Mdzs watching the Grandmaster of demonic cultivation

Chapter 8

Only a few days passed, and Wei WuXian realized that he might have made a wrong choice. The donkey that he conveniently picked up was too hard to please

If it didn't eat high-quality food, it wouldn't budge, and it'd lose its temper and kick around.

For multiple times, Wei WuXian was almost kicked by it.

Some cultivators give a amused laugh, they couldn't believe that the Yiling Patriarch kicked by a loud donkey

Wuxian couldn't help but to think of
his sword. The sword was probably
collected by the leader of a prominent clan, and would have hanged on a wall as a trophy that they could show other people.

Jiang Cheng flinched by the mention of his sword, he still remembered when Wen Ning told him to unsheathed Suiban that no one can unsheathed beside Wei Wuxian

Wei WuXian hopped down and slapped its honoured buttocks, "You're definitely destined for wealth, even harder to please than me

The donkey spat at him.

"I like this duo"

While they fooled around aimlessly, a group of people approached from within the fields

The people carried handmade bamboo baskets, and wore cotton clothes and straw sandels, emitting the rustic airs of rural villagers. In the group, there was a young girl with a round face that could be considered delicate Possibly because of walking for too lang under the sun.

"Did he really just noticed the girl?"

Wei WuXian had always thought of himself as one who was courteous towards women, so he moved over, emptying some space, and went to struggle with the donkey.

"Is he flirting?"

"Right, Wei Wuxian is known for flirting many women when he wasn't the Yiling Laozu "

"But why is he with Hanguanjun?"

"Are they friends now?"

Lan Wangji possessively wrapped his arms to his husband's small waist. As his husband snuggle close with him.

That the cultivators who talk about them choke with their saliva

"No, I guess it's more than friends now"

After realizing that he was harmless, the people were finally at esse to come over. All of them were drenched in sweat and had ruddy cheeks, some were fanning themselves and some fetching water.

One of the people held a compass in his hand. He looked into the distance, and then lowered his head questioningly, "We're already at the foot of Dafan Mountain, so why hasn't the pointer started moving yet?"

Wen Qing sadly smile at the mention of her home that didn't get unnoticed by her little brother who pats her hands

The designs and pointer on the compass looked strange, indicating that it wasn't a normal compass.

It wasn't one that showed the North, South, East, and West, but one that showed the directions malicious creatures, also known as a "Compass of Evil"

"Wow, whoever made that compass is weird even the name of it"

The middle-aged man leading the group called for people to take a drink and replied, "Your compass might be broken; I'll get you a new one later. Dafan Mountain is less than ten miles ahead of us, which means that we cannot rest for too long. We have struggled through the whole journey, and if we relax now and fall behind, with other people beating us to it, it
wouldn't have been worth it."