What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

The sudden change was so drastic that no one could process it.

Zhao Qian looked at Little White, then at the utterly disheveled Sun Rumiao.

He cupped his hands toward the latter and asked, "Supreme God, what exactly is going on?"

"What is going on? Can you not see it yourself?"

Sun Rumiao’s voice was low and icy.

As a god with an extreme obsession with cleanliness, the state she was in made her want to die on the spot.

But for the sake of the ideal in her heart, she could not die yet.

She formed a seal with one hand and cast a cleansing technique.

Only then did her elegant appearance return, and she let out a long breath.

It was as though she had only just come back to life.

Meanwhile, Little White said awkwardly to Ye Yu, "Sorry, Big Brother. This woman is strange. She actually forced herself out of me.

It’s fine. I’ll just swallow her again!"

The moment those words were spoken, terror flashed across Sun Rumiao’s face. With a flicker, she appeared a thousand meters away in midair.

From that instinctive reaction alone, it was clear she was truly afraid.

At this point, Ye Yu had no intention of hiding anything further.

They had come this far. It was better to lay their cards on the table.

He grabbed Little White, who was about to charge forward, and said in a deep voice, "Just take the girl and run. Don’t eat something you already threw up. It’s bad for your health."

That last sentence sounded perfectly normal at first.

Of course. If you already vomited it out, why eat it again?

But the next instant, it felt completely wrong.

Sun Rumiao was a god, not some piece of filthy trash.

It was pure insult with zero restraint.

Sun Rumiao’s face turned ashen.

"What are you all standing there for? Seize these two intruders at once!"

At her command, the gods finally snapped out of their shock and charged toward Ye Yu and Little White.

Facing dozens of gods rushing at them, Little White showed not the slightest fear.

He slammed a hoof against the ground and released all restraints, instantly reverting to his true form.

A massive body erupted into existence, accompanied by the terrifying pressure of the Ancient God Realm.

Little White opened his bloody maw and roared, "Whoever wants to die, step for—ugh! Ugh!"

Cool lasted less than three seconds.

Before he could finish his sentence, he collapsed to the ground and began vomiting wildly.

His true form shrank rapidly.

"Big Brother—ugh—this woman—ugh—she’s poisonous!"

Ye Yu’s brows knit tightly.

He had planned to let Little White dominate the {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} scene while he grabbed Han Yuexi and fled.

After all, the strongest force in Great Wilderness Valley was merely Sun Rumiao at the Ancient God Realm.

She could never deal with Little White.

But now it was clear that Little White had been severely affected.

Let alone intimidating the entire field—he might not even be able to protect himself.

It looked like he would have to rely on himself.

Ye Yu made the correct decision instantly.

With his left hand, he grabbed the nearly restored sheep-form Little White.

With his right, he reached for Han Yuexi.

But Zhao Qian did not stand idly by.

He immediately summoned a divine artifact—the Shattering God Hook.

Pitch-black and surrounded by countless green wailing spirits, the hook traced a perfect arc through the air, aimed precisely at Ye Yu’s face.

Ye Yu instinctively lowered his head to dodge.

But unexpectedly, the hook was merely a feint.

The true killing blow was Zhao Qian instantly drawing his divine sword.

In that moment, it was already less than an inch from Ye Yu’s body.

There was no space to evade.

Just as Ye Yu prepared to activate his One-Breath Golden Body to endure the strike—

the divine sword was suddenly seized midair.

The one who grabbed it was none other than "Han Yuexi."

Zhao Qian immediately formed hand seals.

The divine sword erupted with golden radiance, a violent aura surging outward.

Yet with a flick of "Han Yuexi’s" wrist, the sword instantly calmed.

Not only that, Zhao Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed, his face deathly pale.

He stared forward in disbelief.

That sword was his life-bound divine artifact, refined over countless years, nearly part of his own body.

And now the connection had been severed effortlessly.

It was unbearable.

A flash of joy crossed Ye Yu’s face, but the next instant his expression stiffened.

Wait.

This wasn’t Han Yuexi.

This was Heng Xuanzhen.

Though her hair still hung disheveled over most of her face, those bright eyes were unmistakable.

But how could she possibly be the Daughter of Destiny?

By timing, the one here should have been Han Yuexi.

And more importantly—did Heng Xuanzhen retain her dream memories?

Why did her gaze look so confused?

The next second, a cold divine sword rested against Ye Yu’s neck.

Sword intent erupted around Heng Xuanzhen, carving a hundred blade marks into the ground and forcing back dozens of gods.

Sun Rumiao, hovering in midair, frowned deeply and clenched her fists.

"Let go—ugh! Let go of my Big Brother! Ugh!!"

Even while vomiting nonstop, Little White had not forgotten to worry about Ye Yu.

Truly reliable.

But Ye Yu was completely stunned.

He stared at Heng Xuanzhen in disbelief.

Sister, have you lost your mind?

Whether or not you have dream memories, you shouldn’t be pointing a sword at me.

And can’t you see the situation clearly?

I’m obviously the one here to save you!

You can’t repay kindness with hostility.

The farmer and the snake. Me and Heng Xuanzhen?

The more Ye Yu thought about it, the more his head throbbed.

Just as he was about to ask what was happening, a piece of fabric pressed against his chest.

It was the Myriad Demon Fate Robe.

"You—who are you? Why do you look like this? Tell me!"

Ye Yu’s eyes lit up instantly.

Ah.

So Heng Xuanzhen retained her dream memories. Otherwise she would never have said that.

Everyone knew that those who retained dream memories were the ones who liked Ye Yu.

Under these circumstances, this was stable. Completely stable.

She must think someone was impersonating him, which was why she reacted so intensely.

That was normal.

After all, in the dream, his true form had been the Black Bear Demon God.

Now he was a mortal-turned-god.

Entirely different origin and body. Of course there would be doubt.

Ye Yu raised a hand and gently grasped her wrist.

"It’s me. Ye Yu."

The expected scene of her lowering the sword did not happen.

Instead, Heng Xuanzhen slashed down.

In an instant, a blazing sword light engulfed the entire field.

The entirety of Great Wilderness Valley was swallowed by its radiance.

When the light faded, the Divine Alliance had been cleaved cleanly in two.

And for a million miles beyond, not a single auspicious cloud remained.

All had been completely shredded by the overwhelming sword aura.

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