What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

Two days later, at the center of Tongtian Pavilion’s training field.

Luo Shu stood there in silence, lifted his head, and sighed as if mourning all the years gone by.

Under his persistent questioning, Ye Yu told him about the white rainbow’s evil-thought incarnation.

At that, Luo Shu showed no surprise.

In truth, back when White Rainbow was still alive, he had already sensed something amiss. He just never got the chance to ask before White Rainbow fell.

Now that he knew the truth, Luo Shu’s feelings were complicated.

He wanted to speak, but the words would not come. Whatever he said now would be too late. freewebnoveℓ.com

White Rainbow was gone.

All he could do was remain at the place where the evil-thought incarnation had once been sealed and remember an old friend.

After all, even an evil-thought incarnation was still a shape White Rainbow had once worn.

Luo Shu truly wanted to see him one more time—but he could not.

On the other side, Ye Yu had already left Tongtian Pavilion.

It had to be said: the Thought Demon is a truly peculiar demonic race.

They often get trapped in mental corners, binding themselves with obsession.

But once a thought breaks through, the whole person becomes unstoppable.

Liu Yuennong declared that she had already sensed an opportunity to break her realm and very likely would step up to a new level.

For reference, her current strength sat at the peak of the Divine Monarch Realm.

One step higher is the God Realm’s highest stage, the God Sovereign Realm.

If she succeeded, the entire God Realm would have only her above all.

As the Dao companion of a God Sovereign, Ye Yu would have every qualification—and the power—to walk sideways across the God Realm.

If people blocked him, he would kill people; if gods blocked him, he would kill gods.

That was simply the situation.

Reluctant to part, Liu Yuennong began her closed-door cultivation.

Before that, she had considered having Ye Yu take the form of the big black bear and hold her while she cultivated.

That suggestion was decisively rejected.

If we really did that, would you still have the mind to cultivate?

Don’t be silly. Be good and go into seclusion on your own.

‘If love lasts long, why cling to mornings and evenings?’

Under the onslaught of his impeccable reasoning, Liu Yuennong could only enter the place of seclusion alone.

That also gave Ye Yu some time to improve himself.

Tongtian Pavilion’s resources were basically exhausted; staying there any longer would only make him stagnate.

So, if he wanted to raise his cultivation quickly, he had to venture out.

Risk and opportunity come together.

Even so, before setting out, Ye Yu once more unfolded the burial-grounds map that Peach Blossom, the Poison Madam, had given him.

The God Realm is perilous; naturally, he needed to gather a few protectors first.

Of course, there were fallen powerhouses inside Tongtian Pavilion as well.

But Ye Yu had no intention of summoning those.

As the saying goes, even a rabbit won’t eat the grass by its own burrow.

What’s more, they were Tongtian Pavilion’s martyrs. If Luo Shu and Liu Yuennong learned he was using them to block blades for him, they would surely feel unhappy.

So Ye Yu would go elsewhere to find more suitable choices.

A few hours later, he arrived at the Zhuhuang Mountains.

Following the map’s marks, he reached the precise spot and immediately cast his self-created divine art, Demonic Conversion.

Soon, two middle-aged men in ancient battle armor appeared before him.

Demonic energy roiled around them, and each gaze was razor-sharp.

After stepping into late Great God, Ye Yu’s maximum conversion limit had risen to late Golden God.

These two middle-aged men were late Golden God powerhouses.

It had to be said: with them at his side, the sense of security was truly overwhelming.

It was just that the number felt a bit small.

Ye Yu was about to take his two newly recruited protectors to the next site when—

He turned and saw dozens of gods wearing a variety of astonished expressions.

They stood frozen, staring this way in disbelief.

The white-haired elder in the lead was gaunt and shaking all over.

“Ancestors, h-how did you come out?”

Hearing that, Ye Yu felt as if thunder had struck him.

Ancestors, was it?

Could these be the descendants of the protectors behind him?

With that thought, Ye Yu immediately began to read the two men’s memories.

Once he finished, he understood: the two armored men were brothers.

Their names were Qin Wu and Qin Wen.

Both were human cultivators, gifted to the extreme. After ten million years of cultivation, they finally reached the God Realm.

They came with the intention of revitalizing their clan and growing many branches and leaves.

They each found a Dao companion—but the brothers were not exactly paragons of diligence.

After toiling for several hundred years, they had produced only two children between them.

That fell far short of their plan to make a great God-Realm lineage.

So, if strength wasn’t enough, they would make up the difference with outside resources.

Qin Wu and Qin Wen scoured the God Realm for world-class heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Heaven does not fail the determined. After long effort, they found what they sought.

But on their way back, passing through the Zhuhuang Mountains, they were ambushed by enemies and died with hatred in their hearts.

At the moment of death, they still held one regret: they had failed to found a God-Realm great house.

Judging by the formation across from him, their wish seemed to have come true.

Perhaps it was the old story: the father couldn’t do it, but the sons became the pillars.

From the looks of it, those two boys had worked hard indeed.

While Ye Yu sighed over that, the Qin descendants opposite finally reacted.

“Grandfather, stop shouting. Someone used an evil divine art to toss our ancestors out!”

“That’s right, Grandfather. Thank goodness we came early this year to pay respects. If we’d been any later, our ancestors’ bodies might have been stolen!”

“Outrageous! Our Qin family has always treated others kindly in the God Realm and never offended anyone. And yet today, someone dug up the Qin ancestral graves. Boy, whoever you are—my Qin family will not rest until one side is dead!”

With the elder’s furious roar, seventy or eighty gods charged straight at Ye Yu.

Their eyes were blood-red, their faces twisted, killing intent surging to the extreme.

Which was only natural.

Digging up another family’s ancestral graves is an irreconcilable hatred—and to be caught in the act on top of that.

Of course their anger would spike off the charts on the spot.

From the Qin clan’s berserk state, it was clear they had no intention of listening to reason.

So Ye Yu didn’t waste his breath. He turned on the spot and left.

To get caught red-handed while the family was holding a memorial?

That kind of luck was truly something else.

Ah—what a mess.