What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1059

Within the Underworld, Shen Fuxin stared blankly at her surroundings, her expression dazed. She had been slain by Ye Shou, the Pavilion Lord of Jiyue, yet here she was again in the Underworld, her power reduced to the Ghost Emperor Realm. Had she somehow been reborn by chance? Or was everything before merely a trial before entering the Immortal Realm—a grand illusion?

Furrowing her brow, she suddenly felt something in her palm. Looking down, she saw a divine pill from the Immortal Realm resting quietly in her hand. Yes—that aura! It was an Immortal Realm pill. But why was it in her possession?

At that moment, she recalled Ye Yu’s words when they parted: “If I am gone, don’t stop waiting for me. Soon enough, I will find you again!” At the time, it had seemed cryptic, but now Shen Fuxin’s heart trembled. It was as if her husband had known she would fall—and even known she would be reborn—hence his unwavering promise to return. Though she did not understand how, she accepted his words as a solemn vow.

Without hesitation, she raced northward. She would wait at the place of her and Ye Yu’s first meeting, even if she had to wait until the end of time.

Elsewhere, within the Immortal Realm, Han Yuexi slowly opened her eyes and realized she was still inside her divine city. So the recent events had been but a dream? Despite her best efforts, she had failed to slay that god and had been killed. Pinching her brow in frustration, she felt both vexed and curious. Why had she twice seen that man in her dreams—once as a Demon God, now as a Ghost God? Though they were not the same person, the face was unmistakable.

Moreover, it had not been mere dreams, for items from those visions had appeared in reality—like that fine Hexin Jade. This time, however, nothing had manifested. Had something changed?

Frowning, Han Yuexi grew ever more curious about these uncanny experiences.

In the mortal Zhōngzhōu Continent, within Qingyun Sect, a rich aroma of wine permeated the halls. Many unsteady disciples trained in a perpetual daze, staggering as they walked. Elder of the Enforcement Hall, Li Nian’an, wore a constant frown. Recently, every disciple who flew by Qi—rather than using flying formation—was drunk, a dangerous situation bound to lead to disaster if unchecked.

Today, Li Nian’an brought the Sect Lord, Luo Ze, beneath the Five-Finger Peak to address the matter. Luo Ze reacted vehemently: “Elder Li, are you drunk and out of your mind? You want me to persuade Senior Sister Hongluan? Do you think I’m invincible, or that she can’t wield her blade? Believe me, if I set foot on that peak, I’ll be dead before my foot lands again!”

Startled by Luo Ze’s near-shout, Li Nian’an instinctively shrank back. Though the logic was sound, he refused to relent and called out, “Sect Lord, you are her junior fellow-disciple. Trust that Senior Elder Hongluan wouldn’t strike you dead, maybe, perhaps, possibly?”

Luo Ze forced a bitter smile. “Remove ‘maybe,’ ‘perhaps,’ ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) and ‘possibly.’ You know the situation: over ten of Five-Finger Peak’s female cultivators have ascended to the Celestial Realm, all of Ye Yu’s Dao companions—except Senior Sister Hongluan. She alone remains to guard the sect. To be blunt, her resentment is heavier than any ghost! If I went up to stop her drinking, I’d be chopped into sausages on the spot!”

“Yes, passing by. We’ll leave at once!” Li Nian’an agreed, attempting to depart, only to be shoved back by an invisible force. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

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