Pregnancy

The Illusionary Realm shattered with a bang, and Zhuge Xiang slowly opened his eyes. The Illusionary Realm felt so real to Zhuge Xiang, yet it also felt like a long dream.

With his Memory returning, Zhuge Xiang is still Zhuge Xiang, but the Nanke Dream made Zhuge Xiang feel as if he had lived a different life.

"Wu Zhao?" In Zhuge Xiang's view, he was just trapped in the strange dream created for him by the Illusionary Nether King. However, when he opened his eyes, Zhuge Xiang found that Wu Zhao was also beside him, and even in his arms.

When Zhuge Xiang looked down at her, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and Wu Zhao, too, slowly opened her eyes...

"My husband, I'm sorry, I can't give birth to our child. You must live well after I leave you..." Wu Zhao, looking at Zhuge Xiang who was holding her, her voice filled with tenderness.

However, before she could finish speaking, Wu Zhao froze. With her Memory returning, she realized that what had just happened between them seemed to have been nothing more than a dream.

Wu Zhao thought she was just having a dream, and Zhuge Xiang thought so too. However, upon hearing Wu Zhao's words, Zhuge Xiang's body trembled slightly. Zhuge Xiang knew that he and Wu Zhao were having the same dream in their dreams. The words she had just spoken clearly showed that she was still immersed in the dream. In the dream, she was pregnant with her child but chose to die to prove her point.

If two people enter Illusionary Realm experience the same life, is it still Illusionary Realm?

Holding Wu Zhao in his arms, that familiar feeling, that familiar scent... he had dreamt of it countless times. Nanke Dream? Was it really just a dream? The love between them in the dream, their inseparable bond, their warm affection—was it all just an illusion?

Wu Zhao stared at Zhuge Xiang. Although his Memory had returned, the world of his dream—from their first meeting to falling in love, getting Marriage, having a child, the warmth of home, and all the experiences they shared—was it all just a dream?

Staring at Zhuge Xiang, Wu Zhao realized that he would rather remain immersed in that dream. Just like in the dream, for the sake of their love and their harmonious and peaceful home, Wu Zhao was willing to give up his pursuit of Immortal Dao, even though his achievements in the real world were far greater than those in his dream.

Looking down at Wu Zhao, Zhuge Xiang had seen this affectionate gaze many times before. Within the Illusionary Realm, he recalled all the things the two had experienced together, their laughter, their love, and their peace. For the sake of their family, Zhuge Xiang was also willing to give up his goal of becoming stronger.

Looking at Wu Zhao, Zhuge Xiang felt a surge of tenderness and an impulse to take Wu Zhao away from this noisy Cultivation World and live in seclusion, just like in his dream, to build a harmonious and happy home.

In the dream, their harmonious home was torn apart, which was a regret. But thankfully, it was just a dream. If they wanted, they could rebuild a home just like in the dream in reality.

Moreover, in reality, you can invite countless relatives and friends to celebrate, and you no longer need to worry about your Carefree Old Couple disturbing you. In reality, if you wish, the home you build will be even more perfect than in your dreams...

"Hmph, this program, just when things are about to get really exciting, it has to come at this crucial juncture..." A familiar voice rang out, as if echoing in one's mind. Hearing this voice, Zhuge Xiang's heart calmed down considerably.

In his dream, Zhuge Xiang was indeed willing to give up his pursuit of becoming a powerful figure for Wu Zhao and his family. However, it was just a dream. In the dream, Wu Zhao was everything to Zhuge Xiang. But in reality, when his Memory returned, things were different. Zhuge Xiang had his own women, Qin Qing and Mo Lingna, as well as his own relatives, friends, and pursuits.

In his dream, she was everything. But in reality, even though their love had blossomed over years because of that Nanke Dream, and Zhuge Xiang had developed feelings for Wu Zhao Zhuge Xiang was no longer everything to him...

Gently, Zhuge Xiang put Wu Zhao down. He turned his head away, not daring to look into Wu Zhao's affectionate eyes, and said, "It was all just an Illusionary Realm. Now that the dream is over, I hope we can both let go."

"Let go? Illusionary Realm?" Upon hearing Zhuge Xiang's words, Wu Zhao's face paled, and his voice became much sharper. He said, "If one person is dreaming, then it is naturally Illusionary Realm. But for the two of us, is it still Illusionary Realm? We have experienced the same things, shared the same love, and laughed together. Do you think all of that is an illusion?"

Wu Zhao's words left Zhuge Xiang speechless. Indeed, the years of love and affection in his dream, everything, seemed exactly like reality. Could it really be regarded as an ordinary Illusionary Realm or dream? Could the warmth of that home truly be forgotten?

However, in Zhuge Xiang's dream, Wu Zhao were everything to him, and his family was everything to him. Therefore, for these reasons, he was able to give up his pursuit of becoming a powerful figure.

