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Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2126

"Sofia's here too?" Severin's eyes lit up as he chuckled. "Hehe. That's even better!"

At the end of his sentence, he unleashed a surge of spiritual energy and stopped Sheila from pushing him outside of the room. After Sheila was trapped in Severin's embrace, her face turned red when she sensed Severin's robust energy.

When Severin carried her into the room and secured the door with a defensive formation, she rolled her eyes and cursed softly at him, "You're... you're such a rascal."

Her shyness turned him on even more, and he carried her straight to the bathroom. Sofia was startled when they barged in suddenly, and she jumped up like a startled rabbit. "Sofia, Severin... what are you doing here..."

Sheila tried to explain. "He… this rascal here just came in..."

Before long, the bathroom echoed with muffled moans that peppered the night's still silence.

Dawn came, and the sun rose above the horizon and pierced through the window onto Severin's face. He was lying in between Sheila and Sofia, who were both using one bicep each as their bolster. A mischievous grin appeared on his lips as he recalled the unbridled passion that he enjoyed the previous night. He gently untangled himself from them and walked out of the room feeling refreshed.

He went to the courtyard and he warmed up with some boxing exercised before entering his training room. He took his seat on the Enlightenment Mat, and his eyes gleamed with anticipation as he retrieved the purple plaque that he acquired from Wildfire's ruins.

Two days soon passed, and it was only when Severin fully digested the intricacies of The Book of True Void Enlightenment that he decided to begin.

He formed intricate seals with his hands and ignited the power of heaven and earth within him. The golden ocean in his energy core churned and surged with newfound potential. A constant stream of spiritual energy was drawn into the powerful vortex, pouring in from all directions and enveloping Pearl Light Isle in a swirling mist.

Such phenomena had been occurring all too frequently, and the disciples from nearby mountains were so used to those disruptions that they barely batted an eyelid.

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