What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 307

The Forbidden Yin River Ye Family, with a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years, was once heralded as the strongest cultivation clan in the Central Continent.

At its peak, it was unmatched, a force to be reckoned with.

Although they later chose to withdraw from the public eye and live in seclusion, their inherent arrogance remained unshaken. Techniques and artifacts coveted by countless cultivators were regarded as mundane by them. Their centuries of accumulated resources ensured an incredibly smooth cultivation path for their descendants.

The Ye Family boasted over a dozen cultivators at the Tribulation Stage—a level considered the pinnacle of mortal cultivation.

In theory, if the Ye Family so wished, they could effortlessly dominate any faction in the Central Continent, including the so-called sacred lands.

This immense power was the foundation of their pride.

Yet none of the Ye family members could have anticipated that one day, someone would dare to strike at their clan’s protective formation.

The clan members looked up, their gazes fixated on the scene above them.

A translucent, umbrella-shaped blue shadow rotated slowly, suspended in the air.

This was the Skydome Umbrella, a top-grade spiritual artifact serving as the core of the Ye Family's protective array. As long as the Skydome Umbrella remained intact, the formation would remain unbreakable—a fortress no one could breach from the outside.

Or so they thought.

The next moment, a red sword light appeared.

At first dim, it quickly grew blindingly bright, slashing down upon the Ye Family's formation.

The umbrella-like shadow trembled violently before shattering into countless fragments of starlight that dispersed into the air.

The protective array that had shielded the Ye Family for tens of thousands of years was utterly destroyed.

The Ye family members were left in disbelief, their heads craned upwards.

Descending slowly from the sky was an incomparably beautiful woman, her presence radiating an overwhelming sense of authority.

Suspended behind her was a crimson spirit sword, emanating intense heat.

Ye Zhouhao, the Ye Family patriarch, narrowed his eyes, his expression grave. He muttered softly, “The Heaven-Splitting Blazing Sun Sword... You must be Lin Miaoxue.”

Thirty thousand years ago, when Ye Zhouhao was still a young boy, Lin Miaoxue had once visited the Ye Family. He had only glimpsed her from afar.

Yet even from that single glance, he had been struck speechless. He could scarcely believe that someone so stunningly beautiful could exist in the mortal realm.

Even after thirty thousand years, Ye Zhouhao could still recognize her in an instant. She was just as breathtaking as before, so beautiful it was suffocating.

But now, she exuded the sharpness of a peerless sword, her radiance impossible to look at directly.

Indeed, the Lin Miaoxue of today was vastly different. After being nourished by the Water Essence and fully expelling the fire poison within her body, her current strength surpassed even her peak from three millennia ago. She was on the cusp of reaching the late Ascension Stage, and it was only a matter of time before she advanced further.

With the Immaculate Sword Heart in her possession, there were few in the world who could match her power.

Lin Miaoxue surveyed her surroundings, her gaze cold and indifferent. Seeing no familiar faces, she spoke, her voice amplified by spiritual energy to echo across the Ye Family compound.

“Where is Ye Jiunian, the former Ye Family patriarch? Have him come out to see me!”

Ye Jiunian, patriarch of the Ye Family thirty thousand years ago, was revered as the clan’s great reviver. The plan to steal the Immaculate Sword Heart had been his creation.

However, he had long since abdicated his position as patriarch and disappeared. Some said he had ascended to the Celestial Realm, while others believed he had died at the hands of an old enemy. Regardless, no one could confirm his fate.

Ye Zhouhao gazed at the stunning figure before him and replied in a deep voice, “The ancestor is no longer with the Ye Family. I, Ye Zhouhao, am the current patriarch. If you have business with us, you may speak to me, including matters related to your agreement with the Ye Family thirty thousand years ago.”

As he spoke, Ye Zhouhao’s right hand, concealed behind his back, made a subtle gesture. Several black-robed figures immediately began to move, encircling Lin Miaoxue.