My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 2775

2775 Advanced
The entire expanse of spiritual energy in the skies above North Wangda Forest had been thoroughly drained, leaving a void in its wake.

Their quest was to identify the cause behind the vanishing energy, correct? After encircling the area, their investigation led them to a substantial defensive matrix, ensconced within a secluded corner of the forest. Some nosy individuals harbored intentions of breaching the barrier to explore, yet their endeavors were in vain.

The notion that Mo Lian and Duan Yue’s intricate dual-layered defensive perimeter would permit easy intrusion was almost laughable.

Over the course of a few days, the participants of this practical training effort stumbled upon a remarkable revelation: the spiritual energy within North Wangda Forest had congealed into an immense vortex directly above this protective boundary.

This vortex bore resemblance to a dragon guzzling water, creating a level-one whirlwind that voraciously siphoned spiritual energy from every conceivable direction.

In an astonishingly brief span, all spiritual energy within North Wangda Forest was engulfed, leaving naught in its aftermath.

Yet, the disquieting aspect was that this ravenous pull seemed intent on disseminating outward, spanning a radius of fifty kilometers from the periphery of North Wangda Forest.

Amongst the participants, silent curses resounded in their minds. What manner of individual pursued cultivation at this site, ascending to the next level with such voracity?

/Could it be that she stood on the precipice of transcending into the divine realm?/

/Where were the tribulations of the five spirits’ cycle of rebirth?/

/Why did the heavens not unleash their celestial thunder or infernal flames?/

/A being of such maleficent brilliance should be intolerable in our realm. Ought not the five elemental spirits crash down upon her, reducing her to naught?/

Gently, Qiao Mu parted her eyelids, revealing the semblance of spinning star fragments within her gaze. These strata of luminescence resembled a profound maelstrom, capable of ensnaring any soul into its abyssal embrace.

After a time, the vestiges of spiritual energy lingering above them dissipated, leaving a clear expanse.

Only then did Qiao Mu rise to her feet, flexing her small limbs and executing several sprightly hops on the spot.
“Qiaoqiao,” Mo Lian and his entourage, who had been on edge for days, swiftly converged, their unwavering gazes fixed upon this spirited young lady.

Qiao Mu’s rhythmic bounds came to a momentary halt, her countenance assuming an expression of detached apathy as she ceased all movement.

Suppressing their grins, everyone’s lips twitched, stifling the imminent eruption of laughter.

Prince Mo cleared his throat delicately before inquiring gravely, “Qiaoqiao, did your advancement to the next level proceed smoothly?”

/Smooth? Of course, it was smooth!/, communicated through derisive glances, Duan Yue and the others exchanged mutual expressions of ‘you’re merely grasping at straws.’

With unwavering resolve, Miss Qiao nodded, “It went well.”

However, their enthusiasm stemmed not from this increment in her cultivation but from a more significant development.

Dottie had transitioned into the early adolescent phase of her growth.

In addition to this, her divine consciousness had also progressed, now attaining the second level.

Furthermore, her soul realm, stagnant for a considerable duration, had undergone advancement. Presently, the soul chapter within her Spirit Division Record had shattered the confines of the eighth layer, giving rise to an eighth branch meridian within her spiritual meridian network.

Yet, none of these accomplishments constituted Qiao Mu’s primary focus.

The crux of this advancement lay in the official transformation of her mystic enclave into a spiritual sanctum.

It should be noted that hitherto, her dantian’s mystic enclave had exhibited minimal alteration. After all, owing to the sapling’s nurturing influence, her dantian’s mystic enclave had diverged significantly from the norm. Its capacity had exceeded that of ordinary mystic cultivators by no less than a factor of ten to eight.

Consequently, even though her cultivation had ascended to the spiritual realm, her dantian’s mystic enclave had displayed no discernible signs of change.

However, the present was distinguished by the complete transmutation of her dantian’s mystic enclave.

Metamorphosing from an olive-sized mystic enclave, it had matured into a spiritual sanctum now akin to a child’s clenched fist.

This spiritual sanctum boasted the ability to accommodate spiritual energy at least a dozen times greater than its previous capacity.