What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? - Chapter 20

Xie Muling settled her master, Hongluan, comfortably.

Then, she brought Ye Yu to a bamboo house.

“This used to be Senior Sister Tuoba Qiyue’s room. You can stay here for a day. I will contact the disciples of the Construction Hall to build a new house for you as soon as possible.”

“Thank you, Senior Sister.”

At this moment, Ye Yu even felt that Xie Muling, compared to the unreliable Hongluan, was more like a master.

At least she had a sense of responsibility.

Before, Ye Yu had been worried that if they went to a populated mountain range, many people would have to live in one place.

Entering the Dream System would be inconvenient.

But now, Wuzhi Peak was like a dreamland.

Few people, plus a drunken master and a warm-hearted senior sister. It was truly perfect.

Xie Muling didn’t stay for long. She turned and left.

Ye Yu then entered the bamboo house and began to inspect everything inside.

It was fairly tidy.

There were only a few simple pieces of furniture.

But for Ye Yu, it was enough.

Huh, wait, why are there a few books under the pillow?

Could they be cultivation manuals from the Azure Cloud Sect?

Ye Yu picked them up curiously to check.

Unexpectedly, just by looking at a few covers, he was completely stunned.

“Stories of the Overbearing Senior Brother and the Adorable Junior Sister,” “Junior Brother Puppy, Don’t Run,” “The Love Between Righteous and Evil…”

Honestly.

Ye Yu never expected that even in this fantasy world, there would be such cheesy romance novels.

And most importantly.

The dignified Senior Sister of Wuzhi Peak, Tuoba Qiyue, actually read these things.

Isn’t it too inconsistent?

Ye Yu showed a troubled expression.

Still holding onto a sliver of hope in his heart; maybe these covers were just to mislead outsiders.

Perhaps there were still profound cultivation techniques inside.

But after reading a few pages, Ye Yu was utterly disappointed.

These were purely romance novels.

Filled with sweet, high-sugar scenes.

Senior Sister, oh Senior Sister. Though we’ve never met, you’ve already socially died.

After a while.

Taking advantage of a nap break, Ye Yu immediately activated the Dream System.

Whether it was a problem with the feng shui or not, both dream simulations were very short.

The first time, he managed to live until fifty, always winning at gambling.

But he had no cultivation talent.

Eventually, he won too much and was killed by a furious cultivator’s sword.

The second time was even more disappointing.

When he was still a kid, he was caught in a fight between two evil cultivators and died as collateral damage.

Honestly speaking.

His luck was truly terrible.

Because both evaluations were below average, nothing was materialized.

The rewards were also very disappointing.

One was always winning at gambling.

The second one, with such a low evaluation in infancy, didn’t even provide a reward.

It was a complete waste of time.

That day, Ye Yu’s mood collapsed.

…

Meanwhile.

In the Ten Thousand Souls Hall.

Seven elders knelt on the ground.

The one leading them was the Second Elder, Yao Changning.

“Hall Master, after extensive inquiries, we found no cultivator named Ye Yu in the Moonlock Pavilion, nor any cultivation families with the surname Ye in the surrounding area. Shall we continue to expand the search?”

Zhu Diezhen leaned against the sect master’s seat.

She said calmly, “Continue to expand the search. If you don’t find Ye Yu, you need not return.”

Hearing this, Yao Changning’s face showed distress.

Ye Yu, this unfamiliar name, was giving him a headache.

He had no idea what madness had overtaken Hall Master Zhu Diezhen.

Yesterday morning, in front of all the elders, she used thunderous means.

She killed the Great Elder Shang Buyi.

Then she ordered Yao Changning to take over the Great Elder’s forces and mobilize all the resources of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall.

All to find a cultivator named Ye Yu as quickly as possible.

He might be in Moonlock Pavilion or in a nearby cultivation family with the surname Ye.

Wherever he was, only the result mattered.

This vague directive made Yao Changning extremely displeased.

The search range had already expanded to a thousand miles, but there really wasn’t any cultivation family with the surname Ye near Moonlock Pavilion.

Should they continue searching? Not allowed to return without finding him? Wasn’t this unreasonable?

But Yao Changning didn’t dare complain.

The scene of the Great Elder’s tragic death was still fresh in his mind. He didn’t want to provoke Zhu Diezhen at this time.

So he could only tentatively ask, “Hall Master, could you provide more information about Ye Yu? For example, his appearance? His cultivation level and so on?”

Zhu Diezhen frowned slightly.

She truly couldn’t grasp Ye Yu’s cultivation level.

At the end of the dream, Ye Yu had already reached the peak of the Integration Realm, while she herself had advanced to the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

However, after the dream ended, she returned to the mid-Integration Realm in reality.

So, it was clear that the cultivation levels in the dream couldn’t be used as a reference.

Since that was the case, she decided to draw Ye Yu’s appearance.

Using spiritual energy as ink, Zhu Diezhen painted in the air.

But after a few strokes, she began to give up.

As expected, drawing was indeed her weak point. She couldn’t capture his likeness at all.

So, Zhu Diezhen clenched her right hand.

The initial portrait suddenly vanished.

“Ye Yu’s cultivation level is uncertain, and there is no portrait. But you only need to remember that he is very special, extremely dazzling in a crowd. He gives a very comfortable feeling.”

Yao Changning’s expression turned exceedingly strange.

Very comfortable?

In all his thousands of years of cultivation, he had never encountered someone who made people feel comfortable at a glance

.

Honestly, without studying calligraphy, how could someone feel comfortable?

This question lingered even as Yao Changning left the main hall.

He couldn’t figure it out.

On his way back, the Fifth Elder, Song Wuren, approached.

He used a voice transmission to say, “Second Elder, have you noticed that the Hall Master has been acting strangely these past few days?”

“No kidding, of course she’s been acting strangely, otherwise why would she mobilize the entire sect to find someone we’ve never heard of, named Ye Yu?”

Yao Changning responded with a cold snort.

Song Wuren said calmly, “Finding Ye Yu is a minor issue, but the death of the Great Elder has made me feel like a rabbit is dead and a fox is sad. The Great Elder dedicated nearly a thousand years to the Ten Thousand Souls Hall. He even assisted the former Hall Master.”

(T/N: rabbit is dead and fox is sad – an idiom meaning ‘a sense of shared danger’)

“For him to die so inexplicably is truly chilling. I even suspect that the Hall Master is following in the footsteps of the former Hall Master.”

These words greatly shocked Yao Changning.

The Ten Thousand Souls Hall had a legacy spanning thousands of years, and Zhu Diezhen had officially taken over the position of Hall Master two hundred years ago.

Before her, it was her father Zhu Xuanying who held the position.

Zhu Xuanying was an extraordinary individual.

During his time, he reached the mid-Tribulation Crossing Realm.

In this era where the Ascension Realm had become a legend, Zhu Xuanying’s cultivation was at the pinnacle among contemporary cultivators.

Under his leadership, the prestige of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall reached its peak.

Just when everyone was ready to achieve great things, Zhu Xuanying, affected by the deep resentment of ten thousand souls, lost his sanity.

He went on a rampage within the Ten Thousand Souls Hall.

Later, when he regained his sanity, he was filled with regret.

To prevent another bout of madness, he ended his life on the spot.

This event paved the way for Zhu Diezhen to become the new Hall Master.