Reborn group pet, the boss begs for forgiveness

Zhiyu stared with eyes wide open, looking at the mysterious and gorgeous wings in his hands in amazement. He could clearly feel a surging, indescribable powerful force emerging from the wings, as if to submerge the whole world.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened - the wings suddenly seemed to come to life, broke free from Zhiyu's palm, and rushed towards Yayu like a shining meteor!

Facing this sudden change, Zhiyu was completely stunned and at a loss for a moment. On the other side, Yayu seemed unusually calm. She stretched out her palm lightly and caught the wing that was coming at her at high speed.

In an instant, Yayu's entire body was enveloped by a layer of strange and dazzling light, making her look like a fairy descending from the earth, magnificent and beautiful. This mysterious light seemed to have some kind of wonderful resonance with the wings, the two echoing each other and shining brightly.

"This...what's going on?" Zhiyu widened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Yayu's body gradually became transparent and finally disappeared. Zhiyu reached out in panic, trying to catch Yayu, but he only caught the air.

Suddenly, a dazzling light shot out from where Yayu disappeared and rushed straight into the sky. In the light, a beautiful figure could be vaguely seen rising slowly.

Zhiyu stared at the looming figure in the air with his eyes wide open. As the dazzling light gradually faded, several snow-white, crystal-clear feathers slowly floated down from the sky. These feathers seemed to have life, dancing gently, exuding a warm breath that made people feel at ease and comfortable.

Zhiyu couldn't help but reach out his hand and carefully caught one of the feathers. The moment his fingertips touched the feather, a warm current spread through his arm and his whole body, making him immersed in a wonderful feeling. This warm energy was so strong that Zhiyu could clearly feel the power in his body growing.

At the same time, amazing changes occurred to Yayu beside him. His originally hideous wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his exhausted strength and power quickly returned to his body like a tide. In the blink of an eye, Yayu regained his vitality!

"It turns out that only the true owner of these wings can harness its power... and you are nothing more than a thief." Ya Yu said coldly.

Zhiyu was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body trembled uncontrollably. He kept shouting, "Dad, Dad..." His voice was full of fear and pleading.

However, Yayu's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "Who is your father? I don't have a useless son like you!"

Zhiyu looked at Yayu tremblingly, his eyes full of fear and helplessness. He had never seen Yayu so angry before, and Yayu at this moment made him feel extremely scared.

Under Yayu's stern gaze, Zhiyu didn't even dare to breathe. He could only lower his head silently, waiting for Yayu's decision.

At this critical moment, Zhiyu made up his mind and decided to take a risk. He took a deep breath, and when Yayu was off guard, he suddenly roared: "My wings are mine, don't dare to touch them!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhiyu had already opened his arms and rushed towards Yayu like a hungry tiger. His speed was so fast that it was shocking!

Yayu was caught off guard and had no time to react before Zhiyu knocked her to the ground. With a dull thud, Yayu's body made close contact with the ground.

Zhiyu took advantage of the situation and sat on Yayu, holding Yayu's neck tightly with both hands. At this moment, Zhiyu's eyes were burning with anger, which was the resentment towards the enemy and the unwillingness to accept his own fate. His fingers tightened more and more, as if he wanted to vent all his resentment...

Just then, a gust of wind blew and blew the feather out of Yayu's hand.

The feather fluttered down and landed on Zhiyu's face, and Zhiyu suddenly felt a mysterious power surging in his heart.

He struggled to break free from Yayu's restraints and stood up.

"This is..." Zhiyu felt the power in his body, and he understood that this was the power of wings.

Zhiyu raised his head and looked at Yayu, with a trace of ridiculous confidence still flashing in his eyes, and shouted: "I am the real owner of the wings!"

At this moment, Ji-woo opened his arms and wings extended from behind him.

Yayu looked at Zhiyu in surprise. She didn't expect that Zhiyu could also summon wings.

Unexpectedly, Zhiyu's father was actually a leader who did nothing but a empty job. Ever since his father took over the affairs of the Soul Devouring Clan, he has been as ferocious as a tiger, leaving Zhiyu's father stuck in the same place, especially since the Soul Devouring Clan had been in a state of depression due to his father's governance over the years.

When Zhiyu's father heard his son's cry, he immediately stepped forward and saw Yayu standing there. Zhiyu's father turned around and ran away.

If the Soul-Devouring Clan's ancestor were still alive at this time, he would probably be so angry that he would laugh.

Zhiyu flapped his wings and flew into the air. He looked down at Yayu, feeling very proud.

"Look at you, you still dare to call me a thief? I also have wings in my hands, what can you do to me?" Zhiyu laughed.

Yayu gritted her teeth, unwilling to lose to Zhiyu like this. She concentrated her energy and tried to summon the power of the wings again.

Seeing this, Zhiyu became even more complacent.

"Give up, you will never be able to defeat me!" Zhiyu said loudly.

At this moment, the ground began to shake violently, and a crack appeared in front of them. Waves of terrifying aura emanated from it.

"This is..." Zhiyu's face changed drastically, he felt an unprecedented danger.

A figure slowly walked out of the crack. It was the ancestor of the Soul Devouring Clan. He looked at the chaotic scene, his heart filled with anger.

"You unfilial descendants are actually fighting to the death for wings!" the Soul-Devouring Clan's ancestor scolded angrily.

Zhiyu and Yayu were stunned. They didn't expect that the ancestor of the Soul-Devouring Clan was still alive.

Zhiyu shouted loudly: "Ancestor, help me."

Zhiyu thought that the ancestor had arrived and Yayu would be finished soon. However, instead of being beaten, Yayu seemed to have become an outsider of the tribe.

Zhiyu lowered his head and muttered, "Dad, the ancestor looks quite angry."

But what Zhiyu didn't know was that his father had already disappeared without a trace.

"You are finally back." The old man of the Soul Devouring Clan stared at Yayu, his eyes flashing with complex emotions, and continued: "The future of the Soul Devouring Clan now depends on you."

The instigator of all this, Zhiyu's father, who had carefully planned for tens of thousands of years, ended up in failure. Back then, he was just a young man who had just started out and was inexperienced in the world, but his heart was full of ambition and schemes. It was because of this greed and scheme that he set a trap and murdered Yayu's parents.

However, when Zhiyu's mother saw the infant Yayu, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pity in her heart.

After all, the child is innocent. So Zhiyu's mother decided to send the poor little Yayu to the place where his maternal family lived - the mysterious and deep Nine Nether Abyss water tribe. There, perhaps the little Yayu could get better protection and growth.

Zhiyu's mother personally escorted Xiao Yayu to the Nine Nether Abyss. She watched the people of the water tribe pick her up and bring her back to the tribe before she left with peace of mind. When she turned around, tears blurred her eyes, and her heart was filled with guilt and blessings for this child...