventured to ask.

Three more lines of frost writing appeared:

"Seek out the secrets of this world—your friends will help you, but first, you must help them."

"If you uncover the true secrets of this world, there might just be a glimmer of hope!"

"...Whether it\'s to save me or to save your world."

All the writing turned to flowing water and rapidly disappeared without a trace.

Shen Ye stood for a while, gathering his thoughts.

——So basically, I\'m not even qualified to ask where you are, right?

But what did the last sentence mean?

Could it be that the Main World is facing destruction?

Shen Ye\'s spirit involuntarily tensed.

The other side never lied to him before.

If it spoke the truth this time as well, the matter was serious.

Shen Ye took several deep breaths to gather himself.

So, the priority is still to improve my strength.

First Layer of the Law Domain...

Tsk.

But first, I need to officially take up a profession, and only then can I draw upon my life-bound star.

After going in a big circle, here I am back to where I started.

Shen Ye stepped through the door, returned to the Main World, and sat down in his courtyard, ready to comprehend the Art of Shooting.

Faint lights appeared around him, gathering in the air to form lines of text:

"This opening grants you an evaluation entry:"

"The person who eats a tyrant\'s meal."

"White Entry (Normal)."

"Description: The first time you incur an expense, you can choose not to pay, and no one will trouble you about it."

"Limited to once per day."

"You may choose to keep this evaluation entry and upgrade it in the future, or devour it to gain basic attribute points."

"Evaluation: It\'s because of the reputation you\'ve built up in the Nightmare World that you can do such a thing!"

"——Society\'s Brother Ye! Jianghu\'s Peiqi!"