My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!
chapter-61

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“What is this???” Ghost Saber hastily circulated his mystic energy to attempt to ward off the flames, however, the mystic energy around him was incinerated into nothing by the roaring hot flames in an instant.

Ghost Saber and the other people’s figures were instantly exposed to the fire. Before they could recover from their fear, they could smell the scorching scent of burnt flesh.

What made them fall further into terror and despair was that this burnt smell did not come from elsewhere. It was the scent of their own flesh being burned.

Ghost Saber instantly turned into a walking fire. Wearing an outfit of intense fire, he dazedly flung his arms crazily and dashed around madly, running straight into several unlucky disciples from Ghost Sect.

However, the heavenly fire that descended from the sky instantly engulfed everyone into a sea of flames. No matter how they struggled and screamed, it was to no avail.

Qiao Mu’s expression was still fairly calm as she observed from the side. She slightly looked up at the pleased Crown Prince Lian.

This punk was truly not what he seemed. He was incomparably vicious in his every strike, but he was draped with a skin that was elegantly handsome like a celestial—what an actor!

However, in consideration of how he handled these dolts, Qiao Mu felt like today’s Crown Prince was more pleasing to the eye than usual.

Anyhow, this lad had saved her life today, so she will consider them even since he previously smacked her bum and flattened her “old pride”!

With a point of his finger, Mo Lian extracted a flying hemp rope from the fire, and a smile appeared on his lips. “It turns out it’s the Spirit Binding Rope. This toy was quite useful.”

The child naturally took the rope and frankly confiscated it, stuffing it into the folds by her chest and taking it as hers.

Mo Lian could not help but smile. This child was truly adept at silently taking treasures. Every time she did something bad, her face would be stoic with a deadpan manner. It was truly adorable to look at.

He could not resist squeezing the little guy’s bony cheeks, resulting in a certain child’s displeased glare.

Slap! She forcefully slapped away his hand. Then, she suddenly recalled the poor youth, Duan Yue. He couldn’t have possibly been… swallowed by the sea of flames, right?

After all, that poor thing did save her just now.

Qiao Mu twisted her body and turned half a circle, her gaze browsing for traces of Duan Yue in the brilliantly red sea of flames.

However, besides where Crown Prince Lian and she stood, fire encroached every spot in the stone forest, and the visibility was very low. After searching for half a day, Qiao Mu was still unable to discover Duan Yue. Her dainty brows involuntarily furrowed.

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“Don’t worry, that lad from the concealed weapons patrician family can protect himself. He escaped long ago.” Mo Lian turned her face back toward him. “Let’s go home.”

They should go home. This delay probably cost her a whole night, so her mother was likely fraught with worry.

Qiao Mu cast down her eyes and subconsciously peered into her dantian. To her surprise, she saw the Heart of Paradise that she swallowed being embraced by two intertwining branches of the sapling, its hold on it oddly tight.

Qiao Mu blink and attempted to use her mystic energy to force the sapling to ‘release’ it. Who knew the sapling would fling out several soft twigs and firmly hold the bead, unwilling to let go.

It even had a willful mind of its own! Qiao Mu angrily retracted her mystic energy. She could not comprehend why such a strange sapling would grow inside her dantian.

Was there really not a problem with this type of dantian? It won’t hinder her proper path of cultivation, right?

That would not do, she must try again. Qiao Mu held her breath and drew out a majority of the mystic energy stored in her mystic meridians before transferring it into her dantian and trying to snatch the Heart of Paradise from the sapling.