Under the cover of night, the roar of the Fire wolf, the Beast King, echoed across the once vast and empty plains.
The cry shattered the silence of the camp, and in the next moment, countless howls rose together, answering their king.
This was wolf Ridge, as well known as Howling Moon Mountain.
Some said that all the wolf of the Southern Border lived here.
Though exaggerated, it was not far from the truth—more than a dozen types of wolf gathered in this place.
Light Stream wolf, Fire wolf, Lightning Strike wolf, Cliff wolf, Sound Wave wolf… almost every kind of wolf found in the Southern Border could be seen here.
“A pack of wolfs is attacking!
A pack of wolfs is attacking!”
“Damn it, get up!
The camp is surrounded by fire wolfs!!”
“So many fire wolfs!
How can there be so many?
This is unbelievable!
They’re covered in wild Flame Path Gu!”
“My goods!
Aaaaah!
You damned beast, this is the finest silk, my life’s work, waaaaah!”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
Several signals Gu shot into the sky, bursting into clusters of dazzling lights in different colors, but no one had the mind to look up.
“Report to the caravan leader immediately!” The scout Gu Master ran forward at full speed.
People rushed out from all parts of the camp, their voices full of confusion and panic, moving in disorder like ants thrown into fire, unable to tell where to go.
“Damn it, there are too many fire wolfs!”
“Damn it, where is the Water Path Gu Master? Find the original chapter at g.com.
Everything’s going to burn!”
“The southwest line has collapsed!
Hurry, reinforce it!”
The situation worsened by the moment.
From the first sighting of the wolfs until now—barely the time it took two incense sticks to burn—one side of the camp’s defenses had already been torn open.
Inside the main tent, Jia Hu was rushing back and forth, handling orders without pause.
Although he was only the Vice leader, the caravan leader, Jia Jinsheng, was just Rank 1 and could not take charge in a situation like this.
“What should I do, Brother Jia?
My goods are all top-quality agarwood!
If they’re burned by those Flame Path Gu on the fire wolfs, our clan leader will kill me!” One of the vice leaders had just woken from sleep, his face pale as he shouted.
Other goods could be replaced, but his stock was highly flammable—once it caught fire, everything would be gone.
Another vice leader stepped forward, his tone sharp.
“Jia Hu, we trusted you and chose you as leader of this caravan.
You have to take responsibility.
Think of something quickly!
If my silk burns, you won’t be able to escape this either!”
“It’s over… I should never have joined this caravan.
If this continues, we won’t just lose everything—we might not even make it back alive.” Someone muttered, his voice full of despair.
The entire tent was in chaos, as noisy as a market.
Those whose goods were already burning shouted and cursed, their voices filled with panic and helplessness.
The vast majority of people were talking all at once, voices rising into arguments as they vented their shock and fear.
No one knew what to do.
Lin Feng remained silent, listening quietly.
Although thousands of Blade-Winged Blood Bats were stored within the bat-pattern Gu on his body, he had no intention of making a move.
“Shut up, all of you!” Jia Hu slammed his fist onto the table, and the tent fell silent at once.
But even then, he could not come up with a perfect solution.
“Pass on my orders!
All Gu Masters with Water Path Gu, head to the supply depot immediately!
The rest of you, cover them and drive the beasts out of the camp!
Move, move, move!”
This decision was extremely risky.
If all the Water Path Gu Masters were pulled back to protect the goods, they would be at a clear disadvantage against the fire wolfs, which carried many wild Flame Path Gu Worms.
But there was no other way.
With a strong enemy right in front of them, the most important thing was to hold the camp together.
Everyone cared about their goods.
As long as the goods could be protected, their hearts would stay steady and the group would not fall into chaos.
Amid the crowd, Lin Feng’s eyes flickered.
This attack by the fire wolfs was too unusual.
They had managed to slip past the camp’s scout Gu Masters, which meant something was wrong.
Either someone had interfered, or the Beast King possessed a Gu that could conceal the entire pack.
Lin Feng was more inclined to believe the former.
If his guess was correct, then the one behind this… was most likely Jia Jinsheng.
He was truly going all out for blood resources.
Not bad.
A promising talent.