Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

“But feel free to speak, our Split Bee Clan, though secluded, never pretends to be self-important,” Jiu said calmly.
“Alright—You must know, when a Professional perceives the Laws, it basically means they’re linked to a Saint. Eventually, they can sign some sort of contract with a Saint and become a prominent figure.”
Jiu couldn’t help but nod.
Indeed.
When I comprehended the “Zouma Lantern,” the Time Saint had come and offered terms.
But I refused.
“It’s complicated, but you might want to take a look at this.”
The Professional glanced around, seeing no one, then sneakily produced a newspaper and handed it to Jiu.
Jiu took it and looked.
On the cover was her absolutely beautiful face, beside a bold caption:
“The Goddess closest to the Laws!”
“—Saint personally acknowledges, a punch opens a bright future!”
Jiu was speechless for a moment.
The newspaper contained numerous detailed analyses, but what caught Jiu’s attention the most was the last paragraph:
“Recently, the number of fallen Saints has been worryingly high, yet the information is tightly sealed, leaving everyone in the dark about what happened.”
“But if the Law she touches is without a Saint guarding it.”
“—Perhaps she could become the new Saint!”
Click.
No wonder everyone’s attitude has shifted a bit.
A Saint.
Quite weak before the monsters of the Other Shore, yet within the Myriad Realms, they’re invincible beings.
Though I fought so hard against the Time Saint, I couldn’t defeat him.
I must become a Saint quickly!
“Thanks, how much for the newspaper? I’ll pay you.”
Jiu patted the Professional on the shoulder and asked.
The Professional looked flattered, turned to look at her hand, then at his shoulder, and his face flushed instantly.
“You… you’ve already paid.”
He stammered.
Jiu was stunned.
—Are all men so dumb when they talk?
How awkward!
No—
Why am I thinking through a woman’s perspective?
…Stop.
Don’t think about it anymore.
—Better find some time to revert to being a man.
“Thank you.”
Jiu withdrew her hand, walked to the warehouse door, and waved the card in her hand.
Rumble—
The warehouse door slowly opened.
As soon as she stepped inside, the voice immediately sounded by her ear:
“You’ve come.”
It was the Rahu Finger.
“Yes, I have,” Jiu replied.
She walked leisurely, hands behind her back, among rows of sealed items, appearing as though she was conducting a routine inspection.
“You shouldn’t have come,” the Rahu Finger transmitted.
“But I still came,” Jiu said.
“You—”
“Stop! I now have an official identity that allows me to inspect here, and you are just a sealed finger—we won’t be suspected,” Jiu explained.
The other party’s tone instantly softened:
“I heeded your advice, placing my strength on another item, letting it become the culprit for the occurring events.”
—A bit smug?
“That’s good, so, what’s your plan next?” Jiu asked.
“I plan to summon other parts of my body in the coming days. Once they traverse the Aether and arrive here—then my power will greatly increase, dealing with a bunch of Saints won’t be a problem.” The finger said.
“Can it be done? Aether isn’t that easy to traverse,” Jiu worriedly asked.
“Although Aether isolates information, there’s a mysterious resonance between my body parts; they should be able to find their way here…” the finger said.
“From your tone, it doesn’t seem easy,” Jiu voiced her concern again.
“—Once it traverses the Aether, I should be able to sense it,” the finger said.
Both sank into silence.
“What are you worried about? Using this tone to coax me?” the finger asked.
“I genuinely worry about you,” Jiu said concernedly.
“Nonsense.” the finger retorted.
“Don’t get excited—we’re in the same boat now!”
“Scram!”
“I’m the one who let you stay here!”
The words couldn’t be refuted.
The finger indeed followed Jiu’s guidance.
“Hmph… what exactly are you? You don’t seem like an insect, nor truly the Mother of Curse, but to say you’re human—your soul doesn’t resemble that of a woman—could you be a man? Yet you have some other traits, like… a duck?”
The finger’s tone grew increasingly puzzled.
Jiu sneered:
“So interested in my background?”
By now, she had walked to the finger’s seal, holding a machine to inspect the seal.
If she found the finger problematic and reported it—
The finger would undoubtedly face disaster.
“Calm down, I don’t intend to probe your background, just a bit curious,” the finger said.
“You ate a Saint yesterday,” Jiu said.
“Yes, his remains have been discovered, and I estimate they’re searching everywhere for the culprit now,” the finger’s tone grew smug again.
Jiu operated the machine, her thoughts constantly turning.
Should—
Directly melt this finger?
In theory.
Using “Mandala Uroboros” can “absorb the elements of the target, or directly use the target, transforming it into elements you need…”
But considering it has consciousness.
How to eradicate its consciousness?
After all, it’s still summoning other parts.
If it keeps growing stronger, the next Curse might not scare it.
Having accepted tens of thousands of years of battle scenes transmitted by the Curse, I’ve completely understood one thing—
Before such monsters, there’s no reasoning whatsoever.
No matter how good the relationship.
Once they want to eat you, they just eat.
Their history is endless battle and slaughter.
Only strength is Truth!
“How about we discuss something?” the finger transmitted.
“Hmm? What?” Jiu absentmindedly asked.