What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 705

The moment the hundred purple characters appeared,

they immediately surrounded Wei Zhichun’s body, forming a protective layer.

At the same time, the saintly dharma image behind him became more solid,

and even began to shine with dazzling purple light in front,

right where the "Wendan" — the literary talisman — resided.

Ye Yu frowned slightly, whispering, “Wendan?”

Hearing the word,

a proud smile appeared on Wei Zhichun’s face.

“That’s right, it’s the Wendan!

You ghost creature have some knowledge after all!

The Jixia Academy records that those who are just and unafraid of power, and whose literary aura reaches the heavens,

can cultivate the Wendan.

As far as I know, across the Six Realms, only three people possess the Wendan.

Two of them are the first and second literary saints.

The third is me!”

Wei Zhichun spoke with endless pride.

With a thought, the saintly image behind him raised its right hand,

gathering the hundred purple characters into its palm.

It suddenly slammed down, completely extinguishing the black flames before it.

Wei Zhichun folded his hands behind his back, confident and smug,

completely ignoring that the saintly image behind him had become blurred after extinguishing the flames.

Ye Yu watched Wei Zhichun for a long time,

then suddenly said, “No, absolutely not.

That thing of yours is definitely not the Wendan!

The Wendan shouldn’t look like that!”

Faced with the challenge, Wei Zhichun shouted fiercely,

“Impudent! I thought you had some insight and was going to spare your life.

But you dare to question my Wendan?

Ridiculous!

Have you seen the Wendan? Don’t think you can blabber after reading a few ancient books!”

“I haven’t seen anyone else’s Wendan, but I have one myself!

That’s why I say your Wendan is wrong!”

Ye Yu slightly raised his head, and suddenly a golden light shone from his chest.

In an instant, a brilliant radiance shot straight to the sky.

Behind Ye Yu appeared one saintly image after another.

Countless characters appeared, circling him.

The sound of reading was faint but audible.

Compared to the gloomy purple dharma image behind Wei Zhichun,

Ye Yu’s images appeared righteous and upright.

Moreover, after their appearance,

an invisible force enveloped the area.

Wei Zhichun and Fan Jiangmi, both ghosts, felt extremely oppressed.

Their ghost aura seemed suppressed, and even their energy could not flow freely.

But this mysterious force did not affect Ying Naiyan, who was closest.

She looked at the sky in confusion, only feeling inner peace.

As time passed,

more and more saintly images appeared behind Ye Yu until golden light filled the sky.

The saintly images behind Wei Zhichun completely shattered.

Not only that, the purple light before him also dimmed completely.

A broken voice suddenly sounded.

Wei Zhichun knelt on one knee, clutching his chest with a pained expression.

Just as Ye Yu said,

his Wendan was indeed wrong.

To be precise, it was not a true Wendan,

but something formed by secret arts and obsession, resembling a Wendan.

After many years of nurturing,

it could provide some power like a Wendan.

But it was utterly sinister.

Now, confronted with Ye Yu’s genuine righteous Wendan,

this fake Wendan exploded like it met its natural enemy,

causing Wei Zhichun to suffer serious backlash.

He looked at Ye Yu in disbelief,

gazing at the coveted Wendan with a gradually contorted expression.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

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