"If only I had known to come to Wolf Mountain first..."
Upon reaching Wolf Mountain and seeing the ancient temple before him, Feng Yuan hurriedly scurried about, only to discover that the backyard was planted with a large number of rare Spiritual Medicines. Glancing at the Spiritual Medicines he had collected in his hand, Feng Yuan sighed in resignation while Xiao Ji looked surprised at the White Wolf Deity lying in the backyard.
At this moment, the White Wolf Deity was lazily sprawled in an antiquated pavilion, the spacious structure still having plenty of room even with the deity inside. The occasional breeze blowing through the mountain caused the deity's long fur to flutter with the wind.
