The Eight Gates of Jingu!
The Eight Gates of Jingu again!
Lin Che had heard something about Dao Nu before. This was the most mysterious organization in the world, and even the major sects and schools of thought were afraid of it.
"I know a little. I heard it from Shadow Guard Sword Slave Lord." Lin Che did not hide anything and simply told what he knew.
Ye Zheyun listened quietly, nodded, and spoke slowly:
"Yes. The eight gates of the Divine Palace have been missing for many years: Kaimen, Xiumen, Shengmen, Shangmen, Dumen, Jingmen, Jingmen, and Shimen! Now the only one missing is the Death Gate. To be honest, we've been searching for a candidate for the Death Gate for over sixty years, and we still haven't found a suitable one."
"The Eight Gates of the Shrine have always guarded a secret, a secret that could determine the fate of the world. Only when the Eight Gates come together can this secret be achieved..."
When Lin Che heard this, her heart was moved.
No way? Was I chosen?
Otherwise, why would a person like Ye Zheyun come here and tell me these things?
"I've been observing for years and already had a candidate in mind. But recently I've discovered that you seem to be more suitable."
Hiss...
It's for real.
Lin Che also picked up the glass of wine in front of him, drank strategically, and spoke tentatively:
"So, Senior, you are from the Eight Gates of the Shrine?"
"Yes! I am the Jingmen among the eight gates."
Jingmen.
This name sounds quite impressive.
"Then Senior, you told me so much, am I the chosen one?"
Ye Zheyun glanced at Lin Che in surprise and asked, "You don't want to join the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace?"
"Uh... not really. Just joining the Jingu Eight Gates, what benefits will I get?"
Lin Che wasn't stupid. This Divine Palace Eight Gates sounded like an organization that was going to do something big. If things weren't going well, they could get killed at any moment. If the matter were simple, a strong person like Ye Zheyun could handle it alone.
Need to find someone else?
Since it was dangerous, Lin Che naturally wanted to know what the benefits were.
Don't talk to him about saving the world. He's not that great. The future of all mankind is the responsibility of all of humanity. He will never die.
For now, the only benefit of joining the Eight Gates of the Shrine is probably getting to know the other seven so-called bigwigs of the Shrine. But making friends is always about status, and you only make friends based on your own strengths.
For example, if he can't even get into high school and gets sleepy after reading a math book for ten minutes, what can he do if he is dragged into a group of mathematicians and scientists?
Who would care about him?
If you are in a different circle, don’t force yourself to fit in!
Ye Zheyun seemed to have not heard the phrase "What's the benefit?" for a long time. His expression showed a puzzled look, just like "I never liked money. I'm not interested in money."
"The Eight Gates of the Shrine are extremely strict in selecting their members. The Death Gate is especially strict. The most crucial requirement is that one must have died once. Only those who have died and resurrected once meet our first requirement."
"I've met people who came back from the dead on the battlefield. But after these people come back to life and see that their comrades have died, they themselves will become zombies, unable to get out of that state."
"There's another type of person, like you. It's strange that you've died once before. I can sense it. Perhaps it was your ten-year protonation, and returning to Dagan allowed you to be reborn from the ashes. Or perhaps it has something to do with your birth."
"Simply dying once isn't enough. One also needs extraordinary talent, beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses. Only then can one cultivate to the eighth rank. The Eight Gates of the Divine Palace cannot survive without the eighth rank..."
"Lin Che, you are the most suitable candidate."
Lin Che was slightly surprised. What Ye Zheyun said was too provocative.
I actually knew that he was a person who had died once.
But Ye Zheyun probably thought that the physical and mental transformation was a result of a great catastrophe. Ye Zheyun probably didn't know that he was traveling through time.
Moreover, after talking for so long, I still haven’t gotten to the point.
Isn’t this just a waste of words?
"Senior is right. It's really strict. But I can barely protect myself right now. Zhenguo Mansion wants to kill me, Prince Wu wants to kill me, Yuxu Palace wants to kill me, and I still have a group of subordinates following me. Alas, I'm really overwhelmed."
"The most important thing is that you need to reach the eighth rank. I'm only at the sixth rank right now, which is a long way off. After I fell out with the Zhenguo Mansion, I couldn't break through to the seventh rank without the help of my closest bloodline."
"How about this, Senior? From today on, I will practice diligently and strive to reach the eighth level as soon as possible. I will contact you then. What do you think?"
Ye Zheyun waited for Lin Che to finish speaking before slowly saying, "The seventh level, where one can soar into the air, was originally created by the first generation of the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace. Therefore, these seven levels also correspond to eight different cultivation methods, each of which can lead to breakthroughs. And for us humans, the most suitable cultivation method is the corresponding Life Gate."
"Opening the gate of life does require the help of close blood relatives. Not only because, at a critical moment in cultivation, one needs the most trusted people, but also because once a breakthrough is successful, some of the cultivation will be fed back. 'One person's success brings prosperity to the whole family,' that's roughly what it means."
"And you, joining the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace, will be practicing the Death Gate. This secret method of cultivation does not require the assistance of blood relatives. However, the process of cultivation is extremely painful. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to endure."
What is unbearable does not matter anymore!
Am I afraid of this?
Apart from being poor, there is nothing to fear.
As long as I can break through.
"Okay. The Eight Gates of the Divine Palace is a sacred place that I, Lin Che, have always longed for. I didn't agree just now because I was afraid that my cultivation level would not be enough to disappoint the seniors. Since I can practice and achieve a breakthrough, I must agree."
Lin Che bowed and thanked him again.
While others might find cultivation excruciating, he had a system. After learning the basics, he could reach the maximum level directly.
Seeing Lin Che's transformation, Ye Zheyun seemed to have seen through everything in the world. Without any unnecessary expression on his face, he continued:
"Since you are willing to inherit the throne of the Death Gate, I will now teach you the Death Gate cultivation method. But I need to remind you that you are only one of the heirs. There is another heir. You can only keep one."
"I mean, one of you will eventually be wiped out."
Are there any competitors?
A battle to determine who's better, and who lives and dies? That's a bit brutal.
"The other intern...who is the other successor? Can you tell me?"
"I know, it won't do you any good."
Ye Zheyun poured the wine slowly, paused for a moment, and then continued, "I can only tell you that this man is from the royal family of Dagan!"
Dagan royal family?
Lin Che's pupils shrank slightly. Is his background so powerful? Who could this person be?
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