My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!
chapter-714

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Qiaoqiao!” After Mo Lian burned several close-combat demonic cultivators to death with his purple blaze, he raised his head and saw his Qiaoqiao zipping downwards from the strength of the burly village chief’s self-detonation, straight into a crevice where the bottom couldn’t be seen.

Mo Lian promptly felt his heart trembling in terror, and he jumped up, swiftly dashing for Qiao Mu.

“Qiaoqiao.”

Qiao Mu only had time to console him with “I’m fine,” before an attractive force had already dragged her into the crevice in the blink of an eye.

Mo Lian! Qiao Mu’s heart jolted heavily.

The rumbling sound of gushing groundwater entered her ears. Subsequently, she seemed to see some round thing also dropping into that crevice along with her.

Bam! Qiao Mu dropped completely into the ice-cold but expansive groundwater. She followed the direction of surging groundwater, which unexpectedly seemed to flow down limitlessly towards the depths of the earth.

“Qiaoqiao.” With several leaps, Mo Lian swiftly landed at the edge of the crevice that Qiao Mu had dropped into.

He turned his head and coldly issued an order to Huifeng and company who had arrived closely behind him. “This place, spare no one.”

Afterwards, he didn’t even turn around and directly jumped into the crevice with a bam, allowing the surging groundwater to wash him away.

“Your Highness!” Huifeng paled in shock, and he turned around to command his subordinates, “You guys stay here and deal with everything cleanly.”

When he finished speaking, he also jumped into the crevice after Mo Lian.

The remaining several dozen nimble black-clothed youths immediately scattered, each of them pursuing after those demonic cultivators like wolves and tigers.

The demonic cultivators were already weary from fleeing for their lives, yet who would have imagined that a wave of fiends would suddenly appear and start reaping their lives without a second word.

The ground continued to quake and split open, and quite a few demonic cultivators were sucked inside the crevices in moments of carelessness.

The young people of the Hidden Night Pavilion were presently carrying out a mechanized extermination during this long night.

While on the other end, Qiao Mu, after dropping into the crevice and flowing downwards along with the rumbling groundwater, felt her body hurt somewhat from the water resistance, and so she involuntarily mobilized her mystic energy to protect her body.

“Masta, you don’t need to worry. This water stream won’t harm you. Try assimilating it, not resisting it. Try it, Master!” The water child’s soft and adorable voice abruptly rang out in her mind.

Assimilate? The water child’s words enlightened Qiao Mu. She was originally an intelligent person, able to think things through with only a hint. Immediately, she silently mobilized her mystic energy and attempted to fuse with the surrounding water stream.

With this attempt, she could sense the surrounding water sprays flowing cheerfully, bunch by bunch, gently caressing her skin like mischievous fairies.

The water resistance quietly disappeared. Since she had assimilated essence water, she naturally possessed a greater affinity with the water spirit than anyone else.

Soon, the gushing water stream wound around her body in a circular shape.

Only

Qiao Mu gently poked it with an outstretched finger.

As the icy water stream circled around her finger, it unwittingly formed a transparent membrane around her body.

This water membrane layer fit snugly on top of her skin, and it shrunk and expanded along with the movement of her limbs with extreme ease.

This was… a water spiritual barrier, right.

She had once roughly skimmed through the usage of the water spirit in the Spirit Division Record’s technique chapter.

At that time, however, she was only able to exercise simple control over one or two small brooklets, so she didn’t meticulously look through this technique.

How would she have imagined that she’d have an epiphany by chance, without rhyme or reason, while submerged in a torrent.