13 13. Bond

With time, the white wolf and Huang Biren became even closer to the point that she took the wolf wherever she went.

In the many books, the white wolf had secretly read, the human saying that time heals all wounds, was probably the statement with which the wolf disagreed the most.

For the white wolf, time seemed to make its destroyed heart fester with hatred and rage with each passing day.

The reason for observing every action taken by the humans made the wolf come to a realization, "Humans did not see demonic beasts as living creatures ".

This was not to say that humans did not know that beasts had life and consciousness, they simply did not give a fuck. To the humans, demonic beasts were lowly creatures put on their world by the gods to serve as food for humans and also to provide resources such as beast skins and alchemy materials.

The humans had grown so self-centered that they thought of themselves as the protagonists of the world.

With all this hatred, the white wolf was even more driven to obtain power.

Huang Biren being a young mistress of the Huang clan meant that she could have access to almost all of the cultivation techniques of the family.

All the techniques the Young Miss brought out of her family's library were memorized by the white wolf in an attempt to create its cultivation technique.

As Huang Biren cultivated, the white wolf lay on the floor watching how she circulated her origin qi. It memorized all these techniques and used its great intellect to try and dissect them down to their cores.

All the effort by the wolf seemed to be in vain and for years, all the techniques it came up with only injured it leaving it on the brink of death.

For years, it stayed alive and continued experimenting with its techniques with vengeance as the driving force, and of course, the pills that Huang Biren, its master got from the family storage to heal its injuries.

Years went by and the young Miss Huang Biren grew into a beautiful woman who turned her head wherever she went. What remained constant was the pure white wolf that went wherever she went.

The young miss had not given the wolf a name. She seemed to sense that it did not want any name from anyone.

Over the year, the wolf had listened to all her worries and problems. It was the best listener helping her deal with her problems by not saying anything, not that it could.

During these moments when the girl spoke to the wolf as though it were human, the wolf forgot its hatred for a few moments and enjoyed the liberation that came with a heart free from hatred and vengeance.

These moments became even longer whenever the young miss, sang to the wolf as she played her guqin. Her soothing melodious voice and the beautiful sound made by her guqin was the only thing of beauty the white wolf had found in the human world.

These sounds were what stopped the nightmares the wolf had each night in its sleep, although it didn't know this.

For years, Huang Biren had been waking up at night whenever the white wolf would have night terrors and played the guqin until its mind was soothed and it went back to sleep.

With all this, the bond between beast and human grew even stronger, even as the white wolf subconsciously tried to stop this from happening If it had realized what was happening, only god knows what it would have resorted to to stop this.