The legend begins with becoming a white deer.

A cold wind swept through the desolate mountain forest, carrying shards of snow.

A dozen or so gray wolves were gathered under the tree, their gray-brown fur covered with a thin layer of snow, yet they seemed oblivious to it. They all tilted their heads back, their wolf eyes shining bright green, and saliva dripped down their sharp canine teeth, splashing onto the snow and leaving dark spots.

His greedy and eager appearance was exactly like that of a lecherous man who had seen a beautiful woman and couldn't wait to pounce on his prey and tear it to pieces.

If it were any ordinary mountain birds or beasts in winter, being stared at by such a pack of hungry wolves, they would have been so frightened that their limbs would have gone limp, and they wouldn't even have the strength to run away.

Qi Ji, however, found it novel and interesting. He gently ground his hoof tip against the rough bark, his heart filled with amusement.

"Hehe, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll just have some fun with you guys."

Qi Ji deliberately didn't land on the ground, but stopped at a height of about two and a half meters above the ground, his deer hooves firmly attached to the tree trunk, his body completely still.

The wolves looked up at him, their eyes full of confusion. They had never seen a deer that could stand steadily on a tree trunk before, and they couldn't understand how their prey could defy common sense and stick to the tree trunk.

But this confusion didn't last long; the scent of flesh and blood so close at hand completely ignited their predatory ferocity.

"Roar!"

The most ferocious gray wolves could no longer restrain themselves. They kicked off the snow with their hind legs and leaped upwards with all their might.

The strongest male wolf jumped the highest, its sharp fangs almost grazing Qi Ji's fur, only about 20 or 30 centimeters away.

Qi Ji chuckled softly, keeping his two hind hooves and one foreleg still, while quickly raising the other hoof and stomping hard on the wolf's forehead.

"Peng"

"Awooo—!"

A piercing scream of pain shattered the forest.

The wolf crashed into the snowdrift like a falling rock. The fluffy snow absorbed most of the force of the fall, but the blow to its head still caused it excruciating pain.

It shook its dizzy head as it got up, its tail tucked tightly between its legs, and staggered back six or seven steps, no longer daring to jump rashly.

Qi Ji's current physical strength has far exceeded the limits of normal large wild animals. He can't compare to a tiger, and he's far inferior to a brown bear. As for an elephant, Qi Ji honestly doesn't know how his current strength compares to that of an adult elephant.

But compared to a gray wolf, it's an absolute crushing blow, not to mention the most vulnerable part: the head.

In other words, Qi Ji was just playing around and didn't put in much effort. If he had been a little more serious, the wolf's skull would have already shattered, leaving it a cold corpse.

Upon seeing this, the other gray wolves were initially taken aback, but were then aroused to their ferocity, howling and leaping at the top in turn, their fangs whistling in the cold wind.

Qi Ji stood on the tree trunk, as if playing whack-a-mole, his deer hooves making a thumping sound as he swatted down the gray wolves that pounced at him one by one.

"Haha, come on, jump faster!"

Qi Ji was having a great time, but because he was too engrossed in the game, he lost control of his strength at one point. When his left hoof landed, there was a crisp "crack" sound as it hit a gray wolf right on the top of its head.

Before the wolf could even finish its howl, it fell straight into the snow, its limbs twitching and whimpering, blood seeping from its eyes, nose, and mouth. After struggling for a few moments, it became completely still.

Qi Ji: "................"

Upon seeing their companion die, the wolf pack erupted into chaos, and all the gray wolves froze in place.

The fierce light in the wolf's eerie green eyes quickly faded, revealing genuine fear.

They finally realized that the creature in the tree was not a plump prey delivered to their doorstep, but rather a tough nut to crack that could easily kill them. For a moment, not a single wolf dared to pounce on it.

"Damn it, I accidentally used too much force."

Qi Ji looked at the wolf carcass in the snow and felt a pang of emotion.

There was a time when encountering a gray wolf would terrify him, and he would have to fight with all his might to escape. Now, he can easily crush one to death with a single kick.

"Things are unpredictable, things are very different tonight. Forget it, I'm done playing."

Qi Ji lost interest in teasing him further, loosened his limbs, and lightly leaped down from the tree trunk, landing steadily in the snow.

