What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 292

Situ Shuping had never felt entirely safe with merely betraying his fellow demons.

Only by fully infiltrating human society and completely assimilating into it could he guarantee his security.

A few years later, he targeted a disciple from a righteous sect—a man of clear background and decent bone structure. Situ Shuping killed him, paying a hefty price to use a secret art to claim the disciple’s physical form.

From that point on, using this new identity, Situ Shuping successfully entered the human sect.

Soon after, he exhibited astounding cultivation talent, catching the attention of the protector of the Northern Wilderness Continent, who personally selected him as a disciple. Coincidentally, this protector was also preparing to venture out to eradicate demons—a prospect that thrilled Situ Shuping.

In the years that followed, Situ Shuping roamed from place to place with his master, hunting demons and seeking out demon heirs. Every time one of these heirs was killed, he felt exhilarated, knowing he was one step closer to his ultimate goal.

When the eighth demon heir was gravely wounded and on the brink of death, Situ Shuping felt an unprecedented sense of triumph. He believed that only nine demon heirs had been left behind in the human world, and with all the others eliminated, he alone would remain to rule as the Demon King.

But unexpectedly, as the eighth heir’s soul dissipated, they revealed a shocking secret: it wasn’t nine heirs left in the human realm but ten. The seventy-third princess of the Demon Clan was also among them. Even if all the demon heirs perished, the princess would be there to turn the tide and seize control.

This revelation left Situ Shuping in utter shock. How had the original nine become ten? He still couldn’t figure it out.

Now that his true form was revealed, there was no point in hiding his anger. Situ Shuping shouted loudly, “Why? Why did you have to appear and change everything? Why did the nine heirs become ten?”

Bai Miao Leng replied calmly, “Because, at the last moment, I chose to stay behind voluntarily.”

“Nine heirs of the Demon Clan?” she continued with a hint of scorn. “To put it simply, you were all just stepping stones for me to ascend as the strongest.”

Situ Shuping paused, then burst into crazed laughter, tinged with tears. He had never imagined that he, as cunning as he was, would end up as someone else’s stepping stone. It was a disgrace like no other! He had always believed that they were meant to be his stepping stones, so how had it come to this?

“Even if you’re a princess,” he said coldly, “you’re no more than a pawn in this game of survival. There’s no one here to protect you.”

He continued, word by word, “You’ve already taken off the Nirvana Glazed Robe. Without that treasure, how do you plan to fight me? Now it’s your turn to be my testing stone!”

With that, Situ Shuping drew a bone spear, about the length of a forearm, inscribed with countless red runes. It was a terrifying sight.

Bai Miao Leng recognized it instantly. This was another treasure of the Demon Realm, known as the Soul-Capturing Spear.

When Ye Yu had arrived at the Bai Family and she’d noticed the curse on him, Bai Miao Leng had suspected this very treasure was behind it, though she had no proof. Now it turned out she had been right.

This complicated matters significantly.

The Soul-Capturing Spear was immensely powerful and nearly impossible to defend against. The more it killed, the stronger the souls it claimed, enhancing its strength even further. Judging by the intense red of the runes, it had taken at least tens of thousands of lives.