Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

"If there’s nothing else, I’m off to work."
Jiu brushed nonexistent dust off her shoulder and said gracefully while under everyone’s gaze.
Inside the room.
The department head Xing Can looked helpless, Jiu’s immediate boss Qinglang, and the woman glaring hatefully with her swollen face—
Bam!
Jiu deliberately slammed the door shut, making a loud noise.
These people were then isolated inside by the door.
Jiu whistled and turned around, surveying her surroundings.
Everyone was huddled in their cubicles, heads down, seemingly very busy.
Jiu returned to her own desk.
She tossed a card onto the desk, kicked her legs up, and lazily picked up a book to cover her face, ready to nap.
—That card was a contact card Jie gave.
Showing this card earlier immediately changed the attitudes of the two bosses.
They contacted Jie through the card.
Jie seemed very busy, too occupied to bother with matters here, just hurriedly saying, "She’s a junior from the Split Bee Clan, please take good care of her."
The two bosses could only agree hastily.
—The communication ended there.
Since Jie spoke up, there’d be no issues.
Whose face stands up to a Saint?
Besides, when the Saints went to the Dream World to jointly eliminate her and fight for the high-dimensional Holy Ladder, they got hit by "the King" and monsters’ battle, killing a bunch.
At the Myriad Realms Survival Conference, many positions of power opened up.
Consequently.
Jie’s position was even more stable, possibly moving further up!
In any case.
The Split Bee Clan is among the most vengeful and battle-skilled races.
A Saint from this race would be feared by anyone.
So—
She’s quite safe.
Jiu casually placed both feet on the desk, leisurely swinging her smooth white legs.
"Careful, you’re a woman now."
Charlotte warned him.
"And quite beautiful." Chaos Ship added.
"So make sure to act gracefully, or you’ll blow your cover." Su Su said.
"Remember to check out the cafeteria later." Uncle Qi advised.
"Got it."
Jiu reluctantly drew back her legs, mimicking her colleagues’ posture, sitting upright, adopting a professional demeanor.
Bam!
The director’s office door flew open.
The ugly fat woman ran out crying, returning to her seat.
Yet, she stood there tearfully instead of sitting, sobbing while glancing in Jiu’s direction.
Within the office, only her sobbing was audible.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
She continued crying!
Jiu raised her eyebrows.
Anyone could see this ugly woman was scolded by the leadership.
So she’s opting to play the victim at her workstation?
To make everyone believe it’s the newcomer bullying a senior colleague thanks to a Saint’s favor?
Jiu tilted her head in thought, got up, and walked over.
Everyone’s eyes gathered on her.
—Is this reconciliation?
Many pondered this.
Considering she’d done enough as a newcomer.
Everyone still had to get along moving forward.
This would be the time to soften—
"Why watch your mama?"
Jiu’s voice echoed in the office.
Not a sound was made.
She stood outside the ugly woman’s cubicle, arms folded on the counter, staring inquisitively.
"Why watch your mama?"
"You stared at me since earlier; are you jealous of my unparalleled beauty?"
A human lady beyond gorgeous spoke with such a charmingly adorable tone that people struggled to react momentarily.
The fat ugly woman widened her eyes, her mouth opening and closing, suddenly shouted:
"You’re a bully!"
Jiu’s eyes flashed.
The opponent’s power surged fully.
—This was her full strength!
Trying to seize the chance for a hit?
However—
She was now the Master of Law of "Dream," a Reserve Saint.
Once she mastered "the King’s" Saint-making Technique, she would become a true Saint.
—Far stronger than other Saints!
Because she saw the Saints’ Saint-making Techniques—
Compared to the Saint-making Technique received from "the King’s" exchange, Saints’ methods were child’s play.
Jiu even revisited the knowledge points of the Saint-making Technique, then slowly extended her hand—
Use Destruction?
Not necessary, a casual burst would kill her instantly.
She came to hide her identity.
Use Eternal?
No use there.
Truth...
The suppressive power’s too conspicuous.
So forget it.
Jiu lightly extended a finger, pretending it’s a long blade, gently stabbing in the Void.
She stabbed her opponent’s brow.
"Want to die?"
Jiu asked with a smile.
She—
Was breathtaking.
Even with a finger pointing at someone, it conveyed a delightful, pitiful sentiment.
The ugly woman, stabbed in place, froze, stopped crying, silently retreated to her workstation, and began working.
Jiu glanced at her pants.
...Suits were soiled out of fright.
Indeed, she could’ve pierced her brain just now.
But it wasn’t necessary.
The Split Bee Clan might be vengeful, but murder on the first day of work was a bit excessive.
"Hm."
Jiu swayed her waist, slowly returning to her workstation, sat down.
—From beginning to end, nobody made a sound.
Jiu sat there, bored, resting her head in her hands.
By the way.
What exactly was her job?
—Seems no tasks were assigned yet!
Quite amusing.
Jiu smugly shook her long legs, just as a voice called:
"Jiu, join me for fieldwork."
Looking back.
It was her immediate boss Qinglang.
Unknown of his original race, but now disguising as a human, appearing like a glasses-wearing, bearded male artist.