The Living Are Not To Be Worshiped

Sitting on the wide back of the Ling Hu, it ran steadily and quickly, which made Li Yuanqing somewhat satisfied.

Soon, they returned to the Wilderness valley. Li Yuanqing jumped down and patted the Ling Hu's head.

"You can hunt for food in this valley. You're called Cow, just come over when I call for you in the future. If you don't want to stay here anymore one day, you can return to the hinterlands of the Wilderness. I won't stop you!"

Li Yuanqing looked at the Ling Hu. In his heart, this Ling Hu was the enlarged version of the bull he had seen in his previous life.

However, everyone in the Northern Kingdom called them Ling Hu. He felt that it was a mouthful, so he decided to change the Ling Hu's name to Cow. This way, it would become its name and save him the trouble of thinking of a name for it.