What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

In the Mortal Realm, Qi Yuan had already spent several years apprenticed under Luo Hao, Grand Elder of the Four Directions Tower.

Her extraordinary talent had quickly made her reputation soar within the sect.

However, remaining in secluded cultivation within the training grounds alone was not the right path.

Only by venturing out, experiencing hardship, and witnessing the countless facets of mortal life could one’s state of mind truly grow.

Therefore, the sect regularly assigned missions to inner disciples. On one hand, they would contribute to the sect. On the other, it would benefit their cultivation.

Two birds with one stone. Why not?

This time, Qi Yuan received a sect mission to travel with four senior brothers and sisters to investigate the situation outside Bitter Joy City in the Mortal Kingdom.

Rumor had it that ghost entities were causing disturbances there. Whenever night fell into deep silence, one could clearly hear the sound of a woman weeping.

Then the next day, someone would die mysteriously.

Several people had already perished in succession. The Mortal Kingdom had sought help from the Four Directions Tower, which led to the current mission.

Since the passage between the Five Realms had opened,

incidents of ghost entities wreaking havoc were no longer rare.

These ghosts were generally not very powerful. Otherwise, they would not be rampaging in a remote frontier town like this. They would have gone directly to larger mortal cities.

With the strength of Qi Yuan and the others, they should be able to handle it.

Moreover, even if they could not prevail, they could use a Communication Stone to contact the sect for reinforcements. After all, the primary objective of this mission was investigation, not resolution.

Of course, though that was what was said, Qi Yuan was a key figure cultivated by the Four Directions Tower. How could the sect possibly not provide some special protection?

Two late-stage Deity Transformation Realm elders were personally hiding in the shadows to protect them, ensuring that if any danger arose, they could intervene at the first moment.

Such a lineup was undeniably formidable.

Logically speaking, it should have been foolproof.

But the world never lacked unexpected events.

Soon, following the instructions of the Four Directions Tower, Qi Yuan and the four senior disciples arrived at the outskirts of Bitter Joy City.

The sky was already dim, about to fall fully into night.

Even before entering the city, Qi Yuan could sense the thick ghostly aura and the faint, intermittent sound of a woman’s crying.

It should be known that, because of the successive mysterious deaths, all living residents had already evacuated from the city.

If there was still crying now, it could only mean one thing.

There were ghosts inside.

Having never experienced such a situation before, Qi Yuan’s small face turned pale. Instinctive fear rose within her.

Immediately, she suggested, "Senior Sister Guangmiao, should we first contact the sect?"

The leader of this mission was the female cultivator named Guangmiao.

She was the chief disciple of the Grand Elder, from the same lineage as Qi Yuan. They had always had a good relationship.

But now she replied coldly, "Contact the sect now? We were sent here to investigate the situation, not to take one look and flee in panic."

"If we immediately contact the sect, what is the meaning of our coming?"

Although her words were not unreasonable, the coldness and mockery in her tone made Qi Yuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ever since meeting Ye Yu and entering the Four Directions Tower,

no one had targeted her like this.

She was truly unaccustomed to it.

"All of you, you have ten breaths to prepare. After that, follow me into the city to investigate. I am leading this mission. When to contact the sect is my decision. Understood?"

When Guangmiao spoke the final sentence, her eyes locked tightly onto Qi Yuan, clearly warning her not to act on her own.

Under such circumstances, Qi Yuan could only nod in agreement.

Afterward, the five of them entered Bitter Joy City together.

By this time, night had completely fallen.

The city was utterly silent. There was not the slightest trace of living inhabitants. Yet in front of every household hung red lanterns in an eerie display.

Wisps of black mist drifted through the air.

A sign of dense ghostly aura.

The woman’s crying came from all directions. At first it was faint, then gradually drew closer.

One male cultivator could not help but lose his resolve.

Softly, he said, "Senior Sister Guangmiao, I also feel that something is not quite right. How about we first record the situation here with a Recording Stone, then temporarily withdraw and discuss it further?"

Guangmiao frowned slightly. "Are you afraid as well?"

The moment her words fell, the crying drew nearer again.

At that time, someone suddenly noticed that about fifty meters ahead, a woman’s figure had appeared.

She wore a red bridal dress, kneeling on the ground, covering her face with both hands as she wept.

No one knew how she had arrived. It was as if she had appeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan’s heart tightened abruptly. She instinctively gripped the sect-issued magic sword in her hand.

The male cultivator was even more terrified.

"Senior Sister, I am truly afraid. The ghostly aura on that female ghost far exceeds ours. Let us return and seek reinforcements!"

After speaking, he no longer waited for Guangmiao’s response and turned to flee.

But in the next instant, a sharp blade pierced through his chest.

Guangmiao’s expression was icy. "Did I allow you to leave?"

The others felt their scalps go numb. One by one, they retreated backward.

Their voices trembled. "Senior Sister... have you been bewitched by a ghost?"

Faced with the question, Guangmiao’s lips curved slightly upward. She did not answer. Instead, she drew her long sword and slowly retreated until her figure was completely swallowed by darkness.

Less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn since entering the ghost city, one senior brother was dead, one senior sister had seemingly lost her mind. Of the five-member team, nearly half had been lost.

And the female ghost was nearby. The crying grew louder and louder.

Qi Yuan bit down hard, struggling to keep her emotions from collapsing.

At once, she took out the Communication Stone to contact the sect. But she discovered that the ghostly aura here was so dense that the stone could not transmit any message for help.

Her heart sank violently.

Immediately afterward, she heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.

Turning her head, she saw that the remaining senior brother and senior sister were already lying on the ground, blood flowing from their seven orifices.

The female ghost in bridal attire had already arrived before Qi Yuan, still maintaining the same kneeling posture.

Yet the crying seemed to pierce through the body and enter the soul itself.

Qi Yuan could not even step back half a pace.

Meanwhile, in the God Realm.

In order to add some amusement to his idle life of boredom and inability to cultivate,

Ye Yu held the First God Realm Dance Competition.

Because the prizes were excessively generous, countless members of the God Clan registered to participate.

Ye Yu personally served as judge, upholding strict standards while appreciating the performances of the divine maidens.

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