The Furry and the Bald Sect

After my master expelled me from the sect, I struck out on my own. I adored furry little animals, so every disciple I took was a demon cultivator. I taught them to assume human form and guided them in cultivation. Then one day, my former fiancé came to my door again. “Junior Sister is gravely wounded. We need a deer’s heart for her medicine. If you hand it over, Master will forgive you and take you back…” Before he could finish, the squirrel perched in the tree had already drawn his bow and aimed it straight at him.