1 The Mo family

In this world fists speak louder than words, the strong are the lords while the weak are the slaves.

The sun was setting, the lake water is golden becoming brighter and brighter, the shadow of tall trees is interviewing concealing between them a small silhouette of a six or seven years old boy who was about to conclude the book in his hand. his name was Mo Ling.

Mo Ling stood ready to leave to his room in the branch family city. Mo Ling was an orphan of the many orphans the Mo family have, except he was different he never pitied himself or his situation; you can see it all in vision can see it all in his dark eyes they were spirited.

He is handsome with dark hair covering those clear eyes, leaving just a straight nose and thin lips he seems thin and frail from a far with a moderate high, to tell the truth if you encounter him in the street you will not pick him from the crowd.

The Mo family have three main branches: Mo quin, Mo wen, Mo tun; these three branches enjoy all the benefits from cultivation methods to medicines and elixirs even equipment. The other members are all branch families surname Mo they have to earn merits to enjoy what the main branch was giving by birth, you can say they are second citizen and since Mo Ling was an orphan he was at the bottom of the food chain, so he never laid his eyes on these goods they were treasures for people like him.

Mo Ling entered his room, there was nothing extraordinary here just a bed of common wood and a seat, table where his brush and paper are waiting for him to resume his plans. His room was a little different because it has a bunch of books about everything ; cultivation, travels, alchemy, adventures, forging, beasts... There wasn't much because his tasks at plants picking and wood cutting doesn't make a lot of money.

Mo Ling ate some yesterdays soup, laid on his bed drifting to sleep while waiting for tomorrow as it is a special day for him; it is the day when he will put his plan in motion.

Mo Lin knew that if he did his work delightedly for the rest of his life he will be some main young master servant his reward will be the leftovers of the master while his life and death is guaranteed just by a word from the master. Mo long has never swallowed the idea of his life being in another person hand. 

He was young, he didn't want to regret a thing he read books and knew that in this world there was plenty of things to see, to discover, to adventure, ...