What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

Seeing the chaos within the plane before him, Ye Yu could not help but pause.

So the moment I recharge, you start showing off?

I can even throw the punch myself?

If there was such a benefit, you should have said so earlier!

Come, come, let me punch to my heart’s content!

Ye Yu drew his arm back, gathered strength, and then suddenly thrust a punch straight into the chaos!

In the God Realm, his reputation as the trash of Xuanji Hall was not false. His talent was shattered beyond repair, and his realm seemed welded in place at the early stage of the New God Realm.

Calling him trash was not an exaggeration.

But so what?

Even the most useless of trash—

a god was still a god.

An existence that mortal ants could only dream of becoming.

An existence that geniuses of the Lower Five Realms would spend their entire lives looking up to.

There was a saying—

some people are born at the finish line.

Cheating?

In this fantasy world, if you must blame something, blame the posture, angle, and method of your reincarnation.

So there is no need to envy.

Because if you insist on comparing, you will only get hurt.

In the Mortal Realm, inside Bitter Joy City.

Just as the bride-clad female ghost was about to fully embrace Qi Yuan—

she suddenly sensed a terrifying aura erupt into existence!

She raised her head in disbelief.

The sky, previously shrouded entirely in black mist, now rippled violently.

Two breaths later, the black mist within ten thousand li completely dissipated.

Seven-colored radiance descended, tearing apart the cold of night.

A heavenly phenomenon had appeared.

The bride-clad ghost instantly realized something was wrong.

She tried to turn and flee—

but it was too late.

The moment the radiance fell, the entire region was already enveloped.

Not only was all ghostly aura within Bitter Joy City completely erased—

the bride-clad ghost herself was wracked with immense agony, unable to suppress a heart-rending scream.

"Ah!!!"

At that instant, Qi Yuan suddenly opened her eyes.

Previously, locked by the ghost’s aura, her consciousness had fallen into a coma.

Now that the ghostly aura had dissipated, she naturally awakened.

The first thing she saw was the bride-clad ghost shrouded in radiance, white mist rising from her body.

The bridal dress began to burn, the scorched area spreading wider and wider.

The ghost could not even manage the simple act of straightening her body. She could only remain sprawled on the ground,

enduring the torment of the radiance.

At this moment, the ghost desired only swift death.

Yet she could not even commit suicide.

The sudden reversal of fate left Qi Yuan utterly confused.

Had she not just been on the verge of death?

How had things turned into this?

Who was suppressing the ghost?

Was it Senior?

Qi Yuan lifted her head.

She saw a gigantic fist beyond description, breaking through clouds and mist, as if descending from beyond the heavens.

The surface of the fist spanned countless li.

There was no possibility of evasion.

One could only watch as it descended.

Boom!!!

In an instant, heaven and earth shook. Mountains and rivers shattered.

Bitter Joy City was reduced entirely to ruins.

The female ghost collapsed onto the ground, life or death unknown.

Yet what no one could have imagined—

Qi Yuan remained uninjured.

She knelt intact in place, still gazing upward at the sky.

In the God Realm, Ye Yu watched the power of his punch in the lower realm and did not feel particularly satisfied.

After all, he was a member of the God Clan.

A single punch from him should not have been something the mortal world could endure.

Judging from the scene, it seemed to possess only around the power of the Unity Realm.

But soon Ye Yu let it go.

The Mortal Realm was monitored by Heavenly Dao.

Excessively powerful force simply was not permitted.

Moreover, this punch had crossed two realms. Its power must have been greatly diminished.

The system had already stated that the ghost was injured but not dead.

That was the proper measure.

Why dwell on it?

Instead—

would Qi Yuan be frightened by that punch?

Just as Ye Yu was about to speak—

Qi Yuan asked first.

"Senior, was it you who helped me just now?"

Ye Yu replied in a low voice, "It was indeed me. Why did you not dodge?"

Qi Yuan answered gently, "I guessed it was Senior. So there was no need to dodge. Senior would not let me fall, would you?"

Ye Yu raised a brow slightly.

Qi Yuan saw through things clearly.

And the truth was indeed as she guessed.

He would not let her fall.

Otherwise, this entire dream would essentially be finished.

But now was not the time for idle conversation.

Ye Yu said loudly, "The ghost is heavily injured but not dead. Go finish her first!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan immediately picked up the magic sword from the ground and stepped forward.

Facing the weakened ghost soul, she did not hesitate.

She mobilized her spiritual power and struck down with a single slash!

The ghost, already at death’s door, perished on the spot.

Qi Yuan’s expression did not fluctuate.

It was her first time killing a ghost.

She had thought she would feel fear.

Or that her hands would tremble.

But when she actually did it—

she discovered her heart was perfectly calm.

As if she had merely done something entirely ordinary.

If there was one thing she most wished to do now—

it was to speak with Senior.

Only that made her feel anticipation.

Afterward, Qi Yuan recounted everything that had happened from beginning to end.

Ye Yu’s first reaction after listening was to tell her to leave immediately and report the matter to the Four Directions Tower.

At the same time, she must be cautious of that senior sister named Guangmiao.

She seemed to have been bewitched.

Though the bride-clad ghost was dead, no one could guarantee that no other ghost entities remained.

Therefore, caution above all.

She must stay alive.

Hearing the concern in Ye Yu’s voice, Qi Yuan felt warmth bloom in her heart.

However—

Ye Yu did not yet know that his convenient father was already taking action.

Within the main hall of Xuanji Hall.

Ye Zhendong was vividly describing the First God Realm Dance Competition.

Seated at the head was a beautiful woman.

This person was Ye Yu’s mother in this dream—Shi Tiange.

At that moment, she had just ended her secluded cultivation. She had been out for less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn before her husband Ye Zhendong grabbed her and began chattering incessantly.

Shi Tiange felt a headache coming on.

She immediately waved her hand to interrupt him.

"Enough, enough. It is just that our son organized some sort of dance competition. Do you really need to keep telling me about it? As long as he is happy, he can play however he wishes."

Ye Zhendong’s plump hand slammed heavily onto the table.

"Wife, you are confused!"

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