What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

[Cultivation really was hard. Ye Yu even had the urge to restart.]

[But after thinking it through, he gave up.]

[Because Ye Yu knew perfectly well: if you open dream runs back-to-back in a short span, the quality of the dream talent nosedives, and the mortality rate rockets.]

[On anti-addiction, the dream-talent system really went all-in.]

[So if he forces an end to this run now, there’s basically no chance of an instant requeue.]

[He’d have to wait at least fifteen days!]

[The time cost is way too high.]

[So Ye Yu decided to keep grinding in this dream. What if it works out?]

[One night—]

[a tall, big-framed, simple-looking male ghost came to see Ye Yu.]

[Ye Yu recognized him at once. It was his childhood playmate, Zhou Cong.]

[Their families used to live in the same alley, and they were very close.]

[But two years ago, his friend’s family moved away—said they were going to rely on some distant relatives.]

[From then on, Ye Yu lost contact with Zhou Cong.]

[He hadn’t expected they’d meet again now.]

[Ye Yu raised a hand to greet him, but before he could speak, Zhou Cong swept him into a bear hug.]

[“Little Ye! It’s been two years—I missed you so much!”]

[Ye Yu thumped Zhou Cong’s shoulder hard.]

[Through gritted teeth: “Let go.”]

[A bear hug is a great way for little boys to show friendship.]

[After fifteen, though, it feels a bit different.]

[Keep clinging like that and the grannies at the village gate will start gossiping!]

[That was exactly what Ye Yu didn’t want to hear.]

[Zhou Cong obediently let go, then grinned sheepishly. “Sorry, Little Ye, I forgot you don’t like greeting that way. I just got too excited—don’t mind me!”]

[Ye Yu waved it off, curious. “So why are you back now? Did something go wrong over there?”]

[“Of course not. I’m living it up there every day—couldn’t be happier. I’m just passing through to pick something up—and to visit you, my good friend!”]

[Zhou Cong’s smile was bright.]

[On him, Ye Yu always caught that old Blue Star village-warden vibe.]

[Every time he gave that dopey grin, it was like the words “big brain genius” floated over his head.]

[Which was fine—fewer headaches that way.]

[Ye Yu was suddenly struck by an idea.]

[With someone as straightforward as Zhou Cong, his dream might be very easy to fulfill. Worth a shot!]

[“Big Cong, do you have a dream?” Ye Yu asked quickly.]

[Zhou Cong scratched his head, puzzled.]

[“What do you mean, ‘dream’?”]

[Ye Yu explained, “A dream is something you want so badly you think about it even in your sleep.”]

[Zhou Cong slapped his big hand and laughed. “Sure I do! Over at my relatives’ place I don’t know anyone, nobody plays with me. I want you to come with me so we can play together!”]

[Hearing that, Ye Yu grabbed Zhou Cong’s big hand.]

[Great—deal!]

[For Ye Yu, this was a pure newbie trial—zero difficulty.]

[Too easy!]

[No time limit at all. Just go play with Zhou Cong at his relatives’ place and it counts.]

[That still fulfills a dream!]

[No time like the present. Ye Yu immediately took out his communication stone and left a message for his mother.]

[He said he’d go with Zhou Cong to his relatives’ place for a few days.]

[Cao Fang didn’t object.]

[She just reminded him again and again to be careful and to send word of his safe arrival.]

[Then Ye Yu and Zhou Cong left Heaven’s Punishment Ghost City.]

[All the way, they were both excited.]

[They drifted for half a day, but neither felt tired.]

[When they reached a desolate ghost-mountain, Zhou Cong suddenly stopped.]

[“We’re here.”]

[Ye Yu looked around, puzzled.]

[“Big Cong, you’re sure it’s here? Did we take a wrong turn?”]

[To be fair, it was a reasonable question.]

[The place was barren, ghostly qi thin to nothing—no way to make it a blessed grotto, and it didn’t look anything like a ghost city or a village.]

[So a little doubt was only natural.]

[Zhou Cong nodded solemnly.]

[“I’m sure. But my relative needs to come fetch me. Oh—my communication stone is busted. Lend me yours?”]

[“Use my stone? How would my stone connect to your relatives?”]

[Even as he said it, Ye Yu handed the stone over.]

[Zhou Cong took the stone—and tossed it into the brush ahead.]

[“You’re dense. Of course your stone can’t reach my relatives. I only needed it so I could throw it to them.”]

[As soon as he said that—]

[a water ghost stood up from the brush.]

[Water sloshed down off him.]

[He was plump, face deathly pale, aura at the Golden Core Realm.]

[Ye Yu arched a brow.]

[So his Qi Refining really was too low. He hadn’t even sensed someone hiding there.]

[Wait—why was Zhou Cong’s relative hiding in the brush?]

[And why take my communication stone first?]

[Hmm. This pattern feels awfully familiar...]

[Don’t tell me—]

[Two days later.]

[In a lightless mine, Ye Yu sat cross-legged, staring blankly at the ore ahead.]

[To be honest, he still hadn’t recovered from the whiplash.]

[Good grief—unbelievable.]

[Who knew the Underworld ran bait-and-squeeze cons too?]

[And the one who duped him was that “big brain genius.”]

[Lured him out, confiscated his communication stone, then dumped him in a mine to dig!]

[The whole sequence—smooth as water—was beyond anything he’d imagined.]

[How did it get to this point?]

[“Nine Five Two Seven, up and dig!”]

[The overseer’s roar cracked from behind, along with the snap of a whip.]

[That made Ye Yu, already in a foul mood, erupt with fury.]

[He flung the little shovel aside and barked, “Fuck your ancestors! I’m already a god—no way I’m doing this crap. Worst case, I’ll reroll!”]

[At that, the distant overseer lifted a brow, eyes showing a hint of disdain.]

[Great. He’s gone stupid before I even hit him.]

[Already a god? Keep dreaming.]

[Looks like when I swing the whip, I’ll have to put more into it—and try to beat some sense into him in one go.]

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