Since arriving in the Divine Realm, Gan Duoduo truly had not enjoyed a single day of freedom.
Every time she stepped outside, she would enter a secret realm.
Although she did not know why, she once again found herself in a parallel world, where she met her husband Ye Yu. This was a completely unexpected delight.
She had planned to tell her sisters that her husband in this life was a demon, but unexpectedly, upon returning to the Divine Realm she was pulled into another secret realm. Though it was full of opportunities, it was also fraught with danger. After persisting a century, she was eventually slain by a mysterious monster within that realm.
Fortunately it was only a parallel world, and upon waking, Gan Duoduo used the method she had learned there to open the first secret realm and emerge.
But now, in her view, the peaceful Divine Realm was filled with the peril of secret realms at every turn. She dared not move recklessly.
She could not allow herself to fall into another secret realm. She had not yet seen her husband since arriving in the Divine Realm. She could not waste any more time here.
So Gan Duoduo could only advance with utmost caution, warily observing her surroundings. She no longer dared to fly forward—the experience had left her psychologically scarred.
Meanwhile, some people’s dream sequences were not yet fully concluded.
Three hundred years later, Xu Nanqiao, relying on her longing for Ye Yu, forcibly emerged onto her own Dao. The Path of Longing! “Longing without sound must surely have an echo.” When longing reached its utmost, Ye Yu’s phantom would appear beside her. The stronger the longing, the stronger the phantom—unceasing longing, undying apparition!
Five hundred years later, Xu Nanqiao ascended into the Divine Realm. By this time, Mo Ge Lian had already entered the Divine Realm over a century ago. When he had shattered the Void, he promised Xu Nanqiao, “Sister-in-law, now that I’m entering the Divine Realm, I will find my brother’s whereabouts as quickly as possible, and then find a way to contact you!” This promise had been Xu Nanqiao’s spiritual pillar.
But upon arriving in the Divine Realm, Xu Nanqiao felt nothing but confusion. The place she had ascended to was a barren desert—an endless expanse of yellow sand with no trace of any person. She wondered in puzzlement, Is this the Divine Realm? It differed far too much from her imagination.
Refusing to wait passively for death, Xu Nanqiao began searching everywhere for Ye Yu’s presence. Days later, she arrived before a city riddled with holes and decay. Before she could enter, golden flames erupted in the distance, incinerating it instantly.
In the Eastern Yao Prefecture of the Demon Realm, Xu Nanqiao suddenly opened her eyes and found the surroundings all too familiar. Was this not how it had looked a thousand years ago? Why had she returned here? The Divine Realm, the golden flames, Ye Yu—where were they all?
Wait—why had her cultivation become Demon Lord Realm? Was history repeating itself, or was all of this only a dream? Xu Nanqiao’s mind shifted, and she sensed that the Demon Lord Bai Qingsong was still alive, so she summoned him and commanded him to scout for news of Ye Yu in Lotus Prefecture. But after investigation, Bai Qingsong reported that there was no demon named Ye Yu in Lotus Sect.
Xu Nanqiao’s brow knitted in frustration. What had gone wrong? Then Ye Yu’s words flashed through her mind: “When everything is over, remember to find me in the Divine Realm!” He had said this more than once, but Xu Nanqiao had always thought he joked. Now it seemed perhaps he was not joking at all. Yet no matter how she pondered, she could not understand why Ye Yu was so certain she would be in the Divine Realm. He must have foreseen that once all was done, everything would return to the starting point. Perhaps only finding him would reveal the answer.
With that thought, Xu Nanqiao strode out. Bai Qingsong, bewildered, hurriedly said, “Master, where are you going? I haven’t yet reported the recent situation in Eastern Yao Prefecture. Please listen—some matters still require your decision!”
“I’m going to the Divine Realm. From now on you handle everything in Eastern Yao Prefecture. I’m done!” Xu Nanqiao’s words fell and her figure vanished at the doorway.
Bai Qingsong’s face changed dramatically. Going to the Divine Realm? Leaving Eastern Yao Prefecture entirely to him? Master, don’t be crazy—trying to ascend to Heaven alone is suicide! Calm down!
In fact, at that moment, not only Xu Nanqiao awoke, but also Han Yue Xi. She slowly opened her eyes, gazing at her divine city in thought. Something was wrong—had she not fallen at that person’s hand? How could she now be revived? A dream? Impossible! Having become a god, how could dreams still exist? What was happening?
Just then she sensed something smooth and warm in her palm. Picking it up, she discovered a finely crafted jade pendant. This object...was the one the demon had given her. If that memory was illusory, then what of this pendant? Han Yue Xi could not understand.
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In the Divine Realm, upon awakening, Ye Yu went to Feng Yingzhi’s Immortal Artifact Workshop to “supervise”! Now that he had even manifested He Xin Jade, Feng Yingzhi had better hurry and produce something that could travel to the Mortal Realm—don’t keep people waiting!
However, Feng Yingzhi protested. She claimed creation was a solitary endeavor requiring complete focus. Having Ye Yu around would distract her. Yet her protest lasted only half an hour before Feng Yingzhi retracted it— not for lack of resolve, but because Ye Yu’s roast goose was too delicious to resist!
After ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) enjoying the meal, Feng Yingzhi decided to finish the immortal artifact by midnight in gratitude for Ye Yu’s culinary kindness. Standing by and witnessing everything, Pei Chuxia could only shake her head, then looked at Ye Yu curiously.
“Husband, have you been stimulated by something lately?”
“No—why do you ask?” Ye Yu was puzzled.
Pei Chuxia grabbed his wrist and said in a low voice, “If you weren’t stimulated, why have you been constantly rubbing the demon horns? Have you considered my feelings?”
“Ah, I was just testing the texture—testing the texture!” Indeed, Ye Yu had been playing with Pei Chuxia’s demon horns. When he first entered the Divine Realm, Han Yue Xi had done the same out of curiosity, so he wanted to try it too. Yes, the texture was really quite pleasant.
