What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

At that moment, the entire place fell silent.

There were limits to a confession. Relentless pursuit was one thing—but one still had to know restraint.

Dragging someone in front of everyone and refusing to let her leave?

That was beyond indecorous.

Sun Rumiao’s face turned iron-green. Divine power began to surge around her.

Song Ke hurried forward and hoisted Zhai Yishuang up.

“Apologies. He’s drunk. I’ll take him away immediately.”

As someone sober and smooth in dealing with people,

Song Ke knew exactly what should and should not be done at any given time.

For instance, just now—drunk on wine, wanting to express the love in your heart.

That was understandable.

Charging forward for love—even if you failed, so what?

At least you had the courage to advance!

But now, the situation had shifted.

Zhai Yishuang had gone beyond charging forward. He was outright making her lose face.

If she had been some ordinary goddess, that would have been one thing.

But this was Sun Rumiao!

The Great Elder’s incarnation, a God Race figure of transcendent status within Great Wilderness Valley!

Grabbing her in front of everyone and making her lose face—

if that was not courting death, what was?

So the most urgent matter was to get Zhai Yishuang out of there as quickly as possible.

At the same time, he could only pray Sun Rumiao was not narrow-minded. Otherwise, the days ahead would truly be difficult.

Originally, the farce could have ended well at that point.

But Zhai Yishuang refused.

Drunk and carried away, he had to make a scene.

He broke free from Song Ke’s restraint and declared loudly, “I know there are too many people here. You can’t save face. Next time we meet, you can give me your answer.

Whether you like me or not!”

Sun Rumiao’s face had already turned completely ashen.

She was about to speak—

when Zhai Yishuang suddenly collapsed to the ground and began snoring loudly.

At that moment, no matter how dissatisfied Sun Rumiao felt, she could not say more. She flicked her sleeve and left.

She would wait until he sobered up to settle matters.

The next day.

Zhai Yishuang slowly woke and, upon seeing Song Ke, immediately asked what had happened the night before. Why did his head hurt so badly?

It felt as though someone had hammered it.

Song Ke said nothing. He simply took out a Recording Stone from his pocket and, after infusing divine power into it, let him watch.

Some meddlesome members of the God Race had recorded several complete versions of Zhai Yishuang’s confession.

By now, they were circulating wildly in private.

After watching his own performance, Zhai Yishuang nearly went mad.

This time, he had truly disgraced himself.

From Sun Rumiao’s expression in the recording, she had clearly been angered.

Embarrassing. Too embarrassing.

Zhai Yishuang felt he had no face left to remain in Great Wilderness Valley. He immediately decided to flee under the pretext of going out to gain experience.

Before leaving, he even begged Song Ke to seal that portion of his memory.

There was no helping it—it was too humiliating. Just thinking about it was unbearable. He would rather die on the spot.

Such memories were truly intolerable!

Song Ke did not refuse. He sealed that segment of memory.

That very day, Zhai Yishuang happily left Great Wilderness Valley and began his wandering life.

After hearing the whole story, Ye Yu understood everything.

No wonder Sun Rumiao had said those words upon seeing him.

And no wonder there had been no trace of that memory in his mind.

It had been sealed.

Remarkable.

It seemed Zhai Yishuang was something of a legend within the Divine Alliance.

“Enough reminiscing. I’ll take you to see the Daughter of Heaven’s Mandate.”

Song Ke waved at Little White.

It had to be said—this man truly valued brotherhood.

Even now, he had not forgotten to help his friend broaden his horizons.

Righteous as the clouds and sky.

Holding the tray, Little White followed Song Ke, winding through several paths until they reached the back mountain of Great Wilderness Valley.

Unlike the calm and peaceful scene in front,

here thunder rolled in the sky, and a powerful pressure permeated the air.

Clearly, some great figure had set up a formidable array here.

Song Ke flicked his sleeve, and fruits instantly appeared on both their trays.

“Keep your head down. Follow me. Don’t say a word.”

After giving the instructions, Song Ke stepped forward and arrived at a hidden location in the back mountain. With one hand, he formed a Dao seal.

A blue barrier instantly appeared before them.

Immediately after, an old Daoist with white hair and beard appeared.

His voice was calm and light. “What brings you here?”

“Reporting to you, sir. We have come to place offerings at the sacrificial platform.”

Song Ke bowed slightly.

The old Daoist glanced at the trays and said nothing further.

He merely waved his sleeve, and Song Ke and Little White vanished from the spot.

When they reappeared, they were already inside the mountain range.

The place was not dark. Divine flames illuminated the surroundings.

Ye Yu glanced around curiously and quickly realized they were standing on a covered bridge.

A thousand meters ahead stood a gigantic divine statue.

Before the statue, offerings of all kinds had already been placed.

The fruits in their hands were completely insignificant by comparison.

But as long as they could blend in, what did it matter?

Yet where was the Daughter of Heaven’s Mandate?

Why had she not appeared?

Before Little White could ask, Song Ke’s voice sounded in his sea of consciousness.

“In this place, absolutely do not use divine sense. You will be discovered immediately. You can only use your eyes. Lower your head. Look below. The Daughter of Heaven’s Mandate is down there.”

Hearing this, Little White relayed it at once.

Ye Yu instinctively looked down from the covered bridge.

In the center was an extremely deep pit.

Seated within it was a woman dressed in white robes.

Only her back was visible, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

Without being able to use divine sense, the situation felt extremely uncomfortable.

White robes?

In his memory, Han Yuexi did not have the habit of wearing white robes.

Had the God Race of Great Wilderness Valley draped them over her?

Or did she have a spare divine robe herself?

Ye Yu could not make sense of it. He intended to have Little White circle around to see her from the front.

But unexpectedly, there was no such opportunity.

Under Song Ke’s lead, they had already reached the statue.

After placing the fruit, they had to return the same way. There was no way to circle to the opposite side.

Thus Ye Yu had Little White transmit through spiritual thought, “Old Song, we can’t see her face at all. Can we go to the bridge on the other side so I can see her face?”

“Are you out of your mind? See her face? I haven’t even seen it myself, and you want to? Stop dreaming! We need to leave now!”

Song Ke’s tone was urgent. Clearly, he did not want trouble.

Ye Yu sensed several extremely powerful auras nearby and temporarily abandoned any thought of forcing the issue.

Before leaving, he could not help but glance down once more.

That single glance froze him in place.

In the white-robed woman’s hand, she was holding a corner of the Ten Thousand Demon Fate Soul Robe.

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