The Divine Martial Stars

g sorry for the plants despite herself.

Wind and snow continued to accompany their journey.

Even though the snow had stopped falling from the sky, the wintry wind on the pasture still blew relentlessly against their faces like sharp knives and picked up heaps of snow on the ground.
Everywhere was freezing cold.
The heavy snow put the lively pasture under a long, tormentingly bitter winter.

About two hours later, the two came to a relatively flat river valley.

The snow had drowned the place.

Some pasture herdsmen were cleaning the snow as fast as they could.
Countless draught animals were buried under the snow, so were some tents that collapsed under the weight of accumulated snowflakes.
In front of a few tents that had caved in, some herdsmen were crying their hearts out at the bodies of their partners who had died from the cold or been killed by the snowstorm…

As Shangguan Yuting had already entered the Natural Realm and she had been practicing the Xiantian Skill, her body had been strengthened as such that she no longer felt hot or cold.
Thus, she was not particularly depressed by the low temperature and only found the snow-swept pasture unprecedentedly beautiful.
The silvery land that stretched as far as the eye could see did amaze her.
However, the next moment, her eyes fell on the bodies of the dead herdsmen, the toppled-down tents, and the other agonizing herdsmen…

In particular, it wasn’t until Shangguan Yuting saw a baby boy who might not be a month old freeze to death in her mother’s arms that it struck her what the snowstorm had brought to the pasture.

A period lacking proper food and warmth had announced its arrival.

For any of the tribes on the vast pasture, snowstorms were always harsh trials.

Jiang Qiubai directly demonstrated his power by repelling all the snow and bitter wind in the valley and rescuing the cattle and sheep buried under the snow.
Even scores of herdsmen who had lost their senses in the cold but not died yet were saved, too.

All the herdsmen knelt down with gratitude and saw Jiang Qiubai off ceremoniously as if he were a deity.

During the rest of their journey that day, they came across a dozen more tribes of all sizes that were wrecked by the snowstorm.
Every time Jiang Qiubai did not grudge giving them a helping hand.
He assisted the herdsmen to restore their places with great patience.
Even the humblest tribesmen also got his help…

That made Jiang Qiubai differ from many Sages Shangguan Yuting had heard about.

In almost every country or region, and throughout most of the history of the Divine Land, Sages were always above the others.
They were marvelous figures who safeguarded part of the world.
They controlled the development of history as well as the thrive and perish of empires.
And what concerned them was the big picture as well as the fate of the world… More often than not, the life or death of a weak individual was far beneath their notice.
However, as a matter of fact, no matter how large a country was, how impressive a dynasty was, or how remarkable a piece of history turned out to be, they were all constituted by individuals.

Sages were sympathetic.

But they were callous, too.

Yet, from all the Sages Shangguan Yuting had heard about, none of them was like Jiang Qiubai.

Through the whole journey, Shangguan Yuting registered that Jiang Qiubai was held in high prestige as a deity by the herdsmen.
From that, she deduced it was not the first time Jiang Qiubai had done it, nor did he start it on a whim.
In fact, he had helped those people for a lifetime…

“Thank you, the god of Everlasting Heaven!”

“May the Wolf God bless you!”

“Long live the Wolf Temple!”

“In my next life, I still want to be the subject of Wolf God!”

Numerous herdsmen prostrated themselves at Jiang Qiubai’s feet.

Down the road, he kept saving people, then going on his journey, and then saving people again…

The impression Shangguan Yuting held for Jiang Qiubai changed bit by bit down the road.

“In the eyes of pasture men, the chilling winter means a life-and-death struggle.
But in the eyes of you Western Qin people, that is simply inconceivable, am I right?” Jiang Qiubai asked as he gazed at Shangguan Yuting.

The latter did not answer him.

In the Western Qin Empire, sometimes some poor people were frozen to death after a heavy fall of snow in winter.
Yet, that only occurred occasionally.
The Qin people loved snow, for the snow-blanketed view was stunning and the heavy snow would bring them an adequate supply of irrigation water for the next year.

By contrast, it seemed only normal on the pasture that snowstorms tended to bring them disasters.

Sometimes, heavy snow could remove a small-scale tribe from the world…

Indeed, nature was cruel.

As Shangguan Yuting pondered over those issues, a wolf howl was heard ahead of them.

In the depths of the pasture covered in snow, white figures shuttled through bushes as rapidly as flashes of lightning.
Throngs of white pasture wolves were racing on the ice, as though they were the dominators of the snow world.

The two had bumped into a wolf pack.

“White wolves? They’re rarely seen.” Jiang Qiubai was a little surprised, too.

It should be noted that most of the wolves on the pasture were dark green.
That was the result of natural selection, for dark green wolves could perfectly blend into the background on vast pasture and hunt their prey with the cover of the grassy color.
Unlike them, white wolves stood out on the green pasture.
So, they could only dominate the pasture in snowy winter.

Given Jiang Qiubai and Shangguan Yuting’s high cultivation, they certainly had no fear for wolf packs.

Plus, being the master of Wolf Temple, Jiang Qiubai could hold wolves at his command.

But white wolves were the only exception.

White wolves enjoyed a high status on the pasture.
The herdsmen there called them the Divine Wolves.

The token of the Wolf Temple was a wolf.
Specifically, it was a white wolf, because Jiang Qiubai, the master of the Wolf Temple, could not manipulate white wolves and so those beasts were treated as his equals.

Still, at that time, Jiang Qiubai was a little taken aback.

Because he had never seen such a massive pack of white wolves on the pasture.
Looking ahead, he saw thousands of white wolves marching on as orderly as an army.

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