The legend begins with becoming a white deer.

A biting wind swept across the wilderness, carrying snowflakes. As the refugees watched more than twenty figures approaching on horseback in the distance, their fear ignited like a spark falling into a haystack.

"No...no, it's those bandits, those damned bandits have caught up with us!"

"Run! We have to get out of here right now, or we'll all be killed!"

"We're doomed, what do we do? Why won't they let us go?"

"God is truly blind; they're sending us to our deaths!"

Exclamations rose and fell; some were terrified, some were desperate, and some wanted to escape.

But despite their shouting, the vast majority of them felt as if their legs were filled with lead and barely moved at all.

In this cold winter snow, they had already traveled a long and tiring journey, and now they were hungry and cold, making it difficult for them to even walk, let alone run.

The old man huddled in the snow, shivering, holding the child. The young man took two steps in vain before collapsing to the ground, panting heavily, his face filled with a deathly despair.

Qi Ji stood in the snow beside the refugees, his four hooves firmly planted on the snow, showing no intention of retreating.

He calmly watched the figure rapidly approaching from afar, his deer-like eyes devoid of any emotion, simply observing the scene.

More than twenty riders quickly broke out of the snow fog. Their clothes were mixed and varied, some wearing tattered thick leather armor, others wrapped in dirty fur coats. They all had ring-pommel swords at their waists and bow and crossbow sacks on their backs. Each of them had a fierce look on their face and their eyes were like those of hungry wolves staring at the group of refugees in front of them.

The burly man with a face full of scars, who was leading the group, pulled on the reins and laughed loudly. His voice was rough and grating: "Hahahaha, we've finally caught up with these ants! Where do you think you can run to? Brothers, we can't let a single one of you escape. We absolutely can't let them spread the word. Kill them all, leave no one alive!"

When they were still some distance away, everyone's attention was on the refugees, and Qi Ji's white fur blended into the snow, so the bandits didn't notice anything unusual at first.

Only when they rode closer did some of them see a tall, white figure among the refugees, and their expressions immediately changed.

"Huh? What's that?"

"Is it a deer? Oh, it looks quite big, and it's a white deer."

Amidst the exclamations, the bandit group clearly split into two factions.

Some people's eyes lit up instantly, their faces filled with undisguised greed.

Someone licked their chapped lips and exclaimed excitedly, "Good heavens, such a big white deer! This can definitely be classified as a rare beast. If we catch it, we'll surely be able to sell it for a high price."

"It's more than just a high price. Such a magnificent white deer, offered to those great nobles, is worth more than any amount of money."

When the other group saw Qi Ji's appearance, their faces turned pale instantly, and their hands holding the reins trembled.

One of them cried out, "No, this is...this is the auspicious white deer! Be careful, it's no ordinary wild beast; it's extremely powerful and we can't approach it carelessly!"

Upon hearing this, the greedy bandits were stunned.

Someone hesitated before speaking: "The auspicious white deer? Is that the one that was all the rage on the black market of Bilin Kingdom a while ago?"

"That's it! That's the one!"

The man who recognized Qi Ji spoke with a strained voice: "The gang I used to belong to, the gang leader personally led a group to hunt down this white deer, but they all perished, and not a single one came back. The gang lost its leader and disbanded not long after. This thing is extremely evil; we can't afford to mess with it."

However, this warning did not deter the crowd; instead, it made the greedy people's eyes burn even brighter.

The burly leader sneered, his face full of disdain: "Look at your cowardice! No matter how tough you are, you're just a beast. I've personally killed tigers and black bears. What can a mere large deer do to you? Your former gang leader was a complete waste!"

"Exactly, it's just a deer. So what if it's a bit big? There are over twenty of us, with bows and crossbows all at once, how could we not kill it?"

"If we catch it and sell it for money, everyone can get a share."

A chorus of agreement rose and fell, and no one took the warning to heart.

The bandits who recognized Qi Ji turned pale and then black. Seeing that they couldn't persuade him, they stopped talking and unanimously reined in their horses, slowed down, and quickly distanced themselves, not daring to charge forward at all.

The remaining dozen or so greedy bandits did not stop at all and charged straight ahead on horseback.

