What Should I Do with an Ancient Divine Beast I Raised?

Fantasy adventure in an ancient setting | Proud ancient divine beast × cool-headed but warm-hearted demon hunter | A love that crosses the human-demon divide

Shen Han found a little white beast in the Wancang Forest.

Fluffy and palm-sized, with dewy amber eyes, it trembled in terror after being scared by a two-hundred-year-old snake demon.

She was the most talented young demon hunter of her generation, from a family of demon hunters. She had slain countless demons with her sword, but fluffy creatures were her weakness.

She tucked it into her arms and named it “Xiaoxue.” Xiaoxue had quite a temper. Touch its ears once, and it would reluctantly hop away. Try again, and it would turn its back on her, showing her the back of its head. Shen Han found it amusing and teased it all the more.

Then one day, the “poor little thing” suddenly spoke.

“I’m a divine beast.”

Shen Han lowered her gaze to the dried meat in her hand, which she had been about to feed it.

“…So what?”

Later, after recovering his powers, he took human form in front of her. His silver hair was like frost, and the moisture had vanished from his amber eyes. Looking down at her, he forced her back a step and braced one hand against the wall behind her.

“After touching me so many times, don’t you think you should take responsibility?”

Shen Han looked up at the man, who was much taller than she had imagined. One thought filled her mind: I thought you were a pet, but you’ve been lusting after me this whole time!

She thought she was raising a pet. Turns out she was raising a little tyrant!