Chapter 340: Walking Out of Cangyun Mountain

"Click-clack, click-clack..."

The donkey hooves stepped on the gravel on the ground, emitting a series of crisp sounds.

After exiting Wild Donkey Valley, ahead was the third mountain range.

This mountain range had sparse, low trees, jagged rocks everywhere, and the ground was covered with reddish-brown gravel.

The temperature here was also significantly higher.

"This place was once a volcano."

Wang Qiangzhuang rode the largest wild donkey, walking in the front, explaining to everyone.

The terrain up the mountain was steep, and the stone chips were very slippery.

However, these wild donkeys had steady iron hooves along the way, as if walking on flat ground.

"Captain, this wild donkey has a really good temper, even more docile than a woman."

Song Erlang rode the wild donkey, shaking a folding fan, feeling leisurely and contented, praising it from time to time.

After saying this a few times, Lu Yao could not help but retort: "Mainly because the male donkey isn't lecherous and is quiet, which is better than some people."

Song Erlang looked back at Luo Zijun and smiled: "Brother Hua, Miss Lu seems to be pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust tree to scold you."

Lu Yao said directly and angrily: "I am scolding you, you imperial lackey!"

Song Erlang shrugged and laughed it off.

When walking halfway up the mountain, they encountered a Demon Beast that didn't know its own limits, and it was torn into two halves by an iron claw from Meng Yang, who was walking on the right.

Other Demon Beasts observing in secret not far away, seeing this scene, immediately fled for their lives.

The wild donkeys did not look large in size, but their strength was extremely sufficient.

Crossing mountains and ridges, traveling day and night, they walked for three days and three nights in a row, during which they did not eat or drink, nor did they stop, and they didn't even make a sound, being even more hardworking than oxen or horses.

That night, when they arrived at a valley with lush green grass, the wild donkeys finally stopped.

Wang Qiangzhuang jumped off the back of the wild donkey, gently stroked the donkey's neck and said: "They can only carry us to here; the road ahead requires us to walk ourselves."

Everyone's crotches were already aching from riding, so they hurriedly got down upon hearing this.

The ten wild donkeys, led by the lead donkey, slowly entered the valley and soon disappeared at the corner ahead.

"The grass here is very lush, and there are some wild fruits. I have released quite a few wild donkeys here, hoping they can survive here."

Wang Qiangzhuang watched the wild donkeys leave, as if watching his old friends.

Everyone chose an open space to set up camp, preparing to get a good night's sleep.

Because Luo Zijun had kept watch the previous night, it was someone else's turn this time. After he entered the tent, he took out the Copper Mirror again, sent a message to the fairy, and then quickly fell asleep.

The next day.

Before dawn, Wang Qiangzhuang called everyone up and urged them to set off.

"There will be rain in the mountains today; we must climb to the ridge on the opposite side as soon as possible."

After the previous incident, her words were now orders, and no one delayed even half a bit.

In a moment, the tents were packed up.

Without the wild donkeys, everyone could only rely on their feet to start climbing the mountain.

Fortunately, everyone was a martial artist and had rested for a night, so their energy was full at this time.

Just as dawn broke, it indeed started to rain.

When everyone climbed to the mountainside in one go, the rain began to get heavier.

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the mountain range behind them. Everyone turned their heads to look and discovered that the mountain peak had begun to collapse, and many huge rocks were rolling down.

At dusk.

When everyone finally arrived at the ridge, they discovered that this mountain peak had also begun to collapse. The ground on the hillside rolled like waves, and rocks, soil, and even large trees were rolling aggressively toward the valley where they had previously camped.

At this time, the heavy rain poured down, getting larger and larger.

Wang Qiangzhuang led everyone carefully toward the highest point of the ridge.

Having walked for a distance, they looked up and saw that a huge figure had appeared on the mountain peak.

A gray Demon Beast wolf, the size of an elephant, was standing motionless on a giant rock at the top of the mountain, its scarlet eyes staring coldly and sinisterly at this group of uninvited guests.

Behind that Wolf King, a group of slightly smaller Demon Beast wolves stood there silently, their gazes also looking at them.

Wang Qiangzhuang stopped, stared at the Wolf King for a few moments, and said: "Let's rest here for a while; the top of the mountain is already occupied."

Song Erlang came behind her, looking at the huge Demon Beast wolf with curiosity, and asked: "Captain, what is the strength of that Wolf King?"

Wang Qiangzhuang did not answer, sitting directly on the muddy ground. After a while, she said with a serious face: "Here, no matter what the strength of those Demon Beasts is, as long as the other party does not attack us first, we cannot make a move, let alone provoke them."

"Why?"

Lu Yao seemed somewhat unconvinced.

One of the reasons she came out this time was to hone her sword technique. Being able to fight against powerful Demon Beasts would naturally advance her sword technique and combat skills.

Wang Qiangzhuang did not look at her and said: "Because this place belongs to them; we are just passersby."

Lu Yao seemed to want to say something more, but Lu Jianchen gave her a look from the side, so she stopped talking, turned around, took out a cushion, threw it on the ground, and sat on it.

The sky overhead was covered with dark clouds, and the rain was pouring down.

Everyone sat down one after another to rest.

After Song Erlang sat down, he took out an oil-paper umbrella from his Storage Ring. Just as he was about to hold it over his head, Wensong Daoren at the side immediately said: "Donor Song, quickly put the umbrella away."

Upon hearing this, Song Erlang immediately put the umbrella away first, then asked: "Can I not use an umbrella? Why?"

Wensong Daoren said: "Only by blending one's own aura into this mountain forest can one avoid the attacks of some Demon Beasts. This rain comes just at the right time; it can wash away and conceal our human aura, which will save a lot of trouble along the way."

Song Erlang shrugged and said: "Many thanks for the reminder, Daoist."

He tilted his head toward the sky, washed his face with the rainwater, and sighed: "At a time like this, if only there were a gentle woman who could come over to talk to me and help warm my heart."