On Bluestone Mountain, the Demon Wolf Tribe flourished, gradually growing into a truly powerful force.
A purple curtain of light guarded Bluestone Mountain, enveloping every member of the Demon Wolf Tribe.
Mingye had put considerable effort into restoring the Guardian Barrier. It was even stronger than before and would no longer be so easily broken.
Beneath a great tree, a small figure diligently circulated his blood energy. The faint demon power within him rose and fell with his movements, drawing in the spiritual energy of the world.
Little Kōga no longer needed anyone to supervise him. He took the initiative to train on his own.
He had witnessed his tribesmen clash with the Ice Wolf Warriors, and his hot-blooded spirit drove him to contribute his own strength.
More importantly, Kōga wanted Mingye to know that he had not squandered his talent. He was working hard to catch up to his older brother, striving to become someone who could support him one day.
To become a hero of the Demon Wolf Tribe.
Mingye saw it all. Standing at the edge of a cliff, he nodded in satisfaction. Under his influence, Kōga no longer had the same personality as his counterpart in the original timeline.
The environment someone grew up in truly had an enormous influence on them. Kōga was the best example.
"Lord Kōga works hard at his training every day now. I believe he'll become a powerful warrior like you one day, Lord Mingye."
Akamaru spoke. During Mingye's absence from Bluestone Mountain, he had been teaching Kōga all along. He had witnessed every solid step of Kōga's progress.
"Akamaru, you deserve much of the credit for Kōga's transformation," Mingye praised him.
"The credit belongs entirely to you, my lord. I wouldn't dare claim it."
Akamaru shook his head. He was