What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

“Shut up! Now—scram!”

Ye Yu seized Hong Zhencheng by the collar and flung him several meters away. Then, by voice of mind, he continued, “Idiot, I haven’t reached God King Realm. If I fight him, I’ll die for sure. I’m telling you to get lost so you can go get help!

“Hurry to the area near Tianliang Prefecture and find a place called Ye Manor. Your Hall Master is there too—have her bring people to save me!”

Hearing this, Hong Zhencheng’s expression grew complicated. He was about to say more when he saw Ye Yu already lifting his leg to kick—so he bolted on instinct. He didn’t stop until he’d fled thousands of li, yet he still couldn’t help looking back in Ye Yu’s direction.

Is big bro lying to me? Or does he really want me to get help? The latter seems more likely, right?

If Ye Yu claimed his true realm was merely True God, Hong Zhencheng would never believe it. But if he said he hadn’t yet reached God King Realm—that was possible. And from the tone of that mind-voice, it didn’t sound like a joke. He might really need aid.

As for why Hall Master Xie Buyu of the Immeasurable Hall would be at Ye Manor, Hong Zhencheng couldn’t figure it out—and wasn’t about to overthink it. Only one thought filled his mind now: rush to Ye Manor in Tianliang Prefecture and ask for help.

In all honesty, big bro had treated him well. Even if that Succubus Manual had issues, it was given in good faith. Just on the strength of him admitting they were friends moments ago, Hong Zhencheng couldn’t let anything happen to him.

He shot forward at full speed—then skidded to a halt a few breaths later.

Wait... where is Tianliang Prefecture? I’ve never been there. What do I do? Urgent—need directions!

On the other side—

Once Ye Yu was sure Hong Zhencheng had gone far, he slowly let out a long breath.

Wait for reinforcements? As if.

Leaving aside whether Hong Zhencheng could even find Ye Manor—say he did. At this distance and at a Great God Realm’s speed, a round trip would take at least three shichen. Three shichen—six hours. In that time, Shen Kangren could swallow him a hundred times over without breaking stride.

The only reason Ye Yu sent Hong Zhencheng away was so the kid wouldn’t die here. It wasn’t purely brotherly righteousness; he just didn’t want Hong Zhencheng getting in the way. At Great God Realm, he couldn’t stir up any waves. Better to leave than stay.

As for Ye Yu himself—he intended to find a way to run. He wasn’t stupid enough to hard-charge across four or five major realm gaps to clash with Shen Kangren. That wouldn’t be admirable courage; it’d be being an utter dumbass.

Of course, the odds of a straight getaway were too low. He had to think of something to pair with it.

With that, Ye Yu clasped one hand behind his back, straightened his spine, and let a trace of indifference enter his eyes—regarding all things as ants.

The sight made Flesh-and-Blood Demon God Shen Kangren instantly excited.

Yes. Just like that.

The first time they met, Ye Yu had been exactly like this—an aura of power slamming into him. It was something the lowly could never imitate. That was why Shen Kangren had been scared into running. But this time, he had no intention of fleeing. He was even prepared to die here. And if, before dying, he could drag a powerhouse down with him—so much the better.

A bloodthirsty smile spread across Shen Kangren’s face as uncountable masses of flesh surged like a tide from behind him to blanket heaven and earth. Compared to that sky-blotting, overwhelming pressure, the stench’s mental assault was even harder to endure.

It had only been a few days, yet Shen Kangren’s flesh was even more unspeakable than before. What had been scarlet was now pure black, crisscrossed by countless purple veining—vile to the extreme. Ye Yu could clearly feel the aura of decay emanating from it.

No—the decay wasn’t only in that flesh. It was in Shen Kangren himself. His strength didn’t seem what it had been. To be precise—his realm had dropped.

That was a massive opening.

Ye Yu raised a hand at once. “Wait.”

At his word, Shen Kangren halted the spread of flesh—though the sky-darkening mass had already sealed heaven and earth, just one step short of a complete enclosure.

“What is it?” Shen Kangren’s voice held irritation. To be stopped on the cusp of a glorious battle—it was like dropping his pants only to be told the love was gone. A total mood-killer.

But Ye Yu’s next words made him fall silent.

“Your realm dropped.”

Shen Kangren clenched his fists. God King Realm was the summit he’d pined to climb. After devouring the Blackblood Serpent God, he had indeed ascended to God King. That day he’d been utterly exultant, convinced the world was his. Yet in just a few months, everything had changed. He could now confirm the serpent god’s curse had worked: he wasn’t just dying—his realm was falling.

It was, in fact, the main reason he sought death.

“Yes. I’ve fallen back to Ancient God Realm. But that doesn’t affect our fight. If I go all out, my strength is in no way inferior to God King Realm. I won’t disappoint you. Make your move!”

Shen Kangren was nearly roaring, battle intent surging. Ye Yu, however, slowly turned, giving him his back. Seeing this, Shen Kangren paused again.

“What do you mean by that?”

That pause drew a faint smile from Ye Yu. Master Zhou the battle master hadn’t lied: when the gap is too vast, the strongest defense is no defense.

Ye Yu steadied his mood and said with feigned disappointment, “You know, I actually thought highly of you. When I saw you step into God King Realm, I was glad. I figured it wouldn’t be long before a worthy opponent appeared so the God Realm wouldn’t be so lonely for me. But now—it seems I was wrong. You were never worthy to be my opponent.”

Shen Kangren stood stunned, feelings tangled. Recognition from a powerhouse was an honor—but that last line was a complete negation.

“Why?” he asked without thinking.

Ye Yu spun around, angered at his lack of spine. “Look at you—hell-bent on dying. Are you here to fight me? You’re here to seek death. You want to die charging forward and put a perfect period on your life, right?”

Shen Kangren was momentarily at a loss for words.

Ye Yu’s pace quickened, his voice rising in fury. “After this fight, you’ll be satisfied. What about me? Have you considered how I feel? What do you take me for—your executioner?

“You’re insulting me!”

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