Chapter 1: The Secret Revealed

  Kasa swallowed hard, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't say it out loud.

  Chu Yan kept looking at Mo Yuer, unable to say another word to retain her. From the moment he saw Mo Yuer for the first time, his gaze had been fixed on her. To a certain extent, he was quite familiar with Mo Yuer and could see the sadness in her eyes and her disappointment with Kan's fall.

  Chu Yan had no way to persuade Mo Yi'er to stay in such a situation and continue to grieve, he couldn't do it.

  "Mo Yi'er, how can you just leave like this? What will you wear? What will you eat? Where will you live? You..." Silly and carefree Xī Fǎng Nī was surprisingly able to think of so many things, it's really rare. The little black one in her arms also started crying, as if reluctant to part with Mo Yi'er.

  Mo Yi'er turned back, smiled at her and said: "Silk Fan Ni, don't worry about me. I have the strongest man by my side, and I also have a brain. Believe me, I will definitely make you see that I am living well."

  "Waaah~" Silkenie couldn't hold it in anymore, and like Xiao Hei, she burst into loud sobs. No matter what the reason was, Mo Yier was gone for good.

  He patted Silvia's shoulder, since the birth of Little Hei, he had changed a lot and became a responsible man. He comforted his woman, "Mo Yier is great, you have to believe in her, she will definitely get better."

  Indeed, most people in the tribe believed that Mo Yi'er would live a very good life no matter where she went.

  Mo Yu'er faded out of their sight amidst the numerous feelings of reluctance, heartache, bewilderment, love and pity, as well as the gaze of misfortune and good fortune.

  They walked at a slow pace, towards an unknown destination on a road, walking aimlessly forward.

  It wasn't until about half an hour later that nothing could be seen falling inside the pit anymore. Si Miao La finally spoke up, "Mo Yi Er, where are you planning to go? Do you have a goal in mind?"

  "Uh...not yet!" Mo Yier actually had no plans or arrangements for the future.

  "Oh, gods, I thought you had it!" Silmara rubbed her temples, worried for Mo Yuer and concerned about her own future path.

  "Hehe..."

  "Let's go back to Grandpa's place, Mo Yu!" Xiao Rong suggested, that was where he was born, and even though he didn't have much feelings now, he still had a special affection for that place, only he himself hadn't discovered it yet.

  "It's okay to go back and see Grandpa, but... we can't stay there forever, I have things I want to do." Mo Yier felt that she couldn't hide in the mountain top's utopia for her whole life. She wanted to establish a kingdom of her own, with her own tribe, her own family, and no longer need others to bestow affection on her.

  "Oh, whatever you want, Mo Yi'er. I'll accompany you no matter what." Xiao Rong had no opinion whatsoever; he had already forgotten how angry he was with Chu Yan a few days ago. Now his eyes and heart were all filled with Mo Yi'er, except for a small corner at the bottom of his heart where there was still a hint of expectation to see Grandpa. This was the sprout of his familial affection... In the future, he would have even more human emotions!

  "Oh, gods, I can't take it anymore! What am I supposed to do? Are you going somewhere and leaving the territory of the tribal alliance? That's a long, long way!" Silmara spoke out in discontent.

  "It's a very beautiful and mysterious place. And we have to fly over, Sila, are you sure you want to come with us?" Mo Yi'er was somewhat worried, the small ball of fluff's wings were exposed, Sila would definitely think too much about it. If they didn't expose them, they wouldn't be able to reach the mountain top paradise. And now she really needed to go back once, the seeds planted in the cave had gone bad, she needed to get some more, and also spider silk that could make a slingshot...

  "Fly? With your little wings? But there are three of us!" Sila looked at the big colorful wings, but no matter how she looked at them, they wouldn't be able to fly with three people.

  "Xīmòlā, you first tell me, are you sure to be with us? If so, you must promise me to keep some secrets!" Mòyìér said very seriously, making Xīmòlā also consider carefully. He clearly knew that he wanted to follow Mòyìér, best for a lifetime, and be her man.

  Then, Simula nodded: "Okay, I'm sure, I promise to keep the secret." Does he want to know Mo Yier's secret? There is a hint of excitement in his heart, and more curiosity.

  "Alright, listen up, actually... actually Xiao Rong is... Ah, just take a look yourself!" Mo Yier pointed to the back of Xiao Rong, and Xiao Rong understood, its golden wings emerging from its originally smooth back, its golden feathers emitting a faint golden light, just like the sun.

  Si Meng's mouth was agape as he never thought things would turn out this way, and until the massive wings unfolded before him, he couldn't snap back to reality.

  "Cough, Silmaria, you said you'd keep it a secret."

  "You, you guys? You're not divine beings or anything?" Sumela looked at the small fluffy ball that was emitting a golden glow all over its body, and thought this explanation seemed more plausible.

  But Xiao Rong didn't think being a deity was anything great. He rolled his eyes in distaste at his current appearance. "Haven't you heard of the Golden Lion? Aren't humans supposed to be afraid?"

  "What?" Sumala doubted whether she had misheard or not.

  "I'm the Golden Lion, what? Are you scared?" The little furball's playful heart was also stirred up, he had never seen the proud Silmara with such an expression before, and found it very amusing.

  "Unbelievable..." Silmara thought this world was too mysterious, making him a bit incredulous.

  "Hmph, cowardly humans."

  "Alright, little furball, I'm human too, saying that would make me angry." Mo Yier wrinkled her nose and flicked the little furball's forehead with her finger.

  "Mo Yu'er, how can you be the same? Grandfather said you came from where the gods live, and that you are a daughter of the gods."

  "I'm not that at all!" Mo Yier didn't like her current identity, and saying this would remind her of the fallen tribesmen within the clan, making her feel uncomfortable.

  "Alright, you say it's not, then it's not. I won't say that humans are cowardly from now on."

  "That's strange."

  While Mo Yuer and Xiao Rongqiu were talking, Si Mola finally accepted the fact that Xiao Rongqiu was a Golden Lion, but he wasn't afraid. Maybe it's because he got familiar with Xiao Rongqiu, or maybe he just didn't believe in the so-called legend. For Xiao Rongqiu, he only had special curiosity. "So where are we going? Is it the territory of the Golden Lions? Will there be many Golden Lions there?"

  "You guessed half of it right, that's the territory of the Golden Lions, but there are only two Golden Lions, and your tribesman, Chūfen is also there."

  "Oh! So you sent Yufen there! She hasn't been eaten already, has she?"