Chapter 31: Morning

Enzo smiled as he meditated, feeling his comprehension increase little by little.

He had gained his initial momentum with the help of the insights and Miya’s genuine Golden Heaven Flame.

The path to Level 2 was already open before him tonight.

Even though he tried to take things seriously and focus completely, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling.

This continued for two hours until he reached his first comprehension limit.

His eyes opened.

- First Stage: (Golden Heaven Flame: 5%)

Relying solely on his own comprehension, he had increased it from 2.5% to 5% in two hours.

That was incredibly fast.

With 5% comprehension, Spiritual Energy easily merged into his body.

He didn’t need to adjust his body at all because his body was already suitable for reaching Level 2.

All he had to do was wait for the process to complete.

He also realized that this room wasn’t an ordinary place either. It had a high density of Spiritual Energy, almost no different from the Spiritual Pool.

BANG!

After only half an hour, his spiritual aura exploded outward.

A breakthrough.

It wasn’t just his eyes. His entire body began radiating flames, although they were still mixed with Spiritual Energy.

However, it didn’t stop at 300.

His body continued absorbing and merging with Spiritual Energy with ease for another ten minutes.

[Level: 2]

[Spiritual Energy: 450]

Enzo’s eyes blinked when he saw that.

Although reaching Level 3 required 1,000 Spiritual Energy, reaching 450 was already incredible.

According to his estimation, if he reached 10% comprehension of the Golden Heaven Flame, he would be able to reach Level 3.

As for Level 4, he only needed 15%.

Every additional 5% comprehension after that would allow him to advance another level.

Only from Level 9 to Level 10 would he need to increase his comprehension from 40% to 50%.

’The next part will be harder,’ he thought.

Every additional 1% would be more difficult to achieve.

Phew!

He lay down with a smile that seemed to be holding back his laughter.

His eyes weren’t sleepy at all because of his excitement.

But when he closed his eyes, he still fell asleep.

And while sleeping, his smile grew even wider as he dreamed of dancing with Miya in front of the entire world.

"Huh!" When he woke up in the morning, he gasped for breath. His heart was pounding heavily.

He shook his head, immediately got up, and went to the bathroom. He took a quick shower with plenty of soap, but didn’t stay there for long.

He then put on a pair of long jeans and a black polo shirt before tidying his hair with some hair oil.

Compared to yesterday, when he had been wearing makeup, his appearance was certainly less striking. However, he didn’t feel inferior because of it.

On the contrary, when he appeared naturally, there was an elegance that could only truly be noticed when seen up close.

He went downstairs to the first floor, but it was empty. He didn’t see his wife.

Of course, he wasn’t in any hurry to leave since the sun hadn’t fully risen yet.

He went into the kitchen to cook for himself.

He made rice, then fried it with a little oil, eggs, pieces of meat, and various spices.

It was an Asian dish he liked.

As it cooked, the aroma of the various spices spread through the air.

"You woke up early!" While he was frying the eggs, he finally heard Miya’s voice.

The woman was already standing at the kitchen door, still wearing the dress from last night, her hair flowing freely down her back.

She walked toward him while he continued cooking.

When she reached him, she immediately hugged him from behind.

"I’m very happy to have a husband who knows how to cook," she said.

"Really?" Enzo asked, swallowing nervously.

He could feel the softness of her breasts against his back. It was an indescribable sensation.

"I used to enjoy swimming, cooking, and fishing. But I only did those things when I was young. As time passed, my focus shifted entirely to cultivation. I suppose I was never meant to spend my time on worldly things," Miya replied.

After saying that, she finally released Enzo from her embrace.

Instead, she prepared two cups and brewed coffee mixed with milk.

"Do you want some extra sugar?" she asked.

"Just a little," Enzo replied.

He felt touched seeing her do that.

Once everything was ready, Miya carried it to the dining table.

Enzo quickly placed an egg on each plate and brought them to the table.

Miya was still standing even though she had arrived first.

She smiled at Enzo as if giving him a certain signal.

In the end, Enzo sat down first, and Miya sat on his lap.

"You eat first. I can eat by myself later. I know you want to go home," Miya said.

She held one plate and its spoon, scooped up some fried rice, and brought it to Enzo’s mouth.

Without needing to use his hands, Enzo wrapped one arm around the woman’s waist but didn’t move any further, worried that the sensation might make her drop the plate because it tickled.

At most, he used his other hand to drink.

He ate enthusiastically. The food tasted a thousand times more delicious to him.

Miya had no choice but to feed him quickly.

Before long, the fried rice was completely gone, without even a single grain remaining.

"By the way, there’s something I want you to buy when you go home later," Miya said.

"What is it?" Enzo immediately asked, his eyes lighting up.

An opportunity. This was an opportunity.

It seemed he might have been worrying too much. There were actually plenty of opportunities to give Miya something. He simply couldn’t think of them himself.

"Ten dolls. Any kind of dolls, but preferably large animal plushies," Miya replied, and Enzo froze, desperately holding himself back from spitting out the coffee in his mouth.

What did she just say?

Did she want dolls?

"Ehmm..." Miya cleared her throat.

"Don’t misunderstand. I’ve been studying a puppet-control technique, and I gained a certain insight that might allow me to strengthen the puppets I control, even if they’re just ordinary dolls. That’s why I need some ordinary dolls to experiment with," she explained.

Only after hearing that did Enzo finally relax.

Of course, he had no problem if Miya genuinely wanted dolls, but it was difficult not to laugh.

"I’ll buy them later..." He nodded.

Suddenly, Miya placed a credit card in his hand.

"Keep that for your shopping. The PIN is our wedding date. Although my wealth is limited, the bank doesn’t give me a borrowing limit."