What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 327

At This Moment

Bu Haoyan was riding high on the peak of his life.

Since the battle at Zhaomo Pass, Heavenly Dragon Cliff's reputation had soared.

It had become the hottest topic in the Demon Realm.

Countless demon cultivators flocked to Heavenly Dragon Cliff, eager to join.

The elders were overwhelmed with accepting disciples, their hands full.

Moreover, Bu Haoyan had kept his promise.

Killing a single Zhaomo Pass disciple earned fifty demonic crystals, paid out that very evening.

This payout alone had drained nearly half of Heavenly Dragon Cliff’s treasury.

As for demonic artifacts, only a few were distributed.

The reason? With Zhaomo Pass’s high-ranking elders gone, what remained were merely weaklings—hardly any cultivators below the Tribulation Transcendence stage had anything valuable.

Even if Bu Haoyan wanted to distribute treasures, there weren’t enough to go around.

Yet this trade-off brought Bu Haoyan immense gains!

First: By spending wealth, he gained fame. Disciples and elders who received their rewards were ecstatic, and a sect master who honored his promises naturally earned their respect.

Second: Although Zhaomo Pass’s top cultivators were absent, their treasure vault and demonic crystal reserves remained intact.

Bu Haoyan looted everything, reaping an enormous windfall.

Even after redistributing a portion among the sect, what remained was still astronomical.

Everything Ye Yu had promised in his grand vision had come true.

How could Bu Haoyan remain composed?

At this point, he was practically ready to worship Ye Yu.

"A true blessing, an unmatched blessing!"

After a few days of organizing the spoils, Bu Haoyan sought out Ye Yu with two storage rings in hand.

With utmost reverence, he said:

“Mr. Ye, these contain half of the resources we seized from Zhaomo Pass—demonic crystals, artifacts, and everything else. Please, you must accept them.”

At this point, Bu Haoyan’s way of addressing Ye Yu had shifted from "Elder Ye" to "Mr. Ye."

The reason was simple: in his eyes, Ye Yu was an unparalleled genius, almost demonic in his intelligence.

Everything Ye Yu had planned had come true.

How could such a cultivator not deserve the title of "Mister"?

Bu Haoyan held the storage rings aloft, prepared with countless arguments in case Ye Yu refused.

But to his surprise, Ye Yu didn’t hesitate for even a moment and accepted the rings directly.

This left Bu Haoyan slightly taken aback.

"So straightforward?"

Still, it was better this way. As long as Mr. Ye accepted them, that was all that mattered.

Yet why did Mr. Ye’s expression seem so grim?

Had something happened?

Bu Haoyan cautiously voiced his concerns.

But all he got in return was a sigh from Ye Yu, accompanied by a slight shake of the head.

Truth be told, Ye Yu was irritated.

Zhaomo Pass was truly gone.

Even though its grounds had been reduced to ruins, the sect master and elders had yet to reappear.

It was as if they had vanished into thin air within the Demon Realm.

This wasn’t good news for Ye Yu.

After all, his aim had been to orchestrate the total annihilation of Heavenly Dragon Cliff through this battle.

Why was the situation veering so far off course?

"Damn it! Where are the top-tier cultivators of Zhaomo Pass? Hurry up and come seeking revenge!"

"If Heavenly Dragon Cliff doesn’t fall, how am I supposed to advance my cultivation?"

With these thoughts, Ye Yu sighed again.

Each sigh pierced Bu Haoyan’s heart like a blade.