What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

On the day after she beheaded Xiao Luo, Liu Yuenong returned once more to the place where Ye Yu had fallen.

So much time had passed that not a trace of Ye Yu’s aura remained here.

Even so, Liu Yuenong felt that only in this place could she find a moment of peace.

Of course, that feeling was faint—far too faint to stand against the tide of loneliness surging over her.

Liu Yuenong was on the verge of going mad.

To escape the suffocating solitude, she chose the most primitive method: sleep.

In her dreams, Liu Yuenong created a world where Ye Yu still existed.

She lived happily inside it, subconsciously ignoring every glaring inconsistency she saw.

Liu Yuenong did not want to wake up.

What she did not realize was that darkness had already spread from the depths of her heart, eroding her entire body.

A chill was budding within her divine body and slowly seeping outward.

Day turned to night; years flew by.

After several centuries, the area around her had become a forbidden land.

All space there was twisted, and any god who passed by would be drawn in by a terrifying force—

—and then erased by an irresistible power, body and Dao both destroyed.

In time, the place’s grim reputation spread.

But the gods were never short on hotheads and suicide squads.

To them, the more terrifying a place, the deeper the hidden fortune.

So they began to form teams to explore.

The result was predictable: every last one perished.

Only after uncounted gods had fallen did the pantheon finally stop courting death. They named the area the most dangerous forbidden land.

They had meant to leave it alone—but the warped space kept growing.

It spread beyond ten thousand li and reached the gates of Jiyue Pavilion.

That, at last, put Jiyue Pavilion in a panic.

They hurried to search for their Pavilion Lord.

Before they could find that person, however, a man and a woman of unfathomable strength suddenly appeared at the forbidden land’s edge.

Working together for two years—one dying, one badly wounded—they finally cut down Liu Yuenong.

And the dream shattered.

When Liu Yuenong awoke, she sat up in a daze and pondered for a long time.

She knew full well that the forbidden land had formed because obsession had entangled her.

She had wanted to sink forever into sleep, and that had given her obsession the chance to seize her divine body.

By the end, even Liu Yuenong had no idea how many gods her obsession had killed while controlling her.

But none of that mattered.

What mattered was this: shouldn’t she have fallen?

How was she alive again?

Had time reversed? If so, why still couldn’t she deduce the whereabouts of Ye Yu’s Black Bear Demon God body?

Could it be that Ye Yu had not been reborn?

If that were true, Liu Yuenong would see the time reversal as punishment—

—punishment forcing her to relive that suffocating loneliness and spiral into unending pain.

Or perhaps everything that had happened was a dream?

Perhaps there had never been a Ye Yu in the God Realm at all.

Perhaps she had imagined everything.

Liu Yuenong felt a wave of dizziness. No matter which possibility it was, she couldn’t accept it.

Impatient for the truth, she first went to find Heng Xuanzhen, but failed to see him.

Then came the scene of her searching for Luo Shu inside Tongtian Pavilion.

Only, Luo Shu did not give the answer Liu Yuenong wanted.

“Are you insane? What Lord of the Divine Alliance? What husband? What are you even saying? Who is Ye Yu?”

That single line pushed Liu Yuenong over the edge.

By the current timeline, Ye Yu should already have met Luo Shu.

Yet Luo Shu had no idea who he was.

That proved this wasn’t time reversing—Ye Yu simply did not exist.

Everything was nothing but her imagination.

But why had it all felt so real?

So real it turned her heart to ash and snuffed out all hope.

In that instant, the chill returned.

Countless black demonic sigils surfaced across Liu Yuenong’s body.

An overwhelming obsession began to take control of her.

Standing within arm’s reach, Luo Shu immediately sensed that something was wrong.

He knew perfectly well that she was a Thought Demon.

Back when Bai Hong was alive, he had warned Luo Shu more than once:

Keep a close watch on Liu Yuenong; never let obsession trap her, or a calamity will follow.

Luo Shu raised his voice. “Girl, steady your mind. Hold to your center. Do not let your obsession control your body!”

Liu Yuenong did not answer. She didn’t even look at Luo Shu. She slowly closed her eyes.

Yes—at this moment, she still chose to run.

If Ye Yu did not exist, then right and wrong no longer mattered.

Tongtian Pavilion, the avatar of evil intent—it was all meaningless.

I only want to return to the world where Ye Yu exists.

Even if it is a dream. Even if I am lying to myself. I don’t care.

The next second, black sigils completely covered Liu Yuenong’s body.

A black radiance spread from her, and the space around her began to warp.

Seeing disaster coming, Luo Shu spun on his heel and fled.

Within a dozen breaths,

the entire Tongtian Pavilion was swallowed by darkness, its twisted space enough to drive onlookers back in fear.

From a great distance, Luo Shu stared at the sight, still shaken.

Terrifying. Absolutely terrifying.

He hadn’t expected that after all this time, the girl’s power had grown to such a degree.

Nor had he expected the very thing Bai Hong feared most to come to pass.

Liu Yuenong had been devoured by obsession, and matters had reached a point beyond repair.

Damn it—was this also because of Ye Yu?

Who in the world was that boy?

Why was the entire God Realm looking for him?

And why did everyone assume he knew the boy?

What was going on?

After thinking it over, Luo Shu refused to sit and wait for doom. He decided to go out and search for whoever Ye Yu was.

Not only to satisfy his own curiosity, but also to save Liu Yuenong and Tongtian Pavilion.

Since the girl’s obsession had arisen because of that boy, perhaps he could also break the impasse.

With that thought, Luo Shu immediately set off to the south.

At the same time, in the Ye Manor in Newbuilt City, Ye Yu let out a heavy sneeze.

He popped into his mouth a piece of fruit that Bone Consort had just handed him.

Then he took up brush and paper to calculate the dates.

The chance Chu She left him at death’s door was enormous. Yes, it meant risking drawing Xiao Luo’s attention—but fortune favors the bold.

With the stakes this high, why not gamble?

So Ye Yu decided to wait until the right day, then enter the dream once more and visit the place where Chu She had died.

Just then, Shen Fuxin rushed in at full speed.

“Husband, something’s happened.”

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