What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As three heavy bell chimes rang out,

all the gods of Great Wilderness Valley gathered within the Enlightenment Field before the main hall.

A sharp-eyed middle-aged man in a black robe stood at the very front of the assembly.

This man was none other than Envoy Zhao Qian.

He swept his gaze across the surroundings. Seeing the empty entrance of the main hall, he could not help but frown.

What was going on? Why had Sun Rumiao not arrived yet?

She had never once been late.

Just as Zhao Qian took out a Communication Stone to contact Sun Rumiao,

a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall.

This person was none other than Sun Rumiao—disguised by Little White.

At his arrival, all the gods present cupped their hands and bowed.

"We pay our respects to Supreme God Sun!"

Within Great Wilderness Valley, Sun Rumiao was the undisputed number one.

The three elders had not shown themselves for ten thousand years.

And even when they did, they would only see Sun Rumiao.

Under such circumstances, she naturally became the incarnation of the elders.

Without exaggeration, even if Sun Rumiao wished to assume the position of Lord of the Divine Alliance at this very moment, no one below would voice any objection.

As long as the three elders did not speak, she could do whatever she pleased.

Watching the gods bow so reverently,

Ye Yu gained an entirely new understanding of Sun Rumiao’s status.

"Big Brother, what should we do now? Do I need to say something?"

"I’ll speak. You just relay it."

After a brief exchange between Ye Yu and Little White,

they immediately began their move.

"Envoy Zhao, bring out the Daughter of Destiny."

Zhao Qian did not immediately comply. Instead, he probed cautiously, "Supreme God, shouldn’t this matter first be discussed with the elders?"

Those words made Ye Yu’s heart suddenly sink.

Right. He had forgotten about the three elders.

He turned to glance at the empty hall behind him as his mind raced.

The real cannot be faked, and the fake cannot become real.

Perhaps the lower ranks would not dare comment on any abnormal behavior from Sun Rumiao.

But if the three elders of Great Wilderness Valley detected something amiss, there was no guarantee they would not guess the truth.

Under such circumstances, what should he do?

Should he insist that Zhao Qian bring her out and seize Han Yuexi amid the confusion? Or gamble on entering the hall to “consult” the elders?

Just as Ye Yu was hesitating, Little White relayed a startling piece of information.

Zhao Qian had just transmitted his thoughts to him.

"What are you doing? You’re not even pretending anymore? Even though the three elders have already fallen, the performance still has to continue. Otherwise the hearts of Great Wilderness Valley will scatter. Isn’t that what you’re always saying?"

The amount of information in those words was enormous.

The three elders of Great Wilderness Valley were already gone.

All along, Sun Rumiao had been directing and performing everything herself.

Pretending the elders were still alive. Pretending she was their incarnation. Forcefully holding together a Divine Alliance on the verge of collapse.

If that were the case, what was the purpose of this ritual she had arranged?

That answer would likely only come after Little White completely dissolved her.

For now, the act had to continue.

At Ye Yu’s instruction, Little White coldly shouted, "Envoy Zhao, if I tell you to bring her, then bring her. Matters concerning the elders are not for you to question!"

In short, the higher echelons of the Divine Alliance were never wrong.

If there was fault, it belonged to those below.

Zhao Qian’s expression stiffened. In front of so many gods, he said nothing more and turned to fetch her.

Little White strode directly into the main hall.

The dim hall was vast and empty.

Aside from three divine statues at the deepest end, there was nothing.

Ye Yu and Little White examined the statues curiously.

Two male, one female.

The female sat in the center.

Judging by the seating arrangement, she was most likely the First Elder of Great Wilderness Valley.

The other two were the Second and Third Elders.

Sun Rumiao truly had a strong heart—to weave lies in such a place for so long.

"Big Brother, something feels strange. The statue in the middle doesn’t feel like a dead object."

Little White’s voice echoed in Ye Yu’s sea of consciousness.

In truth, Ye Yu felt the same.

Standing before the three statues felt as though someone were coldly watching him.

As if they wished to pry him open, grind him apart, and peer directly into his soul.

"Forget it. Let’s go out now. Take Han Yuexi and leave with whatever excuse we can."

With the plan decided, Little White turned and walked out.

Outside the hall, Zhao Qian had already brought out the Daughter of Destiny.

Eight Dragon Lock Chains engraved with ancient Dao marks bound her body.

They completely suppressed her divine power

and sealed off her aura entirely.

Ye Yu frowned slightly.

Even now, Han Yuexi’s hair hung loose, obscuring her face.

But there was no mistake in identity.

It was Han Yuexi.

What puzzled him was why she stubbornly clutched a corner of the Myriad Demon Fate Robe, never loosening her grip.

Was that object truly so important to her?

Little White stepped forward and spoke softly, "Remove the chains."

Zhao Qian looked up in disbelief.

"Supreme God, the Daughter of Destiny is extremely powerful. If we release her, the consequences will be unimaginable. Should you perhaps reconsider—"

Before he could finish, Little White interrupted coldly.

"So what if she is the Daughter of Destiny? This is Great Wilderness Valley. Do you doubt my strength, or do you doubt the strength of the three elders? I said remove them!"

Faced with such forcefulness, Zhao Qian had no choice but to obey.

Still, he transmitted another thought.

"What are you doing? Have you forgotten how many we lost to capture her?"

Little White decisively chose not to respond.

I’m not listening to a barking dog.

As Zhao Qian removed the eight Dragon Lock Chains, Little White raised a hand to seize Han Yuexi and depart.

But at the instant his palm was about to touch her clothing—

Little White’s expression changed drastically.

He clutched his abdomen and staggered back two steps.

Seeing this, Ye Yu hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Little White tightly sealed his mouth, offering no reply.

Yet the bulging veins on his forehead showed the strain he was under.

But sometimes, no matter how hard one tries, it cannot be held back.

Little White suddenly opened his mouth—

and Sun Rumiao was spat out directly.

The moment she left his body, Little White could no longer maintain her form.

He deflated like a punctured balloon, shrinking rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to his adorable little sheep form.

The gods present were utterly stunned.

No one understood what had just happened.

Within the crowd, Sun Shangjin took a trembling step forward.

"L-Lord White God?"

Sun Rumiao stared at Little White with murderous intent blazing in her eyes.

At this moment, the foremost figure of Great Wilderness Valley looked utterly disheveled.

Her body was covered in saliva.

Two rotten vegetable leaves sat atop her head.

Her appearance was simply unbeatable.

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