What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? - Chapter 91

Watching the disciple’s head roll to the ground at the door, Wei Aoshu was utterly dumbfounded.

At this moment, she could hardly believe her own eyes.

Was Ye Yu really insane?

To kill someone from Wujian Peak within Baizhang Dao?

But soon, Wei Aoshu sensed that something was amiss.

After the disciple was slain, not a drop of blood spilled from his body, and he remained standing in place.

Seeing this scene, Wei Aoshu was greatly alarmed.

She immediately said, “Junior brother, how did you know there was something wrong with this person?”

“The people here, they all have issues. Including those children we saw this afternoon, they are all puppets.”

“The reason I didn’t expose everything in the main hall is because I didn’t want to alert the enemy.”

“Senior sister, this place is not safe to stay for long. Let’s break out first and then talk.”

Ye Yu’s expression was extremely serious.

In fact, the moment he stepped into Baizhang Dao, he had already sensed that something was wrong.

Although it seemed full of vitality, underneath this facade, there was a hint of a deathly aura.

Before long, Ye Yu discovered something strange.

The children playing around, and the twenty-some sword cultivators in the main hall, all of them were puppets, moving solely by a thread of residual consciousness within them.

Along the way, everyone Ye Yu encountered was like this.

If his expectations were correct, so far, within all of Baizhang Dao, the only real living people were probably those five sword cultivators who had intercepted the spirit boat earlier.

Seeing Ye Yu so earnest, Wei Aoshu didn’t dare to underestimate the situation.

She nodded, preparing to fight their way out together.

Instinctively, she wanted to draw her sword artifact from her waist.

Who would have thought she would grasp at empty air?

Only then did she remember, her sword was still in Ye Yu’s hands.

This guy, always taking her sword without permission.

Couldn’t he just ask his master for another one?

Don’t forget, his master was Hongluan!

Ye Yu also felt Wei Aoshu’s scrutinizing gaze.

He immediately said seriously, “Senior sister, stop staring. This sword is more useful in my hands than in yours.”

This statement instantly dealt Wei Aoshu 1000 points of mental damage.

She hadn’t even asked for it back, did he have to disgust her like this?

Fine, you’re strong, you’re the strongest, okay?

Although she knew Ye Yu was telling the truth, it still sounded very unpleasant.

Wei Aoshu snorted coldly.

She then retrieved a slightly inferior-grade sword from her storage ring to use for protection.

After all, now was not the time for arguing. If you have the guts, we can go back and discuss.

As Ye Yu and Wei Aoshu left the room, the scar-faced man was already waiting in the corridor.

“To be honest, I’m quite embarrassed that you two mere Golden Core cultivators have seen through my plans. Kid, hand over your spirit boat. I might consider giving you a way out.”

His hoarse voice echoed eerily in the empty corridor.

Ye Yu remained silent.

Taking a step forward, his sword pointed out.

Suddenly, thunderous roars cascaded down, instantly shattering everything within a hundred yards.

It was the True Qinglian Thunder Sword Art.

The next moment, the scar-faced disciple appeared in mid-air.

His sword cultivator robe disappeared without a trace, replaced by a long robe that seemed like black wings.

“The True Qinglian Thunder Sword Art! You actually know this technique! I didn’t expect to strike gold this time. You must be a core disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, right? Come, surrender peacefully. I, Zhong Qiu, can guarantee not to kill you temporarily, how about it?”

Upon hearing Zhong Qiu’s name, Wei Aoshu’s face changed drastically.

Immediately, she transmitted her voice to Ye Yu, “Junior brother, Zhong Qiu is known as the Bloodsucking Patriarch, an elder of the Crimson Yin Cliff. He’s been famous for years, and I heard he broke through to the Divine Transformation Realm a few years ago. We can’t match him.”

Ye Yu’s eyes brightened instantly.

The Bloodsucking Patriarch?

Who’s going to suck who is still uncertain!

With the Lichun Jade in hand, Ye Yu wasn’t afraid of even the peak of Divine Transformation Realm.

In fact, he could use the Spirit Devouring Technique in a moment to turn this Bloodsucking Patriarch into nourishment on his path to breakthrough.

However, Ye Yu didn’t want Wei Aoshu to know about his possession of the Spirit Devouring Technique.

So he said coldly, “Senior sister, you go first. I’ll hold him off.”

“Or you go first, and I’ll stop him! Junior brother, let me protect you this one last time—”

Wei Aoshu’s figure flashed, suddenly standing in front of Ye Yu.

There was a touch of determination in her eyes!

She knew very well.

Facing Zhong Qiu as a Golden Core cultivator would surely mean certain death.

But in this situation, if Ye Yu was willing to sacrifice himself to save her, then she was naturally willing to repay him with her life!

Ye Yu was dumbfounded.

At a time like this, why are we still arguing?

The meaning of us staying behind is different.

I intend to kill this old bastard.

You intend to buy time with your life.

Our motivations are different. Do you have to compete with me?

Or are you just that selflessly righteous from a young age?

“Sorry, Junior Sister Wei, Junior Brother Ye. Today, neither of you will leave.”

Deng Zhenpo’s figure suddenly appeared.

His face still carried a faint smile, looking as refined as ever.

Zhong Qiu laughed heartily, “Good, good, help me stop them. As long as I can capture this kid alive, I’ll surely reward you greatly!”

Wei Aoshu’s expression became even more grim.

Surrounded?

What now?

Deng Zhenpo shook his head slightly.

Slowly he said, “Zhong Qiu, do you know how annoying your laughter sounds? So, I don’t plan to let you leave here alive either!”

Upon hearing this, the smile vanished from Zhong Qiu’s face.

He angrily scolded, “Deng Zhenpo, have you gone mad? Have you forgotten who helped you back then? If it weren’t for our help from the Crimson Yin Cliff, you’d have long been dead with no burial place!”

“Besides, do you really think you’re stronger than me?”

Before he finished speaking, an extremely sharp sword aura flashed.

Zhong Qiu was instantly annihilated, body and soul.

Ye Yu couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

The cultivation package he had planned for was gone just like that?

“I apologize for the misunderstanding!”

Deng Zhenpo shook his head slightly.

His face darkened slightly, then he continued, “But why did you have to act on your own? If you hadn’t noticed anything and left early tomorrow with the Dark Abyss Flowers, wouldn’t that have been great?”

At this point, through Deng Zhenpo and Zhong Qiu’s simple exchange of words, Ye Yu could tell.

This senior brother in front of him must be colluding with the Crimson Yin Cliff.

But why he wanted to take down Zhong Qi was still unknown.

Beside him, Wei Aoshu said in a low voice, “Senior brother, turn back while you still can. Don’t compound one mistake with another. Otherwise, once Elder Situ finds out, it’ll be too late!”

“Shut up! Shut up! It’s him who forced me to this point!”

“If it weren’t for him, how would I have ever gotten involved with these demonic sect scum? He deserves to die!”

Deng Zhenpo’s face instantly turned extremely sinister!

A sharp sword aura surged from his body, shooting straight into the sky!

At this moment, Zhu Diezhen, who was flying in the air, also noticed the anomaly here.

A look of doubt appeared in her eyes.