The refugees were already terrified, and when they saw the bandits rushing towards them, many of them immediately knelt down in the snow with their hands covering their heads, their faces ashen, unable to even cry out.

The leader at the forefront raised his hand and shouted sternly, "These ants can't escape! Attack the white deer first, don't let it get away! Fire the arrows!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten bows and several powerful crossbows were raised at the same time, the sound of bowstrings snapping merging together.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~........"

Arrows, whistling sharply, rained down on Qi Ji in dense swarms.

To ordinary people, these arrows were so fast that they were just afterimages, but to Qi Ji, they were as slow as falling snow.

He shifted his limbs slightly, took a few steps to the side, and lowered his head by a dozen centimeters. All the arrows whistled past his fur and antlers, embedding themselves in the snow behind him without touching a single hair on his head.

"What a bunch of robbers! Since you've taken the initiative to attack me, I won't be polite. An eye for an eye is an eye for an eye."

After determining whether the other party was friend or foe, Qi Ji let out a low neigh and suddenly put all four hooves into motion.

The [Agile Foot] skill works very well in the snow. The snow under his hooves is as flat as the ground, without slipping at all. Qi Ji turned into a blurry white shadow and charged straight at more than ten riders.

Its speed far exceeded that of ordinary horses.

"What?!"

The bandits' expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly tried to nock an arrow again, but just as their fingers touched the quiver, the white figure crashed into the front of the group.

Qi Ji lowered his head and slumped his shoulders, his pair of golden-green antlers pointing directly at the oncoming lead horse.

"Pfft"

The antlers, like divine weapons, were incredibly sharp, easily tearing through the skin and bones of the horse's chest. Then, Qi Ji exerted force through his neck and thrust upwards!

"Herod—"

The horse let out a mournful whinny, its massive body was thrown backward and lifted off the ground, its chest mangled with blood and flesh, and it died instantly.

The bandit leader on horseback cried out as he was thrown into the air, his body tumbling and rolling before finally falling back down.

Just as he was about to crash into the snow, a pair of golden-green antlers pierced upwards from the hole.

"Pfft."

The antlers easily pierced his chest and abdomen, and warm blood flowed down the antlers, dripping onto the white snow in a shocking sight.

The bandit leader looked down at the antlers piercing through his body, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

Everything happened too fast. He never expected that he would be at the threshold of death in the blink of an eye, and endless regret welled up in his heart.

"I... I shouldn't have ignored the advice." This thought flashed through the bandit leader's mind before his consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.

This sudden change left the entire room in a deathly silence.

The bandits who had already retreated and recognized Qi Ji looked not only surprised, but also horrified, as if to say, "Just as I thought."

The remaining bandits who charged forward had long since lost all greed, leaving only a deep-seated fear on their faces.

Is this definitely a deer?

That's a ferocious beast!

"Yo"

Qi Ji flicked his head, and the bandit leader's corpse was thrown onto the snow like a tattered sack, the blood quickly staining the white snow red.

Without pausing, he pushed off with all four hooves and continued charging toward the remaining bandits.

"Run! Run!"

The remaining bandits were terrified and turned their horses to flee.

But their horses suddenly went out of control, pawing wildly and shaking their bodies, completely ignoring their commands.

These horses had just witnessed their companion being headbutted and killed by Qi Ji. Their survival instincts overcame their taming instincts, and at this moment they only wanted to get away from this terrifying white figure, no longer caring about their master on their backs.

"Damn beast, stay calm, stay calm!"

"ah--!"

Anger and screams mingled together and soon rang out one after another.

The bandits were thrown off their horses and onto the snow, dazed and confused.

A bandit missing an ear tumbled heavily into a snowdrift, his mouth full of snow. Filled with anger and fear, he cursed, "You beast, wait till I get up..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw his horse gallop away into the distance without looking back, completely disregarding his life or death.

He had just braced himself against the snow to stand up when a smooth, white, hard, and steady deer hoof appeared before him.

The one-eared bandit's pupils constricted, his angry curses froze, and only a stunned terror remained in his heart.

"Bang."

The deer's hoof stomped down heavily, landing precisely on his forehead.

Blood splattered among the snow, and his consciousness instantly sank into eternal darkness...