What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

Cui Jingdong covered his nose with a handkerchief as he looked around in undisguised disgust.

As the legitimate eldest son of the third branch of the Cui family—

the resources at Cui Jingdong’s disposal were beyond anything ordinary members of the God Clan could even imagine.

If the branch members of the Cui family had not claimed that someone wished to present a top grade divine artifact, he would never have bothered coming to this hellhole.

So after seeing Pang Bobing arrive—

Cui Jingdong impatiently asked, “You’re the one offering the top grade divine artifact?”

As he spoke, his chin unconsciously lifted slightly, his gaze filled with scrutiny.

As though being allowed to offer up a divine artifact was itself Pang Bobing’s honor.

It was the natural habit of someone long accustomed to standing above others.

Pang Bobing smiled lightly.

“That’s right. I do intend to gift you a top grade divine artifact.”

“But not now.”

“Only after the Cui family helps me with something will I respectfully present it with both hands.”

Hearing this, Cui Jingdong burst out laughing and turned to look at the two branch members from the third branch of the Cui family beside him.

He said nothing.

But his eyes were already burning with anger.

The meaning was obvious.

This is the idiot you two found for me?

He’s treating the legitimate son of the third branch of the Cui family like a monkey?

You expect me to work first and receive the goods later?

The two branch members were equally speechless.

That was not what Pang Bobing had said before.

Originally, he had claimed he wanted to present a treasure in exchange for protection, which was why the third branch had voluntarily helped connect him.

Who would have thought that now they actually had to do something for him first before getting the artifact?

Who the hell did this brat think he was?

Cui Jingdong slowly rose to his feet and said softly, “Kill him.”

The two members of the Cui family immediately prepared to attack.

But at that moment, Pang Bobing remained completely calm as he leisurely said, “Third Young Master, have you ever heard the name Divine Hands Elder Ge?”

The moment those words were spoken, Cui Jingdong immediately raised a hand to stop the two branch members.

As the legitimate eldest son of the third branch—

he was no useless young master.

Naturally, he understood exactly how much weight the title Divine Hands carried.

Twenty million years ago—

that man had stood at the very peak of legend.

Though his personal strength was not especially high, he was a walking treasury of divine artifacts.

Countless people had tried to invite him as an honored guest, yet no one had ever succeeded.

Elder Ge was arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

But his vast network of connections alone was enough to ensure no one dared use force against him.

Unfortunately, heaven envied genius.

More than ten million years ago, Divine Hands had vanished without a trace, and no one knew where he had died.

An endless source of regret for countless people.

Now that Pang Bobing had brought up Elder Ge’s name—

it was obvious what he intended to say next had something to do with him.

To be fair—

if they could truly obtain a top grade divine artifact personally crafted by Elder Ge, then helping Pang Bobing with a favor was not impossible.

Seeing the spark return to Cui Jingdong’s eyes—

Pang Bobing smiled and revealed the news that Elder Ge was still alive.

And he promised:

“If I provide his location, and you can capture him—”

“Then I possess a secret technique capable of controlling his mind.”

“At that point, what does a single top grade divine artifact even count for?”

“As long as there are enough materials and time, however many divine artifacts you want, he can forge for you.”

“Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

Cui Jingdong instantly became interested.

This deal was worth doing.

If Divine Hands Elder Ge truly fell into his possession—

then his chances of competing for the position of head of the Cui family would immediately increase by at least fifty percent.

After all—

who would refuse a family head capable of generously supplying divine artifacts?

Interesting.

Very interesting.

Cui Jingdong strode directly toward the exit and instructed, “The two of you will handle this matter.”

“Don’t make too much noise about it.”

“But make sure it’s done properly.”

“Yes, boss!”

The two branch members of the Cui family immediately bowed in acknowledgment.

The smile on Pang Bobing’s face became even more pronounced.

Lieyang Sect. Zhu Xincheng?

In front of a colossal force like the Cui family—

you seem a little insignificant.

Meanwhile, on the other side—

inside Tongtian Pavilion!

After two days of heartfelt communication, Ye Yu and Liu Yuenong had become inseparably affectionate, their relationship rapidly deepening.

During this period, while her emotions remained stable, Ye Yu took the opportunity to bring up the theory of parallel worlds.

He even casually tested the waters by mentioning that in parallel worlds, he also had other Dao companions.

Although Liu Yuenong felt somewhat unhappy about it, she had already begun trying to accept it.

Because to her—

as long as Ye Yu remained by her side, nothing else really mattered.

That made Ye Yu secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, when she was clear headed, Liu Yuenong was actually rather open minded.

Even so, Ye Yu still had no intention of bringing her to the Ye residence yet.

Not because of anything else—

but because he was afraid the sheer number would overwhelm her.

Better to take things slowly, step by step.

So in order to divert Liu Yuenong’s attention—

Ye Yu deliberately steered the conversation toward future plans and encouraged her to inherit her master’s legacy and rebuild Tongtian Pavilion.

To gather the Demon Gods of the God Realm once more and restore Tongtian Pavilion to its former glory.

“When the time comes, Guardian Saint Luo Shu will help you.”

“Although he’s just a dog right now, his vision and experience still remain.”

“Simple planning and strategy won’t be a problem for him.”

After that entire string of persuasion—

Liu Yuenong was completely fired up by Ye Yu.

She genuinely intended to begin rebuilding Tongtian Pavilion.

Just as the two were discussing their plans—

Luo Shu’s voice suddenly rang out from outside the Divine Alliance.

“Hey! I’m not trying to interrupt you two on purpose, but someone came looking for you.”

“Get out here already!”

“They specifically asked for that brat Ye Yu!”

Hearing this, Ye Yu felt rather puzzled.

Someone was looking for him?

And they had come all the way to Tongtian Pavilion?

Was it Gu Yuanzhen?

From what he remembered, she and Liu Yuenong did not exactly get along very well.

Thinking of this, Ye Yu immediately said that he alone would go take a look and that Liu Yuenong could stay here.

But Liu Yuenong refused.

She did not want to separate from Ye Yu.

Not even for a moment.

If possible, she practically wanted to hang directly on his body.

Left with no choice, Ye Yu could only bring Liu Yuenong with him to the outer area of Tongtian Pavilion.

Before he had even fully steadied himself—

a figure suddenly charged straight toward him.

The speed was as fast as lightning itself.

Ye Yu subconsciously opened his arms—

only to catch absolutely nothing.

Because Liu Yuenong beside him was even faster.

With a single slap, she pressed her palm directly against the newcomer’s face, forcefully bringing them to an immediate stop.

Only then did Ye Yu finally see clearly.

The visitor was none other than the female ghost Dongkui, dressed in palace robes.

This woman, who had once slumbered for ages with lightning dancing around her wrists, had finally Shattered the Void and arrived within the God Realm.

Only—

the posture in which she met Ye Yu now looked extremely bizarre.

Under Liu Yuenong’s overwhelming pressure, her face had visibly deformed.

As an existence who had rampaged throughout the Underworld for countless years, being held down like this instantly made Dongkui furious, and she let out a soul piercing question.

“Who the hell are you?”

Just four simple words—

yet they carried endless resentment.

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