These days, Shen Tang watched the little Black Panther rummaging through the trash for food, and an indescribable bitterness welled up in her heart. She looked around, and after confirming that there was no one nearby, she took out a sandwich.
She bit off a corner of the sandwich and tossed it a short distance from the trash can.
Soon, the little Black Panther, having found nothing, ca over dejectedly.
It was starving, its stomach growling, head dizzy, and its frail body seed like it might collapse to the ground at any mont.
Suddenly, its wet nose twitched as it caught the scent of mouth-watering food and found the sandwich thrown on the ground.
The little Black Panther rubbed its eyes with its paw; it wasn’t a hallucination!
The food had been bitten, looking like it was tossed aside by soone.
It quickly picked up the sandwich, the soft, fragrant bread stuffed with fresh vegetables and at, along with eggs and jam—biting into it, it couldn’t fathom how delicious it was!
The little panther’s mouth watered with greed, but it couldn’t bear to eat, looking around cautiously, afraid other strays might find it, it ran off with its prize.
Skipping along the road, it humd an off-key tune smugly.
Shen Tang watched this scene from a distance, feeling both saddened and amused, yet a bit helpless, "It seems like Xiao Jin doesn’t really need rescuing after all; I can’t even find an opportunity to intervene!"
Deep spiritual comfort requires her to enter the target’s Spiritual Illusion Realm, locate the opponent’s spirit body, and offer psychological comfort when the spirit body is agitated, ensuring the highest success rate.
This annoying panther clearly lives in such a harsh slum environnt but is particularly optimistic, its mind sowhat... too healthy, leaving her clueless about how to begin!
[Host, please wait, ti passes quickly in the Spiritual Illusion Realm and won’t affect the real world.]
"Mm."
Unfortunately, the little panther wasn’t lucky enough, running into beggars who robbed him halfway.
In a secluded alley, three to five beggar children, much larger than it, surrounded it, ard with sticks, punching and kicking, forcing it to give up its food.
The little Black Panther curled up in the corner, protecting its food, refusing to let go even if it ant death.
"This orphan dares to snatch food on our turf, brothers, beat it to death!"
"Beat it to death! Boil its at!"
The slum is a graveyard of civilization, adhering to a survival of the fittest jungle rule, where these Beastman kids are as ruthless as adult Beastn.
For survival, they bully, beat, even kill weaker Beastman cubs!
The little Black Panther was beaten too weak to resist, its vision darkening, thinking: Is it going to die here today...
Suddenly, a lodious angry roar echoed,
"Let it go!"
This voice... sounds sowhat familiar.
It didn’t have ti to see what was happening, only hearing cries and pleas as those Beastman children dropped their sticks and fled in a panic.
Shen Tang withdrew her gaze, twisted her wrist, and looked down at the little Black Panther curled up in the corner.
Beaten all over and enduring pain, it hugged its last shred of safety.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here, no one will bully you again, let help you heal your wounds, okay?" Shen Tang said gently, approaching with arms open, intent on cradling it.
The little Black Panther trembled in fear, curling backward, pretending to be aggressive, baring teeth and claws, trying to scare her away.
Yet the female didn’t get angry at all; she gazed at it with more tenderness and love, squatted to et its eyes, patiently explaining, "Be good, don’t be scared, I won’t hurt you; I’m here to save you."
This approach proved effective with Xiao Jin later but clearly didn’t work on the little Black Panther at this mont.
It trembled even more, arching its back, baring its teeth at her while trying to find a chance to escape, but unfortunately, one hind leg was crippled from the beating, unable to run.
Seeing that gentle thods didn’t work, Shen Tang resorted to firmness, scooping the little Black Panther into her arms.
It was about seven to eight months old, and its animal form was fairly large; cradling a big fur ball, surprisingly light, wasn’t laborious at all.
"Awooo awoo awoo!"
Frightened, the little Black Panther howled, struggling desperately, biting her arm amidst its panic!
Hiss!
The pain in the Spiritual Illusion Realm simulates reality, making Shen Tang grimace; despite its young age, it had sharp teeth!
If it bit her in the real world, it might rip off skin and flesh!
She angrily smacked its forehead, threatening viciously, "Let go! Bite again, and you’ll be guarding the gate forever!"
"Awo..." The little Black Panther instinctually released her arm, timidly looking at her, ears pinned back in fear.
It seed slightly aggrieved and confused.
Finally, Shen Tang laughed, touching its silly big head, ignoring its dirty appearance, kissed its forehead, and praised, "Yes, that’s a good boy~ We won’t guard the gate; let’s go ho with sister and sleep on the big bed with lots of delicious food, okay?"
The little Black Panther froze, its furry face turning red.
Whether from anger or embarrassnt...
This person dared to threaten it and made it guard the gate!
What does she think it was?
A dog!
Trying to coax it away with sweet talk, wanting to sell it, dream on!
Hmph!
It wouldn’t be fooled so easily!
Yet for so reason, the little Black Panther didn’t resist fiercely anymore, perhaps because the female’s embrace was so warm.
Since birth, it lived in the slums, never held so tenderly, slling the scent on the female, its tense body slowly relaxed, instinctively yearning for dependence.
Even knowing the bad female was deceiving it, it couldn’t suppress a bit of longing.
Despite understanding that in the slums, there was no unconditional kindness, foolish trust would only result in death.
It had a little playmate before, disappearing one night, and when found again, skinned and cooked into broth by nearby vagrants.
Shen Tang didn’t know the internal battle in the little panther’s mind, she reached the riverside, washing its wounds gently, before covering it with her pure Healing Ability, causing the injuries to heal visibly.
This force was as gentle as a spring breeze, making the little Black Panther completely relaxed, longing to lt into her warm embrace...
Simultaneously, it was amazed at how powerful she was!
Why did she help him?
After Shen Tang treated the little Black Panther’s hind leg, it kicked off, slipping away from her arms and running off swiftly.
"..."
Shen Tang shook her head helplessly, not pursuing it, glanced at the dim sky, and turned away.
Hiding behind a tree, the little Black Panther’s dark body beca one with the shadows.
Its thick paws clutched the tree trunk as it peeked out a small head, watching the female’s departing figure, lifting a forepaw, ultimately drooping its tail and turning to leave.
Shen Tang was uncertain about how long she’d need to stay in the Spiritual Illusion Realm, first needing to find a place to stay; she bought a house nearby, not far from the slums, though the land price was low, the environnt was much better.
A few days later, Shen Tang encountered the little Black Panther again on a road near the city.
Its condition was much improved, the wounds completely healed, its fur clean and smooth as if bathing in the river.
Finally, no longer a dirty little coal ball.
"Hi, little dumb panther~ Are you here to see sister?" Shen Tang greeted with a smile.
The little Black Panther snorted lightly and, with a twist of its rump, turned and ran away.
Stunned, Shen Tang laughed wryly.
Ungrateful little creature!
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