What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 295

As soon as Chang Zhige called out for help, two figures appeared beside him—a cold-faced middle-aged man and a youth who seemed around thirteen or fourteen years old. Together, they resembled three generations of a family, yet, in truth, the youngest, the boy, was their leader.

The boy’s name was Jiang Yun, a mid-stage Earth Celestial, while the middle-aged man, Cui Shenji, was second in command, and both he and Chang Zhige were peak Profound Celestials.

Seeing the three of them together, Ye Yu raised an eyebrow, intrigued. They shared a peculiar similarity: each wore a bamboo fishing basket at their waist and carried a fishing rod on their back, looking very much like a group of fishing enthusiasts. This reminded him of a warning from the Nine-Tailed Fox Elder from an earlier dream, who had advised him to “take down the fishermen.” Could these people be the ones he meant?

Meanwhile, Chang Zhige’s spirit form, fragile without a physical body, quickly took cover behind Jiang Yun.

“Boss Jiang, this kid is strange! I think he’s here for us!”

Jiang Yun shot Chang Zhige a disdainful look. “Obviously. Barely in the early stages of True Celestial, yet nearly killed a peak Profound Celestial with a single move? If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it.”

In the Celestial Realm, each level was a world apart. For someone at the early stages of True Celestial to threaten a peak Profound Celestial was unheard of—madness, even. The only logical explanation was that this young man before them was concealing his true cultivation.

Then, Jiang Yun noticed Ye Yu’s gaze shifting toward the fishing rods and baskets behind them. Had he discovered something?

This realization made Jiang Yun’s decision clear: they couldn’t let Ye Yu leave alive. If word got out about this place, it would spell disaster for them.

Jiang Yun sent a telepathic message to Chang Zhige and Cui Shenji: Kill him! Destroy his soul and leave his body for Old Three!

Hearing this, Chang Zhige agreed eagerly. Without a physical form, he needed a new vessel, and this boy’s appearance and quality made him a perfect fit.

Cui Shenji, however, hesitated. Sharing the same cultivation as Chang Zhige, he knew that confronting Ye Yu could lead to a similar fate. But when Jiang Yun noticed his reluctance, he snapped, “Stop dithering. If this place’s secret is exposed, none of us will survive. Either kill him, or we’re all dead. Make your choice!”

With that, Jiang Yun surged forward, transforming into a streak of light that split into a thousand identical clones, encircling Ye Yu. As each clone appeared, a golden light formed in their hands.

Seeing this, Ye Yu wasted no time, locking his gaze on Cui Shenji nearby. Cui Shenji’s heart pounded—what was Ye Yu planning?

This was another forbidden technique: Heaven-Splitting Blood Sword. By nurturing a sword with blood from the heart, it unleashed unparalleled destructive power.