My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner-Chapter 60 - 59 Ignition Illumination Great Realm Third Update!_1

60: Chapter 59: Ignition Illumination Great Realm (Third Update!)_1

60: Chapter 59: Ignition Illumination Great Realm (Third Update!)_1

After Little Loach had eaten the Hawk Tiger Beast, a familiar warmth spread through Owen Bertram’s body, travelling in a circle before finally settling in the lower abdomen’s Spiritual Cavity, merging with the Great Seal Apparition.

The spiritual energy supplied by a Tier-2 Demon Beast is immense, causing the Great Seal Apparition to swell and tremble, sending forth brilliant golden light within the Spiritual Cavity.

This golden light seemed substantial, like jade and water, and carried an indescribable mystery.

Owen Bertram felt surprised: What’s going on?

The radiance had extended beyond the spiritual cavity in his lower abdomen, spreading along his meridians like a spider web and illuminating the surrounding acupoints one by one.

Mysteriously, once these acupoints were illuminated, a tiny Spiritual Light Vortex formed within each of them, spinning on its own and refusing to extinguish!

Other acupoints were also ignited into “Spiritual Cavities.”

The massive warmth from the Hawk Tiger Beast fueled the golden light, igniting a total of eleven acupoints and transforming them into Spiritual Cavities.

Within them, the Spiritual Light Vortices burned like fire, seemingly everlasting.

It suddenly dawned on Owen Bertram: “This is…

the Second Level, Ignition Illumination!”

He had previously asked Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow about the steps required to break through to the Second Level.

The Chief Flag thought that he was “aiming too high.” However, without her “guidance,” he managed to advance on his own.

If Chief Flag knew about this, her expression would probably be incredibly entertaining – Owen Bertram couldn’t help but smile at the thought.

Little Loach seemed to have sensed it too and quietly stayed in the water without disturbing him.

Accompanying Owen Bertram’s advancement, a faint golden hue appeared on the scales of Little Loach, and it seemed that his two majestic whiskers had grown a little as well.

…

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow anxiously waited outside the village entrance, unable to avoid feeling both hopeful and anxious.

One moment she worried about Owen Bertram, and the next about the potential consequences if something went wrong with Abigail Turner.

Although she had some conflicts with Abigail Turner, Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow was inherently kind-hearted, not wanting Abigail to really die at the hands of a ghost.

Approaching noon, hurried hoofbeats could be heard.

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow’s eyes lit up: “That fellow Owen Bertram really is dependable.”

Indeed, Abigail Turner and her group arrived on horseback.

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow felt relieved, and went forward to greet them.

However, Abigail Turner and her group did not slow down.

Their horses sped past in front of her, raising a cloud of dust: “Prescott is escorting an important prisoner to the government office first!”

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow stood by the roadside, her heartfelt enthusiasm only rewarded with a mouthful of dust. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Looking utterly disheveled.

“Damn it!”

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow used a small spell to disperse the dust from her body, and began thinking: “Important prisoner?

I’ll ask Owen Bertram later.”

…

Owen Bertram spent the entire afternoon studying the Second Level.

From the Spirit Body Realm to the Ignition Illumination Realm, the changes seemed small—merely an increase in the number of Spiritual Cavities.

These Spiritual Cavities didn’t have any Heterotexts or Responsive Objects.

However, this was truly a qualitative improvement.

Owen Bertram sensed that even if he were to face his former self now, he would possess overwhelming strength.

This was the chasm between realms.

It seemed that the Ignition Illumination Realm was to transform all the body’s major acupoints into Spiritual Cavities filled with radiant spiritual light.

However, what was the opportunity for progressing from the Second Level to the Third Great Boundary?

“I still have to ask the Chief Flag, although she probably wouldn’t believe that I’ve already reached the Second Level.”

In the evening, Owen Bertram put away Little Loach and returned to the village.

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow, having grown impatient from waiting, waved excitedly from a distance when she saw Owen Bertram: “Owen Bertram, Owen Bertram!”

Owen Bertram walked over: “Chief Flag, do you need something?”

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow clenched her jaw: “What do you think?”

Owen Bertram slapped his forehead: “Oh, right, you want to ask about Prescott.

I rescued them.”

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow blinked, her long, curved eyelashes seemed very pretty: “That’s it?

That’s all you have to say?”

Owen Bertram nodded: “That’s all, what else could there be?”

Jumping up, Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow threw a punch through the air – such a shame she couldn’t hit Owen Bertram’s head: “You jerk, what about the details?

I’ve been waiting a whole day!

That annoying Abigail Turner even made me eat dust, and all I get is this?”

Owen Bertram couldn’t help but laugh.

In this world, some girls might seem like aloof goddesses when you first meet them.

If the interaction ended there, it would actually be a good thing.

She would leave a near-perfect goddess image in your heart.

However, once you get to know them better, you’ll gradually find that some goddesses turn into neurotic women…

wouldn’t that be disillusioning?

But marrying such a girl would probably be fun.

Seeing Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow so upset, Owen Bertram was actually afraid she might burst.

Look at her, like a pufferfish with her cheeks all puffed out, she might explode any moment!

“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you, is that not enough?”

He recounted the details, and Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow said: “Talk about how Abigail Turner and her dozen military officers were squeezed together into a lump inside the Repair Ghost’s body, their faces flattened like pancakes, and their bodies twisted.”

Astonished, Owen Bertram thought her focus seemed a bit strange.

Nevertheless, he fulfilled Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow’s twisted desire, describing in detail how Abigail Turner and her subordinates looked in their tormented state.

It made Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow’s large eyes curve into crescents that reached her eyebrows.

She relished the scene over and over in her mind, hoping it would bring her sweet dreams tonight.

Only when she had enjoyed herself enough did she react: “That annoying Abigail Turner, fearing I would share her credit, wasted no time in taking the Repair Ghost back to Waves Prefecture.”

In fact, there was another reason: the Repair Ghost was so terrifying that, even while confined in the cauldron, Abigail Turner felt uneasy and wanted to send it back as soon as possible.

“Well…

there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way.”

“Go, go.” Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow waved her little hand, then turned back to the cave with her arms folded, believing she had demonstrated her leadership style, but actually looking more like an old scholar.

Owen Bertram laughed and left as well.

On his way home, he realized that he had been sidetracked by Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow and forgot to ask about the Third Great Boundary.

He didn’t even know what the Third Great Boundary was yet.

At night, when the Commander’s Token arrived in the Ghost Zone, the King of Souls and his three subordinates reported gravely: “Honored Lord, a powerful ‘ghost catcher’ has appeared nearby.

He has a Chain Lock that easily captured those Tier-2 Ghost Beings on the outside.

Although we are not afraid, ghost catchers are like annoying adhesive plasters that are very troublesome once you get caught up with them.

These next few days, we’ll keep a low profile.”

It took a moment for Owen Bertram’s brain to connect the dots and realize that the ghost catcher referred to was himself.

He didn’t know how to respond, so the King of Souls and his men took his silence as tacit approval.