The End of Dharma 40K: My Evil God Wife Feeds Me to Prove My Emperorship

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Wait! What's going on?

It wasn't until he saw his phone screen light up that Li Mingyu came to his senses and realized he had traveled back to Earth.

"I was just fighting Wang Chen a moment ago, how did I end up back on Earth now?"

Three years have passed, and this is the first time that such an unexpected and illogical soul swap has ever occurred.

Right now, Li Mingyu is inside the body of this middle-aged man surnamed Wei.

The man surnamed Wei is named Wei Kun.

For the past three years, due to the limitations of the body exchange pattern, Li Mingyu has been responsible for Wei Kun's daytime, and this is the first time he has "become" Wei Kun at night.

"Damn it, if I'm here, then Wei Kun will have also been transported to Xuanling Heaven without any warning. In a situation like the warehouse, if he doesn't react in time, he'll definitely be killed by Wang Chen..."

Li Mingyu sensed something was wrong and his eyes turned fierce. Just as he was about to get up, he felt a soft, warm body rising and falling in his arms, and smelled the fragrance of hair. A fair, firm thigh was also wrapped around his waist.

He turned his head and saw his wife sleeping soundly beside him.

Under the faint, silvery moonlight, his wife's face was stunningly beautiful, her breathing slow and steady, her expression serene, and even her breath exuded happiness.

To be precise, she should be Wei Kun's wife.

Come to think of it, this is the first time I've shared a bed with my wife late at night.

Since Li Mingyu first swapped bodies with Wei Kun, his wife has been by his side every day for the past three years, helping this naive "amnesiac Wei Kun" grow up again.

Although the two are not actually husband and wife, the wife treats Li Mingyu "as her own son" and gives him endless care and attention, while Li Mingyu has been trying his best to play the role of "Wei Kun" as her husband in their relationship.

The relationship between the two is closer than that of relatives.

In Li Mingyu's mind, this cohabitation life across the world was countless times better than the high-pressure life of being an orphan in Xuanlingtian.

At least on Earth, you don't have to work hard to prevent your realm from falling, and you don't have to worry about life and death.

Now, Li Mingyu just stared at his wife in his arms, completely absorbed in the moment.

It was an exquisite, flawless face, seemingly not belonging to this world. She wore a black lace slip dress, revealing her fair and beautiful collarbone and shoulder line, which made him feel dazed.

Actually... it would have been better if Wei Kun had died in Xuanling Heaven while still in his original body.

In that case... the body swapping might stop, and I could probably stay on Earth forever and live with my wife forever.

Only with his wife did he find a home, dignity, and belonging; only then could he be loved, cared for, and protected, and only then could he forget all his troubles and focus on enjoying life.

Therefore, if I can be with my wife forever, any price is worth paying.

As Li Mingyu thought this, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

Wait, something's not right!

Li Mingyu's expression hardened; he felt something was wrong.

Something's definitely not right!

What a ridiculous thing I'm thinking...

I'm feeling a little dizzy.

I still need to breathe some fresh air and clear my head.

Li Mingyu gently moved the leg that was draped over his waist, quietly sat up, hesitated for a moment, then turned back to cover his wife with a light blanket before quietly leaving the bedroom.

I went into the living room and sat on the sofa.

The lights were not on.

in the dark.

Li Mingyu's thoughts began to flow smoothly, and he felt a sense of sudden clarity in his mind, as if a fog had dissipated, making things much clearer than when he was in his bedroom.

If Wei Kun dies in Xuanling Heaven, it means that his original body will also die, and he might also encounter some accident. Returning to Xuanling Heaven to resolve the crisis is urgent.

Furthermore, since body swapping is already defying convention, there might be other opportunities to get back to the original body as soon as possible.

Just now... in the bedroom, the thought of returning to Xuanling Heaven inexplicably vanished without a trace in an instant, without any warning whatsoever.

With Wei Kun dead, he could stay on Earth forever to be with his wife—this idea had no basis and was not in his usual style.

What factors influenced my thoughts...?

Thinking this way, Li Mingyu's mind became chaotic again, and he couldn't figure out why these chaotic thoughts were arising.

He vaguely remembered that three years ago, at the very beginning of his transmigration, he had found a short message left by Wei Kun on his phone:

You've taken over my body and are delaying my important business. My wife is missing, and you need to help me find her during the day.

