My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Duan Yue looked closely and saw that misshapen tree that attacked them in the icebound snow territory following behind the little treant.

"This is sacred wood." Mo Lian gestured with his eyes at the fellow that pounced on the little ermine's body while sobbing. He subconsciously rubbed his temples.

"This is Qiaoqiao's spiritual domain, Paradise Planet." Mo Lian beckoned to him.

Duan Yue looked around in wonder. He followed Mo Lian to a peach tree and naturally shifted his gaze to Qiaoqiao, who was lying there beneath the tree.

At this time, a transformation was also happening to the little ermine's body

Qiaoqiao's soul left the little ermine's body on its own. It floated in mid-air and continued cultivating its spiritual conscious with half-lidded eyes.

After she devoured the great void gem's core from before, her spiritual conscious broke through multiple ranks. However, there was still some distance to the divine realm.

As a result, every time the ermine fell asleep, Qiaoqiao's soul would slip out to temper its spiritual conscious.

Duan Yue had a complicated look while observing the little fellow's tranquil slumber.

"Why isn't her soul returning now that her body is also here?" Duan Yue couldn't help asking.

He looked up to see Mo Lian furrowing his brows. It seemed like the latter was also contemplating this problem.

The little treant quickly chimed in. "I know why."

The two men directed their gazes to him at the same time.

The little treant felt immense pressure. He waved his branches and hastily explained, "That is because the soul-separation curse had been programmed to conclude this process of cultivating the spiritual conscious outside the body only when Master's spiritual conscious advances to the divine realm."

In other words, this so-called practical training would only end when Qiaoqiao upgraded her spiritual conscious to divine conscious?

The two men looked at each other in dismay.

"She put the soul-separation curse on herself??" Duan Yue silently twitched his mouth. He felt like there was probably a comical story behind this soul-separation curse…

The little treant nodded solemenly but then reminded, "But I advise you both not to mention this in front of her."

The two men simultaneously: …

"Master will definitely not admit it!!" The little treant hopped up. He waved his branches while pacing in a circle in front of them. "I'll just say this! Master will definitely not acknowledge you two in this kind of state! You guys best not do anything foolish! If you injure my master's pride, my masta will definitely ignore you for more than a year!"

The two of them: …

You don't need to say this. We actually already know!

The little treant looked at them sternly as his small black eyes shone on his tree trunk. "Let me teach you guys a trick! Master is about to wake up! Just pretend not to know her! You can just act standoffish!"

The two of them: …

They looked at each other and both felt that this treant in front of them was a bit unreliable.

The little emperor darling was so particular about receiving attention. Would being standoffish truly be well-received?

"Then you tell us an estimate of how long it will take for Qiaoqiao to break through to the divine realm." It wouldn't take three to five years, right! When Mo Lian thought of the possibility that he would have to call an ermine his wifey for years, he felt extremely bitter. His mouth also started jerking.

The little treant waved his branches and reassured heedlessly, "You guys don't have to worry about this! Qiuqiu has divined…"