What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

Inside Extreme Moon Pavilion.

Ye Yu was leafing through a yokai god’s divine art.

To be honest, a bit disappointing.

He’d gone through five or six manuals in a row, and every one was middling in grade.

If the sixth floor of Extreme Moon Pavilion was only up to this level, then Same Sky Pavilion had better quality.

“Top-tier God Alliance,” huh? Sounds fake.

Did they just pay to buff their ranking?

Ye Yu shook his head, disappointed, then shut the divine art and slid it back onto the shelf.

At that moment, through the gap between shelves, he noticed a woman watching him from the other side.

Her eyes flowed with charm, spring warmth gathered in her gaze.

“Inferior Jiang Yuner. You look unfamiliar, Fellow Daoist—I’ve never seen you in the Alliance. Might I have your name?”

Her soft, velvety voice was pleasant to the ear.

This was one of the two people Ye Yu had noticed when he first entered the Archive Tower.

As a master of the arena of romance, Ye Yu read plenty from the woman’s eyes.

Most obvious was an invitation to “walk the Great Dao together.”

To be fair, this goddess named Jiang Yuner was quite attractive.

So proactive, dripping allure all over—highly likely a god who cultivated the Path of Joy.

For someone used to a chauffeured ride, taxis have zero appeal.

So he smiled, waved a hand, and pointed at his own mouth—

openly feigning deaf-muteness.

No need to chat with you.

After all, he couldn’t exactly tell her he’d greased his way up with divine stones.

That would sell out two people at once.

He’d figured that would make Jiang Yuner back off; instead, she advanced, her figure turning to drifting smoke as she appeared right before Ye Yu.

“Oh? Can’t talk, or won’t? Forget it—either way, it doesn’t matter. In my blessed cave-heaven I keep a cat that can do backflips. Why don’t we go have a look together?”

Jiang Yuner dropped the act and hit the point.

The subtext: I like you—let’s have a friendly match.

Ye Yu actually appreciated the honesty.

But taxis are a hard no.

He waved again and prepared to leave.

Jiang Yuner slapped a hand to the shelf and boxed him in, pinning him hard.

That was a bit much.

Ye Yu couldn’t help frowning slightly.

The smile was also draining from Jiang Yuner’s face.

“Fellow Daoist, the truth: I cultivate the Path of Joy. I saw that you’re not ordinary, so I invited you once, twice, thrice.

“Now you have two choices. One—come back to my blessed cave-heaven; I’ll grant you a chance and boost your cultivation.

“Two—never step outside Extreme Moon Pavilion again. The God Realm is perilous; killing a Heavenly God or two is as easy as breathing.”

Hearing that, Ye Yu gave a cold laugh.

So when soft won’t do, you go hard?

The last person who said he’d grant me a chance died this very day. Sounds like you’re eager to follow.

She was only early Gold God Realm; at this range, Ye Yu was fully confident he could kill her here.

The question was how to clean it up afterward.

Wait—where’s the other one?

Just as Ye Yu wondered, a soft sword rested against Jiang Yuner’s neck.

Its wielder was none other than Heng Xuanzhen’s martial aunt, Zhu Cangwen.

No—more precisely, Extreme Moon Pavilion’s Huang Shutao,

the owner of the skin Zhu Cangwen had taken.

Jiang Yuner’s face went iron-blue in an instant. “Huang Shutao, I came for some fun. What business is it of yours?”

Zhu Cangwen rasped, “It isn’t. I just don’t like you. Leave now—or I won’t mind carving a few lines in your face. You know I won’t hold back.”

At that, Jiang Yuner stamped furiously and turned to go.

At the doorway she shouted, “Huang Shutao, you’re so petty! I only said your ‘little brother’ was like a three-year-old—are you really going to hold a grudge for five thousand years?”

At those words, Ye Yu and Zhu Cangwen’s expressions both grew wonderfully complicated.

Jiang Yuner snorted; her figure vanished on the spot.

She fled immediately, giving Zhu Cangwen no chance to blow up.

To be fair, Zhu Cangwen was stunned.

She’d only skimmed Huang Shutao’s memories from the past few years; as for what happened five thousand years ago—she truly hadn’t looked.

But... was that really “little”?

If Ye Yu weren’t here, Zhu Cangwen would very much have liked to check on the “brother.”

[smack]

Ye Yu brought his palm down hard on Zhu Cangwen’s shoulder.

She nearly drew her sword on reflex.

Remembering the iron rule against infighting in Extreme Moon Pavilion, she forced it down and fixed her gaze on Ye Yu.

“Fellow Daoist, you—”

Before she could finish, Ye Yu cut in. “Say no more. I get it. A thing like that? Five thousand years isn’t enough. Fifty thousand wouldn’t be either.

“But don’t lose heart. I’ve got a folk remedy—nicknamed the coward’s nemesis. It’ll let you lift your head like a dragon.”

He wasn’t just consoling her.

In one of his dreams, he had a slightly unreliable grandpa who really did manufacture and sell a certain pill—reportedly powerful stuff.

Granted, he’d only heard about the effect; Ye Yu had never taken one.

But judging by Grandpa’s “condition,” it had to work.

Zhu Cangwen raised a hand at once. “No need. I’m clear-hearted and spare in desires—I have no pursuits of that kind. There’s no need to make this complicated.”

Ye Yu shook his head solemnly. “That won’t do. It’s like a divine artifact—use it or not, you should at least have it.”

That line turned Zhu Cangwen’s face bright red.

Damn it. I really am clear-hearted—single for eight million years, and I’ve never thought about a Dao partner.

And now you want me to take a coward’s nemesis?

Her sword hand had begun to tremble.

Ye Yu, however, was still enthusiastically pitching it.

“Enough!”

Zhu Cangwen couldn’t hold it in and roared on the spot.

Ye Yu blinked but didn’t take offense.

“After a... setback, moods swing. I don’t blame you—truly. And I haven’t even thanked you for stepping in just now. Much appreciated.

“If you ever need anything in the future, just say the word.”

Zhu Cangwen took several deep breaths, steadying herself.

Then she said softly, “I don’t want any of that nonsense. If you really want to thank me, come with me somewhere.”

Ye Yu grew cautious at once. “What do you want?”

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