In other words, from Wei Kun's perspective, his wife had already disappeared three years ago.

Although Li Mingyu thought Wei Kun had lost his mind, he still took some time during the day to investigate.

Whether it's hotels, restaurants, accommodations, or entertainment, my wife never has any records of spending or activities at night.

Everything was normal during the day.

"But... why is such important information so vague when I recall it?"

"It's as if it was deliberately concealed or erased..."

"Never mind, the daytime is real, that's enough..."

Even though it's nighttime now...

After clearing his mind, Li Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt a pair of hands gently wrapping around his neck from behind. These hands had a familiar gentleness and delicacy, and a smooth and cool touch that was already etched into his memory.

The air was filled with her warm, fragrant breath, which was captivating. Only then did Li Mingyu realize that the living room lights had been turned on at some point, and the dim, yellowish light had inexplicably become warm.

"Our little man... seems to have something on his mind." His wife's voice was gentle and soothing, like a warm embrace.

The moment she opened her mouth, Li Mingyu would completely relax, the tension from before would instantly dissipate, and the surrounding air would become calm and gentle.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Li Mingyu turned his head and smiled, feigning ease. Then he saw his wife behind him gently lift his hand with her cool, slender fingers, turn it over, and slowly interlock their fingers.

After a few pauses, a deep, soft female voice, seemingly with interest, entered the ear again:

"Oh, you were trying to keep it from me."

Li Mingyu lowered his head shyly, avoiding his wife's gaze: "It will be taken care of soon."

His wife gave a thoughtful "hmm," slowly released her arms from his neck, and gently kissed his cheek.

This is the first time we've met at night.

Then, she casually sat down on Li Mingyu's lap, a charming smile playing on her lips:

"You're so cute at night."

Li Mingyu's thoughts were wandering, and he didn't immediately realize what his wife was saying.

"Are you thirsty? Here." The wife reached to the corner beside her and then pulled out a steaming cup of flower tea, placing it on the coffee table in front of her.

【Datura Flower Tea】

Li Mingyu habitually took it and sipped it blankly.

My wife runs several flower shops, and her favorite flower is the "Datura metel". She cultivated this flower through artificial selection and improvement. It is a double-petaled pure black datura with three overlapping corollas.

In medicine, black datura is poisonous and can produce strong hallucinations and allergic reactions.

However, the "Datura Flower Tea" brewed by his wife was non-toxic. Li Mingyu drank it for three years and grew to love its light and elegant floral fragrance more and more.

As soon as I put the tea down, my wife bent down and gently blew on the tea a few times, pressing her hand against her nightgown, and smoothed her hair behind her ear.

"My adorable little husband gets quiet when he's thinking..."

"You..." Li Mingyu realized that there seemed to be something strange about his wife's words earlier.

"Don't rush, you might burn yourself."

"Not too hot, just right."

"How does it taste?"

"It still tastes familiar."

"That's good."

His wife gently stroked Li Mingyu's face and comforted him, "Don't worry, I know what you're thinking. You'll be fine over there."

"What???" Li Mingyu's pupils contracted slightly as he stared intently at his wife.

His wife then gently reached behind her back and pulled out a tube of ointment she had never seen before. She took Li Mingyu's left hand and, with the gentlest touch, began to apply it to his uninjured arm.

"Next time you encounter danger, don't be so careless, or it will break my heart. Look at you, how badly you're hurt."

"You knew all along?" Li Mingyu asked hesitantly.

His wife, her eyes filled with affection, stood up and looked at Li Mingyu with a beaming smile:

"I've always known that."

"So, you're still with me..." Li Mingyu often tried to escape the fact that he was experiencing Wei Kun's life. He was afraid that everything related to his wife was like a dream, and that one day he would wake up.

His wife gently rubbed his face and lightly scratched his nose.

"So, you are my cutest little husband."

Hearing his wife's affirmation, Li Mingyu felt a warmth in his heart, but then his thoughts drifted back to a state of uncertainty:

"After all this time, I've completely gotten used to you, and I don't want to lose you."

"Why do you say that?" the wife asked, still intrigued.

Li Mingyu hesitated for a few seconds:

"You never used to talk to me about things over there, but you suddenly brought it up today. Is there something you want to tell me...?"

His wife gently pinched Li Mingyu's chin, raising his gaze to meet hers.

