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Chapter 34 | Mira’s Mana Arms Manifesting
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Chapter 34: 34 | Mira’s Mana Arms Manifesting

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dexter’s eyes snapped open.

Not because of a sound, it was more like a ripple and then, a muffled, deep thump. Then another. Then a third.

They weren’t loud. Ordinary ears might have missed them entirely.

But Dexter’s senses weren’t ordinary. His Passive Talent kept a low, constant hum of awareness around him—even more so while he slept or cultivated.

It was an invisible net, ready to catch anything unusual. And right now, that net was vibrating.

Something had happened.

He stood up from the sofa in one quick motion, heart already thudding. The explosions had come from the girls bedroom.

He crossed the room in a few strides and shoved the door open.

And stopped.

All three girls were wide awake on the bed. Mana distorting the air around them like sun on heating up the asphalt. The explosions weren’t attacks—they were breakthroughs.

Lyra had jumped from Fourth Stage Awakening Realm to Fifth. Mira, same leap, and Selene, who’d been at Third Stage, now radiated the steady pulse of the Fourth.

Dexter just stared. Less than a day. He’d handed them the Grand Cosmos Scripture less than twenty-four hours ago, and they’d already found their Star Nodes, swallowed mana, and pushed through. The sheer talent was staggering.

Three pairs of eyes slowly opened and found him. For a heartbeat, Dexter forgot to breathe.

They were smiling. Really smiling.

Small, soft, unguarded smile with no hint of bitterness, nor coldness.

Just quiet happiness. It was the first genuine smile he’d seen from any of them, ever.

And in that moment, stripped of their usual hard expressions, they looked... beautiful. Not just pretty, they looked truly beautiful.

Then they noticed his stunned expression. They blushed as they closed their eyes and sank back into cultivation as if nothing had happened.

Mira glared at him and also continued cultivating.

Dexter stood there for a second longer. Then a quiet smile tugged at his own lips. They’re changing. Little by little.

He turned, walked back to the living room, and settled onto the sofa.

He wasn’t exactly falling behind.

He’d already located his first Primordial Star Node, right at his forehead. It sat there like a tiny gray ember, dormant.

Before filling it, he had to crack a mental barrier around it. Now, with the bedroom quiet again, he intended to do exactly that.

He folded his legs, closed his eyes, and began to move.

The Primordial Universe Star Scripture wasn’t just mental—it required slow, flowing body movements that guided mana in faster.

Muscles stretched, breath steadied, and the air stirred around him. Mana trickled toward his forehead. The gray node began to glow, slowly filling like a glass held under a faucet.

An hour drifted by.

"BOOM!"

A silent explosion detonated inside his skull. His body jerked as the gray node erupted into bright silver light, fully awake and flooded with mana.

Power flooded his limbs, muscles tightening, bones humming, blood racing. The barrier between stages shattered.

Eighth Stage Awakening Realm.

Dexter opened his eyes, clenched his fist, and grinned. One more step forward.

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A glance at the time: 5:00 a.m. They’d be leaving the hotel today.

The girls were still in their cultivation cocoons, so Dexter took care of packing. He folded Mira’s clothes neatly, tucked in Selene’s things, then Lyra’s.

Luggage lined up by the door. He spent another hour quietly stabilizing his new realm, then stood and entered the bedroom.

He gave a light clap. "Alright, time to wash up. We’re heading out soon."

They nodded and shuffled off. After Selene and Lyra were done, it was Mira’s turn.

Dexter helped her as usual—carefully washing her hair, drying her skin, then sorting through her clothes. He pulled out a soft summer dress dotted with sunflowers and held it up with a smile.

"This one."

Mira’s frown was immediate. "No."

He blinked. "No?"

She gestured with her head to another outfit lying nearby, much shorter, tighter, and cut low enough to make his eyebrows climb.

"That one."

Dexter saw it and was about to take it when his eyewes flashed.

He smirked and shook his head. "Nope. That’s way too short, and half your chest would be saying exposedto the world."

Mira grinned. "That’s exactly why I want it."

He lifted the sunflower dress higher. "No chance."

She glared at him angrily making her look really cute.

"I’m paralyzed. You have to listen to me."

Dexter gaze narrowed with a dangerous smile on his face.

"Oh? So you’re helpless now? Funny... didn’t you say, when we first met, you said I could do anything I wanted with you body right?"

Mira froze as she remembered the night of their wedding.

She gritted her teeth. "I was only joking."

Dexter shrugged. "I took it seriously. So, I’m putting this on you whether you like it or not."

Her cheeks flared red. "You—!"

But before he could even start, the air around them distorted as mana trembled through the void.

"I said I don’t want! "

Behind Mira, two mana circles appeared around her and then with a muffled bang, the rings expanded, undurling like wings and formed two spectral arms made entirely out of mana, floating behind Mira just above her shoulders, fingers flexing slightly as if alive.

The room fell absolutely silent.

Dexter stared at the arms, then at Mira’s shocked face. He blinked slowly, the sunflower dress still dangling from his grip.

"...Well. That’s new."

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