In an instant, the Silver Moon Wolf King's eyes seemed caught by a magnet, unable to move away.
What had it seen? Ingot after ingot of mithril, each weighing dozens of kilograms!
They smelled far better than mithril ore mixed with all sorts of dirt and rock impurities.
Although the Jingyang Mountain Range held many mineral deposits, rare metals actually exposed on the surface were by no means plentiful, and every such site was fiercely contested ground.
Even with the four wolf kings banding together and leading their pack, they could only rank as a second-rate force in the Jingyang Mountain Range. Alone, they could only hope not to starve to death.
It was precisely because of this cruel, harsh competition that Chen Ping and the others had encountered such an enormous wolf pack, and that all four wolf kings fought without fear of death-in the Jingyang Mountain Range, only soul beasts unafraid of death had the right to survive.
But then again, if they could live on chicken one meal and burgers the next, who would choose to go hungry one meal and full the next?
"Awooo~"
The Silver Moon Wolf King laboriously raised both front paws, then lowered them again. Its eyes, which had resembled inverted triangles glittering with cold light, instantly grew round, even carrying a barely perceptible trace of flattery.
At that moment, several words were plainly written across the Silver Moon Wolf King's face-Godmother, is that really true?
In response, Chen Ping merely withdrew his four soul rings and stopped releasing the aura of his Ferocious Beast soul ring. He then took some easily refined thousand refinement metal out of his Storage Soul Tool, including ingots of thousand refinement adamantine and thousand refinement titanium steel.
This was even more enticing to the Silver Moon Wolf