In a corner of the Wolf Sage Paradise, within the Black Wolf King's tribe, Jin Lu wore a gentle smile as he turned to the Great Demon who had come to see him off. "Please head back, fellow Daoist. This is far enough."
"Very well. Safe travels, Chief Steward Jin," the Great Demon said.
Jin Lu nodded, mounted the Flying Wolf provided by the Wolf Saint Palace, and soared away.
The Great Demon watched Jin Lu leave. Only after his figure vanished deep among the distant mountains did the demon turn and return to the tribe.
"He's gone back?" In the spacious royal tent at the center of the tribe, the Black Wolf King stood with his back to the entrance and his hands clasped behind him, studying a huge map hanging in the hall.
It was a map of the entire Wolf Sage Paradise, with fine lines in various colors marking its river valleys, ore veins, and pastures.
The Black Wolf King's tribe lay somewhat to the south, but it occupied a vast domain and stood an excellent chance of conquering the other regions to establish an extraordinary hegemony.
This map was a treasure that bore his ambitions, and he studied it closely every day. The dozens of Great Demons loyal to him, along with over a hundred demon generals whose strength lay between the peak of Human Rank and Earth Rank, also devoted themselves to expanding his frontiers, steadily increasing the territory controlled by the black wolf lineage.
He was a towering overlord with a strong chance of becoming the next Wolf Saint and ruling this blessed land.
"He has," the Great Demon replied with a respectful bow.
"This Chief Steward Jin came on Fang Qianyuan's behalf. His intentions certainly aren't that simple. Make some inquiries and find