Li Dai hurried forward and picked it up.
This... This...
It really is a rabbit! Bludgeoned to death by itself?!
Forgive her for being too shocked to speak.
"Wuwuwu..." Of course it was bludgeoned to death, and thanks to this beast's effort, at that! Naturally, Li Dai couldn't understand what it was saying. She turned the fat rabbit over and over, inspecting it, and burst into a grin.
"Wangcai, we're in for a treat today, roasted rabbit meat!" she said excitedly, carrying the rabbit to the riverside.
Skinning and washing! With practiced ease.
Leaving the Little Milk Dog dumbfounded.
Ugh, it wanted to take back its earlier thoughts.
What about never being stained with blood? What about a pure soul?! It had definitely misjudged her.
In the Little Milk Dog's eyes, beasts and humans were the same.
Although a rabbit wasn't much of a beast, it could swear that with such skillful movements, this certainly wasn't the first time she had skinned one; who knows how many beasts she had killed in the past! For some reason, at this thought, a faint sorrow arose in the Little Milk Dog's heart, though it didn't even know what it was sorrowful about—perhaps because it was a kind of beast itself! So it hoped she wouldn't kill beasts.
Sigh! It knew that was impossible, too!
She was embarking on the path of longevity; her hands could not remain clean forever. Even high-minded and compassionate Buddhist cultivators couldn't manage that, let alone ordinary people. It could only hope that day would come a little later.
Seeing her dear Wangcai looking listless and wondering what it was thinking about, Li Dai quickly strung the rabbit on green wood branches and placed it between two rocks.
Having finished, Li Dai walked over, bent down, and scooped the Little Milk Dog into her arms. The soft, warm touch made her narrow her eyes in enjoyment.
"What's wrong? Not happy even with meat to eat?"
"Wuwuwu..." Have you killed many beasts before? To spare itself the misery of bottling it up, it asked the question lingering in its heart. Unfortunately, asking was pointless—Li Dai's wavelength was simply not on the same channel as its own.
"Are you so hungry you have no strength left?" Other than this reason, she truly couldn't think of anything else.
Little did she know, upon hearing this, the Little Milk Dog bristled in indignation.
"Wuwuwu..." You're the one with no strength! I am a dignified Holy Beast; how could I, how could I ever be reduced to such a state of starvation? It's simply an insult to a beast! It was very powerful, after all.
Ordinarily, it could hunt entirely on its own and eat whatever it wanted.
Well, the present situation was an exception! It was far too weak right now; if its Holy Beast bloodline were discovered, it would probably be torn to pieces by countless Monster Beasts.
"Don't worry! It'll be ready soon, won't be long now."
Li Dai simply took its glaring for acting cute and didn't suspect anything else, offering gentle words of comfort.
The Little Milk Dog bounced around for a long time before finally realizing she hadn't understood its meaning at all, plunging it into even deeper despair.
It would take quite a while to recover its ability to protect itself, meaning it and she would have to communicate for a long time. A lack of mental connection was truly a major problem.
Did it too have to form some sort of contract like other beasts to achieve a telepathic bond? Ah! Just thinking about it was terrifying! It had never imagined being contracted by a human!
Even though it didn't hate this human, and actually rather liked her scent.
Sigh! The Little Milk Dog sorrowed alone.
Meanwhile, Li Dai had started earnestly roasting the meat.
There were no seasonings out here in the wilderness; no matter how good her culinary skills were, she felt like a clever housewife trying to cook a meal without rice.
At the very least, she had to make sure the rabbit didn't burn!
Roasting the meat thoroughly inside and out without letting it dry out too much.
This was all a matter of controlling the heat.
Back in the modern era, she had the life experience of military camping, and her experience with open-air barbecues was more than abundant.
While others might not be able to control the heat so precisely, she had studied it thoroughly.
Therefore, before long, rich waves of aroma drifted from the rabbit. The fat was sizzling out, turning the rabbit a golden yellow. It looked utterly delicious, and Li Dai couldn't help swallowing her own saliva.
"Wuwuwu...!" So fragrant, so fragrant! It looks so good.
The Little Milk Dog's eyes lit up as it watched.
Though it had been a divine beast for many years, it had always hunted and eaten its meat raw, and raw meat carried a strong bloody stench that it truly disliked.
So when it said before that it didn't like eating meat, it wasn't without reason!
Yet, looking at the rabbit meat she was roasting, the Little Milk Dog felt itself utterly falling—sinking deep into the meat, unable to extricate itself, and from that moment on embarking irrevocably on a path of loving nothing but meat! Of course, Li Dai had no way of knowing at this moment that the Little Milk Dog was about to become an absolute slave to meat.
She tore off the fattest rabbit leg and handed it to the Little Milk Dog.
Between her and Wangcai, there was never any distinction between mine and yours; whatever she ate or played with, Wangcai could have too!
And at this moment, in Li Dai's heart, the Little Milk Dog was already her own Wangcai.
"Wuwuwu..." You're so good to me! You thought of me first even with such delicious meat.
Deeply moved.
Of course, had it known that Li Dai treated it entirely like a pet dog named Wangcai, it probably wouldn't have felt any such touching sentiment.
Because it didn't know, however, such a wonderful misunderstanding was born—and it remained misunderstood for many years to come!