What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 986

Shangguan Jiujiu and Zhuo Lanqing were overjoyed at Jiang Yumo’s arrival and immediately recounted everything that had just happened

After hearing the tale, Jiang Yumo’s eyes grew even colder. How dare anyone threaten my sisters? They must be desperate to live. Since that was the case, they did not deserve to live.

Just as Jiang Yumo prepared to finish off Ma Lin, he suddenly mustered all his strength and shouted, “Bullying the weak with the strong—what skill is that? Give me a chance to call for reinforcements!”

Hearing this, Jiang Yumo did not strike immediately but withdrew her surrounding pressure. “You mean I’m to grant you time to summon sect masters, so that it wouldn’t count as bullying the weak? If you lose, you’ll admit defeat wholeheartedly, correct?”

“Exactly, that’s it!” Freed from pressure, Ma Lin nodded repeatedly, a glint of hope in his eyes. Niepan Tower was a grand sect with nearly a million years of lineage and countless masters. Surely they could defeat this woman!

But before Ma Lin could savor his hope, Jiang Yumo swept her sleeve—and a gale instantly shredded his immortal body to dust.

After dispatching him, Jiang Yumo couldn’t help but taunt, “What a fool—give you a chance to call reinforcements? Does everyone have so much free time? I can’t fathom how someone with such a brain could become an immortal.”

Hearing this, Shangguan Jiujiu and Zhuo Lanqing nodded emphatically. Then the three wasted no more time. They transformed their immortal qi into ropes and began dragging the ruin toward the Wuwei Tower sect. It wasn’t that they hadn’t considered using formations, but none of them excelled in that art—and you can’t kill someone by over-setting formations, right? Moreover, three thousand li was nothing to Immortal King Realm masters.

Meanwhile, inside Niepan Tower, Ye Huilan—who had been in secluded cultivation—suddenly opened her eyes and looked toward the Nianxin Flower. One petal rapidly withered and fell, indicating her disciple Ma Lin had perished.

A chill struck Ye Huilan’s heart—could the Three Corpses Hall have discovered their ambush on the treasure-bearer? For Niepan Tower, such a breach was catastrophic—they, though top-tier, weren’t a match for the Three Corpses Hall. If their scheme were exposed, they would have to act at once.

Ye Huilan rose to her feet, but then thought perhaps she was overreacting. Maybe Ma Lin hadn’t died at the hands of the Three Corpses Hall. With that thought, she calmed herself and used a secret art on the Nianxin Flower, lifting a finger as Ma Lin’s phantom slowly appeared before her. This was not his remnant soul, but the fragment of his mind preserved in the flower, linked by his lifeline. By invoking the secret art, she could witness fragments of the deceased’s final moments. Important disciples in grand sects often required this—it was a safeguard, deterring would-be assassins. Even if a disciple died, the sect would avenge them, possibly achieving a one-for-one exchange.

Soon, Ye Huilan saw Ma Lin’s last scene. When he realized his assailant was not a Three Corpses Hall immortal but merely two sect maidens intent on claiming a ruin, his face twisted in rage. “Wuwei Tower? Never heard of it, yet they dared kill my disciple—truly ignorant of their place,” Ye Huilan muttered.

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