"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle. I'll board first."
Mo Lin bent at the waist in thanks, then carried the beast and bird aboard ahead of the others.
Only after Mo Lin's gaze left Mo Wen did Mo Wen notice that he seemed to be holding two animals. However, Mo Wen felt that the more pressing matter was finding his father, Mo Teng, so he first sent someone into the forest to notify him.
After entering a cabin room, Mo Lin dropped into a chair. The little phoenix in his arms immediately sprang free, circled through the air a few times, then landed on the armrest. For a bird, being held in someone's arms was hardly comfortable.
Sitting in the chair, Mo Lin thought about the two things Winged Dragon had left him with:
The first was easy to understand. Winged Dragon had originally been a true dragon, and the four soul bones he possessed had been modified by her, making them a set of true dragon-type soul bones. Furthermore, Winged Dragon was the ancestor of the bird, beast, and dragon clans, with the closest affinity to dragons, and possessed the ability to assimilate other soul bones. However, it would be best to fuse dragon-clan soul bones. He just did not know whether soul bones from soul beasts that looked like Western dragons would work.
As for the second, Winged Dragon had told him not to cultivate according to this world's methods, but she had not given him any cultivation technique! And Primordial Qi was not something from this world either; it still followed this world's cultivation laws. Winged Dragon had merely described what she believed a complete cultivation system should look like—what was he supposed to do with that? How was that any different from leaving him completely in the