What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1139

Another thousand years passed, and Yu Buxia felt an indescribable loneliness.

A corpulent woman arrived at Balance City, proclaiming that she wanted to catch a glimpse of the Balance Scales (Pingheng Tianping).

Yu Buxia replied that the divine artifact had long since shattered, and no Balance Scales existed anywhere in the Divine Realm now.

The woman refused to believe her and accused her of deception.

Yu Buxia, too weary to argue, moved to close the gates and show her the exit.

But to her astonishment, the woman smashed through the city’s gates and strode back inside.

With a cold sneer she declared, “If you won’t even let me see it, don’t blame me for taking it by force!”

She clearly still believed the Balance Scales survived.

Though Yu Buxia had retreated from the world for countless years, she had not lost her temper.

After all, even a clay figure held a spark of wrath!

More importantly, shattering the gates of a divine city was a personal insult—a challenge to her very pride!

Enraged, Yu Buxia struck first—but she severely underestimated the woman.

The latter revealed herself to be at the Xianjun Realm, effortlessly countering Yu Buxia’s multiple assaults!

Rather than a battle, it felt like a cat-and-mouse game.

Yu Buxia’s expression darkened. Realizing her mistake, she drew the Scales of Fate (Mingyun Tianping) and decisively unleashed the Equilibrium Technique.

Two breaths later, Yu Buxia had ascended into the early Divine Lord Realm, while the woman’s cultivation was suppressed to the late Ancient God Realm!

Caught off guard, the woman showed neither panic nor fear. Instead, excitement lit her eyes as she stared at the wildly unbalanced scales.

“No wonder you said the Balance Scales were gone—you’ve found a stronger pair. Crushing your foes while empowering yourself? You truly are a genius, Nono!”

At the nickname “Nono,” Yu Buxia’s face drained of color.

She stared in disbelief at the portly woman and trembled, “You... you’re my cousin, Yu Manhua?”

“Nono” had been Yu Buxia’s childhood pet name—known only to her closest kin. Throughout the millennia, almost all her family had remained in the Divine Realm. Only one person had journeyed in with Yu Buxia: her cousin Yu Manhua.

Yet in Yu Buxia’s memories, Manhua had been slender and of above-average beauty—nothing like this rotund figure before her.

Yu Manhua offered a faint smile and said softly, “It’s rare—you still remember your elder cousin. Now hand over the scales.”

Yu Buxia clenched the Scales of Fate in her right hand. Her eyes flickered as she whispered, “This is my life’s artifact. I cannot give it to you.”

“Aren’t you always so stubborn? All I wanted was a look—what’s so wrong with that?”

Manhua stepped right up to Yu Buxia once more, extending her hand as if it were her birthright.

Yu Buxia shook her head, prepared to refuse again, when a hundred God-Exterminating Nails pierced her back.

With that, the Scales of Fate were wrenched from her grasp.

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