Chapter 19: Transformation into Human Form

  In the blink of an eye, it's already 'spring' warm 'flowers' open. Mo Yi'er counted the days, gradually becoming restless. Xiao Rongqiu didn't sleep as much as usual today either. He faced the morning light and opened his golden eyes. With a majestic lion's roar, he startled Mo Yi'er and Lao Tou who were still dreaming, as well as Cai Feng'er in the nearby grass.

  Mo Yi'er's sleepy eyes stared at the small fluffy ball. Today it was different.

  The old man looked at his grandson and knew that the moment had finally arrived. He was excited, yet still filled with lingering sadness. "It's time," he said to Little Fluffball.

  "Ao wu~" The little ball of fluff let out a loud roar, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle in response. Mo Yier also seemed to sense that today was a special day. She turned her head and looked at the old man, finding the answer in his expression.

  The orange-colored sun slowly rose, casting a layer of golden light on the earth. The golden lion closed its eyes, welcoming the golden light, and almost all of its fur was trembling. Mo Yi'er stared at it tightly, afraid to miss even a single detail. But the golden lion that was about to transform was so dazzlingly beautiful, like the radiant sun, making it impossible for people to look directly at it. A burst of brilliant light suddenly erupted from its body. Golden wings instantly unfolded, covering its physical form in the radiance. After a brief moment, a naked and handsome man was born before Mo Yi'er's eyes.

  The little fluffball slowly retracted its golden wings and hid them behind its back. Then... "Ahhh..." Mo Yuer cried out a few times, hurriedly covering her eyes. One must not look at something improper. But what's with the saliva on this lip?

  She had fantasized about the golden lion's human form many times, but she never thought it would be so beautiful. The 'fine' details were as if carved by a knife. The golden pupils contained endless radiance. The lips were red like blood, making one want to take a bite. The most deadly thing was that body without any beastly skin, perfect to the point of being flawless.

  Moyi'er's performance made Xiao Rongqiu nod in satisfaction, and then he transformed his own lion-like fur into a beast skin and wore it on himself. Then, barefoot, he walked closer to Moyi'er and whispered: "Master, are you still satisfied with me?"

  Mo Yi couldn't help but sneak a peek through his fingers. Seeing that he was no longer naked, he put his hand down and said, "Cough, not bad, you don't look too terrible."

  "As long as the master doesn't dislike it, that's fine." Don't look at Jin Shi being in a lion's body and roaring extremely shockingly. But after transforming into a human form, this voice is gentle and rich with magnetism. It sounds incredibly good.

  Mo Yu'er hastily shook her head. How could she possibly dislike him? She would be a fool to dislike him. Unbelievable! A lion's mane had transformed into such a handsome man. Especially that golden-colored long hair, when his wings weren't folded back, he looked just like an angel. Cough cough, a naked male angel.

  The old man walked over, circled around his grandson, and nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, you can all go down the mountain tomorrow. It's also the time for grasses and trees to sprout at the foot of the mountain." The old man's gaze drifted away, with a hint of nostalgia. When he was young, he liked to fly down the mountain to watch human life, sometimes scaring them or killing a few bad people, playing pranks on them - all things he had done before. But now, he was old and could no longer fly, probably unable to go down the mountain again.

  When it comes to going down the mountain, Mo Yier's heart is filled with a strong reluctance to part. She looks at the old man. The three of them have lived together for several months. Although they occasionally quarrel, they also have feelings for each other. She has already regarded him as her grandfather. "Grandfather, come down the mountain with us."

  "No, you go ahead. Grandfather is old." The old man said with a smile, but in his heart he let out a sigh. As a golden lion, his days were numbered. Although it wasn't time to fall leaves and return to one's roots yet, he felt that he should die at the top of this magical mountain where he was born. Here, he could still maintain some lifespan. If he went down the mountain, he would probably leave sooner. "Nothing much, don't come back again. If you have a little golden lion, bring him back to see me." This was a kind of expectation, an expectation for his descendants.

  Mo Yu'er's face involuntarily turned red, and then she felt a chill run down her spine. She was expected to give birth to a lion cub, but she had no intention of doing so. It was too terrifying.

  "Grandfather, don't mention this now. Mo Yu'er is still just my master." Xiao Rong said hastily, discovering the fluctuations in Mo Yu'er's emotions. He had been following Mo Yu'er for so long, but he knew that there were several other rivals around. If he wanted Mo Yu'er to accept him as an outsider, it would be very difficult.

  "Alright, I won't say anything more. You all handle these matters yourselves. There's still one day left. Didn't Moyi want to bring some things down the mountain? Prepare them. If it weren't for Moyi having said so before, the old man would have definitely chased them down the mountain today. But he has become much gentler than in his youth. Many things will be considered for Xiaorong and Moyi, which is why we have this situation today."

  Mo Yu'er nodded. In this sorrowful atmosphere of parting, she began to pack up her things.

  A large animal skin bag of sunflower seeds. A large animal skin bag of non-sticky elastic spider silk. And some fruit seeds. It's not clear whether they can germinate or not. But look at those spider silks, there aren't any down the mountain. They will be used up sooner or later. How about... "Little Fluffball, let's go catch a spider and bring it down the mountain, what do you think?"

  Moyi's words, Xiao Rongqiu couldn't oppose anywhere. Compared to Chu Yan having no way to refuse Moyi in his heart, Xiao Rongqiu was completely obedient to Moyi. No matter what he said, even if it meant death, he wouldn't hesitate for a moment. In Chu Yan's heart, there were still his younger brother and his clansmen, but in Xiao Rongqiu's heart, there was only Moyi. Grandfather and the like were all just fleeting clouds.

  "Go, go! I'm going to the woods. You all leave directly tomorrow." The old man turned his back on Mo Yier and waved his hand. He didn't like that farewell atmosphere. He decided to slip away now.

  Mo Yi'er opened his mouth, but in the end only said: "Take care."

  Caught a spider, packed it in a beast skin bag. After messing around for the whole day, Mo Yi'er finally finished packing all the things to bring along. There were quite a few of them. Mo Yi'er tied up all these beast skin bags and planned to have Cai Feng'er carry them tomorrow. As for himself, he intended to ride on Xiao Rong Qiu to go down the mountain.

  She thought so. Xiao Rong was naturally happy. He didn't want to miss any opportunity to get close to his master. "Master, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

  "Hmm." Mo Yier smiled and responded. Such a handsome guy calls himself his master. It feels so comfortable. Everyone, imagine the scene of Mo Yier giving birth to a little golden lion, haha, it's so thrilling...