Chapter 153 - Long Lost Dream Achieved (2/2)

MF gulped her saliva. ”... Trying to achieve a higher limit in your first achievement. Truly, you're my proud creation.”

Primis was trying to create one of the hardest patterns to stabilize, the infinite-fourstrings.

Trying to push the other two strings while maintaining the condensed strings was as difficult as holding a paper on the wall, drawing with three crayons on it and doing it all with only one hand.

'A-almost done! Mommy—I mean, Master Ouroboros is watching me! Although Aunty Foel isn't here, I need to achieve this on my first try!!'

The repulsive force from the rather unstable energy began to fuse, just like a mini reactor. Its maw was trying to keep the other two strings from combining, burning and encapsulating the Ourarian with extreme heat. If not due to the rich amount of mana influence outside of the converting process, the mana shape would burst and explode.

Thanks to the 'Minor Overseer', MF was able to spectate what was going on. She cheered for Primis with all her heart, trying to ensure that her life would be different from her creator.

MF never had the chance to fully use her converted mana. She was able to convert mana in her first try the very moment she was introduced to the concept of cultivation. She created one of the most complex shapes for her first converted mana.

But all of her dreams were pulled down the drain the moment she didn't feel anything from her supposedly awakened miniature realm. Everyday since that moment, regret and self loathing filled her night with a desperate thirst for knowledge that was able to solve her issue.

To a young MF who thought that she couldn't do anything remarkable, it was a devastating revelation, a painful scar that perpetually won't heal.

But now, seeing Primis, who was a part of her, carrying her will and buried dream—MF's scar slowly healed inch by inch.

”HUWOOOOOO!”

A plasma discharged from Primis' body, trying to contain the unstable mana made by the spark of the exotic mana shape. A warm red pulse was released from her, and her miniature realm was born. It immediately established a connection to Primis' soul. Using all of her determination, she pushed the raging energy from the infinite-fourstrings shape into her barren and newborn miniature realm.

An Ad Infinitum Athenaeum.

What was left from the energy discharge of her very first stored mana, was a tear of happiness that was surging from her. At the very same time, MF was trying her best to not let her weepish crying overflow.

”Primis did it!” Tuli was agape, clenching her fist as the excitement overwhelmed her. ”Lord Ouroboros! She did it—”

MF immediately conjured her wings and snatched Primis from the ground. Rising sky high above the cloud, MF took out all of her frustration from the past into a proud crying, her lips were sour but not due to sadness, it was just too overwhelming for her.

Likewise, Primis did the same.

”MOMMYY! I-I DID IT!”

”YOU DID IT! YOU MADE IT! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!—HUEEEEE!!!”

”HUEEEEEEE!!!

The dance of celebration in the sky lasted for a while, before they descended into the ground.