My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! Chapter 1782 - Explosive Cultivation Surge

Chapter 1782 Explosive Cultivation Surge

The pangolin had already helped You Hui block the bloodfire phoenix, the little fat squirrel, and the snow leopard’s three-p.r.o.nged attacks multiple times earlier.

Afterwards, Qiao Mu’s all-out ferule strike tore its skin and flesh. Now that You Hui threw it away without any consideration, it crashed to the ground with a moan. It did not have the strength to get up again after that.

Qiao Mu turned her head. When she saw that the pangolin did not even have the strength to flip back onto its belly, she couldn’t help but become enraged.

“You are simply less than a brute!”

Earlier, Qiao Mu had already constrained You Hui with immobilization talismans. That was why she had truly put her full strength into that ferule strike.

If the pangolin hadn’t protected its master, You Hui would already be dead now.

Yet what made people’s jaws drop was that the pangolin’s loyalty only resulted in its master’s indifference and fury.

On what basis were you censuring your contract beast when you had nearly lost your life?

There was no use for this kind of thankless ingrate with no sense of morality to exist.

Qiao Mu gave a scoff. She then swung her ferule, and that cl.u.s.ter of fire instantly glowed brightly. The color started turning an indistinct purple. “Ah!!” You Hui suddenly howled furiously. The clothing covering his upper body immediately burst apart from a surging current of spiritual energy. He suddenly threw back his head and laughed out loud like a madman. “My, my cultivation has multiplied, hahahahaha, hahahahahahaha!!” His crazed and wild laughter clearly reflected his complacency at this moment.

After the pangolin sacrificed its life to block that attack for him, You Hui finally digested that miracle drug from earlier. His cultivation instantly spiked by several levels.

“Hahahahaha!” It truly was too euphoric to see his own cultivation soaring upwards as if he was riding a dragon. You Hui couldn’t resist breaking up in boisterous laughter. He then turned to Qiao Mu and spoke to her in a contemptuous tone, “Do you know what I am feeling right now?” “The feeling of death encroaching on you.” Qiao Mu’s nonchalant reply poured a bucket of cold water on You Hui at once, which also snuffed out his ecstatic expression.

“Bullsh*t!!” You Hui broke out into curses. “I feel terrific right now! Look, just look! Hahahahaha! My cultivation has risen from level-three spiritual cultivation to level six. It’s still going, going, going, hahahahaha, I’ve become a level-nine spiritual cultivator! I’m about to break through to level 10! D*mn girl, you’re not going to kneel and beg for mercy?”

“Have you seen a normal person begging a dead person for mercy?” Qiao Mu sn.i.g.g.e.red with a cold and merciless jeer. “You think it’s a good thing for your cultivation to surge like this?”

You Hui creased his brows. He subconsciously did not want to listen to Qiao Mu’s words.

But neither could he resist wanting to know what Qiao Mu was going to say.

“What do you mean?”

However, Qiao Mu was not interested in explaining that much to an idiot.

Advancing one’s cultivation was supposed to be a gradual and sequential process. Those cultivators whose foundations relied on normal pills could not be compared to those who worked tirelessly to improve themselves. Much less this shoddy special drug You Hui used to rapidly advance his cultivation.

From the looks of it, his cultivation had increased to level nine, but in reality?

This was only an ephemeral joy, just like how it was impossible to get satiated on illusions.