What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 889

Ye Yu summoned the tamed Ting Yu from the Zhaohun Fan Luxian (Soul-Summoning Banner that Slays Immortals) and accessed his memories.

Only then did he discover a shocking truth.

It turned out that half a month ago, after Ye Yu had wreaked havoc in the Three Corpse Hall, Ting Yu had smelled the heavy scent of blood. The moment Ye Yu left, Ting Yu entered, ready for a feast. For a starving ghost like him, it didn’t matter whether the immortal lived or died—what mattered was whether the corpse provided enough nourishment.

But just as Ting Yu was indulging himself in the Three Corpse Hall, a billow of black mist slowly condensed and easily inflicted grievous injury upon him. Seeing he stood no chance, Ting Yu instinctively tried to flee. Unfortunately, he hadn’t gone far before he was dragged back, and in a most ancient manner a strand of his pure soul was seized to bind a master-servant contract. Under such overwhelming force, Ting Yu had no room to resist and had to submit.

He never had the chance to see what that black mist truly was—only that it commanded him to call itself Motian Jun. Motian Jun didn’t assign Ting Yu any specific tasks; he was merely curious how, at the moment the Six Realms’ passages were severed, someone could climb from the Netherworld into the Celestial Realm. It was baffling.

Ting Yu dared not hide anything and recounted everything in full. Motian Jun fell silent for a long while after hearing the tale, then said slowly that it was surprising that ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ in such times a ghost could still seize an opportunity. Quite interesting—but not important. Soon the Sovereign Realm would awaken, and the passages of the Five Realms—Human, Demon, Celestial, Nether, and Monster—would reopen. A Great Age would dawn. Only the truly strong would have the chance for vengeance. As for the insignificant, they might as well writhe helplessly on the ground, unable to control their own fate. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

His words were vague, and Ting Yu nodded repeatedly without understanding. Then Motian Jun slapped him across the face and said, “If you don’t understand, don’t pretend you do. Your foolish eyes have already given you away. Why insist on putting on airs?” Ting Yu clutched his cheek in grievance but dared not speak. After all, the one with the bigger fist was always boss—an eternal truth. Moreover, having signed the master-servant contract, he had no power to resist.

Yet Motian Jun was not all fists and fury. He taught Ting Yu a method to穿仙躯— to don an immortal’s body—and sneered that a peak Ghost-King Realm cultivator was far from invincible in the mortal world. His ghostly aura was too conspicuous; by wearing an immortal’s body, he could adapt to Celestial Realm life and more easily accomplish many tasks, greatly increasing his chances of survival. “Now that you are my servant, in the coming Great Age I will show you endless vistas. But your strength is still insufficient. You must advance further. Aim for the Ghost-Emperor Realm. When you reach half-step Ghost-Emperor, come find me!” With that, he sent Ting Yu packing.

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