Ban Xia looked toward the door, then at Ye Yu, her expression turning odd. Having stayed in Wu Wei Tower so long, she knew Ye Yu’s habits. Whenever he slept, he set up an array at the door—signaling “do not disturb.” Upon seeing it, the sisters would always halt at the entrance. When Ye Yu awoke, he would remove the array, indicating he was free. Although it sounded strange, that was his rule in Wu Wei Tower. Just now, Ban Xia had purposely glanced to confirm there was no barrier before entering. So why did Ye Yu still seem to be... sleeping? And it couldn’t be cultivation—there would surely be some immortal power fluctuation. This made no sense at all.
Ban Xia advanced slowly and studied him closely. His breathing was even, his immortal power calm, a faint snore slipping out. Damn! If he wasn’t sleeping, what was he doing? But to be fair, Ye Yu looked quite handsome in this moment—no wonder so many immortals adored him.
She sat cross-legged opposite him, recalling the first time they met. Back then, his realm had been below hers. Yet in just half a year, he had grown into someone even the Demon Heavenly Lord feared. Unbelievable!
“How long do you plan to watch?” Ye Yu suddenly opened his eyes, startling Ban Xia.
“You—you weren’t asleep?”
“I slept and then woke up!” Ye Yu raised both hands and stretched.
In that instant, centered on Wu Wei Tower, within ten thousand li the winds and clouds shifted, the Milky Way’s flow reversed. A golden silhouette shot into the sky like a supreme being overlooking the Celestial Realm. Terrifying pressure weighed on everyone’s hearts. Even the Demon Heavenly Lord, three thousand li away, sensed the anomaly and gazed toward Wu Wei Tower, dread deepening in his eyes.
Tao Huaming beside him asked, “Palace Lord, what is happening? Why this sudden celestial portent?”
“It should be that Ye Yu has broken into the Immortal Emperor realm!” As an Immortal Emperor himself, the Demon Heavenly Lord recognized the aura. And toward Wu Wei Tower, only Ye Yu could have broken through. Recalling his own breakthrough, compared to Ye Yu’s it had been minor. Perhaps this boy would enter the Divine Realm before me! Plans must be accelerated!
Inside Wu Wei Tower, the concubines sensed the change and hurried to Ye Yu’s door. The portent vanished quickly, and Ye Yu naturally received the system reward. At the moment he had stepped into the Immortal Emperor realm, he had immediately advanced to late Immortal Emperor. Now he truly saw the gates of the Divine Realm. Rending the void and entering the Divine Realm might come soon.
The concubines flocked forward. Feeling Ye Yu’s aura shift again, Jiang Yumou, Dong Kui, Jiang Jinhe and the others smiled, “Congratulations, husband, on reaching the Immortal Emperor realm!” Expressions varied. Those above the King realm marveled at his speed. Those below felt threatened by the growing gap. Most amusing was Master Hong Luan: “Hey, I just ascended, and you already hit the Immortal Emperor realm? I heard above ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ the Celestial Realm lies the Divine Realm—that means we’ll be living apart again? What is going on?”
An Jinqiu softly asked, “Husband, what is your Great Dao?” Ye Yu did not hurry to answer. Instead, he picked up Ye Nian who stood before him. “Speaking of the Great Dao, I must thank this first contributor. Without Nian’er’s guidance, I’d have struggled. Through her hint, I found my Dao: Great Dream of Three Thousand (Dream Dao).” Once opened, any dreamed innate technique could become his. The more dreams Ye Yu experienced, the more abilities he mastered. He need not confine himself to one Dao—as many as he desired. Such a Dao was overwhelming—but since it was opened, it counted!
After sharing, his gaze landed on Ban Xia, about to leave, and he called her back. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“I...” Ban Xia blushed. Unlike Feng Yingzhi, who focused solely on immortal-artifact research and felt no awkwardness, Ban Xia had her own thoughts. At such gatherings, she felt out of place—everyone else celebrated. As for the Demon Heavenly Lord matter, she decided to address it tonight.
“What’s with the stutter?” Zhuo Lanqing roughly pulled her back.
Zhu Diezhen’s eyes flickered, as if realizing something. Wei Aoshu looked at Ban Xia with a complex gaze—seeing her own past timidity reflected there.
Ye Yu raised an eyebrow. “You came to see me—is there something you need?” In his memory, Ban Xia never came without reason. Since she came now, there must be something important.
Under everyone’s gaze, Ban Xia spoke of the Demon Heavenly Lord. Hearing this, many faces turned cold.
“Well, when he summoned you back, he betrayed you in battle—and now that you’re safe, you want to mend relations? Dream on!”
“I propose we deal with him—deserting comrades in battle deserves death, especially betraying your husband.”
“Yes, say no more, kill him now! An Immortal sect three thousand li away? Let’s go this instant!”
Seeing their fervor, Ye Yu waved them off. “I’m at least an Immortal Emperor—don’t trouble yourselves. I’ll go see what happened myself.”
