What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1189

For Wuqian, today was truly a day of great harvest.

He had planned months in advance for the Seven Treasures Divine Alliance and the Chaos Burial Divine Alliance to clash here. These two alliances were mortal enemies—when they met, it would be to the death.

And indeed, events unfolded exactly as he had foreseen: they fought until mutual annihilation, leaving him free to claim the spoils. There was no coincidence—everything had been arranged ahead of time. The resources they carried were his reward for meticulous planning.

Originally, he had been happily cleaning up the battlefield, but to his surprise a Demon God appeared, brazenly demanding that he drop his storage rings. Was this madman for real? With only Early Great God Realm cultivation, he swaggered here and barked orders—on what grounds?

Wuqian did not wish to waste more time and, fearing sudden change, deliberately displayed a mid-Heavenly God Realm fluctuation of divine power. In a cold voice he shouted, “Get lost if you value your life!” He had expected to scare this blind demon god away.

But Hong Zhencheng merely sneered. “Tell me to get lost? Are you sure? Brother, show yourself!” He raised a hand, pointing directly at Ye Yu’s hiding place.

Seeing this, Ye Yu abandoned concealment. With a flicker, he appeared beside Hong Zhencheng, hands clasped behind his back, exuding the calm of a transcendent expert. At first he had considered remaining in his hidden spot—attack or retreat at will, and if things went south, an easy escape. But he soon dismissed that idea. Anyone capable of shattering the void to enter the Divine Realm was no fool; their confidence—or lack thereof—would be plain to see from their stance. To claim the prize, he needed to look utterly convinced of victory.

Ye Yu now gambled that Hong Zhencheng was a cautious god. It was well known that if one could not discern an opponent’s true cultivation, it meant one’s own power was insufficient, and hesitation would follow. Of course, if the opponent refused to be cowed, that was another matter. With that in mind, Ye Yu fell half a step behind Hong Zhencheng—close enough that any sudden move could be intercepted by Hong Zhencheng’s protection. He was, after all, the epitome of prudence.

When Hong Zhencheng saw Ye Yu at his side, his confidence swelled. In triumph he thought, “Now we have the advantage—two against one!”

Wuqian ignored Hong Zhencheng, focusing all his attention on Ye Yu. Unable to gauge the newcomer’s true power, was it a hidden treasure cloaking him, or was Ye Yu’s strength outright superior? Wuqian narrowed his eyes, torn. His carefully orchestrated plan was being usurped, and he felt a surge of unwillingness.

With a flourish, he opened his right palm to reveal five glittering storage rings. “You want them? Come take them if you can!”

At this, Ye Yu’s expression grew serious. Damn—had he really encountered a foolhardy simpleton? From the divine power fluctuations, Wuqian was clearly a strong Heavenly God Realm cultivator, while Ye Yu was only a nascent god, and Hong Zhencheng likewise. If they fought, °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° death was certain. Should he flee now? 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Before Ye Yu could ponder further, Hong Zhencheng grabbed his sleeve and growled, “Brother, he dares to sneer at us—let’s kill him!”

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