What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1155

Without a doubt, this cloak was indeed a true divine artifact. Yet, having existed in the Heavenly Realm for so many aeons—and owing to damage—it had long since lost almost all its divine power. The energy remaining within was terribly impure.

The reason Mo Tianjun had only drawn a sliver of power wasn’t a flaw in the Treatise on Divine Theft—it was simply that the artifact itself held only that meager residue of divine force. Now that Ye Yu had fully exhausted it, the cloak’s “life” reached its end. Where he grasped it, faint cracks had already begun to spider across the fabric, threatening collapse at any moment.

Alas, what a disappointment! He had hoped, before shattering the void and stepping into the Divine Realm, to leave his Immortal Companions behind a true divine artifact as their guardian. But now that would be impossible.

With Mo Tianjun dealt with, Ye Yu led A-Kong and Xiao Meng back to the Wuwei Pagoda. When the Immortal Companions saw them return, playful glints danced in their eyes.

Ye Niantong, ever blunt, asked with concern, “A-Kong, are you all right?” That was exactly what the others wanted to know.

“I’m fine—thanks to Big Brother arriving just in time. But this ordeal taught me a lesson: I must cultivate harder in the future. Otherwise some demon monkey will try to carry me off again. How infuriating!”

Although A-Kong knew the demon monkey had not truly coveted him, being abducted by one of his own kind still felt shameful. His desire to grow stronger blazed within him.

Ye Yu did not hide the morning’s events from the Immortal Companions and recounted everything that had transpired. Then he returned Xiao Meng from his shoulder back into Banxia’s arms.

“From now on, you’re free—you’ll never see Mo Tianjun again!”

Banxia instinctively clasped her wrist, astonished. No wonder she had felt that surge of black qi from the inner side of her arm—it had eased her burden as if Xiao Meng’s binding doom had been undone. It was because Mo Tianjun had died! That scoundrel had even cast such a vicious Immortal Art on her. But now it was finally over.

“Xia-Xia, what are you doing? Ye Yu saved you from your greatest threat—you should be thanking him. Why are you just clutching your wrist in silence? What kind of new confession ritual is this? Usually it’s hand on heart, not hand on wrist!”

Feng Yingzhi poked his head through the crowd, firing off a soul-piercing question. At his words, the Immortal Companions’ expressions turned wickedly amused.

Indeed, something seemed off. Though not literally a confession, surely it was some secret signal. To send codes before so many people—that was romantic.

Banxia, who secretly harbored feelings for Ye Yu, felt her cheeks burn. Without a word, she clamped her palm over Feng Yingzhi’s mouth.

Zhu Diezhen stepped forward, nestled against Ye Yu’s side, and whispered, “Banxia likes you. Don’t tell me you can’t see it!” 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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