Chapter 27: Honey

With just that small amount of comprehension, Enzo was already able to transform his Spiritual Energy into flame, even if it only accounted for around 10% of the Spiritual Energy he released.

That alone was quite threatening to Level 3 Spiritual Warriors and below, who generally relied on their physical strength enhanced by the presence of Spiritual Energy within their bodies.

Enzo stepped out, patting down his clothes.

Eva was sitting with her eyes closed when he arrived outside, meditating in the way people commonly did while carrying out a job like hers.

She hadn’t become completely immersed in her meditation, so her eyes opened when Enzo appeared.

She quickly stood up.

Enzo didn’t stop for her and immediately walked toward the main residence.

Eva didn’t follow because once he was inside the house, her duties were essentially put on hold.

As soon as he entered the house, Enzo saw his wife still wearing her casual dress.

The difference was that her hair was tied up in a slightly messy bun.

She was staring intently at a cup filled with purple liquid that emitted steam.

She only stopped when she noticed Enzo, placing the cup on the table.

Enzo walked toward her, his mood instantly brightening when he saw her smile.

He suppressed his awkwardness, sat beside her, and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"What are you doing?" Enzo asked.

"Practicing, of course..." Miya immediately returned his embrace.

The purple liquid was probably something that helped her comprehend her technique.

Enzo didn’t ask anything else. He kissed her dimpled cheek.

It wasn’t that he no longer felt awkward, but his desire pushed him to do it.

As he kissed her cheek, he hugged her more tightly.

His hand unconsciously slipped down to her thigh through the opening of her dress.

Her skin was incredibly soft and smooth.

Miya then shifted her face until she was looking directly at him.

Naturally, Enzo immediately kissed her lips.

He gently brushed his tongue against her sweet lips.

His head felt as though it were burning.

This was beyond the peak of glory.

Even with strength, without fate, there was no guarantee he could ever obtain something like this—a sensation he could never experience with some random beautiful woman.

Even if he had no strength at all, he had already made the entire world jealous of him.

At this point, his other hand began to reach for her chest, which fit surprisingly well in his palm.

Because she was wearing a loose dress, he could feel her warmth clearly. Perhaps she wasn’t even wearing a bra anymore.

When he touched her chest, something seemed to change in Miya’s eyes.

It clearly wasn’t anger. Perhaps she was simply experiencing a certain sensation.

Enzo became bolder. He gently squeezed her breast and immediately felt the woman’s warm breath.

She was clearly enjoying it.

Their tongues met, gently brushing against each other.

Enzo’s lips then moved down to her pale neck, kissing and gently licking it, causing her to breathe more heavily.

"Honey," she whispered softly as she pressed down on his head.

Enzo’s eyes lit up when he heard that.

Finally, she was calling him that.

Enzo felt deeply loved by her.

But when his lips moved farther down from her neck toward her shoulder and he was about to push down the strap of her dress, the woman suddenly stopped him.

Enzo was naturally quite shocked.

However, when he looked at Miya’s face, the woman was actually smiling.

"To be honest, I’m still a little afraid," she said.

Hearing that, Enzo froze, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I definitely want it, but perhaps I can’t do it right away," Miya continued.

"Hehehe, that’s normal..." Enzo nodded with a chuckle.

Although Miya was well into adulthood, she had no romantic experience.

It was simply a desire that had been buried deep inside her.

She had only just begun her romantic life today.

At least now, she knew what it felt like to hug and kiss a man.

But intimacy was naturally another level of romance, because it involved removing one’s clothes, revealing what was hidden, and becoming physically intimate.

"If I’m not mentally prepared yet, I’m afraid it might fail," she added.

"Fail?" Enzo asked in confusion.

"Hey, don’t assume my body is the same as an ordinary woman’s. It has its own defenses. Every body naturally has some form of self-defense, but you know that I’m extremely powerful among humans."

"That’s true..." Enzo found it difficult to suppress his laughter.

"Then where am I going to sleep?" Enzo asked.

"Of course, in my room," Miya replied.

When Enzo looked confused, the woman added, "Don’t think I sleep at night. Of course I cultivate. But at my level, I cultivate in a special place. I only actually sleep occasionally."

"I see..." Enzo nodded in understanding.

"You can be patient, right, honey?" Miya asked.

"I’ve only just started something like this too. Of course I can be patient." Enzo gently stroked her soft dark-purple hair.

As he said that, the woman kissed his cheek.

"I heard you chose the Three Heaven Flame Technique. I was surprised to learn that you obtained it without disguising your aura," Miya said.

"It really is surprising..." Enzo replied.

"I’ve mastered the First and Second Stages of that technique."

Her words only shocked Enzo even more.

Then, the woman suddenly took out an ancient-looking glass bottle.

She inserted one finger into it, and a brilliant golden flame suddenly appeared inside the bottle.

When Miya pulled her finger out, the bottle sealed itself tightly again.

"You’ll be able to feel its heat while meditating. By sensing the heat, you can comprehend it more quickly. It’s only warm right now, but it will become hotter as your strength grows," she explained as she placed the bottle in his hand.

"Thank you!" Enzo said, hiding his awkward feelings.

Just like that, the woman had already given him something that helped his cultivation, while he, who was trying to obtain rewards from the System, still hadn’t been able to think of anything he could give her.

"As your wife, of course I want you to become stronger..." Miya giggled as she caressed his cheek.

"By the way, I want some toast tonight, but I want you to make it for me."

Enzo’s eyes blinked when he heard that.

’What is with this spoiled behavior?’

But wasn’t this an opportunity to give her something?