What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

What on earth is this guy?

He’s clearly just at the peak of True God—no demon race at all—yet his physique is on par with a Heavenly God–level demon god.

Unbelievable.

Since when could a mortal who became a god cultivate demon god arts?

That’s rarer than your house cat doing a backflip.

Ye Yu didn’t pay Hong Zhencheng’s look any mind.

He was already studying the surroundings.

This spot was roughly five hundred li from the Balance City of Yu Buxia.

Meaning: after Yu Manhua blasted Yinghuo this far, she vanished?

That made no sense.

Unless...

Following the line of Hong Zhencheng’s pointing finger, Ye Yu went straight ahead to the place where Yinghuo had disappeared.

He then used a divine stone to examine it.

Very quickly, he sensed an unusual ripple.

Right ahead.

Ye Yu pressed his palm forward and immediately felt an invisible barrier.

So—Yinghuo had been knocked into a secret realm by accident?

With that answer, Ye Yu couldn’t help but exhale in relief.

When he first found he couldn’t locate Yinghuo’s aura, his worst fear was that she had fallen.

Now that he knew she’d entered a secret realm, there probably wasn’t a problem.

After all, Yinghuo was an ancient god who had existed for ages.

Ordinary secret realms posed little real danger to her.

It would just take time to break out.

Thinking that, Ye Yu released his divine sense again and swept the area.

He quickly found a suitable target.

Ye Yu formed a one-handed seal and began live-testing the improved Demon Conversion.

In the next instant, a seductive woman shot up from the ground into the sky, then landed steadily before Ye Yu and knelt on one knee.

Before Ye Yu could make his next move,

a roar blasted out behind him.

“Fuck!!!”

To Hong Zhencheng, what just happened blew his worldview to pieces.

It was one thing for a mortal-turned-god to temper a demon god physique.

But now he’d openly cast another demon god art—and even summoned his long-fallen white moonlight back into the world.

In all honesty, Hong Zhencheng was a demon god who loved to study.

He was also very good with words.

But right now no description could capture his shock.

Only one word would do: “Fuck!”

Those few letters represented the highest form of a man’s heartfelt recognition.

He’d shouted so loud Ye Yu’s ears rang; Ye Yu had to dig at his ear.

“Are you sick? Why are you yelling all of a sudden?”

Hong Zhencheng didn’t respond to the rebuke at all.

All his attention was fixed on the female demon god.

After circling her twice,

he suddenly seized her hands.

“Xiaowei, how... how are you alive?”

What Demon Conversion brought forth was loyal only to Ye Yu’s orders; someone grabbing at her hands was, by reflex, flagged as an attack.

She flew a kick without hesitation and booted Hong Zhencheng away.

The angle was vicious.

With just that one kick he couldn’t get up; even his voice turned sharp.

“Xiaowei, it’s me, Acheng—don’t you recognize me?”

The female demon god named Xiaowei made no reply. She merely looked quietly at Ye Yu.

Softly, she asked, “Master, do you need me to kill him?”

Ye Yu waved a hand and then looked to Hong Zhencheng. “You two know each other?”

Hong Zhencheng struggled to his feet and nodded hard.

Then he told a love story that wasn’t moving at all.

Back then, Xiaowei had also been with the Wuliang Hall. Because he was obsessed with her beauty, Hong Zhencheng had joined the Hall.

You could say Xiaowei was the goddess in his heart.

Of course, with a caveat: it was unspoken love.

More than ten years later, when he finally screwed up the courage to confess,

Xiaowei died on a mission.

A love that hadn’t even started ended there.

For countless days and nights, Hong Zhencheng wept and held memorials for that dead love.

After hearing him out, Ye Yu nodded with a complicated look.

A love-drunk fool for more than a decade who never even said the word “like” before she died.

Hong Zhencheng, you’re really something.

“Xiaowei, I like you.”

Hong Zhencheng poured out his feelings to her—only to receive a cold face in return.

She even seemed about to raise her foot again.

Seeing that, Hong Zhencheng hurriedly backed off, then looked to Ye Yu with hope.

“Friend, what exactly is going on with Xiaowei? Is this counted as resurrection?”

“It is, and it isn’t. Forget about becoming Daoist partners. I’ve got a rich-lady-of-the-God-Realm playbook here for you. It’s yours. Whether you can swagger through the God Realm from now on depends on it.”

As he spoke, Ye Yu tossed Hong Zhencheng the Succubus Bai Shuang Daoist Partner Manual.

In the dream world, Hong Zhencheng had relied on this very manual to run rampant.

It should work just as well in reality.

They knew each other, after all.

He really couldn’t stand there and watch Hong Zhencheng try to romance a dead demon god—

no need to court disaster later.

Hong Zhencheng skimmed the manual, then looked back at Ye Yu.

“Friend, Xiaowei—really no chance?”

“Get lost.”

Ye Yu snapped, then hauled Hong Zhencheng toward the Wuliang Hall.

As for Xiaowei, she would naturally remain here as a humanoid observation node.

The real reason Ye Yu had summoned her

was to have her wait on site.

The instant Yinghuo appeared, she could notify him at once.

And the best part: the improved Demon Conversion didn’t have the usual short-term survival limit.

Truly a must-have divine art for home, travel, and roaming the God Realm.

After flying by air for several hours,

Ye Yu and Hong Zhencheng reached the Wuliang Hall.

Back here again, both of them froze on the spot.

The well-kept God Alliance was now nothing but ruins.

“What happened? What the hell happened? It was fine when I left.

Why is my home gone the moment I come back?”

Hong Zhencheng was utterly stunned. He rushed into the rubble, his face turning blank with confusion.

Ye Yu couldn’t help frowning slightly.

He suddenly felt that the God Realm had become particularly unsettled.

First Yinghuo vanished; now the Wuliang Hall was a ruin.

Did Xie Buyu offend some incredible existence?

Or did the plan of that old dog Gou Langtu and Dongfang Yelai actually succeed in the real world?

By rights, that shouldn’t be possible. After waking from the dream, Xie Buyu had essentially opened the God’s Eye.

How do you lose when you’re playing face-up?

Ye Yu couldn’t figure it out, so he prepared to use Demon Conversion to summon the fallen divine clansmen here and ask what happened.

But after trying for a long time, he couldn’t summon a single one.

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