"As expected, cute men are all smart... You have to go now, a dangerous guy has his eye on you."

"Can I come back?"

"Yes...it definitely will, I'll always be here waiting for you." His wife's voice was soft and gentle, her reassurance filled with an undeniable certainty.

She pulled a pendant out of thin air and handed it to Li Mingyu. The pendant had a small flower bud on its cord.

The flower bud of the Night Datura.

"Keep this safe; it's very important to you over there, you'll need it soon."

Li Mingyu hung the pendant directly on his chest, gazed into his wife's affectionate eyes, and asked again:

"Then how am I supposed to get back?"

"You'll understand later. Don't worry, you're mine, and you only belong to me. You won't be lost."

His wife's voice seemed to have a physical presence, flowing slowly into Li Mingyu's ears, smoothing the wrinkles in his nerves and dissolving his inner unease.

She hugged Li Mingyu's face and pulled him tightly to her chest.

Li Mingyu felt the tenderness his wife gave him, an overflowing sense of security, and an unusually soft touch with a faint fragrance. It was the warmest place in his heart.

After a long while, Li Mingyu felt a few drops of water slide down his body and drip onto his skin. He looked up abruptly and realized that his wife was crying.

He couldn't bear to see his wife upset and was about to say a few words of comfort.

His wife released his grip, her tone firm:

"It's almost time. The Immortal Scripture is in the bookshelf in the bedroom. It contains one-third of the opportunity for you to attain enlightenment. Speaking of which... I actually took it from that person."

【Fairy Code? 】

Li Mingyu remembered this thing.

Wei Kun once left a message saying that he started the body swapping by reading a mysterious immortal book.

That immortal manual was placed on the bookshelf in the bedroom.

In those three years, Li Mingyu never found any books or objects that matched the description.

Wei Kun left numerous messages criticizing Li Mingyu for being blind, unable to even see such a large book.

For this reason, Li Mingyu repeatedly asked his wife if she had ever seen a book of immortal scriptures.

His wife was always baffled, shaking her head to indicate that she had never seen any books in the house.

Now, we have a clue. It seems that this immortal scripture is the key to returning to the Xuanling Heaven.

If they go into the bedroom and get the Immortal Scripture, they should leave for good.

Li Mingyu stopped in front of the bedroom door and turned back to silently look at his wife standing in the living room.

A few glistening tears clung to the corners of his wife's eyes, while a smile, as always, played on her lips.

"You absolutely mustn't die before you see me."

His wife's voice rose at the end, trembled slightly, and she looked incredibly charming.

"Be careful, there's a group of bad guys watching you."

"I'll remember, wait for me." Li Mingyu's face was resolute as he stepped into the bedroom, only to find himself standing in complete darkness.

In the pure darkness, only the bookshelf stood there all alone. In one of the shelves, the darkness was so deep that it seemed to overflow, possessing an irresistible attraction.

Li Mingyu took a deep breath and went with the flow of this unknown impulse. He felt himself lose consciousness, and slowly walked over, reaching in to touch a thick, worn book.

The book has a smooth cover with no title. The pages feel neither like paper nor leather; they have a strange texture. There's no smell of ink or the scent of books, only a faint, fishy odor.

I took it in my hands and opened it to look at it.

The first two pages of the Immortal Codex are blank, and although the third page contains content, it only has the second half of the text.

These characters were ones he had never seen before. They seemed to be hieroglyphics, or perhaps cuneiform, and in some places they looked like tadpoles. Their style felt quite ancient, and they didn't even seem like writing.

Thinking this, Li Mingyu saw the remaining second half of the text on the third page gradually emerge, leaping out of the page and climbing onto his body. As the text took hold of him, the darkness around the bedroom dissolved and dissipated.

My vision is blurry.

When Li Mingyu came to his senses again, he found himself back in Xuanling Heaven, back in that dark, abandoned warehouse in Yin County, Fengzhou.

Scattered parts, abandoned machinery, old cargo boxes, and the faint, dark green moonlight.

He lay on the ground, his appearance returning to that of a young boy, and his clothes changed back to those worn by cultivators from Xuanling Heaven.

Not far away, stood a middle-aged man with short hair dressed in modern casual wear.

The man, looking worried, paced back and forth. Noticing Li Mingyu's awakening, he turned to look at Li Mingyu and asked in surprise:

"Dude, how did you survive?"