What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?!

After some simple probing, Ye Yu could confirm that Lin Fengyuan was truly unconscious.

Moreover, after scanning with his spiritual sense, he found this person’s soul was incredibly weak, almost on the verge of collapse.

It seemed that this former number one demonic cultivator of Central Continent from thirty thousand years ago was now at his most vulnerable.

However, Ye Yu didn’t pull out his Heavenly Thunder Destruction Talisman to kill Lin Fengyuan.

Instead, he quietly sat nearby, gazing at the masked figure before him.

From their earlier conversation, it was clear that Lin Fengyuan had definitely mistaken him for some descendant of the Ye family.

It seemed like the two sides had a pretty good relationship.

Otherwise, there was no way Lin Fengyuan would have brought him around so carelessly while his soul was in such a damaged state.

Ye family descendant, promise?

What in the world was that?

Ye Yu couldn’t figure it out, but a bold thought suddenly arose in his mind.

If he could properly take advantage of this connection and figure out what that promise entailed, he might be able to get Lin Fengyuan to work for him.

That would be the greatest opportunity.

An Ascension Realm powerhouse…Not asking for much—if he could help him out once or twice, that would be more than enough.

But still, why in the world was Lin Fengyuan wearing a red mask?

Humans are naturally curious. The more you can’t see, the more you want to.

Ye Yu was no exception.

Thus, he directly reached out and removed the mask from Lin Fengyuan’s face.

A stunningly beautiful yet slightly pale face appeared before him.

At that moment, Ye Yu was completely stunned.

A woman?

Lin Fengyuan, who was known as the most powerful demonic cultivator of Central Continent thirty thousand years ago, was actually a woman?

How could that be?

Ye Yu blinked, and looked down again.

Snow-like skin and a face as beautiful as a flower and the moon.

There was no doubt she was a woman.

And an incredibly beautiful one at that.

What was going on here?

The name Lin Fengyuan sounded like a man’s—how could she be a woman?

A disguise?

Was it a human skin mask?

Ye Yu quickly reached out and rubbed her face.

Hmm!

It didn’t come off.

It seemed real.

The texture was nice, smooth… ahem, let’s not focus on those irrelevant details.

But Ye Yu remained skeptical. He looked down again.

The wide Daoist robe covered everything. It was impossible to discern between male and female.

Ye Yu furrowed his brows slightly, and instinctively reached for Lin Fengyuan’s sash, wanting to see the truth.

But just as his hand was about to touch the robe, his wrist was suddenly seized.

Lin Fengyuan weakly opened her eyes.

She said softly, “Can you wait a little longer? The Pure Sword Heart will be given to you; don’t rush.”

Ye Yu’s eyes widened slightly.

Pure Sword Heart?

It was the first time he had heard this name.

Though he didn’t know what it was, it sounded impressive.

However, in this situation, Ye Yu definitely wouldn’t ask further.

Otherwise, it would be easy to reveal his true identity, letting Lin Fengyuan realize he was not the Ye family descendant she spoke of.

After a moment of silence, Ye Yu slowly withdrew his hand and sat back down quietly, waiting.

Lin Fengyuan fell back into unconsciousness.

Looking at that perfect profile, Ye Yu really couldn’t understand why such a beautiful immortal would choose to wear a red mask.

Wasn’t it just a waste?

After some time had passed, Lin Fengyuan gradually woke up.

Suddenly, she smelled a fragrant aroma.

Sitting up, she looked over and saw Ye Yu sitting at the cave entrance, roasting a duck. The aroma came from there.

Hearing the movement behind him, Ye Yu turned his head.

Seeing that Lin Fengyuan was awake, he adhered to the principle of saying less to make fewer mistakes.

He didn’t say anything and simply handed her a duck leg.

Lin Fengyuan looked at the red, juicy meat before her, a bit surprised.

Cultivators, once they reach the Foundation Establishment stage, can survive on spiritual energy alone, without needing mortal food.

She hadn’t eaten such things for a long time.

But looking at this duck leg, Lin Fengyuan felt a strong appetite. She couldn’t help but feel her taste buds awaken.

She took it, and after tasting a bit, she was immediately amazed.

Lin Fengyuan thought it was the best food she had ever eaten in her life.

So, she quickly finished it and threw away the bone with lingering satisfaction.

At this moment, Lin Fengyuan suddenly realized that her mask had been removed at some point.

Clearly, it was Ye Yu’s doing.

Lin Fengyuan frowned slightly.

But then she could only sigh. What is there to care about for someone about to die?

Lin Fengyuan quietly picked up the mask beside her and put it back on. She said softly, “Thank you for the food, but from now on, please don’t remove my mask.”

“Okay! Would you like another piece?”

Ye Yu tore off another duck wing and handed it over.

Lin Fengyuan initially intended to refuse, but the aroma was truly irresistible.

In the end, under Ye Yu’s invitation, she had to take off her mask again to eat the roasted duck.

An eight-pound spiritual duck was quickly devoured.

Looking at the duck bones at her feet, it seemed that there were even more than those on Ye Yu’s side.

Lin Fengyuan suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

She was about to speak, but stopped herself.

Quickly putting on her mask, she resumed her previous cold demeanor.

Ye Yu also sensed several auras approaching, so he slowly stood up.

Looking up, he saw seven beams of light rushing toward them.

They wore Daoist robes, tattered and torn, looking like they were fleeing from disaster.

Yet their strength was extremely high. The lowest among them was at the early stage of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

Who were these people?

Ye Yu frowned slightly.

What he didn’t know was that these people were major figures of the demonic path in Central Continent.

The one at the forefront, with half of his beard burned off, was Tao Shanen, the leader of Zhuoxin Temple.

Previously, they had been outside the Zhenmo Mountain while Ye Yu was inside.

And when Ye Yu left Zhenmo Mountain, he was directly taken away by Lin Fengyuan. That’s why he didn’t see Tao Shanen and the others clearly.

However, even if he had seen them clearly, it wouldn’t matter.

As grand as they had been before, now they were in such a miserable state.

In just a few hours, from top figures in the demonic path of Central Continent, they had become like this.

No one would dare to recognize them now.

In fact, the battle at the Zhenmo Mountain had just ended.

The whole battle could only be described as a large-scale disaster.

The demonic path’s influence in the Central Continent had been almost annihilated.

Nearly a hundred famous great demon cultivators were brutally slaughtered by just nine people.

If Tao Shanen and the others hadn’t fled early, it’s very likely that even seven of them wouldn’t have survived.

Honestly, thinking back on those scenes now, it still gives one a lingering fear.

The four female immortals were so powerful it was shocking. They didn’t seem like ordinary Tribulation Crossing cultivators at all.

This made them very suspicious.

Who exactly was Ye Yu?

How could he subdue these four as Dao companions?

Was there some special talent?

These questions lingered in the minds of the seven demonic sect leaders.

But they didn’t let this trouble them too much, because aside from this, they had another major task.

That was to find Lin Fengyuan.

From the power of that one sword strike at the Zhenmo Mountain, it was clear that the title of the strongest demon lord was not just a boast.

If Lin Fengyuan were to stand up and support the the Central Continent’s demonic path, then Tao Shanen believed that the sacred lands of Central Continent would be utterly destroyed!