Xu Yi was about to feed the mother rabbit another pill when she gave a slight shake of her head. Suddenly, she raised a claw and slashed hard across her belly. A blood-soaked little rabbit, no bigger than an ordinary person's palm, appeared in her paws. She held it out to Xu Yi. "My husband's family name was Su. When I became pregnant, my husband named this child Xiao Ruo. Who knew this child would remain in my belly for twelve years? My husband died young, never even getting to meet the child. Since I'm about to die today, I suppose this was fate's decree. My own death is nothing to lament. I'll be reunited with my husband and child, but I pity this little one. I beg you, benefactor, please look after it. If my child is lucky enough to survive and has the chance to cultivate, then one day, please tell it that it must return to its hometown."
As she spoke, she sounded just like a refined young woman of the human race. Every word brimmed with emotion; every sentence dripped with blood. Her grief was heartrending.
Xu Yi's eyes reddened. Thinking of the pink rabbit that had sacrificed itself to save him, he felt tears welling in his eyes.
But as soon as the mother rabbit finished speaking, before Xu Yi could ask where her "hometown" was, her head lolled to one side, and she breathed her last.
Holding the mother rabbit's corpse in one hand and the little rabbit in the other, Xu Yi stood there dazed for a long time, unable to come to terms with it.
Though the Ice Fire Rabbit family might not have died out completely, having truly been caught up in their fate still filled him with guilt. His heart