Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The phoenixes intertwined their necks, and the guests greeted them with respect, bowing and praising their blissful marriage.

The bright red candles, shining brilliantly, symbolize the loving relationship between husband and wife, and the lush green willows providing shade.

Brocade and silk fluttered in the breeze, creating a festive atmosphere.

With drums and music filling the air and fast-paced melodies, the wedding atmosphere reached its climax.

Laughter filled the air, etiquette was impeccable, men and women walked in orderly fashion, the banquet was lavishly decorated, and the tables were laden with fine wine and delicacies.

Joyful atmosphere, good fortune, and happiness all around.

At the moment of the wedding ceremony, auspicious light descended from the sky, radiating sweetness and blessings.

On their wedding night, they were inseparable, sweet and tender, making vows of eternal love, promising a hundred years of happiness together, a perfect match made in heaven, to spend their lives together.

In truth, if he were to actually marry the witch, he would only symbolically refuse in his heart for a couple of moments, but would accept it in practice.

However, the bride was not a witch at all.

Don't ask him how he knew.

After all, they've rolled around on the big bed so many times, so it's easy to tell them apart by their scent or other characteristics.

The bride before me weighed at least 300 pounds.

She couldn't possibly be a witch.

"What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it..."

Suddenly, the sound of lyrics drifted over.

Before long, a figure in purple robes floated down from the sky.

Wherever she went, rivers of blood flowed.

None of the guests, or any powerful figures, were a match for her.

Before long, she had wiped out everyone at the wedding banquet.

Only he, the groom, and his 300-pound bride, stood to the side.

"Fan Lang, how cruel you are! How could you so heartlessly abandon me for this woman? What makes her better than me?"

At this moment, the witch was still in a dream and had not yet woken up.

Looking at her murderous expression, and then at the three-hundred-pound woman beside her, Fan Zui was speechless and could only say:

"You are better than her in every way."

"Then why did you abandon me and marry this woman instead? Are your tastes really that bad?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui was speechless.

My wedding, including the bride, was all arranged by you.

Now you're blaming me for having bad taste.

Dreams really do defy logic.

Especially the witch's dreams.

It makes absolutely no sense.

What kind of show is going on today?

Wedding robbery?

It seems so.

But at least arrange for someone prettier.

Seeing that the witch truly seemed to exude a malevolent aura, he dared not hesitate and immediately silently recited in his mind:

"In my dreams, I am invincible, indestructible!"

However, once the thought crossed his mind, he remained ordinary.

His body was completely empty, without a trace of true energy.

Not to mention being the best in the world.

"What on earth is this witch up to now?!"

He knew that this was definitely the same dream rule as last time.

This is a power of rules that the witch has already mastered, but he still hasn't grasped.

Or rather, it's a rule that he, as the one who enters the dream, cannot use.

The rivalry between the two has always been a case of one mountain being higher than the other.

With a wave of her hand, the witch turned the 300-pound bride into ice and shattered into ice shards.

At this point, there was no one left alive.

"If I can't have your heart, I'll have your body today!"

After saying that, she grabbed Fan Zui, leaped away, and disappeared into the sky.

Chapter 112 [The Witch's Request] (Please Subscribe)

"To enter the secret realm, one must have a cultivation level below the Huiyang Realm. I am now at the peak of the Wuxiang Realm, so it is naturally impossible for me to enter."

The witch seemed to be looking down on him.

At the peak of the Formless Realm, he is only one step away from the Primordial Realm.

While shocked, Fan Zui became even more determined to hide his identity.

Otherwise, if the witch finds out, she'll tear him to pieces.

After spending many nights together in dreams, their relationship improved considerably. The witch might not necessarily want to continue hunting him down, but it's hard to say.

It's best to be cautious.

"When you enter the secret realm, could you please help me kill someone? Name your price."

"who?"

Fan Zui asked subconsciously.

He simply couldn't fathom why a witch of such power would need to rely on others to kill anyone.

"You've probably heard of Fan Zui, that good-for-nothing from the Fan family."

"Cough cough cough..."

Fan Zui coughed, then said:

"Of course I know, it's about wasting countless cultivation resources."

But he is the heir of the Fan family. You want me to kill him?

I want to live a few more years.

"If we do it cleanly, no one will know, right?" the witch said.

Fan Zui rolled his eyes and said:

"With the Fan family's power, they would definitely send people to protect them even if they entered the secret realm."

It's not that easy. If things go wrong, I might end up getting myself into trouble.

"What realm are you in now?"

The witch looked him up and down.

She refused to believe that the person who would one day unify the world would be a useless person.

She was now absolutely certain of his identity; he was the person she had been looking for.

According to that fragment of the divination, this person will surely unify the world in the future.

Therefore, his current level of cultivation must be quite high.

At the very least, killing Fan Zui should be a piece of cake.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have brought it up so easily.

"Early stage of the Radiant Sun Realm".

Fan Zui revealed his level of physical training.

In that instant, he still caught the witch's amazement in her eyes, which seemed to indicate great satisfaction.

"It is truly remarkable that you have such cultivation at such a young age, but it should not be a difficult task for you."

After a pause, she continued, "We've fought so many times, and I can see that you have a very strong ability to adapt in actual combat. Killing that kid Fan Zui should be a piece of cake for you."

Without waiting for Fan Zui to refuse, she spoke again:

"Tell me what conditions you need."

Fan Zui choked.

This forces him to kill Fan Zui.