Feilin brought his cousin Julie to the dock to greet him.
Feilin's cultivation level, like Allen's, was late First Stage.
Julie had entered the Warlock Academy a year before her cousin.
A month earlier, she had just broken through to the early Second Stage.
She returned home with Feilin to participate in the Manhood Trial.
Julie was a powerful, imposing young woman with a striking presence!
She was only 16 years old, 1.9 meters tall, and weighed 180 kilograms!
Her physique revealed that Julie was a renowned feist on Griffin Island and a rare teenage glutton!
She had already been blacklisted by all the island's buffet restaurants.
She had heard from her cousin that Allen was also a big eater, with a bottomless stomach, and she immediately took a keen interest in her cousin's classmate.
I'd come with my cousin to pick up Alan today, hoping to take the opportunity to challenge him to a fight and see who could eat the most!
The reality wasn't as good as the reputation.
Julie looked Alan up and down.
A hint of disappointment crossed her fair, oval face.
Is this what my cousin calls a "big eater"?!
He's a thin, delicate boy, but he doesn't look like a big eater.
Felin had already learned from Alan's reply that he was going to travel in disguise, so he wasn't surprised.
Seeing his cousin's disappointed expression, he didn't expose the truth. Instead, he took the opportunity to play a prank on Julie!
Felin took Alan and his cousin to an upscale restaurant near the pier.
"You and Alan, let's see who eats the most." Feilin gave his cousin a malicious look. "The loser pays for this meal!"
At the table, after a fierce battle of swords and crossbows...
My cousin slumped in her chair.
Holding her bulging belly in both hands, her eyes wide open.
Across the table.
A skinny, small boy was still eating and drinking leisurely.
Empty plates, even taller than hers, lay stacked beside Alan's table, like two white towers.
"Burp! Alan, little brother... I... burp! I give in!"
Julie was impressed!
In her entire life, she had never met anyone her age who could eat more than her.
Alan, you're the first!
Good boy! The world of foodies is truly full of hidden gems, with a once-in-a-century prodigy emerging!
Julie was truly enlightened today!
She lost with conviction!
However, when it came time to pay the bill, she felt like crying...
"Wow, Alan, you're incredible!"
"You ate up half a month's worth of my pocket money in one meal..."
"Alan, you're so cruel!"
"Sister, I'm scared of you!"
...
It was the third day on Griffin Island.
Alan accompanied Julie and Felin to the mountainous region where griffins live.
Griffin Island is a volcanic island.
The volcano in the center of the island has a main peak that rises two thousand meters.
The volcano has been dormant for hundreds of years, and a clear lake has formed at its base.
The lakeside scenery was beautiful and tranquil, making it a perfect place for a summer getaway.
However, the nearby cliffs have been home to griffins since ancient times.
These carnivorous beasts, half eagle, half lion, dislike being disturbed by tourists.
From the foot of the mountain to the summit, the slope was steep and densely wooded, making it impossible to walk.
Thankfully, Allen didn't have to endure the arduous climb through the forest.
Arriving at the camp at the foot of the mountain, the Griffin siblings immediately initiated their "atavistic transformation."
Felin transformed into a griffin, nearly the size of a horse.
It had the head of an eagle and the body of a lion.
It had sharp bird claws on its forelimbs.
It had sturdy hooves on its hind limbs.
It was covered in golden feathers from head to toe.
When its wings were spread, they were a full five or six meters wide! Standing on the rock, majestic and imposing!
Not far away, Julie transformed into a female griffon.
She looked similar to her cousin.
She was only slightly larger, more muscular and majestic.
This wasn't just due to the difference in size between the siblings.
It was primarily because Julie was one level higher in cultivation than Felin.
As a second-level sorcerer, she could activate second-level atavism.
Her griffon form was naturally stronger.
The average griffon has the intelligence of a four or five-year-old human child.
They can understand human language, but they can't speak.
The Griffin siblings were different.
Their atavism didn't affect their intelligence.
They could still speak fluently.
"Alan, would you like a ride?"
Julie, with her cheerful personality, invited Alan.
"Cousin! You're so bold! Alan will be embarrassed."
Felin approached, his wings flapping.
"It's not far. I'll give Alan a ride!"
Alan really wanted to appear shy and reserved. It would be more in line with his current persona.
So he politely declined his cousin's invitation.
He straddled Felin's back, his hands gripping his neck feathers.
"Hold on tight! Takeoff!"
Felin warned his friend, then spread his wings and soared.
Julie followed suit.
The two griffins, one in front and one behind, soared high.
In less than ten minutes, they reached the summit, piercing the clouds, and landed one after another on the shores of the volcanic lake.
Alan jumped off Felin's back and looked around curiously.
Felin transformed back into human form, retrieved spare clothes from his storage bag, and put them on.
He rubbed his waist with his backhand and complained bitterly that Alan was too heavy.
This manned flight had exhausted him!
Julie also transformed back into human form, revealing her tall, plump, fair figure.
Alan, watching, couldn't help but recall the goddess sculptures of ancient Greece in his previous life, brimming with vitality and healthy beauty.
Julie didn't mind the little boy's admiring glances.
As she dressed, she even teased her cousin about his frail frame.
After all, Alan didn't look that heavy.
How tiring could a flight carrying such a small boy be?
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Century-old pines leaned against the cliffs of the mountaintop.
Occasionally, huge nests could be seen between the thick branches.
These were the griffins' homes.
In addition, the cliff face contained numerous caves, painstakingly excavated by the Griffin family.
Like beekeepers building hives for their bees,
These caves were occupied by griffins, breeding and living within them.
Alan, Felin, and Julie stood side by side on the hillside opposite the cliff, discussing how to trap griffins.
The Griffin family specializes in this art.
Spring has arrived, and flowers are blooming, bringing life back to life.
It's the griffins' annual breeding season again.
Taking advantage of the griffins' mating instincts to set traps is a very effective hunting technique.
"Julie, you be the bait, and Alan and I will be the catch."
Felin teased his cousin with a sly grin.
Julie wasn't fooled and gave him a sullen look.
"Do you have any common sense?"
"Griffins, it's always the males who court, how can the females take the initiative?!"
"Okay, you're right."
Felin shrugged helplessly, quickly stripped off his clothes, and activated his atavism again, transforming into a male griffon.
Standing on the hilltop, he roared toward the cliff, his courtship roar.
Julie took Alan's hand and hid in the nearby bushes, watching from the shadows.
Felin's roar was full of energy, resembling the roar of a lion.
The roar echoed between the two cliffs.
Soon, a roar echoed from the other side, as if in response.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Julie squatted in the bushes, winking excitedly at Alan.
Alan gently parted the branches and looked curiously toward the source of the roar.
Sure enough, he saw a griffin about the same size as Felin.
Roaring and flapping its golden wings, it came with a menacing momentum.