Chapter 264: Taking Advantage of the Situation

They had originally planned to separate from Tie Dang Shen and the others once they arrived, but after encountering the Snow Wolf God, they all agreed to deal with it first. Robbing a bandit who constantly raided other totem gods would surely yield a great deal!

The Snow Wolf God was cunning. Its lair lacked the follower tribes that other totem gods had, and as a powerful magical beast, it could quickly seize another divine position even if it lost its own. Thus, it didn’t place as much importance on its own totem as most totem gods did.

The totem gods who had been robbed couldn’t risk fighting it to the death for mere gains. Losing their divine positions would only weaken them temporarily, but losing theirs would put them in a desperate situation!

Yet no matter how cunning a fox is, it can’t outwit a skilled hunter.

Donald took Snow Creek God with him, asking it to guide him to the Snow Wolf God’s lair, while Vincent, Carlisle, and the others stayed at Snow Creek Tribe to block off the Snow Wolf God.

Primitive snow wolves might not possess human-like reasoning or wisdom, but as magical beasts naturally skilled in strategic planning, they were among the most resilient creatures in the Great Snow Mountains.

Therefore, those who ventured in the Great Snow Mountains feared not encountering powerful magical beasts like snow bears or white dragons, but rather packs of snow wolves.

The Snow Wolf God’s lair wasn’t very far from Snow Creek Tribe, but the mountain paths were difficult, with cliffs and magical beasts posing dangers. Traveling overland would require several times the distance.

But these weren’t problems for Donald. He could simply release an alchemical airship and fly there from above. At thousands of feet high, it was cold and the air was thin. Although large bird-like magical beasts might be present, their numbers were much smaller than those in the lower snow mountains. Without any troubles, they arrived above a valley where the Snow Wolf God’s lair was located.

“That’s the place!”

Hearing this, Donald looked down and saw a narrow, hidden valley between towering snow peaks, with some white or gray figures moving about—likely the descendants of the Snow Wolf God.

A divine glow rose from the valley, the most accurate way to locate a totem god.

“You wait here. I’ll go down for a while and be back soon.”

With that, Donald leaped off the alchemical airship and plummeted straight downward. Only when he was hundreds of feet above the valley did he slow down, drifting down like a light feather.

It’s just a first-level Feather Fall spell, yet it’s far safer than parachutes in my past life. Magic really is convenient.
A strange figure descended into the Snow Wolf Valley, instantly causing chaos among the wolf pack. Thousands of snow wolves, including those less than a foot tall with undeveloped teeth, bared their fangs and howled at the stranger. The mother wolves and older wolves responsible for taking care of the young howled in anger, ready to charge at the intruder!
“Better go back to sleep!”
Donald had no interest in killing these young and old snow wolves. He released a powerful mental pressure, along with the will of the King’s Heart and Natural Fury. With just a slight exertion, he knocked all the snow wolves in the valley unconscious.
Then he approached the totem pole carved from frozen mountain stones, representing the snow wolves. A dark golden, book-like shadow appeared, and a beam of divine light swept over it.
“Awoo…”
In the distance, the Snow Wolf God, who was lurking in the Snow Creek Tribe, suddenly raised its head and howled, its cry filled with rage and anguish. It sensed that someone was attacking its totem, causing it extreme fury.
The Snow Wolf Valley also responded to the Snow Wolf God’s howl, but Donald remained unmoved, continuing to focus on attacking the divine energy shield surrounding the totem. Through the shield, he could see many items glowing with divine light beneath it—likely the Snow Wolf God’s collection.
Even a strong shield couldn’t withstand prolonged attacks. Moreover, since the Snow Wolf God wasn’t in its lair, no one stopped Donald. In just a few minutes, the divine energy shield outside the totem vanished into a shower of light.
Without lingering, Donald used the projection of the Book of Truth to capture the Snow Wolf God’s totem, then waved his hand to take away the treasures accumulated over the years.
“Let’s go!”
The Snow Creek God above didn’t wait long before seeing Donald return to the airship. Without saying a word, it retracted the airship, and together with Donald, they disappeared from above the Snow Wolf Valley, enveloped in light.
Instantly transported back to his tribe, the Snow Creek God looked at the familiar surroundings, deeply moved.
Donald’s teleportation skill had reached its peak. He could teleport instantly to any place he had been to in a realm. However, the farther the distance, the more magic energy it consumed, so he wouldn’t teleport over extremely long distances at once.
“How did it go?”
Seeing Donald return, Carlisle stepped forward and asked.

