What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 250

After leaving Zhuoxin Temple, Ye Yu took Lin Miaoxue back to the mountain cave where they had previously rested. He intended to use his spiritual energy to help stabilize her soul further, but he was alarmed to find that although her soul had stopped disintegrating, it was riddled with fine cracks, like a fragile porcelain piece.

Despite all the celestial treasures and elixirs he’d administered, it seemed they weren’t enough to fully heal her soul. Ye Yu was at a loss, wondering if perhaps only time would mend these fractures.

As he pondered, Lin Miaoxue slowly opened her eyes, reaching out to gently touch his face.

“Big brother, you’re so pretty!” she said in a childlike voice.

Ye Yu felt a wave of embarrassment and confusion. Pretty? Isn’t that a word for women? But then he realized the bigger issue—why did Lin Miaoxue’s voice sound so young and innocent?

Alarmed, he quickly removed her mask, but seeing her familiar face underneath, he felt a little more at ease.

Lin Miaoxue glanced at the mask on the ground, suddenly looking terrified, and clung to his sleeve. “Big brother, that mask... it’s so scary. Could you take it away?”

Ye Yu waved his hand in front of her face, testing her reaction. “Are you... are you serious? You really don’t remember who I am?”

Lin Miaoxue looked at him with puzzled eyes. “I’m not joking, big brother. I... I think I forgot your name. But you seem very familiar.”

Ye Yu’s concern deepened. “Do you at least remember who you are?”

“I’m Lin Miaoxue... but I feel like I’ve forgotten a lot of things. It’s all fuzzy. And I’m really tired and sore. Can I sleep a little?”

With that, she slumped against his shoulder, falling asleep, still clutching his sleeve tightly.

Ye Yu was increasingly alarmed. How could she have lost her memory like this? Checking her condition with his spiritual energy, he saw that the cracks in her soul had grown more numerous. This memory loss must be tied to her damaged soul.

He couldn’t just sit around any longer. If this continued, her soul might completely shatter. He needed help, and only one person came to mind—his master, Hong Luan. Although she was often unreliable, she was a true Ascension Realm cultivator, and if anyone could help, it would be her.

With his mind made up, Ye Yu retrieved the mask from the ground and placed it in his storage ring, then draped Lin Miaoxue in the black robe Niu Jinmao had gifted him. This way, she would be less recognizable if they encountered anyone.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Wuzhi Peak. There, he found his master Hong Luan fast asleep, still holding a wine jar. Even in her disheveled state, her beauty exuded a lazy charm. Under normal circumstances, he would have been reluctant to disturb her, but this was urgent.

He began calling her name, trying to wake her, but she remained unresponsive. Out of options, he resorted to his ultimate tactic:

“A thousand spirit stones—bet on it!”

At the word “bet,” Hong Luan instantly sat up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. But her face quickly fell when she saw Ye Yu instead of a pile of spirit stones.

“Rebellious disciple! How dare you deceive your master like this? Just wait until I’ve slept, and I’ll teach you a lesson!”

She was about to fall back asleep when Ye Yu hurriedly retrieved over a thousand high-grade spirit stones from his storage ring and placed them in front of her.

“Master, I really need your help. Consider this a small gift. Please sober up and help me!”

Hong Luan’s eyes brightened as she took in the sight of the shimmering spirit stones. With a snap of her fingers, she collected them all and looked at Ye Yu with a beaming smile.

She then directed a loud call down the mountain. “Little Yue Yue! The latest edition of The Sentimental Sword Immortal just released—come quick!”