Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor Chapter 1042 1035: Wind and Thunder Valley

"Fellow Daoists, let us continue forward. Wind and Thunder Valley is approximately thirty li away from here."

Zhuo Bufan scanned the assembled crowd and said in unison.

"Yes, Lord!"

Everyone had gained handsoly just now, so they all replied cheerfully in unison.

This was even before reaching Wind and Thunder Valley, and with such gains already, it was considered quite favorable for them.

At the mont, the group of cultivators continued into the depths of the forest, and the further they went, the more their pace slowed down considerably.

There were no fixed paths in the forest; it was densely wooded with shrubs, trees, thorns, and swamps.

Moreover, the venomous snakes and insects that occasionally attacked the cultivators had grown much stronger.

As a result, everyone paid a little more attention.

After about half an hour, the group stopped before a mountain valley shrouded in a faint mist.

Within the valley, the howls of wolves occasionally echoed, mingled with the sounds of wind and thunder.

Upon hearing these rising and falling howls, the cultivators' expressions turned sowhat somber; clearly, they could already feel so pressure.

"Lord Zhuo, are there really only three or four hundred Wind Thunder Demon Wolves inside?"

Among the cultivators, an elderly loose cultivator at the Late Stage Immortal Spirit Realm watched the valley, his eyes flickering as he cupped his hands toward Zhuo Bufan and asked.

"That should be the case, but the exact number, this lord is also not sure."

Zhuo Bufan looked at the elderly loose cultivator and said.

"If there are only three or four hundred, it's manageable; we can try our best to kill them. However, if the number is too many, we will..."

The elderly loose cultivator's face turned slightly gloomy as he spoke.

Being a loose cultivator who had survived to this day was only due to his extre caution. Facing the slightly misty valley, he instinctively felt a sense of danger.

"Fatty, be careful later."

Qin Yang watched the valley and transmitted his voice to the chubby man. With his keen perception, he vaguely sensed that the hidden nace in the valley wasn't that simple.

"Understood, Brother Qin."

The chubby man nodded.

"Elder Mu, don't worry too much; this lord is still here. If we truly encounter a situation beyond our capabilities, this lord will take responsibility for the rear guard, escorting everyone out first. Furthermore, my son is also here; I wouldn't joke with Yue'Er's life."

A gleam flashed in the depths of Zhuo Bufan's eyes as he spoke to the elderly loose cultivator.

It was a challenge to gather these people here, and if they all retreated at the valley entrance, it would be a joke.

"We shall rely on the lord."

Upon hearing this, the elderly loose cultivator pondered for a mont, glanced at Zhuoyue, and nodded. With that playboy around, their escape wouldn't be slower than his, right?

"Thank you, Lord."

The other cultivators echoed simultaneously.

"Let's go in and deal with those beasts; then the Wind Thunder Fruit will be ours."

Zhuo Bufan's gaze shifted, with a pair of green eyes looking towards the valley. His form flickered, heading into the valley.

The crowd followed suit upon witnessing his actions.

Passing through the faint mist at the valley entrance, they ventured in, and after covering so distance, the view beca expansive.

The entire valley was quite large, with so silvery fir trees planted intermittently. Within their line of sight, there was a lake.

However, that lake was not an ordinary lake.

Within it, lightning crackled. Even from so distance, they could sense the abundant Thunder Spirit Power it contained.

In the center of the lake stood a tree trunk of silver, standing tall over ten zhang high. The silver tree was dense with silver leaves, shimring with faint lightning.

Among the lush silver leaves, apple-sized silver fruits were hidden. On those silver fruits, there were faint azure patterns.

"Wind Thunder Fruit! It's the Wind Thunder Fruit...!"

The gaze of the cultivators fixed on the giant silver tree in the center of the lake, their eyes eagerly watching the silver fruits upon it.

"However, the number of Wind Thunder Fruits above seems a bit too few..."

Among the crowd, the elderly cultivator at the Late Stage Immortal Spirit Realm, Elder Mu, had a faint change in his eyes and looked towards Zhuo Bufan. There certainly weren't a hundred fruits on that Wind Thunder Fruit tree; a rough glance revealed only about thirty.

There's only one explanation for this: the Lord's Mansion provided false information. He couldn't believe that as an Immortal Venerable Realm expert, Zhuo Bufan couldn't even easily discern the number of fruits on a single Wind Thunder Fruit tree; it was rely a matter of taking a glance.

At this mont, besides Elder Mu, there were also so cultivators casting their glances at Zhuo Bufan.

However, no one dared to speak up. After all, they were all here; the limited number of Wind Thunder Fruits ant so would get them, and so wouldn't.

By the lake, several Wind Thunder Wolves, their bodies akin to young cows, were lounging by the shore or playing by the water.

Nearby, within the Silver Fir Forest, there were also Wind Thunder Wolves present. A quick scan revealed about six or seven hundred.

The Wind Thunder Wolves were covered in pale green fur, surrounded by lightning, with lightning patterns on the fur on their heads.

A single lightning pattern indicated a Tier One Demon Beast, two patterns indicated a Tier Two Demon Beast, and a Demon General Level Beast had three silver patterns.

Among these Wind Thunder Wolves, Tier One beasts were the most nurous, with about a hundred Tier Two beasts, and thirty or so Tier Three Demon General Level beasts.

This scene caused the group of cultivators behind Zhuo Bufan to feel an uncontrollable urge to curse. The number of Wind Thunder Fruits was too low, moreover, the number of Wind Thunder Wolves was far more than the three or four hundred Zhuo Bufan claid, being nearly double that.

Additionally, within the wolf pack, there were about thirty Demon General Level Wind Thunder Wolves, whereas there were only a handful of cultivators at the Immortal Spirit Realm on their side.

"Howl!"

"Howl!"

"..."

Upon seeing the arrival of the cultivators, all the Wind Thunder Wolves stood up, snarling, alongside the Wind Thunder Wolves in the Silver Fir Forest, all roaring towards the intruding cultivators of Wind and Thunder Valley.

"Lord Zhuo, the number of Wind Thunder Fruits and the number of Wind Thunder Demon Wolves are not consistent with the information you provided..."

Elder Mu's face was grim as he spoke to Zhuo Bufan.

"This lord only took a quick glance that day; it's normal to get the numbers wrong."

Zhuo Bufan's eyes glowed as he spoke coolly.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Elder Mu's face turned even grimr. The other cultivators' faces mirrored this; none were fools, not completely believing Zhuo Bufan's words.

"Dammit, this is a real pitfall...!"

The chubby man looked at the Wind Thunder Wolf pack approaching with a roar, his chubby face turning slightly pale. He then glanced at Zhuo Bufan with discontent.

"It's bad enough that there are few Wind Thunder Fruits, but to have so many Wind Thunder Demon Wolves! Does it an I'm going to die here today?!"

The chubby man's eye twitched as he couldn't help but speak.