What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real?-Chapter 275

【Moments later, the cries drew the disciples of Yellow Springs View to the scene.】

When Xiao Yinjian saw Du Butong’s tragic death, his face turned pale. No matter what, Du Butong was still his eldest disciple—how could he die within the sect’s grounds just like that?

Suddenly, Xiao Yinjian’s expression shifted, and he rushed up the mountain to check on Ye Yu, who was confined. To his surprise, Ye Yu was not only alive and well but had also inexplicably advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.

What was going on?

Perplexed, Xiao Yinjian brought Ye Yu down to examine Du Butong’s corpse.

“Did you see your senior brother tonight or hear anything?” Xiao Yinjian asked.

Ye Yu, also surprised to find Du Butong dead, thought to himself, Wasn’t the side effect supposed to just deplete his meridians? How did it end up killing him?

Quickly gathering his composure, Ye Yu replied, “Yes, Senior Brother visited me earlier, exchanged a few words, and left shortly after. Other than that, I know nothing.”

Xiao Yinjian frowned. “Even as a demonic sect, we strictly forbid harming fellow disciples! Are you certain it was just a casual chat?”

“Absolutely!” Ye Yu replied firmly. Honest to heaven, though Du Butong’s death was indirectly related to him, no one would ever be able to link it back to him.

With a grim expression, Xiao Yinjian ordered, “Old Qian, check the cause of death for Du Butong.”

A portly, bald man stepped forward, pressing a hand over Du Butong’s chest. A faint glow pulsed, and watching this, Ye Yu nearly laughed out loud.

Over his two years at Yellow Springs View, he’d come to know the elders well. The man before him was Qian Xingwan, the head of the pill hall. If Du Butong hadn’t lied, the Nine Heavens Creation Pill was concocted by this very man. Who better to determine the cause of death?

Sure enough, within two breaths, Qian Xingwan frowned and muttered, “No spiritual energy... meridians shattered? Could it be... that?”

“What are you mumbling about?” Xiao Yinjian demanded impatiently.

Looking embarrassed, Qian Xingwan replied, “Elder, earlier today, Du Butong requested a bottle of Nine Heavens Creation Pills from me, saying it was for an experiment. I didn’t think much of it and gave it to him. Judging by my examination, he probably consumed the entire bottle. The overdose caused his spiritual energy to surge uncontrollably, shattering his meridians and resulting in death.”

Qian Xingwan’s voice trailed off to a barely audible murmur.

Xiao Yinjian’s face flushed with anger. Drawing his sword, he lunged at Qian Xingwan, who quickly turned to flee, shouting, “How was I supposed to know your disciple would be foolish enough to take the whole bottle? This isn’t my fault!”

Xiao Yinjian roared, “Do you just hand over pills when someone asks for them? Then I’ll take your life!”

The two elders quickly disappeared, leaving the disciples bewildered.

Nobody bothered looking at Du Butong’s body again—just a fool who brought about his own death, hardly worth further attention.

From that day onward, Xiao Yinjian frequently reminded Ye Yu never to take any pills lightly, using Du Butong as an example. Outwardly, Ye Yu nodded obediently, but he soon went to Qian Xingwan, openly requesting pills. Claiming that he had a special constitution immune to toxins, he simply wanted to take pills for amusement.

But Qian Xingwan, terrified by Du Butong’s incident, adamantly refused, knowing that if anything happened to Ye Yu—now Xiao Yinjian’s only disciple—Xiao Yinjian would not spare him. No matter how persistently Ye Yu asked, Qian Xingwan remained firm: “No!”

At age eleven, Ye Yu’s cultivation was still stalled at the early Foundation Establishment stage. Frustrated by the lack of resources and the inability to even obtain harmful pills, he decided it was time to leave. Even if his strength was limited, facing risks outside was better than the monotonous days here.

As he was preparing to leave, however, Yellow Springs View’s sect master, Ma Jintian, returned after years away, gravely injured. His arrival caused a stir, and everyone went to see him.

Leaving a letter for his father, Ye Jing, Ye Yu planned to slip away during the commotion. But before he could get out of the sect, Xiao Yinjian spotted him and dragged him back to the main hall.

“Our sect master is critically injured. As a prominent disciple of the new generation, you must be present!” Xiao Yinjian insisted.

Ye Yu was exasperated. If he’s dying, just let him die. What’s the point of watching? Is it going to stop him from dying? And since when does ‘prominent disciple’ include Foundation Establishment stage cultivators?

Annoyed, Ye Yu entered the main hall, where he saw Qian Xingwan shaking his head beside a bloodied figure. This must be Ma Jintian, whom he’d never met. By the looks of it, the man was indeed on the verge of death.

“Yinjian... where is Yinjian?” Ma Jintian’s weak voice called.

For a moment, Ye Yu misheard it as “yin jian” (treacherous), only to realize he was calling for Xiao Yinjian. Well, that name does suit a demonic sect master, he thought to himself.

Xiao Yinjian approached with reddened eyes. “Sect Master, do you have any last instructions? I will see them through.”

Ma Jintian pulled a scroll from his storage ring and handed it to him. “This is a forbidden technique I obtained at great cost. Guard it well, and only pass it on to someone suitable. The future of Yellow Springs View depends on it.”

Xiao Yinjian clutched the technique, his eyes brimming with tears.

Ye Yu’s eyes lit up. A forbidden technique? These were techniques that required a steep price to use. Now this... this might actually keep me awake!

In the end, Ma Jintian passed away, and Xiao Yinjian became the new sect master of Yellow Springs View, which meant that Ye Yu’s own position rose as the “chief disciple of the sect master.” A title that sounded grand but had little practical value.

That very night, Ye Yu went to Xiao Yinjian, eagerly requesting to train with the forbidden technique.

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However, Xiao Yinjian flatly refused, saying sternly, “Don’t even think about it! This forbidden technique is off-limits to you.”

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