What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

[Help people fulfill their dreams; the bigger the dream, the richer the reward.]

[Be brave and take on the challenge, Dream-Fulfillment Master!]

When those purple lines flashed through Ye Yu’s mind,

his expression turned very strange.

Dream-Fulfillment Master?

That made Ye Yu think of the dreams he’d had before.

It seemed there was a Wish List.

As long as he fulfilled fairies’ wishes of varying difficulty, he could receive different rewards.

Something about this felt off!

By rights, in that many dream runs, the talents rolled at random were all different.

There was no reason the dream system would hand out two similar talents!

He didn’t get much time to mull it over.

A powerful suction surged in, and Ye Yu’s consciousness fell into chaos.

[Age 0: Ye Yu was born in Heaven’s Punishment Ghost City.]

[Both parents were honest, down-to-earth little ghosts, cultivation around the Golden Core Realm.]

[When Ye Yu opened his eyes, they were looking at him, overjoyed.]

[Well then, looks like this time his parents are perfectly normal—no mania, no rage issues.]

[Quiet and peaceful. Nice!]

[Wait, why does it suddenly feel like something’s missing?]

[He couldn’t put his finger on it for a moment.]

[It seemed important.]

[Use your head—think!]

[Age 5: Ye Yu sat on a little stool, cheeks in his hands, staring at the blood moon in the sky, eyes full of melancholy.]

[He had remembered what was missing.]

[And it really mattered!]

[Everyone’s heads were completely empty—no message prompts at all.]

[Dream-Fulfillment Master, and you’re not giving me even a hint? Am I supposed to go around asking one by one?]

[That’s way too much hassle!]

[No wonder you’re a purple talent instead of a golden one. On this alone you deserve to be stuck!]

[Still, to get stronger, Ye Yu would put up with it.]

[Fine, whatever. Ask, then. I’m not scared.]

[Right then, Ye Yu’s mother Cao Fang drifted in from outside.]

[Seeing this, Ye Yu immediately went to meet her.]

[He had decided the first target would be his mother, Cao Fang.]

[Two perks to picking her.]

[First, she was the person closest to him right now; ask her about her dream and she probably wouldn’t lie.]

[Just a casual mother-and-son chat.]

[People are least guarded when relaxed.]

[What she said would likely be true.]

[Second, Cao Fang’s cultivation was low; even if she had a dream, it shouldn’t be too big, so it ought to be doable.]

[Reality gave five-year-old Ye Yu a harsh lesson!]

[Cao Fang gently stroked Ye Yu’s cheek, eyes full of longing. “My dream is for you to grow up healthy, be happy every day, and live as long as possible. Not necessarily equal to heaven’s lifespan, but at least, hmm, more than a hundred thousand years.”]

[Hearing that, Ye Yu went numb.]

[Good grief—your wish is for me to be healthy and happy...and live a hundred thousand years?]

[The first part I can manage anytime, but how am I supposed to do the last part?]

[Don’t tell me I actually have to wait until I’ve lived a hundred thousand years before your dream is considered fulfilled?]

[Ye Yu started scratching his head like crazy, then began interrogating the dream system: is that really what it means?]

[The answer was yes.]

[Right—say a hundred thousand years, then it has to be a hundred thousand years. Not a day less.]

[Friendly tip: the longer a dream takes, the more the reward keeps scaling up.]

[Please work hard, Master!]

[Honestly, Ye Yu was dumbfounded.]

[I’ll “work hard” your noodles!]

[A hundred thousand years?]

[I’ve been in this fantasy world for only two years total.]

[Even if I stack all the time from every dream, it’s not ten thousand years.]

[Now you want me to stay in this dream a full hundred thousand years just to finish one dream?]

[Are you crazy, or am I?]

[Even if that dream could make someone a god outright, the tradeoff wouldn’t be worth it!]

[Cao Fang saw Ye Yu’s odd expression and couldn’t help asking softly, “What’s wrong? Do you feel unwell?”]

[“No, I... I’m fine.”]

[Ye Yu shook his head again and again.]

[And hurried to get his mood under control.]

[Deep breaths. It’ll be fine. Deep breaths...]

[Breath what, exactly? I’m a ghost. What am I breathing with?]

[Ye Yu turned away, pouting in frustration, mind racing for a workaround.]

[Soon, he thought up a new line of approach.]

[He slowly turned back to Cao Fang and said with a playful smile, “Mother, your dream is too big, and it spans too long. Do you have a smaller dream—something not troublesome, not time-consuming, something I can finish for you right now?”]

[After saying that, Ye Yu held his breath and waited quietly for an answer.]

[Not just Cao Fang’s answer—the system’s, too.]

[Because Ye Yu wasn’t sure whether steering the dreamer like this would count as breaking the rules.]

[However, the system voice he expected didn’t appear. Instead, Cao Fang spoke softly: “Yu’er, you’re still little. There are things you don’t understand. Dreams are our hopes for the future.”]

[“They may be full of difficulties, but even through hardships, we must strive to fulfill them.”]

[“As for what you said—no trouble, no time, finished on the spot—that’s not a dream. That’s a simple goal.”]

[“The word ‘dream’ is sacred.”]

[When she finished, a trace of yearning showed in Cao Fang’s eyes.]

[In that instant, Ye Yu understood.]

[He finally grasped the difference between the Dream-Fulfillment Master and the Wish List.]

[The latter handles short-term little wishes—small goals you can complete quickly.]

[Dreams are different. They take long-term effort and creation.]

[Which means this dream run is going to be a brutal fight.]

[Ye Yu couldn’t help letting out a long, deep sigh.]

[Hard.]

[Age 15: Ye Yu stepped into early Qi Refining Realm!]

[Even in this ghost city, that pace of cultivation was on the slow side.]

[But it really wasn’t laziness.]

[There was no helping it!]

[This time the dream’s innate talent was extremely ordinary.]

[On top of that, his parents were honest, frugal little ghosts with no extra ghost stones for Ye Yu’s practice. So reaching Qi Refining at fifteen was already pretty good.]

[What more do you want, a bicycle?]

[What? Heaven-Defying Comprehension?]

[Come on, man—out in reality, Ye Yu has Great Dream Three Thousand and can pull talents from dreams any time.]

[But inside a dream, that’s impossible!]

[The ghost-body Ye Yu in the dream does not have Great Dream Three Thousand.]

[If he wants to get stronger without relying on the dream’s talent, he has to do it step by steady step.]

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