Chapter 207: Empathy and Commonality
Jin LiJuan swallowed her pride, relying instead on the kindness of a relative stranger. “Senior Brother, will you help me with my spirit beast bond?”
“Ofurse, Junior Sister,” Pan Jiang said. “Though I certainly do not claim to be an expert on the subject, it’s likely that I know more about a typical sect’s beast pavilion than anyone here except for your master. I would be happy to instruct you on the subject.”
She cupped her hands. “Gratitude, Senior Brother.”
“To begin, it is important to understand that your particular type of beast bond is rare,” he said. “It’s an unusual subset of the rarest type of member of a beast pavilion, beast tamers. Far moremmon are beast masters.”
She had heard of neither of those terms, and despite herself, became a little curious. “Beast masters, Senior Brother?”
“You understand that eating beast meat has advantages for cultivators?”
She barely held back a grimace as themment reminded her of her darkest hour and instead nodded.
“Most cultivators prefer a dietnsisting solely of spirit herbs and beast meat, in a sense cultivating as they dine,” he said. “Consuming mortal food is essentially a waste of time.”
That made sense.
“For a small sect like yours,” he said, “it’s possible to fill those dietary needs simply by hunting.”
Jin LiJuan had heard some of the ladies talking while she’d been assigned to process the beasts into their various parts. With all the killing during the tide, they had enough meat to feed everyone in the village one serving a day for years, and through the marvel of spatial storage devices, all that food would stay fresh long enough to be used.
Considering how many nights she and the other orphans and, really, a lot of villagers had gone hungry, having so much meat available was a blessing. She felt proud to haventributed in even a small way.