What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1077

At that time in the Demon Realm, Qu Congchun and Shen Fugui had already met Hua Jiuming. Back then he was recuperating in Juque Prefecture, so running into him was normal. But only Qu Zhengding had ever told Qu Congchun about Hua Jiuming’s true identity—no one else, not even Shen Fugui, knew. Now, however, as servants of Mo Tianjun and Ye Yu, Qu Congchun and Shen Fugui understood everything. Yet to keep Hua Jiuming from suspecting, the act had to go on.

Shen Fugui sneered, “On what grounds do you question my young lord?”

Hua Jiuming cast a sidelong glance, his gaze mocking as if observing ants at play. In these lowly Five Realms, someone dared to challenge him? Foolish beyond measure.

Just as Hua Jiuming prepared to strike, Qu Congchun kicked Shen Fugui to the ground. “You cur, how dare you speak to a senior like that? Get out!”

Shen Fugui struggled upright and, stifling a groan, obeyed. Meanwhile Qu Congchun bowed deeply to Hua Jiuming. “I am Qu Zhengding’s son, Qu Congchun, paying respects, senior. My father spoke to me once or twice about you.”

“Boy, don’t be so smart-mouthed. Those who talk back to me won’t survive!” Hua Jiuming smiled slightly.

In the next moment, before Shen Fugui could leave the hall, his body ruptured from within—he was dead.

In the central Celestial Realm, inside Three Corpses Hall, Ye Yu frowned in annoyance. The Shenyu Kongxin Jue allowed a caster to see everything perceived by the controlled. So when Hua Jiuming reached Shen Fugui, Ye Yu already knew. He had intended merely to steady his demon allies’ hearts, yet this false god had acted outright. So rude.

Beside him, Mo Tianjun used his own secret technique to view everything Qu Congchun saw. He, too, knew Shen Fugui was dead.

He whispered with a laugh, “No matter. I’ll pull up the footage and we can watch together.”

Though Ye Yu had tricked him twice before, they were allies now. Information was meant to be shared.

Ye Yu did not refuse.

With Mo Tianjun’s swift hand movements, a clear first-person scene appeared before them, high-definition enough to show the split ends of Hua Jiuming’s hair. This false god’s hair quality left much to be desired.

Ye Yu arched an eyebrow. Mo Tianjun’s technique, like Shenyu Kongxin Jue, let him see through the eyes of the controlled. Whether it had limits or not, the point was clear: they must be wary of him from now on.

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