But in reality, things weren't like that. So, unable to look Wu Zhao in the eye, Zhuge Xiang choked on his words, finally managing only to utter three words: "I'm sorry..."

Wu Zhao's face was as pale as paper. What Wu Zhao needed was Zhuge Xiang's love, not his apology. His apology was an answer of rejection.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of Blood Sacrifice spurted from Wu Zhao's mouth, Wu Zhao his spirits waned, as if he had exhausted all his energy.

"Are you alright?" Zhuge Xiang exclaimed in alarm as he saw Wu Zhao spitting blood.

"It's none of your business," Wu Zhao coldly rejected Zhuge Xiang's concerns, looking at him with icy eyes. "Since it was all just Illusionary Realm, why bother worrying about me? We don't have any close relationship, do we? So, my affairs are none of your concern."

"But, even so, we are still friends..." Zhuge Xiang said after a slight pause.

"Friends?" A mocking, bitter smile appeared on Wu Zhao's blood-stained lips. "Do you think that, given our shared experiences, we can both let go and become ordinary friends? Since that's not possible, and you have your own pursuits, then I hope we will never see each other again in this lifetime..."

"Never to see each other again until death." Unexpectedly, Wu Zhao would say these words at the end. Watching Wu Zhao disappear into the air, Zhuge Xiang wanted to chase after him, but he didn't know how.

Indeed, besides love and family, what other reason did he have to win her back? Since he had decided not to stop his cultivation for her, how should the two of them get along?

Having lived as husband and wife for nearly ten years, if we can no longer continue as husband and wife, how can we remain friends? Rather than that, it would be better to separate and never see each other again.

An overwhelming aura appeared from the horizon; the powerful figures of the Tang Dynasty's royal family had arrived. Openly abducting people from the palace was a severe slap in the face to the royal family, and they would not let it go so easily. Soon, these powerful figures caught up with them and arrived in the scorching desert.

"I've only just started watching this scene, and now you're interrupting me..." Dressed in a jet-black gauze dress, the Illusionary Nether King gazed at the horizon with eyes like black pearls, his words filled with deep displeasure.

"Illusionary Nether King!!!" Zhuge Xiang gritted his teeth, each word seemingly spat out from between his teeth, staring fiercely at Illusionary Nether King. The killing intent emanating from Zhuge Xiang was terrifying.

This guy actually pulled me into the Illusionary Realm and toyed with me for ten years, even bringing Wu Zhao into it as well. As a result, I don't even know how to face him now. Staring at the Illusionary Nether King, this feeling of being easily manipulated made Zhuge Xiang want to tear him apart.

Zhuge Xiang been cultivating for less than ten years, but he stayed in the Illusionary Realm for ten years straight. Although he has now woken up, it was all just a dream, and Nanke Dream has forgotten a lot of the real things.

The fresh Memory, on the contrary, were like dreams, which had completely confused his life's Memory. Zhuge Xiang now had only one thought: to kill this guy!

"Hehehe, how about it? You hate me? That's great..." However, seeing Zhuge Xiang glaring at her with gritted teeth and hatred, Illusionary Nether King was not afraid at all. Instead, she was filled with joy and said that she wished Zhuge Xiang would hate her, the more the better.

"Illusionary Nether King, you can't escape today. Surrender and await His Your Majesty's judgment..." One figure after another streaked across the sky, and in an instant, forty or fifty figures appeared, completely surrounding the area within a ten-mile radius.

In order to kill Illusionary Nether King, the Great Tang Dynasty's Imperial Clan actually mobilized forty or fifty Void Returning Stage powerhouses, which is equivalent to the strength of a Large Sect.

Flying at high speed, Wu Zhao's face was pale, and tears kept falling from the corners of her mouth. The ten years in the Illusionary Realm felt so real to her, but when she woke up, everything changed. Rather than this, Wu Zhao wished she could live in the dream forever and never wake up.

"Why? Why are you so heartless? Is strength really that important to you?" Exhausted, Wu Zhao murmured to himself.

Although she also pursued strength, after ten years of loving companionship in the Illusionary Realm, Wu Zhao felt that nothing was more important than that warm and harmonious home. However, Zhuge Xiang abandoned this home.

Exhausted, Wu Zhao didn't know how long he had been flying. His head grew increasingly dizzy until finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell from the sky, crashing to the ground.

In an unnamed mountain, an old man and his grandson were gathering herbs when the boy suddenly saw Wu Zhao and cried out in alarm, "Grandpa, come quick! A woman has fainted here!"

An elderly man with white hair and beard, yet remarkably vigorous, strode over, carefully examined Wu Zhao, frowned slightly, and shook his head, saying, "This woman is truly insensible. She's already Pregnancy; even if she can't take care of herself, she should at least think of the child in her womb." (To be continued...)