What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1258

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“Probe—a purely unadulterated probe!”

Shen Kangren’s final strike had been meant to test exactly that: whether Ye Yu was, like his Divine Beast, all bluff and no substance.

But the facts lay starkly before him. Under the full force of Shen Kangren’s attack, Ye Yu had emerged completely unscathed.

That proved, beyond doubt, that he could not be an ordinary New God Realm cultivator. Perhaps everything Ye Yu had claimed was true—he possessed power enough to kill Shen Kangren, but the cost would be too great, so he had chosen not to strike first.

In that case, Shen Kangren’s decision to attack first counted as a provocation. If he did not retreat now, he truly would die.

So Shen Kangren withdrew swiftly and decisively, leaving only scraps of bloodied flesh—his divine power stripped away—scattered on the ground.

Ye Yu’s expression remained calm as he stood, the golden light around him slowly dissipating. He had expected the Flesh-Demonic God Shen Kangren would not simply depart at his words alone. That fiend would surely probe him first, so Ye Yu had been ready to enter his One-Breath Golden Body at any moment.

Fortunately, Shen Kangren had truly fled, and they were alive.

Ying Huo moved forward to say something, but Ye Yu raised a hand to halt her.

“Time is of the essence. Let’s return first and speak later.”

Shen Kangren’s power had demonstrated the world’s uncertainty—nothing was ever fixed. The safest course was to leave at once, lest they encounter another reckless bastard. By then, Ye Yu truly might not be able to hold back—after all, the One-Breath Golden Body’s cooldown lasted an entire month.

As they departed, Ye Yu did not forget to take Little White with him—though the creature was still retching. Ye Yu simply grabbed its tail with one hand and headed toward Balance City. Ugh—did the little thing have indigestion? The smell was horrendous!

An hour later, the three humans and one beast returned to Balance City. By then Little White had stopped vomiting, but it did not enter the main hall. A temple attendant led it away for a proper bath: mere Purifying Water Technique would not remove the stench—they needed a thorough scrubbing and mugwort fumigation.

Without Little White, Yu Buxia felt awkward. She remained in the main hall only two breaths before hastily finding an excuse to leave.

Ye Yu watched her retreating figure in confusion. “She wasn’t like this before.”

In the dreamscape, Yu Buxia had seemed carefree and easygoing, and her time with Ye Yu had been pleasant. Now her evasiveness was entirely unlike her.

Suddenly Ye Yu trembled inwardly—something impossible struck him. How could Yu Buxia have any memory? By the dream system’s rules, only those who liked him could retain memories of him. What did Yu Buxia count as now? Did she... like him?

Frowning, Ye Yu turned to Ying Huo, hoping for an answer. But Ying Huo did not speak; instead she squeezed Ye Yu’s hands tightly and whispered, “We just reunited. This time is ours—let’s not worry about anyone else, okay?”