What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1242

The world around him shattered completely.

Ye Yu awoke with a start.

Fear filled his eyes as he stared ahead.

Du Yu’s slash had appeared unremarkable, but only someone who faced it head-on could truly grasp its force. It was unbeatable and inescapable—he hadn’t even a moment to react. The power of a God Lord was indeed terrifying beyond measure. To die by that blade was no great injustice. It was just a pity that, despite every means he had tried, he could not survive.

Sigh.

The next instant, the System’s voice rang out.

“Illusion concluded!”

“Demonic age: 210 years.”

“Divine age: 2 years.”

“Dream rating: Perfect-!”

“You have been granted two random Dream Rewards!”

“1. Late-stage New God cultivation.”

“2. One-Breath Golden Body!”

“When a dream’s rating is Excellent or above, two items manifest at random.”

“a. Superior artifact: Soulcleaver.” 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

“b. Succubus Bai Shuang’s Dao Companion Manual.”

But thinking on it, it seemed strange: could a God Sovereign-level warrior truly die so quietly? With not a single life-saving skill? As Hanyue Xi pondered, Du Yu’s laughter abruptly halted. He furrowed his brow and stared ahead in confusion, then laughed bitterly, pointing at the unconscious old dog.

Before he could speak, his divine body shattered completely, scattering across the ground. A God Lord of Moon-Edge Pavilion’s elder had fallen! A life-for-a-life!

Hanyue Xi sighed as she took in the empty scene. She had hoped Ye Yu might help—but it seemed impossible now. As she turned to leave, a streak of light dashed toward her. It was Xie Buyu, the one earlier teleported away by talisman magic. Upon arrival she looked at Hanyue Xi, her voice trembling: “Ye—Ye Yu? He...did he fall?”

Hanyue Xi still hesitated. How could a God Sovereign-level warrior die so plainly? Should there not have been cosmic omens, falling stars? Of course those were minor. What truly baffled her was that with Ye Yu’s displayed power, he should not have died so thoroughly—at worst severely injured, right? The facts before her left no room for rebuttal, and she remained conflicted.

Xie Buyu, unaware that Ye Yu had stood down Du Yu’s full-power strike, assumed the old dog’s words were all true: Ye Yu was just window dressing; his fall was inevitable. Yet she could not accept it, and cried out, “What do you mean ‘should’? Did he fall or not?”

Hanyue Xi opened her mouth to reply—but felt a violent vibration from the ring on her finger. Her expression changed, and she sped southward, calling over her shoulder, “His soul and body are both extinguished—but it’s okay, because soon...”

She vanished before she could finish. To Xie Buyu, nothing else mattered. With the soul gone, there was no chance for reincarnation. Xie Buyu’s spirit died within her; she felt utterly hollow. She could not comprehend why her life was so bitter.

Not far off, the old dog suddenly opened his eyes.