What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

An hour later, led by Zhu Zangwen, Ye Yu arrived at a bamboo grove tens of thousands of li away from Extreme Moon Pavilion.

The place was utterly secluded and rich with spiritual energy—indeed, a fine spot for cultivation.

Ye Yu glanced around and spoke softly: "Fellow cultivator, you picked quite a spot. Meeting your pen friend here is rather elegant. But are you sure you want me to meet them for you?"

"Honestly, you look fine yourself."

At his question, the corners of Zhu Zangwen’s mouth lifted slightly, but she didn’t answer right away.

Inside Extreme Moon Pavilion, fellow disciples were forbidden to fight. To kill Ye Yu cleanly, Zhu Zangwen had no choice but to lure him outside.

At the same time, to keep the kid from getting suspicious, she needed a plausible reason—one he couldn’t refuse—on short notice.

Only then could she ensure nothing went wrong.

So Zhu Zangwen invented a story: she had a pen friend she’d written for years yet never met.

Today was the day, but he was too nervous and lacked confidence in his looks.

So she wanted Ye Yu to go in her stead and meet the pen friend.

After it was done, she would present a generous gift.

Hearing that, Ye Yu agreed at once and followed Zhu Zangwen to this place.

Everything proceeded smoothly.

Zhu Zangwen had already swept the area with divine sense; there was no sign whatsoever of Heng Xuanzhen.

Under these conditions, Ye Yu wouldn’t escape even with wings.

That said, the kid’s luck did seem outrageous.

When they first met, he was only at early Great God Realm.

Now, in just a few days, he had leapt an entire major realm—and with that sudden, terrifying sword intent besides. He had clearly obtained some tremendous opportunity.

Otherwise there would never be such a rebirth-level transformation.

Because of that, Zhu Zangwen didn’t immediately draw her blade. Instead, she asked lightly, "Yes, you’re the best one to meet him for me. In terms of looks, you outshine me. The first time I saw you in the library, I thought you were stunning."

"Second, that vast sword intent on you—there’s no way it belongs to the Heavenly God stage. So then, is swordsmanship your main path? Among demonkin, sword cultivators are rare."

Ye Yu said mildly, "Not my main path. But on the sword’s road, even if I’m not leaving everyone in the dust, I’m at least among the finest of this age."

That wasn’t exaggeration; if anything, Ye Yu was being modest.

Whether in the mortal world or the Celestial World, none could surpass Ye Yu in the way of the sword.

After he shattered the void and reached the God Realm, he seldom used the sword, yet his sword intent remained.

Recently, he refined Ancient Sword Gorge’s supreme divine art, Shadowless Sword Sever.

Relying on his dream-born Heaven-Defying Comprehension, he discarded the dross, kept the essence, and fused it into his own sword path.

Seizing that chance, he tempered his sword intent—hence its present, majestic force.

Zhu Zangwen knew none of this. She reflexively assumed Ye Yu was bragging.

Her interest in talking dried up at once.

So glib—was this how he sweet-talked his way into Heng Xuanzhen’s favor?

There was nothing more to learn by asking. Better to kill him directly and search his soul. Then everything would be known.

Zhu Zangwen’s lips quirked as she stepped forward. Just as she moved to strike, a sheet of yellow sand manifested out of thin air and locked both her hands in an instant.

A great black hole opened before her, and countless gray chains coiled around her in a blink.

Behind her, a great saber pressed to her heart.

Three gods appeared without warning, forming a triangle that sealed Zhu Zangwen in.

Their realms weren’t high—only peak Gold God Realm—but their coordination was flawless, their ambush perfectly timed.

In the space of a blink, Zhu Zangwen was pinned.

These three were the Demon Conversion guardians who had been hiding near Extreme Moon Pavilion.

Seeing this, Zhu Zangwen frowned slightly and asked in feigned confusion, "Fellow cultivator, what are you doing?"

Ye Yu lifted his chin a touch and said, "Enough with the act, Skinner Zhu. At this point you’re still pretending?"

Zhu Zangwen’s face went cold at once; her features shifted, returning to her true appearance.

"When did you notice me?"

Ye Yu said softly, "In the library, I didn’t sense anything wrong. But when you suddenly proposed dragging me this far to meet a pen friend, it felt off."

"Who asks a near stranger to do that on first meeting?"

"So I started looking closely at you."

"There were two real giveaways."

"First, your eyes. Skinner Zhu, your gaze is always that same disdain for everything, never changing."

"Second, your divine power’s ripple. No matter how you swap bodies, your divine power’s pulse stays like it was at the start. Because you are you. Like how a man used to stepping with his left foot will never lead with his right."

Hearing Ye Yu’s explanation, Zhu Zangwen couldn’t help but laugh.

"You are clever. So it wasn’t just sweet talk that won Heng Xuanzhen’s favor. But you think this trash can kill me?"

She let out a cold snort and clenched her fist.

The sand at her hands and the chains around her body vanished entirely.

At the same time, sword intent surged from her body like thunder, and in a heartbeat she slaughtered the three Demon Conversion guardians.

The killing net that had just formed was effortlessly shredded.

That was the crushing weight of true strength.

Skinner Zhu’s character might be questionable, but her sword intent wasn’t for nothing.

Otherwise she wouldn’t have qualified to learn Shadowless Sword Sever.

Zhu Zangwen walked toward Ye Yu, her eyes still cold as frost.

"Boy, you’re too naïve—always thinking you control everything."

"You don’t realize that before absolute strength, every scheme turns paper-thin. Three Gold God Realm dare to kill me? Laughable."

Ye Yu didn’t show a hint of panic. Idly rubbing his storage ring, he said in a quiet voice, "I know Gold God Realm can’t kill you. But what if it’s three Ancient God Realm?"

At that, Zhu Zangwen halted, staring at Ye Yu in disbelief.

Ye Yu flicked his hand, and three fallen divine bodies appeared ahead.

As his hands released a sealing mudra, a brilliant light flashed—

It poured into each of the three bodies.

In the next second, those three who had fallen who knew how long ago slowly stood up.

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