"Are you a person?" Mo Lian flicked his sleeve, brushing all these little ones to the side.
He sat down on the side of the bed and caressed Qiao Mu's forehead, his eyes worried. "Qiaoqiao, you're too reckless."
Qiao Mu blinked as she gazed at him quizzically. When she caught a glimpse of the little treant who was hiding next to a cabinet, she had a hunch.
"I thought you were only forging your skeleton from a mortal one to a mystic one. I didn't expect you to have actually consumed a divine-rank pill."
Qiao Mu promptly peered at the little treant who had snuck behind the cabinet and was looking at her guiltily.
It went without saying that it was the handiwork of this gremlin.
Like she said, this little fellow was unreliable! Sure enough, he wanted her to reach the heavens in a single bound!
