What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

The sharp, slanted eyes—paired with that rebellious haircut, thinned to a few strands fluttering in the wind.

To be fair, Elder Ge’s look is so distinctive it’s almost impossible to mistake him for someone else.

But why would he be here, on this desolate mountain range?

Shouldn’t he be staying in the Boundless Hall right now?

Ye Yu’s gaze settled—and Elder Ge caught it almost at once.

Those eyes shifted from looking at him to looking beside him.

Not looking at me—that’s the real note.

Roundabout as it is, that’s the gist.

Ye Yu realized Elder Ge was studying him.

He clearly had no memory of the dreams, so he definitely wouldn’t recognize him.

Forget it. If he doesn’t know me, he doesn’t know me.

In the God Realm, being too forward makes you look like you’re up to something.

So Ye Yu not only had no intention of stepping up to greet him, he was even thinking of speeding up and leaving.

Only, it was already too late.

Eye contact confirmed: suspicious target!

Ye Yu suddenly felt a weight on his body. He looked down—Elder Ge was hanging off him like an old gibbon.

If a goddess did that, maybe it’d be romantic.

But a balding, squint-eyed old man? That sight was pure eye-sore.

Ye Yu flung him off instantly.

Elder Ge’s body floated like cotton and drifted to a stop not far away.

And then he did something truly disgusting.

He actually lifted his hands and sniffed them—lightly.

In that moment Ye Yu’s killing intent toward Elder Ge spiked.

Wives, I’m sorry. I feel unclean.

You old bastard—no wonder your daughter curses you.

“Soul Severer. It’s on you.”

That one line froze Ye Yu in place.

Fuck.

That’s basically a divine skill.

He’d never once revealed Soul Severer. He’d kept it tucked in his storage ring the whole time, never shown to anyone.

And Elder Ge figured it out just by sniffing his hands?

Unbelievable.

But the next line hit Ye Yu like a thunderbolt.

“You’re Ye Yu.”

Honestly—this time he panicked.

Really, truly panicked.

He’d been in this fantasy world long enough, lived through that many dream sequences.

He’d already charted the system’s habits.

Only people who like him keep their dream memories; men—no matter how deep the friendship—have their memories wiped.

He knew this very well.

So how was he supposed to explain what he was seeing now?

There were only two possibilities. One: the dream system glitched hard, so Elder Ge kept memories of him.

Two: Elder Ge looks like a man, but is actually a woman—and also happens to like him.

Ugh.

At that thought, Ye Yu almost lost it.

Just then, Elder Ge spoke again.

“Don’t clam up. You’re Ye Yu, right?”

At that, Ye Yu frowned a little.

What’s this?

So sure a second ago—why turn it into a question now?

Could it be he doesn’t have any dream memory and he’s just guessing?

Before Ye Yu could chase the thought down, Elder Ge stepped up again, pulled out an Image Stone, and began carefully scrubbing through it.

At last, in a tiny frame, he found Ye Yu.

Ye Yu’s expression turned... odd.

He recognized it at once. The clip was from that battle between two sects—when he whisked Bone Consort away.

Seriously, who had that much free time?

Filming with an Image Stone in the middle of that?

What, you like documenting your godly life too?

“Right there. That’s you. Don’t even try to deny it. This robe alone is proof enough—you’re Ye Yu.

Well now, brat, do you know how long I’ve been looking for you?

Finally caught you.”

Elder Ge burst out laughing, then, in a flash, tied a red cord to Ye Yu’s wrist.

The red cord flickered once—and vanished without a trace.

It looked... peculiar.

Ye Yu asked, puzzled, “What is this?”

“Day-and-Night Tether! A little artifact I made myself. Once it’s tied on, it links to your divine soul. Can’t be removed.

Relax, it’s harmless. It only lets me track your location in real time—no heaven to run to, no earth to hide in.

Ye Yu, you won’t escape the palm of my—”

Before he could finish, Ye Yu pressed a hand up under his chin.

“Don’t use that tone with me. It’s greasy. So greasy I want to kill you for it, Elder Ge.”

Ye Yu wasn’t joking.

He would not tolerate an old man nauseating him on repeat.

It felt awful—like ants crawling all over him.

Elder Ge’s eyes lit up at once, as if he’d spotted some peerless treasure.

He tried to speak, but with his jaw propped he couldn’t, so he darted back out of reach and slipped free.

Then, excited, he blurted, “So you do know me! That makes everything line up!”

Ye Yu arched a brow. “What are you talking about?”

“Drop the act. I’ve seen through it all!

My daughter Zhu Xincheng told me before—someone named Ye Yu knows me, even knows about us.

I thought something was off back then.

Now I’ve found Soul Severer on you—that’s the clincher.

You must have some exotic treasure, or a mysterious divine art. You snuck in, stole my Soul Severer, and then wiped my memory, didn’t you?”

Elder Ge’s mouth curled at the corner as he tried to look like a master planner.

But those slanted eyes ruined the aura completely.

He looked like a spooked old quail.

Even so, Ye Yu was impressed.

To infer that much from such scattered bits—that was sharp.

So what should he do now?

Flat denial?

Elder Ge wouldn’t buy it.

And there was no way to explain why Soul Severer was with him.

Admit it?

That wouldn’t work either.

He really hadn’t stolen anything—the system rewarded him with it. How is that his fault?

One thing was clear: Elder Ge bore him no real malice.

More precisely, he didn’t want to kill him.

At least not right now.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been clinging to him—he’d have sent a storm of artifacts screaming in.

The guy’s absolutely a walking arsenal.

He could probably bury an Ancient God-level powerhouse under a pile of divine weapons alone.

Sure enough, just as Ye Yu had guessed—

Elder Ge pulled a face. “Why do you keep not answering, kid? Whatever—enough talk. You’re coming back to the sect with me.

If I don’t bring you home, my daughter won’t let me through the door!”

He reached out to tug Ye Yu’s sleeve, ready to leave.

Ye Yu was just about to resist when Elder Ge’s voice sounded again.

“Kid, don’t even think about running. The artifacts in my storage ring don’t have eyes.”

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