It was hard to believe what I was seeing. Above the sheet, there was a smooth, strong, long, and well-proportioned arm. At the front of the arm was a large hand with five long fingers, which faintly glowed in the night.

What, what's going on? I've cultivated into human form? But this seems a bit sudden. Shouldn't it take time? I don't think I've made any major breakthroughs lately, and I've been focused on taking care of Wan'er, without ever thinking about what I should become.

Perhaps this is just a dream; it only happens in dreams, it's impossible.

No, I need to examine myself first and figure out what exactly happened.

The little prince was nervous and dared not breathe loudly. He very carefully used one hand to lift Wan'er's shoulder and quietly moved his other arm, which was around Wan'er's head, away from under her.

The little prince almost held his breath as he reached for the blanket and carefully covered Wan'er with it before slowly getting up.

Without needing any light, his eyes could see his figure in the darkness. He moved his feet, first going to the window and closing it...

From what I can see, I am indeed in human form. Reaching out to touch the muscles of my lower abdomen, I feel they are firm and smooth. The little prince takes another deep breath and looks down at himself. He has a pair of long, slender legs that are not only strong and powerful but also graceful when he walks.

Turning back to the dressing table on the left side of the bed, as if sensing something, the little prince's heart raced, his mind pounding with a mix of anticipation and inexplicable fear.

He took small, slow steps, but the distance was so short that soon, a handsome young man appeared in the mirror. He had deep blue eyes, blue curly hair, a pretty face, and a hint of shyness in his deep eyes. His tall and impeccable figure was like that of a king standing against the wind.

However, after the little prince had excitedly examined his own body, his gaze finally fell on one part of his body, and he immediately blushed with embarrassment. "Why don't I have any clothes? How embarrassing!"

In her haste, she reached out to cover her face, but then realized it was inappropriate and quickly lowered her hand, covering her most sensitive areas. Looking back at the bed, thankfully, Wan'er was asleep.

Exhaling deeply, the little prince's confused mind gradually cleared.

After a soft sigh, he seemed to understand. It seemed that this was his first time cultivating a human form, and he couldn't yet wear clothes...

Looking around, all she could see were the sheets on the bed and Wan'er's clothes on the nearby stool...

"Awoo!" Just then, Wan'er, who was fast asleep, opened her mouth and uttered a muffled sound. As she moved her arm, she was turning over.

Oh no! If she sees this, not only will I be incredibly embarrassed, but it might also cause a misunderstanding.

The little prince didn't care about anything else. He reached out and picked up the white faux fur coat that Wan'er had taken off, quickly wrapped it around his waist, took a few steps back, and quietly hid in the corner, not daring to make a sound for a moment.

"Little Prince, where are you?" Wan'er turned around as expected, but her eyes remained closed. She habitually reached out her hands, groping around on the bed.

What should we do? In the past, Wan'er could only fall asleep peacefully if she could touch her own fur in this situation, but now, if she can't find herself, what if she suddenly wakes up...?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, the little prince trembled with fear. If she caught him in this state, not only would it be incredibly awkward between them, but the consequences would be unimaginable. No matter how he explained, he would be unable to clear his name, and how could he ever face Wan'er again...