What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1093

Ten days later, Ye Yu underwent his Tribulation on the sea at the junction of the North-Wasteland Continent and the Central Plains Continent.

This was not a deliberately chosen location—upon arriving he felt a resonance, completed his transition into Tribulation-Transcending Perfection, and so summoned the Heavenly Tribulation.

The surging lightning constantly struck, the seawater boiled, as if the world were ending.

They say Heavenly Tribulation is the greatest peril a cultivator faces before becoming an immortal—one false move and life and Dao vanish.

But for Ye Yu it was as routine as eating and drinking.

He had crossed so many Tribulations that even the last spark of novelty was spent.

Combined with the cultivation arts he’d learned from all realms, Tribulation? It was nothing special.

After successfully weathering the Tribulation, Ye Yu intended to depart—but suddenly he noticed a faint glow deep beneath the waves, invisible unless one looked closely.

Thinking it a sea treasure, he immediately dove down to investigate.

Transforming into a streak of rainbow light, Ye Yu shot through the water toward the seabed.

When he arrived, he found only seawater and the corpses of fish and other creatures.

Under the Tribulation’s power, all beings perished.

But where had that shadow he’d glimpsed gone?

After pondering, Ye Yu dove deeper. At the seabed he dispersed the sediment with spirit energy and discovered a massive chest engraved with dense black Dao-script, emitting a very faint glow.

This thing seemed peculiar!

The script was not human’s, nor from any of the four realms.

It appeared to be an entirely new writing system!

Ye Yu tried to open it, but to no avail.

Neither brute force nor array-breaking arts worked.

Now this was interesting!

To set such powerful protective script, the contents must be extremely rare.

So Ye Yu stored it in his Storage Ring, planning to open it once his strength increased.

Yes—that was the correct approach.

He could not open it now because he had only just crossed the Tribulation and attained Ascension Realm.

But now did not equal the future!

Once he ascended fully into the Celestial Realm, he would surely break it open.

After all, it was merely a mortal artifact—how difficult could it be?

His current foremost task remained to raise his cultivation and strength as swiftly as possible. Yet recently the effects of alchemical pills had worsened—it was time to seek other rapid means of advancement.

At age twenty-six, Ye Yu ascended by day and reentered the Celestial Realm.

At the same time, a shadow appeared on the sea at the border of the Central Plains and North-Wasteland Continents, gazing at the water for a long while.

“This cannot be—I calculated this spot before. Could the seabed sediment have buried it?”

Muttering, the shadow plunged into the sea.

After half a day submerged, it resurfaced, utterly perplexed: “Who stole my body?”

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