The moment they landed, the wolves didn't swarm forward; instead, they all took a half-step back, each one unsure of what to do.

Firstly, the tragic death of their companion was still fresh in their minds; secondly, it wasn't until Qi Ji landed that they truly realized how large this white deer was. Compared to it, they were like adults and children. In particular, the wolves that had just been hooved were too afraid to approach and huddled at the back of the group, trembling.

But eventually, a few hungry wolves, unable to resist the burning hunger in their bellies, let out a low growl and split into three groups to pounce on Qi Ji.

Qi Ji remained calm and composed.

His senses and reflexes, far surpassing those of ordinary beasts, made the gray wolf's pounce appear as slow as if it were in slow motion.

Qi Ji leaned back, braced himself on his hind legs, and stood upright, just in time to avoid the two wolves' lunge and bite. Then, with tremendous force, he stomped down with his two front hooves.

Two crisp "snap" sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The skull of a wolf was crushed to pieces by being trampled.

The spine on the other end snapped, and it collapsed onto the snow without even being able to scream.

Before Qi Ji could stop moving, he twisted his antlers and rammed into the head of the third gray wolf that pounced on him.

"Awooo!"

The gray wolf felt an immense force crashing down on it, and its entire body was instantly lifted into the air, propelled nearly twenty meters high.

In mid-air, a large gash was torn open in its belly by the antlers, and warm wolf blood spilled down with the cold wind, like a fine rain of blood.

When it crashed heavily back onto the snow, even though the thick snow had absorbed most of the impact, it was already shattered, lying on the ground barely breathing, unable to stand up again.

Qi Ji's movements didn't stop at all. With a flick of his antlers, he sent another charging gray wolf flying with a scream. The wolf crashed into a tree trunk and slid down, then fell silent.

Inside the tree hole above the big tree, a squirrel that had been clinging to the entrance was now trembling with fear as it peered down.

"squeak!"

Just as it was trembling with fear, it suddenly saw a gray wolf howling and tumbling as it flew up, barely grazing the branches next to the tree hole before falling heavily down, landing squarely on a horizontal branch in its field of vision.

The squirrel could see clearly that blood was gushing from the wolf's belly and mouth. The wolf twitched twice, then rolled down the branch and crashed into the snowdrift, where it remained motionless.

The squirrel was so frightened that its fur stood on end. Despite its fear, it peered down again and heard terrified screams coming from the wolf pack below.

The remaining gray wolves had long lost their ferocity and were being chased and scattered by Qi Ji.

However, the gray wolf was no match for Qi Ji's speed, let alone in the deep snow-covered forest, where Qi Ji could easily catch up with fleeing prey by walking on the snow with his four hooves on flat ground.

Or use deer hooves to kick hard in the waist and abdomen.

Or strike the heart directly with deer antlers.

They often part ways at the first contact, with the gray wolf dying on the spot.

The pack of a dozen gray wolves was decisively defeated in no time.

In the end, only three gray wolves remained, whimpering in fear, their legs trembling, and two of them even urinated in the snow out of terror.

They fled madly into the depths of the forest, their hunger completely overwhelmed by the fear of death, wishing they had two more legs.

"Whew...that feels great!"

Qi Ji stood in the vast snowfield and exhaled a breath of white air with a sense of relief.

After all that roughhousing, my whole body felt loosened up and incredibly comfortable.

"It's a pity that these gray wolves are too weak and there aren't enough of them. If there were a dozen or twenty more, it would be great. We're still not quite satisfied."

As Qi Ji was thinking this, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the tree hole at the top of the tree.

「Zhizhi!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ」

The squirrel in the tree hole had just poked its head out when it met his gaze. It was so frightened that it quickly shrank back, blocking the entrance tightly and not daring to even breathe.

As for the debt of Qi Ji stealing its nuts, the squirrel had long since given up on thinking about it.

"Haha, you little rascal, weren't you quite fierce before?"

Qi Ji chuckled mockingly, ignoring the squirrel. His antlers glowed, and the power of [All Trees Pay Homage] manipulated the surrounding tree roots, dragging the wolf carcasses directly into the ground beneath the snow, turning them into waste.

He then shook his head and continued walking leisurely forward...