What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

“Tong Yaoguang, are you dead or what?”

Xie Jiangshu roared. Just as he was about to defend himself, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.

Looking down, he saw the faint outline of a small sword flickering in and out of existence.

In the next instant, all the divine power in his body surged like a tidal wave toward his palm.

Within a single breath, a golden divine sword burst through his hand and shot straight into the sky.

Razor-sharp sword intent sliced across the sea of auspicious clouds.

In an instant, the sky above Quiet Mind Retreat was left cloudless for ten thousand miles.

Xie Jiangshu stared at his palm in disbelief. Ignoring the mangled flesh, he murmured softly, “Ancient Sword Gorge... Shadowless Sword Slash.”

Everyone knew that before Ancient Sword Gorge was destroyed,

there existed an invincible divine art.

It was called Shadowless Sword Slash. Throughout history, no one who had been struck by it had ever survived.

For that reason, it was also known in the God Realm as the Sword of Death.

Xie Jiangshu knew this perfectly well.

Yet no matter how hard he racked his brain, he could not understand how this was possible. The Shadowless Sword Slash of Ancient Sword Gorge required at least ten days to half a month from curse implantation to activation.

How had it matured in an instant?

Completely inconceivable.

But clearly, now was not the time to dwell on that. Xie Jiangshu gripped the golden disc in his left hand tightly and shouted at Tong Yaoguang, “Save me!”

“Swish!”

Before Tong Yaoguang could answer, the divine sword had already torn through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Jiangshu was slain.

The entire process was astonishingly fast. From the moment Ye Yu made his move to Xie Jiangshu’s death, only two breaths had passed.

Heng Xuan Zhen stood frozen in place.

She looked at Ye Yu in utter shock.

Shadowless Sword Slash?

She had just complained that the inner demon’s constructed world was too sloppy—how had it suddenly raised the intensity like this?

The aura was identical to Shadowless Sword Slash.

Only the casting speed was far too fast. In her impression, Ye Yu should not have been capable of such speed.

Hm?

Wait.

Heng Xuan Zhen suddenly turned to look at Tong Yaoguang.

Within the divine city of Quiet Mind Retreat, internal fighting was strictly forbidden.

Anyone who broke that rule would face the endless fury of the Fiery Scholar Tong Yaoguang.

Until death.

Rumor had it that every God Race cultivator who violated this rule had died.

That was why enemies would rather wait outside the divine city than enter it.

Entering was pointless.

What was the point of killing one’s enemy at the cost of oneself?

And now, Ye Yu had broken the rule of Quiet Mind Retreat.

Tong Yaoguang stepped forward, landing squarely on the golden disc Xie Jiangshu had been holding.

A half-smile curved his lips as he looked at Ye Yu.

“You’ve broken my rule. Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Ye Yu glanced at the golden disc beneath Tong Yaoguang’s foot and could not help but smile.

He raised his hand and gathered Xie Jiangshu’s remaining divine soul fragments.

“I just wanted to present a payment that would interest you. As for breaking rules or whatnot—I don’t know anything about that.”

By now, members of the God Race were beginning to gather in this direction.

They had felt the divine power fluctuation clearly.

For countless years, no one had dared to fight within the divine city. Which fool had made a move? Who had such courage?

The smile on Tong Yaoguang’s face deepened.

Then he roared loudly, “Audacious villain! To dare make a move in my Quiet Mind Retreat—today I will tear you into eight pieces!”

Before the final word fell—

Tong Yaoguang transformed into a streak of light and sped off into the distance.

His action instantly drew the attention of the curious onlookers.

Everyone assumed the culprit had fled in that direction.

So they all followed.

Only then did Heng Xuan Zhen finally let out a breath.

Xie Jiangshu was merely late-stage Golden God Realm. Killing him was one thing.

But Tong Yaoguang was different—a peak Divine Lord Realm powerhouse.

If he truly went mad, who could stop him?

“Making a move under such circumstances was too reckless.”

Hearing the concern in Heng Xuan Zhen’s voice, Ye Yu smiled and shook his head.

“Relax. I only did what Tong Yaoguang wanted to do but couldn’t.

That is the payment he’s most interested in.

And more importantly, that old man’s way of speaking was infuriating. I couldn’t stand it.”

With that, Ye Yu began extracting Xie Jiangshu’s memories.

Sure enough, Han Yuexi was inside this wooden house.

Beyond that, Ye Yu learned a shocking truth.

The true master of Quiet Mind Retreat was not Tong Yaoguang—but Xie Jiangshu’s master, Mister Tian.

Just as Xie Jiangshu had said earlier—

Tong Yaoguang was imprisoned here.

The rumor that it was due to divine art was completely false.

At the height of his fame, Tong Yaoguang had encountered Mister Tian. The latter immediately proposed a wager.

Whoever lost would draw a boundary and imprison themselves for countless tens of thousands of years.

Tong Yaoguang, arrogant and unwilling to bow to anyone, agreed without hesitation.

No one knew what the wager was.

Tong Yaoguang lost on the spot.

And thus Quiet Mind Retreat divine city came into being.

The name was chosen so that Tong Yaoguang could calm his mind and cultivate properly.

But the Fiery Scholar was never the type to behave obediently. How could he possibly sit still and cultivate quietly?

Thus, Xie Jiangshu became the warden, dispatched here to watch over him.

His daily task was to ensure Tong Yaoguang did not leave.

Perhaps knowing the Fiery Scholar’s explosive temper, Mister Tian had given Xie Jiangshu a divine artifact capable of restraining him.

It was that golden disc.

Once activated, it could drag Tong Yaoguang into a different dimension and lash his divine power.

Xie Jiangshu’s status as Mister Tian’s servant gave him authority.

The divine artifact gave him confidence.

With both in hand, he acted tyrannically within Quiet Mind Retreat, behaving as though heaven was first and he was second.

As for Tong Yaoguang, he did not take him seriously at all.

Just a dog trapped by his master. No matter how strong, he could never overturn the sky.

As for why so many God Race cultivators later gathered within Quiet Mind Retreat—

That had been Tong Yaoguang’s idea.

To remain in the same place as someone he despised for tens of thousands of years was unbearable torment.

So Xie Jiangshu established the rule forbidding combat, attracting people to come.

At the very least, there would be someone to chat with.

But as more and more people arrived, the entire Divine Alliance began to feel uneasy.

Clearly, they all treated this place as a sanctuary.

To control the population, Xie Jiangshu set an exorbitant price, forcing most to retreat.

Truthfully, at his realm, divine stones were meaningless.

It was merely a small barrier he had erected.

Xie Jiangshu greatly disliked Tong Yaoguang’s actions and secretly reported them to Mister Tian.

But Mister Tian’s response had been surprising.

As long as Tong Yaoguang remained in Quiet Mind Retreat, he could do whatever he pleased.

Though displeased, Xie Jiangshu complied.

However, he took his role as warden very seriously.

Often flaunting himself in front of Tong Yaoguang.

As he liked to say—

“I enjoy the look on your face when you can’t stand me, yet can’t kill me.”

That feeling was truly exhilarating.

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