What does it feel like to ride a dragon through the sky?
Honestly, Mo Li didn’t think much of it.
The cold wind up high, mixed with icy shards slapping against his face, felt like pure torture.
He’d rather fly by himself, even though he hadn’t grown dragon wings yet.
Sure, it was novel—after all, this might be the only time in his life he’d ever travel on a dragon, a creature straight out of myth.
But it was also seriously uncomfortable.
As for Emilia and Aurora beside him, they didn’t even count.
Neither of them were human, so they could use their bloodlines to keep warm.
Mo Li was the unlucky one here, with nothing to help him but his cloak, huddled in the back, chewing on ice.
Aurora was admiring the scenery along the way, while Emilia spent the whole trip watching Mo Li struggle.
“Mo Li, you look pretty miserable,” Emilia said, smiling sweetly at him, clearly enjoying his discomfort.
Wasn’t that obvious? This sadistic princess was as black-hearted as ever! Mo Li ignored her, pretending not to hear.
“Are you cold~?” Emilia propped her chin on her hand, looking at Mo Li with a teasing glint in her eyes.
Mo Li still didn’t say anything.
“If you’re cold, you can come closer to me,” Emilia said, spreading her fiery phoenix wings and fanning him.
“Or, you could be more direct and just throw yourself into my arms,” she added, smiling as she opened her arms to him.
“No need, I’m not cold,” Mo Li replied.
No way—if he actually hugged her, he’d probably get burned to ashes.
He knew all too well how much Emilia hated men.
He wasn’t about to mistake her teasing for affection just because she’d messed with him a few times.
Mo Li understood this woman perfectly.
To this wicked phoenix princess, men were just toys for her amusement.
In other words, she was just curious and confused because, after being chased by men her whole life, she’d finally met one who wasn’t interested in her and even avoided her.
That’s why she kept chasing after him.
If he ever got cocky, he’d be the one to suffer.
Think about it—how many people have tried to pursue Emilia? The line could stretch from the Holy City of Saint Roland all the way to the Kingdom of Danmo, and it’s not just rich or powerful people, but those with noble blood too.
So what makes you think you’re special? Unless you’re not into women, it’s just biology for males to be drawn to outstanding females.
Mo Li never had any illusions about it because their status gap was just too big—it was impossible.
Even if, by some miracle, Emilia really did fall for Mo Li, so what? Would her family ever approve? Highborn nobles and royals all have one thing in common: their families are small, not because they don’t want kids, but because their birth rates are low.
Even with lots of wives and concubines, having three kids is already pushing it.
So these big families value their heirs a lot—there are only a few, and if something happens to them, the family line ends.
That makes their marriages even more important.
Among their children, only one or two can be used for political marriages, so of course, it has to be a match in status and bloodline.
Marrying up just doesn’t happen among royals, unless someone elopes.
Mo Li, who had a pretty clear sense of his own worth, never had any fantasies from the start and didn’t want to get involved with her.
A noble princess has her royal life, and a regular guy like him has his own.
They should just stay out of each other’s way.
When Mo Li ignored her, Emilia pouted and turned to chat with Aurora instead.
Maybe because they were both princesses, the two of them had similar upbringings and lots to talk about—they really hit it off.
Is this the start of a yuri romance? Watching from the side, Mo Li couldn’t help but feel like, when these two started talking, everyone else was just extra.
They were such a perfect match—should he say they really were made for each other? Honestly, these two princesses really were a good fit, and their personalities matched too.
It’s just that one of them was born the wrong gender, so they had to go for girls instead.
“Miss Mentor, can you tell me about the Palonai Forest?” With nothing else to do, Mo Li moved up to the front and tried to start a conversation with Xing Luo.
“Palonai Forest?”
“Yeah, I saw on the map that Palonai Forest is pretty close to Sky City.
That’s the dragons’ homeland, right? You should know something about it.” Mo Li fiddled with the gold card in his hand.
They were almost at the test site, so it made sense to learn a bit about it.
He wasn’t like Emilia, who could handle anything that came her way.
“You said you’re a dragon scholar, right?” Xing Luo said softly.
“Yeah, but even so, I’ve never actually been to Sky City… I like staying alive, after all.”
“Actually, the dragons in Sky City aren’t as scary as you think.
If you enter without permission, they won’t do anything to you—at most, they’ll roar to warn you off,” Xing Luo explained.
“As for Palonai Forest, I know it pretty well… Since you’re a dragon scholar, have you heard the story of the Dragon God Twins?”
“No, but it sounds impressive.”
“It’s not that impressive.
It’s just a legend that all dragons know and pass down.”
“Legend has it, before the last generation of the Dragon God left, he entrusted his legacy and his people to his two children—a son and a daughter,” Xing Luo said, speaking in human language.
For dragons, learning human language wasn’t hard, but it still took some time.
Xing Luo was very fluent, with a perfect accent—it was obvious she’d studied it professionally.
Dragon God? That was probably like the goddess Sera for humans.
“And then?”
“Then, under the care of these two Dragon God children, the dragon race flourished… until one day, the Dragon God’s daughter, the Dragon Ancestor, was caught secretly studying the Path of the Deep.”
Path of the Deep? Mo Li wasn’t unfamiliar with that term—he’d been a cultist in his previous life, after all.
The so-called Path of the Deep was basically worshipping some evil god and learning forbidden knowledge.
Whether from a human or other race’s perspective, the Deep was always a disaster.
The Old Continent was destroyed because cultists worshipped the Deep, so the Deep was the common enemy of all intelligent races in the world.
