What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?

To serve a ruler is to live beside a tiger.

The current Bai Qingsong could be called the number one figure in the Demon Race in the open.

He possessed unimaginable resources and authority.

If Ye Yu truly became his disciple, the Ye family would undoubtedly ascend to an entirely new level.

But Ye Yu's temperament was unruly beyond measure. If he carelessly angered Bai Qingsong while staying at his side...

He could very well lose his life because of it.

Although Ye Bancheng never spoke of it aloud, he doted on Ye Yu to the very core.

He would rather see Ye Yu remain stuck in the Demon Emperor Realm for the rest of his life than place him beside a Demon Lord capable of taking his life at any moment.

He did not seek boundless wealth or glory.

Safety and peace were enough.

That was the most genuine wish every parent held for their child.

After hesitating again and again, Ye Bancheng finally spoke up and refused.

"Everything I said earlier was drunken nonsense. It shouldn't be taken seriously."

"My Yu'er is mischievous and troublesome. He's not fit for any great responsibility."

The moment those words were spoken, Bai Qingsong's face darkened.

When the master's expression darkened, the chief steward of Dongyao Province naturally could not remain pleased.

He immediately warned Ye Bancheng.

"If you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, you'll die for it."

"Either call your son here right now, or your entire Ye family dies."

Ye Bancheng's heart immediately sank.

He repeatedly begged for mercy, but it achieved nothing.

Left with no other choice, he could only take out a communication stone.

It was not that he had never considered sacrificing himself and letting Ye Yu flee.

But the Demon Race was vast.

Where could Ye Yu possibly run?

With a single command from Bai Qingsong, countless people would gladly hunt him down.

There was no escape.

Meanwhile, back at the Ye residence in Nirvana Province, Ye Yu was running wild inside the family head's treasury.

When he suddenly noticed a message from Ye Bancheng's communication stone, he frowned.

"That old man couldn't have hidden a communication stone in the treasury, could he? Did he see me coming and leave instructions specifically for me?"

"Whatever. I'll pretend I didn't hear it."

Ye Yu directly put away the communication stone and continued moving items from the treasury into his Storage Rings.

A son robbing his father was only natural.

Half an hour later, after finally emptying the packed treasury, a sense of satisfaction couldn't help but arise within him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Did I underestimate that old man?"

"Who would've thought there were hidden compartments in here?"

"Are merchants in the Demon Race really this profitable?"

"There are more cultivation resources here than I had when I was a Demon Lord."

"This feels incredible!"

"So that's why. If you never fleece your old man once, you'll never know how rich he really is."

Ye Yu spread both hands.

More than fifty Storage Rings adorned them.

Each finger carried at least five rings on average.

There was no helping it.

Without that many, he simply couldn't fit everything.

He had already decided that he would give all of these treasures to the wives in the Tower of Nonaction.

They would definitely be delighted.

Mover Ye was officially online.

After finishing everything and preparing to leave, Yue Rongkun suddenly slid to his knees in front of him.

"Young Master, the Master said you weren't answering your communication stone. Something extremely important has happened. He wants you to go to Hongyou Peak in Dongyao Province immediately."

"He said it's an emergency and ordered me to bring you there right now."

Ye Yu frowned slightly.

"What emergency? Isn't it just because I took a few things from his treasury? Is it really necessary to make such a fuss? Forget him."

He immediately started walking away.

But Yue Rongkun hurriedly blocked his path again.

"Young Master, I don't think it's because of that."

"From what I heard through the communication stone, the Master sounded terrified. His voice was trembling. Something may really have happened."

"How about this? You go deal with it, and I'll check on the Master."

Hearing those words, Ye Yu stopped.

Terrified?

Then something serious really must have happened.

A moment later, two streaks of light shot toward Dongyao Province.

Time passed little by little.

The demons at the banquet continued drinking and laughing merrily.

Yet from time to time, their gazes would unconsciously drift toward the man sitting in the corner.

Ye Bancheng.

A wealthy merchant of the Demon Race.

The attitude everyone present would adopt toward him depended entirely on his son.

If his son truly earned Bai Qingsong's favor, then he would soar into the heavens in a single step and stand high above everyone else.

All the ridicule from earlier would become praise.

But if he failed to catch Bai Qingsong's eye...

Then Ye Bancheng would become the laughingstock of all Dongyao Province, perhaps even the entire Demon Race.

One thought could lead to heaven.

One thought could lead to hell.

Nothing embodied that saying more perfectly.

But so much time had already passed.

Why hadn't he arrived yet?

Everyone's patience was beginning to wear thin.

As the sky gradually darkened, even Bai Qingsong began to frown.

This boy called Ye Feiyu...

Could it be that he wasn't coming?

Forget it.

He merely happened to share the same name.

He wasn't worthy of making Bai Qingsong wait this long.

Whenever he arrived, he could come pay his respects then.

With that thought, Bai Qingsong rose from his seat, preparing to leave.

But at that moment, the banquet hall doors slowly opened from the outside.

A tall member of the Demon Race strode inside.

His bearing was imposing, and the demonic aura radiating from him was exceptionally powerful.

A Demon Emperor Realm expert?

Was this Ye Yu's son?

Just as everyone was making their guesses, the demon suddenly bent at the waist and made a welcoming gesture.

That was right.

This person was not Ye Yu.

It was Yue Rongkun.

The true guest of honor was the person behind him.

A man wearing a white mask slowly walked into the hall.

Confusion appeared on every face present.

Including that of old man Ye Bancheng.

Judging from his build, this should indeed be his son.

But why was he wearing a mask?

What Ye Bancheng didn't know was that Ye Yu had specifically prepared this prop before coming.

He had quite a few acquaintances in Dongyao Province.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, wearing a mask would make things much more convenient.

At the very least, he wouldn't have to worry about being recognized.

Of course, that was only because his current strength was still insufficient.

Once he returned to the Demon Emperor Realm and beyond, possessing enough power to crush everything before him, he would have no need for something like a mask.

So what if people recognized him?

Anyone who dared say one extra word could go reincarnate.

It was that simple.

From the seat of honor, Bai Qingsong looked at Ye Yu and cautiously asked,

"Are you Ye Feiyu?"

To be honest, he had met Ye Yu many times before.

But identifying him solely by his physique was still extremely difficult.

It wasn't that Bai Qingsong had poor eyesight.

The problem was that every time he had been with Ye Yu, he had been kneeling on the ground.

He was accustomed to looking up at him.

Now that he was looking straight ahead at eye level, his judgment felt a little unreliable.

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