“We’ve had a good harvest; I’ve already taken down their lair. I doubt the Snow Wolf God will continue to hide. Everyone, get ready to fight.”
“Don’t worry. It’s just a legendary magic wolf. Vincent and I can handle it, as long as it doesn’t run away!”
“It’s better to be cautious. We can’t afford to suffer setbacks just because we haven’t faced big challenges before.”
Although all five of them had integrated fragments of divine essences, only Carlisle had yet broken through to the legendary realm. Reaching the legendary realm wasn’t something that could be achieved easily. Look at Vincent, the renowned Storm Sword Saint, who still remained stuck at a critical stage, unable to make a breakthrough.
Carlisle was able to break through so quickly not only because he had the most experience among the five—hundreds of years in the dangerous underground world hadn’t been in vain—but also because of the power of his forbidden bloodline, which allowed him to experience the realm of legends several times, giving him an understanding that made it easier for him to break through.
As for the Female Sword Saint and Uther, who had just reached the Golden rank, they were originally only at the early Golden stage and peak Silver stage. It was hardly possible for them to reach the threshold of legend so quickly.
Even Donald himself didn’t have enough experience to reach the legendary realm; it would likely take him a long time to reach the peak of Gold. Donald didn’t lack time—just one use of the Time House should suffice—but he wouldn’t expose the Book of Truth, a high-tier artifact, to the Female Sword Saint.
If news of the Book of Truth leaked, the gods of both worlds would go to extreme lengths to obtain it, and then he would truly have nowhere left to hide in this vast world.
A few minutes after Donald returned to the Snow Creek Tribe, Tiědāngshén, Vincent, and Uther, who had gone out to scout, had already discovered the wolf pack’s trail and returned to report the situation.
“The wolf pack has suddenly become aggressive. They were hiding their presence before, but now they’re heading straight toward the tribe—probably trying to surround us!”
Hearing Tiědāngshén’s account, the Snow Creek God showed obvious concern.
“I have a proposal that could help us unleash our full strength and increase our chances of protecting the Snow Creek Tribe!”
Hearing the human mage speak, the Snow Creek God quickly asked eagerly, his face filled with joy.
“Tiědāngshén is now a legendary totem god, but his strength drops to the Golden stage once he leaves his territory. However, if you, Snow Creek God, join Tiědāng’s tribe and become his subordinate god, then Tiědāngshén will be able to exert his full strength here as well!”

Hearing Donald say this, Snow Stream God’s initial smile froze on his face, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward. Donald, seemingly unaware, continued, “Moreover, there are many other advantages to this. At least the other gods will show some respect to Iron Bell God and stop demanding sacrifices from you. Even if Snow Wolf God escapes this time and threatens your tribe again in the future, Iron Bell God and Golden Sand God will come to help. It’s truly a win-win situation.” Snow Stream God was originally a god with modest ambitions; preferring comfort and freedom, he had never tried to flatter or curry favor with that powerful totem god. Donald’s words were essentially taking advantage of the situation, but Snow Stream God indeed needed this help, and the others wouldn’t risk offending the fierce Snow Wolf God for free. Golden Sand God, knowing Snow Stream God was torn, pulled over this old friend to explain the contract he had signed with Iron Bell God. A few minutes later, Snow Stream God calmly approached and formally signed a subordinate contract with Iron Bell God, becoming the second subordinate god of his faction. Seeing his master easily gain another subordinate god through deception, Iron Bell God was stunned, and his loyalty to Donald soared. At that moment, Vincent returned for the second time, reporting that the wolf pack was now less than three miles away. Snow Stream God still showed a hint of concern. With the legendary Iron Bell God and another legendary warrior at his side, repelling Snow Wolf God shouldn’t be a problem. He was worried that during the battle, these people might neglect his tribe’s people, leading to heavy losses from the fierce wolves. Donald and the others, on the other hand, smiled. “It’s good they’re here. We were afraid they might discover something and run away!” Seeing these mortal warriors so confident, Snow Stream God also calmed down. If they couldn’t defeat Snow Wolf God, they could simply drive it away. With so many strong warriors here, including two at the legendary level, it should be possible to drive away Snow Wolf God, who had temporarily lost his divine status. As for Snow Wolf God’s future revenge, they could delay it as long as possible. After all, with Iron Bell God standing at the forefront, they should be able to defend their tribe. If necessary, they could even boldly move near the territories of those powerful gods—Snow Wolf God probably wouldn’t dare act rashly then. Snow Stream God, who had become a regional god, wasn’t someone of a cowardly nature; he was just gentle and didn’t like to fight.

However, the fearsome reputation of the Snow Wolf God was deeply ingrained among these lower-tier totem gods, so they never even thought of defeating him.