Hearing the system's voice, Ye Yu felt a sense of disorientation.

Was this dream truly only for 41 years?

A 41-year-old Crossing Tribulation Realm cultivator could indeed be considered extraordinary.

However, the greatest gain from this dream was still that supreme Literary Essence.

With this Literary Essence, Ye Yu could unleash unparalleled power using the poems he composed on Blue Star.

This was truly the most fortunate outcome.

Meanwhile, Fu Wangdai's dream had not yet ended.

In an instant, Fu Wangdai's figure appeared thousands of miles away.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, her first reaction was not to flee.

Instead, she immediately scanned her surroundings, searching for Ye Yu.

When she couldn't see him, a wave of panic surged in her heart.

Using her spiritual sense to explore the area, she confirmed that Ye Yu was nowhere to be found.

In that moment, Fu Wangdai's eyes turned red, and disregarding everything, she rushed toward the Star Devouring Sect!

"Husband, why are you so foolish?

Why send me out alone?

If something were to happen to you, would you want me to live in this world all alone?"

After a moment, Fu Wangdai returned to her previous location.

At this moment, the sky was clear.

The apocalyptic scene from before had completely dissipated.

Fu Wangdai immediately spotted Ye Yu's lifeless body.

She saw him lying on the ground, surrounded by blood.

The young Daoist was also in a bad state.

He knelt on one knee, half of his left side had been shattered.

Blood was flowing profusely!

Seeing this sight, Fu Wangdai felt as though she had plunged into an ice pit.

She stumbled forward.

When she lifted Ye Yu’s already cold body, she nearly fainted.

A wave of immense sorrow surged in her heart, but she could not make a sound.

Great suffering was silent!

At that moment, the young Daoist slowly raised his head.

He was bleeding from all seven orifices.

But he was not completely dead.

The young Daoist stared incredulously at Ye Yu’s body.

He murmured: "Who is he, exactly?"

Clearly, the young Daoist could not fathom how a mere Crossing Tribulation Realm cultivator could injure him to such an extent.

The appearance of that heroic figure had nearly slain him with a single sword strike!

This was an unbelievable matter for the young Daoist!

Seeing that the young Daoist was not dead, Fu Wangdai's fury reached its peak.

A boundless murderous intent enveloped her!

"You should die!"

With hatred, Fu Wangdai unleashed her strongest attack.

Five Flower Purgatory!

In an instant, the surroundings transformed into a sea of flowers, blooming vibrantly!

The young Daoist's remaining vitality was instantly erased!

He was turned to dust, carried away by the wind.

After killing this enemy, Fu Wangdai stood still for a long while.

Then she slowly sat down.

Using her sleeve to wipe the blood off Ye Yu's face, she murmured: "In this lifetime, I have been trapped by revenge."

"I thought that meeting you would bring an end to my suffering.

But you left me too."

"Husband, why did you have to be so foolish?

Why face that bastard alone?"

"Do you really think that if you die, I will live on alone?"

"This world is too bitter; without you, everything is meaningless to me!"

Fu Wangdai waved her hand, conjuring a stone coffin.

She lay down inside it alongside Ye Yu.

Choosing to die together.

In life and death, they would follow each other!

In the Five Flower Prison of the Western Continent, Fu Wangdai slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at everything familiar around her.

After being dazed for a long time, she slowly got up.

Using her hand to wipe away the traces of tears on her face, she said sadly: "Was it really just a dream? Why do I feel so heartbroken?"

Suddenly, Fu Wangdai felt a chill at her wrist.

Looking down, she saw a jade bracelet made of sheep-fat jade on her left hand.

This jade bracelet was not a magical artifact or spirit tool.

It was merely an ordinary object.

Its quality was not even particularly excellent.

Even if placed in a human dynasty, it probably wouldn't fetch a high price.

Yet, such a simple thing caused Fu Wangdai to burst into tears.

With her right hand cradling the bracelet, she cried out loudly.

"Husband, where are you?"

That was not a dream!

The Ye family's heirloom was still in her hand.

That was the best proof.

At that moment, the door suddenly burst open.

Fu Changhong walked in with a cold expression.

"Why are you crying? Have you developed a heart demon from your cultivation?"

Upon seeing her arrival, Fu Wangdai hurriedly approached.

Nervously, she asked: "Have you seen my husband, Ye Yu?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Changhong looked perplexed.

Seeing that Fu Wangdai's expression was not feigned, she said with confusion: "Are you really crazy? Where did this husband come from? Who is Ye Yu?"

Fu Wangdai's face turned pale, but her gaze grew resolute again.

"No, that's not fake! My husband Ye Yu definitely exists.

I must go find him!"

Seeing Fu Wangdai about to leave, Fu Changhong coldly said: "Stop! What are you looking for?

Your priority now is to quickly ascend to the Ascendant Realm and avenge your parents!

Stay here, focus your mind, and eliminate your heart demon first!"

Fu Wangdai suddenly halted her steps.

Then her figure vanished in an instant.

When she reappeared, she had already grasped Fu Changhong by the neck with one hand.

Pinning her against a pillar.

A boundless killing intent enveloped her like an ultimate force.

Peach blossoms bloomed on both sides of her shoulders.

Fu Changhong's face turned pale with fear.

She knew very well that this was the sign of a divine ability—a floral descent upon the world.

This woman truly had the intent to kill her?!

How dare she do this?

Fu Wangdai exerted a slight pressure with her right hand.

She coldly said: "Fu Changhong, if it weren't for me being poisoned by the Deadly Poison Spider back then, would my parents have died because of a single Demon-Repelling Dark Divine Flower?

You are the real culprit!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Changhong trembled uncontrollably.

Fear filled her eyes.

How could Fu Wangdai possibly know about this?

What she said was true.

If it weren't for the poisoning, Fu Qingshan and Du Qian'er would not have gone to search for the Demon-Repelling Dark Divine Flower.

They certainly would not have encountered the sect leader of the Star Devouring Sect.

Thus, they would not have died.

The events from hundreds of years ago had been exposed.

Fu Changhong felt an immense sense of dread.

Just when she thought she would die at Fu Wangdai's hands, the latter suddenly released her grip.

Then she heard a statement.

"Considering that you raised me, I won't personally kill you!"

Fu Changhong's heart leapt with joy.

She thought Fu Wangdai had softened.

So she continuously thanked her.

However, the next second, Fu Changhong felt a sharp pain in her dantian.

The power within her dissipated at a rapid pace.

Fu Wangdai had struck to disperse her cultivation.

Without the support of spiritual energy, Fu Changhong's appearance visibly aged at a rapid rate.

Her hair turned gray.

Fu Wangdai walked out.

In a solemn voice, she said: "I will have someone find the Deadly Poison Spider and let you suffer before you die!"

Fu Changhong collapsed to the ground.

Her eyes filled with endless despair.

So it turned out, Fu Wangdai had not killed her just to avoid letting her die too easily?

This was simply the greatest mockery!