Chapter 15: The Power Has Grown Stronger

  Mo Yu didn't find a tree that she thought was sturdy enough in the end, and she walked back to the resting place with her head down, carrying the broken slingshot. She wasn't happy, and Xiao Rong could sense it immediately, so he quietly walked up to Mo Yu's side and gently nudged her calf with his head.

  Mo Yu'er stroked his head like a small fluffy ball from childhood: "Hmph, strange, strange."

  "Wow ~" Little Fluffball asked Mo Yier what was wrong, but Mo Yier didn't understand. An old man nearby raised an eyebrow and asked Mo Yier, "What's going on? You look so down in the dumps?"

  Mo Yi'er seemed to have forgotten about the events of the past few days, truly a good child who doesn't hold grudges. "My slingshot is broken again, and I couldn't find any suitable branches to make a new one." Actually, this wasn't a big deal, but Mo Yi'er always felt like someone was playing tricks on her - why did all the good branches break so easily?

  "How can't you find a suitable one? Isn't this one good enough? Or, would you like to use mine?" The old man fiddled with the extra-large tree branch in his hand and said to Mo Yier.

  Mo Yu'er didn't even lift an eyelid, her voice weak and powerless. "Grandpa, that one is too big, I don't have the strength to use it."

  "No strength? Are you sure? Come on and try!" As he said this, the old man understood something, and threw his oversized slingshot to Mo Yi'er.

  Mo Yu'er fiddled with it in her hand, absent-mindedly picked up a small stone and placed it randomly, just wanting to try it out. But as soon as she pulled the slingshot, she began to wonder why she couldn't pull this oversized slingshot at all before, but now it was easy to pull it to its limit? She lightly released her hand, and the stone flew out quickly, hitting a tree trunk more than ten meters away.

  What's going on here?

  The old man smiled with relief at the sight, it was worth his trouble to find it in the lake for half a day, and that thing was really effective. After several days of absorption and digestion, Mo Yier's strength had increased by several times!

  Mo Yu'er looked at the slingshot in confusion, pulled it again, and then looked at her own hand. She gradually understood that the problem didn't seem to be with the branch or the slingshot, but with her own hand. Suddenly, she raised her head and asked the old man with a smile: "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"

  "Try moving that stone." The old man didn't respond to Mo Yi's words, instead he told her to move the stone. But Mo Yi wasn't angry and didn't argue back, she really got up and went to move the stone.

  It was a stone of about 1 square meter, and Mo Yier surprisingly lifted it up with ease. If it were before, she would have been absolutely unable to do so. "This... Grandpa..." Mo Yier's emotions were complex, on the one hand guessing what was going on, on the other hand, she was thrilled, she also had a lot of strength now.

  "Haha!" The old man laughed even more happily, he wouldn't go to explain too much, just like when Mo Yi misunderstood him for not talking to her.

  "Grandpa, was it that disgusting thing you fed me a few days ago?"

  The old man nodded lightly, even in this magical mountain top, that thing was extremely rare, but he gave it to Mo Yi'er without any hesitation. He didn't have the slightest bit of reluctance or self-interest, for his grandson, he could give up anything. In his younger years, he hadn't been so considerate and caring towards his own son. According to Golden Lion's age, he was already long-lived, and it wouldn't be long before he passed away. Now, he could give everything for the sake of Little Fluffball.

  "Grandpa, I'm sorry!"

  "Hehe, what's the point of saying this! You're not used to using this strength yet, it's not that smooth when you use it, it'll be fine once you get used to it."

  "Mmm!" Mo Yier looked at her own hands again, and now her strength should be greater than Sang Zhen and Si Fen Ni. If she practiced diligently, maybe one day she would surpass Chu Yan too!

  Her strength suddenly increased, and Mo Yuer needed to be careful not to break things. Fortunately, there was nothing valuable here that she broke, just some wasted branches and the like. In any case, having great strength had its advantages - she made a slingshot as big as Old Man's, although it wasn't as powerful as his, but using this slingshot was more than enough, and so everyone's food supply increased greatly. Before long, everyone looked much healthier and plumper.

  Mo Yi'er counted on her fingers, it's been almost two months since she arrived here. It won't be long before she can leave this place and return to Chu Yan's side. Does he miss me?

  At the same time, in the cave below the mountain, all the tribesmen were wearing animal skin coats and chatting idly on the kang. Everyone was full and warm, unlike the usual cold days. They would go out to check the traps outside every few days, and there would be fresh meat to eat. Life had never been so comfortable before.

  But everyone didn't feel much happier, they were all thinking of one person, the one who made them have such a good life - Mo Yi Er.

  Everyone in the tribe was sleeping on the fire kang, and Chu Ge was no exception. He was whetting his stone knife on the fire kang, the blade emitting a cold light, and it was already extremely sharp. For several days, he hadn't spoken a word, even when his tribespeople tried to talk to him, he would only nod his head. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he hadn't said more than half a sentence in the past two months, let alone smiled. On the day Mo Yi'er was taken away by Jin Shi, he and Fan Ge searched frantically in the forest for many days, and other tribespeople also helped search during their spare time from hunting. But Mo Yi'er seemed to have vanished into thin air, and no matter how hard they looked, they couldn't find her.

  Chu Yan couldn't believe it, had he really lost Mo Yi like that? If not for the drastic changes in the tribe, he would have suspected that Mo Yi's appearance was just a dream of his own.

  "Leader, leader..." Suddenly, Yashi, who was on patrol outside today, shouted loudly outside the cave. Chu Yu looked up and put his stone knife back at his waist, quickly walking out, praying in his heart that they had found Mo Yi'er's trail. No matter what, they didn't believe that such a clever Mo Yi'er would be eaten by the Golden Lion.

  Yashi stood at the entrance of the cave, looking somewhat anxious. Chu Yan, who was usually stingy with his words, finally spoke up: "What's going on."

  "Leader, I and Ba Jin were patrolling the edge of the forest when we saw a group of people heading towards our tribe. They must not have been able to find the location of our cave, so they're searching everywhere. Ba Jin is keeping watch from a distance, and I've come to report." Ya Shi quickly explained the situation, then waited for Chu Huo's instructions.